The Value of Julie
- 2 years ago
- 9
- 0
Was Julie Ever "aware".. free porn video
A company bash! It should have excited me a little more than it did, But it was my partners party along with her friends. I like to go along of course but it often means I have to sit and listen to the usual inter office gossip whilst sipping my drink. We arrived on time and made our way to the large office suite that had been reserved for the party, As usual at this time of year it was a grand event and dress code was in evidence, the guests were beginning to arrive to enjoy the hospitality laid on by the company.
The company itself was a international bank situated in the financial area of the city of London in the UK, a area known as the square mile were all the financial institutions had there united kingdom headquarters. as we entered the room we were aware of the amazing hospitality that the company had laid on. a bit different from my own company who were always a bit mean in times of festivity.
The music was thumping as the disco was in full swing. Wow I thought a great selection of musical tracks and a laden table perhaps the party will be ok after all. We started to make our way across the floor to a empty table, suddenly somebody shouted “ Jane,,Jane! over here quick we have saved a seat for both of you. “Oh Julie I can see you, thanks you know how I love to join you for a bit of a gossip.
We both sat down beside Julie and her parter and were introduced to each other, This is my husband James my wife said to Julie, and of course this is my husband who's name is Dave said Julie, My wife explains to me that she knows Dave because he also works for the bank with my wife. Oh cricky I thought to myself! this means all the conversation will be talking shop, I wasn't looking forward to the night any more and ponded how long this party would go on for.
The two girls started to chat using raised voices to get above the level of the disco, no doubt talking about the latest who's going out with who. I stole a look across the table to were Dave was sitting, he had took time about his appearance and was looking like the business executive you would expect to see in a bank like this. As I looked across to Dave we momentarily made eye contact and seem to take a few seconds before we averted gaze away from each other. I looked away before my stare became embarrassing for myself and Dave.
Dave suddenly rose to his feet “what drinks would we all like” he asked, the girls put in there order. he then turned to me and asked the same question, Er... I thought for a moment. can I have a whisky and lemonade please. Yeah he said I think I will have the same. He returned to our table a little while later with the drinks and served the girls first, then he placed our own drinks down by leaning across me to place the drinks in a clear space. Its then I noticed a aroma of expensive perfume that Dave was wearing, I couldn't recognise who's it was but I guessed it was outside my price range.
The night wore on and David and myself found we had things in common to talk about as we were both sports fans, we talked cricket and about Englands humiliating loss in the ashes series with Australia. And we talked a lot of football whilst the girls also did there stuff together. we continued to drink a number of whisky and lemonades when David said “Jim come with me, I know were the old man keeps the real stuff”. Wasn't sure what he meant but I got up and duly followed him out of the room.
We found ourselves in a darkened corridor and continued to follow my host through the building until we reached a large double door and entered it. This was undoubtedly the jewel in the crown and the seat of government for the bank “Welcome”said Dave “to the boardroom” it was a very impressive room with a huge center positioned table and chairs to seat those how would control the destiny of our money. Pictures of current and former bank managing directors adorned the walls and a well stocked cocktail cabinet took center place on the side of the wall.
However the most impressive sight was the window! a three section glass expanse which occupied almost the length of one of the walls. This furnished a amazing view of the city of London.
Wow I thought! What a view, the city was laid out in front of me like a artists canvas. Dave had been searching through the old mans cocktail cabinet for a better scotch and became aware of my admiration of the view. After pouring two glasses for us he came over to join me, he handed me one of the drinks.
Its a great view Jim, he said, we both turned to the window and Dave placed his hand on my shoulder, I didn't think any thing of this, why should I!. He pointed out the window and to the left, that’s Canary wharf you can see there, a section of London that didn't exist a few years ago he then pointed to the center of the city view and said this is the city,we are part of this area and if you look to the far right of the window you can see parliament and of course the London eye.
I found it difficult to see around the edge of the window so I stood on tiptoes and began to lean in to get a better view, as I did so Dave put his hands around my waist as if to steady me. Still didn't think any thing was unusual with that gesture, however the situation was about to change!
I turned back to him to comment on the London skyline at night and was surprised to find he had leaned in to me very close,
I could feel his breath on my face and was aware of a almost wry smile on his face. He then very gently took my hand and kissed me with his lips, only for a second or two but long enough for me to realise it wasn't a accidental brush that could be easily explained away.
I just stood there and said nothing,how could I, was it my upbringing that rooted me to the spot and closed my mouth, what did I think about sex with a man and how would it affect my relationship with Jane,
Perhaps I am misreading the situation and its a mistake. After all we both have had plenty to drink this evening, the question about a mistake was quickly resolved as Dave kissed me again but this time not a chance contact but a extended embrace as his lips again met mine. He drew his fingers along the side of my face barely touching the skin and ran his forefinger across my ear and around the inside of the lobe.
There seemed little point in protesting now as my initial silence gave him authority over my wishes to participate in what he wanted to lead me into. My mind was still racing with the moral issues that was deep ingrained in me from my infancy, on the other hand this man! This encounter!, was also turning me on.
I tried to say something but my mouth was dry, my lips seem to stick together, almost the last defence mechanism being shut down. Dave seems to sense this futile resistance and placed his forefinger on my mouth to finalise any protest that may still lay within me. We continued to hold hands for little while and I was unsure how we could move the situation along, Dave had taken the lead so far but now seemed hesitant as to what next.
So I put me hand around the back of his shirt collar and drew my fingers along the material and down to his tie. He had loosened the tie earlier because it was warm in the boardroom. I then sort of hooked the knot under my fingers and slid the neckpiece downwards, it slid off well as the material was made of silk. I then pulled it through the loops and let it fall to the floor. The top button on his shirt was already open which I was grateful for as its always the most difficult,
My fumbling on the next buttons can only be put down to me being used to blouses and not mens shirts. After unbuttoning the last one I pulled the tail out side of his trousers to free off any restriction that may hinder in any way.
We stood for a moment or so not going any further, perhaps just to take stock of the situation. Dave’s breathing had now changed to a more deeper and longer breaths as he became also more and more turned on.
He's whole chest area was now to my expose, for me to do what I like, but for a few seconds I didn't I guess it was through lack of experience, If he had been a woman! the breasts would have been my desire and I would have known what to do. So I did what I thought I would like and run my hands around his waist running them across the bare skin. He's body sort of jumped a little, I guess through shock, and suddenly he whispered in my ear “Jim, your touch is is....” but he never completed the sentence as my touch silenced him from saying any more.
He had little hair on his chest only around the aroa region which was fine and silky. I ran my hands up the sides of his body and then on to his nipples, they had become hard and extended under my touch. I like this myself and often do this when I am self gratifying myself. Dave gasped and squeezed my fingers harder on to his nipples, I was happy that the actions I was extending to Dave was heightening his sexual responses and he was giving me green lights all the way. And his ragged breathing and cries of joy was making me neglect my own responses that my body was making on me.
At this point one invisible problem was becoming to be come apparent, I favour boxer short underpants with the button fly. and Our actions together was causing my now greatly enlarged cock to take a path through the fly button of the boxers and was lodged in the space between the boxer and the trousers. The constraining action was causing me some pain and I tried to withdraw my pelvis back wards to reposition my cock to relieve the discomfort on me. But I was to turned on to be successful.
Dave being a man himself seemed to recognise my problem and now took the lead, he touched the front of my trousers and rubbed the point at which my cock was touching the material, he withdrew his finger and showed me his finger tip. He had gathered wet lubricant from the material and with his forefinger and thumb he drew a string of the natural lube between them. Dave then cleaned his fingers by licking the lube into his mouth.
He then kissed me again and I could taste my own fluids on his lips, but this time a long sensuous kiss that lasted a long time in which he ran his hands again around my ears and face,
I was beginning suspect that this was not David’s first encounter of this type. I liked it when David takes the lead in this situation as he seems to have more experience than I. He motions to the easy couches in the corner of the boardroom he took my hand again and this time I have no hesitation of following him. as we walked across the room I still tried to attempt to get a more comfortable position for my strangling boxer shorts, however by the time we reached the couches I still hadn't been successful.
Dave took my hand,spun me around and lowered me into the couch, he then took up a position to the left of me. “are you ok with this” Dave said, I nodded, and knew what he meant by that comment.This was the point when it really started, at any point before this I could have possibly reversed out of the situation without losing to much face. Dave leaned over me, his bare chest visible through his unbuttoned shirt. I tried to stroke this flesh but he said no.. I want you to only concentrate on yourself, I nodded agreement.
I could see clearly that the mound in the front of my trousers was were David’s hands were now focusing as he pulled in my waist band to release the clip, and then skilfully popped open the button that the clip was concealing. Thankfully the suit I was wearing was of some quality and a decent fly zip had been stitched in to the trousers. His fingers found the release tag and rested there for a moment or two, for me this only heightened the anticipation of what he was going to do to me. With the gentleness of movement from his fingers the mechanism started to move downwards. I closed my eyes, and then immediately opened them again, I didn't want to miss anything.
Dave stopped the action when the fastener was half way down, and for the first time since this little adventure started, He spoke very clearly to me “ Jim,” he said there is still time to stop if your not ok with this, the question was academical and I knew it would change my whole outlook on how I would view own sexuality. I motioned for him to continue. The drink and the expensive perfume had already played havoc with my sense of rational reasoning as I was already on a high plateau sexually.
Dave restarted the downward motion of the zip fastener my cock had been straining at the material which encased it, but now with the loosening action beginning to give relief I began to feel myself slip through the widening opening of the suit trousers. As Dave reached the end of the fasteners travel I fully emerged in to the open, I couldn't believe how big I looked, I cant remember a time I was more aware of size. The skin on the tip had beautifully rolled back to reveal the darkening glans, which was coated in natural lubricant, the eye was secreting the clear liquid and a thin string of fluid was suspended between the tip and the boxer shorts.
I was also aware of the cooling effect of the air as I lay exposed to his gaze. A few moments past as both of us just rested a little,then he ran his finger across the top of the glans, it felt like a electric shock had just gone through me. my cock jumped and expanded more still trying to escape the
confines of the boxer shorts. He ran his finger up and down the shaft collecting the clear fluid that had accumulated from the weeping tip and swirled it around his finger not wanting to miss a drop and again licked up the sweet tasting liquid. Mm mm.. was all he said. His hand then found the elasticated waist band of my offending boxer shorts, he smiled for a moment and said, let me help you out here Jim.
He lifted the waist high and took them over my erected cock which slid easily through the button fly, the waist band he then tucked under my balls after pulling the scrotum up to gain a little space.
Again a moment or two past and I wonder what would happen next, I didn't have to wait long.
He took hold of me with his hand and curled his fingers around the shaft and as he lifted me the gathering fluid was drawn to the tip again, his hand retracted pushing me downwards again but leaving a accumulation of lubricant at the top.
As he began to grip me tighter he pushed his tongue in to the pool and lapped around the the top gathering all the fluid that lie there. Then just to make sure he then opened his mouth and slid himself down the shaft until he reached rock bottom. The shock for me was overwhelming, in my life nobody had ever done that to me before. Not even my wife. felt my testicles boil and felt as if I could have exploded in his mouth right there and then, my mind was trying to not focus on what was happening to me.
He applied suction for a few seconds and then slowly withdrew his mouth leaving me again exposed wetting my cock as he disengaged from me. I was again made aware of the cool air that was circulating my loin area as the wetness evaporated the heat. Dave smiled at me, he knew that I was all his and he could do what he liked with me. Some how I felt very vulnerable no longer being in charge of the situation that I was now involved in but wouldn't change the situation.
Dave told me how he has always fantasied taking another man in his mouth and the feeling it would give him to be in charge of somebody else’s sexual destiny. He told me that he envy the role that women take over a man in that situation and what he would like to experience when the man finally climaxes in his mouth.
I was glad he told me this as it now becomes clearer to me the role that David wants me to play for him, he never as yet mentioned his own climax and how he would like that to come about. For the moment I could now see the way to go and resumed the lead role again, David I said, but this time in a more commanding voice, you have brought this situation on yourself and there is nobody else to blame..echoing some of my mothers own words I have heard in my youth.
I laughed a little at that. I have come to this party tonight expecting to dance the night away, but you have distracted me. I smiled again, now I need to shoot the contents of my cock in your mouth and make damn sure you swallow every last drop.. He nodded in agreement and silently accepted the terms of my request, in the past I had at least dipped the tip of my tongue in my self generated semen to see what it tasted like but hadn't attempted to swallow any, perhaps I am missing something here I thought. David took in a deep breath and again lowered his mouth down towards my naked cock and began to tongue the tip using small circular motions. Another thought then entered my mind and I exposed it to him as it might encourage him to keep the agreement. Don’t forget David I said, we have no tissues to clean me up, so I need you to do this for me. Again he nodded in agreement and then said “I know”. I fell silent then as I didn't want to further disturb him it what he was about to concentrate on. He resumed the circular movements on me, but the disturbances had let me drop back from my recent heighten state and I needed him to rebuild me again.
Again his tongue became like a caressing sex toy as he started to lick up and down the shaft and then proceeded to carrying further attention to the tip and glans, I naturally took hold of his head and slide my hands up and down his face, my fingers caressing his skin and then his ears. I had read some ware that the skin is one of our most intimate sexual organs and David was enjoying the moment as I brushed his.
I was now beginning to regain some of that lost libido and was experiencing some symptoms of a pre orgasmic state, I had been watching the window for a while and the London skyline but turned again to see him. He opened again his mouth and lowered it for the second time to engulf my entire widows memory. Again I felt the power of his suction being applied to me, now it was my breath that was ragged and irregular. I could fell the effect of the endorphins racing through my brain and bringing on a state of euphoria which was being transferred to my cock.
David’s mouth was sliding up and down on me, every time he broke the top I could see the wetness that his mouth was making on cock. I was getting closer to the point of eruption and a image of a volcano speed through my mind.
He suddenly stopped and I almost gasped in disbelief, he removed his mouth and replaced it with his hand, curling his fingers around the shaft. He then continued but this time using a slow rhythmic up and down motion of his hands.
This new phase he was taking me on was exquisite, quite different from a few moments ago when I thought he would finish me this way. On the upstroke he was gentle but when he reversed the stroke his touch was much firmer. It took a few seconds to get used to this new style of touching but soon resumed my journey to eventual orgasm.
Because he was no longer using his mouth I could now see my cock end and wasn't being cleaned by Dave's mouth on every stroke. I was aware of a dryness in my own mouth and as the pinnacle of sexual pleasure continues to build for me. I now was fascinated by the fluids that were now seeping out of the eye and watching it change from a clear liquid to a more milky consistency as my internal muscles begin to mix seed into propelling fluid. Not that I know much about biology. I realised that I was teetering on the edge of a crashing orgasm and Dave also seemed to sense it to as he slowed down his strokes to prolong the phase I was now in.
He carried out about four more up and down strokes and then stopped on a up stroke, my eyes almost popped out of my head, I was there! my brain was telling my body that the time had come to surrender to the enviable, my heart was pumping so fast I could feel it in my chest. I took hold of my own nipples and squeezed them hard to increase the pleasure of impending orgasm. “David!!” I said in a almost inaudible voice, for Gods sake don’t leave me like this, I knew that that down stroke would be the finale trigger to release a pleasure torrent within me. My eyes just begged him to take the final action to release me from this eternal torment. I guess he read my mind and lowered his mouth over the glans of my cock whilst still holding the shaft in his hand, he teased it a little by applying some pressure with his teeth. I instinctively raised my backside off the chair to ensure a better contact was made between his mouth and my pulsating cock.
Dave made that final downward thrust but at the bottom of the stroke he pinched in the base and restricted the plumbing works, my muscles hit the first spasm however Dave’s final trick was delaying the onslaught of orgasm, I almost tried to prise his fingers away when the second spasm hit. Still I couldn't cum.. for crying out loud Dave, what game is this? By the time the third spasm hit me David had released his fingers and a full blown eruption was beginning to happen. Good to his word he closed his lips around the glans of my cock and accepted the first stream of cum that was delivered to his mouth, my ejaculatory muscles contracted again for a second blast of milky semen which Dave eagerly took in his mouth, my mind was completely in another universe by this time and I didn't care if the whole party a few doors away came dancing in.
I started to thrust upwards and into his mouth whilst my remaining contractions continued to deliver a constant flow of ejaculate to his eager facial orifice his fingers were still nipping the base of me and was helping to maintain the extra blood flow needed to increase the firmness needed to completely fill his face. When I had finished exhausting myself in to him he let his mouth open a little and allowed a little cock milk to be released and allowed to trickle down the length of my hard. Shaft as I finally thrusted upwards as his mouth descended downwards till he reached the basement and nosed in to my hairline, he fully closed his lips again and drew himself upwards carrying out a cleaning stroke removing any trace of the escaped semen. he looked at me and then opened his mouth so I could see that our arrangement had been carried out.
He hadn't swallowed any semen at the time of delivery but now he swallowed hard to seal the agreement that we had made. We sat in silence for a little while not knowing quite what to say to each other. David than took my hand and squeezed it again and just simply said “ thank you”.
I suddenly awoke, startled! And looked around, but the room was in darkness except for a chink of light around the curtains reflected from the street lights. I realised immediately it was a dream, my body was in a sweat and in a exhilarated state. It took me a few moments to come to terms with the wet dream I had just gone through, I slowly ran my hand down my body to check my pyjama bottoms and was meet with a wetness on the button fly. A dash to the bathroom confirmed that the dream was indeed wet and the clothing was saturated with nocturnal semen.
I had to remove the bottoms and place them deep in the laundry basket, take a quick wash and return back to my still sleeping wife. In conclusion I hadn't been sexually active for some time either with my wife or manually,my guess is that the dream and discharge was my bodies way of compensating for my lack of sexual interest I was taking in it. I haven’t since then allowed myself to repeat the long abstention from sexual activity to see if the results can be repeated, perhaps one day I will again embark on such a adventure
The company itself was a international bank situated in the financial area of the city of London in the UK, a area known as the square mile were all the financial institutions had there united kingdom headquarters. as we entered the room we were aware of the amazing hospitality that the company had laid on. a bit different from my own company who were always a bit mean in times of festivity.
The music was thumping as the disco was in full swing. Wow I thought a great selection of musical tracks and a laden table perhaps the party will be ok after all. We started to make our way across the floor to a empty table, suddenly somebody shouted “ Jane,,Jane! over here quick we have saved a seat for both of you. “Oh Julie I can see you, thanks you know how I love to join you for a bit of a gossip.
We both sat down beside Julie and her parter and were introduced to each other, This is my husband James my wife said to Julie, and of course this is my husband who's name is Dave said Julie, My wife explains to me that she knows Dave because he also works for the bank with my wife. Oh cricky I thought to myself! this means all the conversation will be talking shop, I wasn't looking forward to the night any more and ponded how long this party would go on for.
The two girls started to chat using raised voices to get above the level of the disco, no doubt talking about the latest who's going out with who. I stole a look across the table to were Dave was sitting, he had took time about his appearance and was looking like the business executive you would expect to see in a bank like this. As I looked across to Dave we momentarily made eye contact and seem to take a few seconds before we averted gaze away from each other. I looked away before my stare became embarrassing for myself and Dave.
Dave suddenly rose to his feet “what drinks would we all like” he asked, the girls put in there order. he then turned to me and asked the same question, Er... I thought for a moment. can I have a whisky and lemonade please. Yeah he said I think I will have the same. He returned to our table a little while later with the drinks and served the girls first, then he placed our own drinks down by leaning across me to place the drinks in a clear space. Its then I noticed a aroma of expensive perfume that Dave was wearing, I couldn't recognise who's it was but I guessed it was outside my price range.
The night wore on and David and myself found we had things in common to talk about as we were both sports fans, we talked cricket and about Englands humiliating loss in the ashes series with Australia. And we talked a lot of football whilst the girls also did there stuff together. we continued to drink a number of whisky and lemonades when David said “Jim come with me, I know were the old man keeps the real stuff”. Wasn't sure what he meant but I got up and duly followed him out of the room.
We found ourselves in a darkened corridor and continued to follow my host through the building until we reached a large double door and entered it. This was undoubtedly the jewel in the crown and the seat of government for the bank “Welcome”said Dave “to the boardroom” it was a very impressive room with a huge center positioned table and chairs to seat those how would control the destiny of our money. Pictures of current and former bank managing directors adorned the walls and a well stocked cocktail cabinet took center place on the side of the wall.
However the most impressive sight was the window! a three section glass expanse which occupied almost the length of one of the walls. This furnished a amazing view of the city of London.
Wow I thought! What a view, the city was laid out in front of me like a artists canvas. Dave had been searching through the old mans cocktail cabinet for a better scotch and became aware of my admiration of the view. After pouring two glasses for us he came over to join me, he handed me one of the drinks.
Its a great view Jim, he said, we both turned to the window and Dave placed his hand on my shoulder, I didn't think any thing of this, why should I!. He pointed out the window and to the left, that’s Canary wharf you can see there, a section of London that didn't exist a few years ago he then pointed to the center of the city view and said this is the city,we are part of this area and if you look to the far right of the window you can see parliament and of course the London eye.
I found it difficult to see around the edge of the window so I stood on tiptoes and began to lean in to get a better view, as I did so Dave put his hands around my waist as if to steady me. Still didn't think any thing was unusual with that gesture, however the situation was about to change!
I turned back to him to comment on the London skyline at night and was surprised to find he had leaned in to me very close,
I could feel his breath on my face and was aware of a almost wry smile on his face. He then very gently took my hand and kissed me with his lips, only for a second or two but long enough for me to realise it wasn't a accidental brush that could be easily explained away.
I just stood there and said nothing,how could I, was it my upbringing that rooted me to the spot and closed my mouth, what did I think about sex with a man and how would it affect my relationship with Jane,
Perhaps I am misreading the situation and its a mistake. After all we both have had plenty to drink this evening, the question about a mistake was quickly resolved as Dave kissed me again but this time not a chance contact but a extended embrace as his lips again met mine. He drew his fingers along the side of my face barely touching the skin and ran his forefinger across my ear and around the inside of the lobe.
There seemed little point in protesting now as my initial silence gave him authority over my wishes to participate in what he wanted to lead me into. My mind was still racing with the moral issues that was deep ingrained in me from my infancy, on the other hand this man! This encounter!, was also turning me on.
I tried to say something but my mouth was dry, my lips seem to stick together, almost the last defence mechanism being shut down. Dave seems to sense this futile resistance and placed his forefinger on my mouth to finalise any protest that may still lay within me. We continued to hold hands for little while and I was unsure how we could move the situation along, Dave had taken the lead so far but now seemed hesitant as to what next.
So I put me hand around the back of his shirt collar and drew my fingers along the material and down to his tie. He had loosened the tie earlier because it was warm in the boardroom. I then sort of hooked the knot under my fingers and slid the neckpiece downwards, it slid off well as the material was made of silk. I then pulled it through the loops and let it fall to the floor. The top button on his shirt was already open which I was grateful for as its always the most difficult,
My fumbling on the next buttons can only be put down to me being used to blouses and not mens shirts. After unbuttoning the last one I pulled the tail out side of his trousers to free off any restriction that may hinder in any way.
We stood for a moment or so not going any further, perhaps just to take stock of the situation. Dave’s breathing had now changed to a more deeper and longer breaths as he became also more and more turned on.
He's whole chest area was now to my expose, for me to do what I like, but for a few seconds I didn't I guess it was through lack of experience, If he had been a woman! the breasts would have been my desire and I would have known what to do. So I did what I thought I would like and run my hands around his waist running them across the bare skin. He's body sort of jumped a little, I guess through shock, and suddenly he whispered in my ear “Jim, your touch is is....” but he never completed the sentence as my touch silenced him from saying any more.
He had little hair on his chest only around the aroa region which was fine and silky. I ran my hands up the sides of his body and then on to his nipples, they had become hard and extended under my touch. I like this myself and often do this when I am self gratifying myself. Dave gasped and squeezed my fingers harder on to his nipples, I was happy that the actions I was extending to Dave was heightening his sexual responses and he was giving me green lights all the way. And his ragged breathing and cries of joy was making me neglect my own responses that my body was making on me.
At this point one invisible problem was becoming to be come apparent, I favour boxer short underpants with the button fly. and Our actions together was causing my now greatly enlarged cock to take a path through the fly button of the boxers and was lodged in the space between the boxer and the trousers. The constraining action was causing me some pain and I tried to withdraw my pelvis back wards to reposition my cock to relieve the discomfort on me. But I was to turned on to be successful.
Dave being a man himself seemed to recognise my problem and now took the lead, he touched the front of my trousers and rubbed the point at which my cock was touching the material, he withdrew his finger and showed me his finger tip. He had gathered wet lubricant from the material and with his forefinger and thumb he drew a string of the natural lube between them. Dave then cleaned his fingers by licking the lube into his mouth.
He then kissed me again and I could taste my own fluids on his lips, but this time a long sensuous kiss that lasted a long time in which he ran his hands again around my ears and face,
I was beginning suspect that this was not David’s first encounter of this type. I liked it when David takes the lead in this situation as he seems to have more experience than I. He motions to the easy couches in the corner of the boardroom he took my hand again and this time I have no hesitation of following him. as we walked across the room I still tried to attempt to get a more comfortable position for my strangling boxer shorts, however by the time we reached the couches I still hadn't been successful.
Dave took my hand,spun me around and lowered me into the couch, he then took up a position to the left of me. “are you ok with this” Dave said, I nodded, and knew what he meant by that comment.This was the point when it really started, at any point before this I could have possibly reversed out of the situation without losing to much face. Dave leaned over me, his bare chest visible through his unbuttoned shirt. I tried to stroke this flesh but he said no.. I want you to only concentrate on yourself, I nodded agreement.
I could see clearly that the mound in the front of my trousers was were David’s hands were now focusing as he pulled in my waist band to release the clip, and then skilfully popped open the button that the clip was concealing. Thankfully the suit I was wearing was of some quality and a decent fly zip had been stitched in to the trousers. His fingers found the release tag and rested there for a moment or two, for me this only heightened the anticipation of what he was going to do to me. With the gentleness of movement from his fingers the mechanism started to move downwards. I closed my eyes, and then immediately opened them again, I didn't want to miss anything.
Dave stopped the action when the fastener was half way down, and for the first time since this little adventure started, He spoke very clearly to me “ Jim,” he said there is still time to stop if your not ok with this, the question was academical and I knew it would change my whole outlook on how I would view own sexuality. I motioned for him to continue. The drink and the expensive perfume had already played havoc with my sense of rational reasoning as I was already on a high plateau sexually.
Dave restarted the downward motion of the zip fastener my cock had been straining at the material which encased it, but now with the loosening action beginning to give relief I began to feel myself slip through the widening opening of the suit trousers. As Dave reached the end of the fasteners travel I fully emerged in to the open, I couldn't believe how big I looked, I cant remember a time I was more aware of size. The skin on the tip had beautifully rolled back to reveal the darkening glans, which was coated in natural lubricant, the eye was secreting the clear liquid and a thin string of fluid was suspended between the tip and the boxer shorts.
I was also aware of the cooling effect of the air as I lay exposed to his gaze. A few moments past as both of us just rested a little,then he ran his finger across the top of the glans, it felt like a electric shock had just gone through me. my cock jumped and expanded more still trying to escape the
confines of the boxer shorts. He ran his finger up and down the shaft collecting the clear fluid that had accumulated from the weeping tip and swirled it around his finger not wanting to miss a drop and again licked up the sweet tasting liquid. Mm mm.. was all he said. His hand then found the elasticated waist band of my offending boxer shorts, he smiled for a moment and said, let me help you out here Jim.
He lifted the waist high and took them over my erected cock which slid easily through the button fly, the waist band he then tucked under my balls after pulling the scrotum up to gain a little space.
Again a moment or two past and I wonder what would happen next, I didn't have to wait long.
He took hold of me with his hand and curled his fingers around the shaft and as he lifted me the gathering fluid was drawn to the tip again, his hand retracted pushing me downwards again but leaving a accumulation of lubricant at the top.
As he began to grip me tighter he pushed his tongue in to the pool and lapped around the the top gathering all the fluid that lie there. Then just to make sure he then opened his mouth and slid himself down the shaft until he reached rock bottom. The shock for me was overwhelming, in my life nobody had ever done that to me before. Not even my wife. felt my testicles boil and felt as if I could have exploded in his mouth right there and then, my mind was trying to not focus on what was happening to me.
He applied suction for a few seconds and then slowly withdrew his mouth leaving me again exposed wetting my cock as he disengaged from me. I was again made aware of the cool air that was circulating my loin area as the wetness evaporated the heat. Dave smiled at me, he knew that I was all his and he could do what he liked with me. Some how I felt very vulnerable no longer being in charge of the situation that I was now involved in but wouldn't change the situation.
Dave told me how he has always fantasied taking another man in his mouth and the feeling it would give him to be in charge of somebody else’s sexual destiny. He told me that he envy the role that women take over a man in that situation and what he would like to experience when the man finally climaxes in his mouth.
I was glad he told me this as it now becomes clearer to me the role that David wants me to play for him, he never as yet mentioned his own climax and how he would like that to come about. For the moment I could now see the way to go and resumed the lead role again, David I said, but this time in a more commanding voice, you have brought this situation on yourself and there is nobody else to blame..echoing some of my mothers own words I have heard in my youth.
I laughed a little at that. I have come to this party tonight expecting to dance the night away, but you have distracted me. I smiled again, now I need to shoot the contents of my cock in your mouth and make damn sure you swallow every last drop.. He nodded in agreement and silently accepted the terms of my request, in the past I had at least dipped the tip of my tongue in my self generated semen to see what it tasted like but hadn't attempted to swallow any, perhaps I am missing something here I thought. David took in a deep breath and again lowered his mouth down towards my naked cock and began to tongue the tip using small circular motions. Another thought then entered my mind and I exposed it to him as it might encourage him to keep the agreement. Don’t forget David I said, we have no tissues to clean me up, so I need you to do this for me. Again he nodded in agreement and then said “I know”. I fell silent then as I didn't want to further disturb him it what he was about to concentrate on. He resumed the circular movements on me, but the disturbances had let me drop back from my recent heighten state and I needed him to rebuild me again.
Again his tongue became like a caressing sex toy as he started to lick up and down the shaft and then proceeded to carrying further attention to the tip and glans, I naturally took hold of his head and slide my hands up and down his face, my fingers caressing his skin and then his ears. I had read some ware that the skin is one of our most intimate sexual organs and David was enjoying the moment as I brushed his.
I was now beginning to regain some of that lost libido and was experiencing some symptoms of a pre orgasmic state, I had been watching the window for a while and the London skyline but turned again to see him. He opened again his mouth and lowered it for the second time to engulf my entire widows memory. Again I felt the power of his suction being applied to me, now it was my breath that was ragged and irregular. I could fell the effect of the endorphins racing through my brain and bringing on a state of euphoria which was being transferred to my cock.
David’s mouth was sliding up and down on me, every time he broke the top I could see the wetness that his mouth was making on cock. I was getting closer to the point of eruption and a image of a volcano speed through my mind.
He suddenly stopped and I almost gasped in disbelief, he removed his mouth and replaced it with his hand, curling his fingers around the shaft. He then continued but this time using a slow rhythmic up and down motion of his hands.
This new phase he was taking me on was exquisite, quite different from a few moments ago when I thought he would finish me this way. On the upstroke he was gentle but when he reversed the stroke his touch was much firmer. It took a few seconds to get used to this new style of touching but soon resumed my journey to eventual orgasm.
Because he was no longer using his mouth I could now see my cock end and wasn't being cleaned by Dave's mouth on every stroke. I was aware of a dryness in my own mouth and as the pinnacle of sexual pleasure continues to build for me. I now was fascinated by the fluids that were now seeping out of the eye and watching it change from a clear liquid to a more milky consistency as my internal muscles begin to mix seed into propelling fluid. Not that I know much about biology. I realised that I was teetering on the edge of a crashing orgasm and Dave also seemed to sense it to as he slowed down his strokes to prolong the phase I was now in.
He carried out about four more up and down strokes and then stopped on a up stroke, my eyes almost popped out of my head, I was there! my brain was telling my body that the time had come to surrender to the enviable, my heart was pumping so fast I could feel it in my chest. I took hold of my own nipples and squeezed them hard to increase the pleasure of impending orgasm. “David!!” I said in a almost inaudible voice, for Gods sake don’t leave me like this, I knew that that down stroke would be the finale trigger to release a pleasure torrent within me. My eyes just begged him to take the final action to release me from this eternal torment. I guess he read my mind and lowered his mouth over the glans of my cock whilst still holding the shaft in his hand, he teased it a little by applying some pressure with his teeth. I instinctively raised my backside off the chair to ensure a better contact was made between his mouth and my pulsating cock.
Dave made that final downward thrust but at the bottom of the stroke he pinched in the base and restricted the plumbing works, my muscles hit the first spasm however Dave’s final trick was delaying the onslaught of orgasm, I almost tried to prise his fingers away when the second spasm hit. Still I couldn't cum.. for crying out loud Dave, what game is this? By the time the third spasm hit me David had released his fingers and a full blown eruption was beginning to happen. Good to his word he closed his lips around the glans of my cock and accepted the first stream of cum that was delivered to his mouth, my ejaculatory muscles contracted again for a second blast of milky semen which Dave eagerly took in his mouth, my mind was completely in another universe by this time and I didn't care if the whole party a few doors away came dancing in.
I started to thrust upwards and into his mouth whilst my remaining contractions continued to deliver a constant flow of ejaculate to his eager facial orifice his fingers were still nipping the base of me and was helping to maintain the extra blood flow needed to increase the firmness needed to completely fill his face. When I had finished exhausting myself in to him he let his mouth open a little and allowed a little cock milk to be released and allowed to trickle down the length of my hard. Shaft as I finally thrusted upwards as his mouth descended downwards till he reached the basement and nosed in to my hairline, he fully closed his lips again and drew himself upwards carrying out a cleaning stroke removing any trace of the escaped semen. he looked at me and then opened his mouth so I could see that our arrangement had been carried out.
He hadn't swallowed any semen at the time of delivery but now he swallowed hard to seal the agreement that we had made. We sat in silence for a little while not knowing quite what to say to each other. David than took my hand and squeezed it again and just simply said “ thank you”.
I suddenly awoke, startled! And looked around, but the room was in darkness except for a chink of light around the curtains reflected from the street lights. I realised immediately it was a dream, my body was in a sweat and in a exhilarated state. It took me a few moments to come to terms with the wet dream I had just gone through, I slowly ran my hand down my body to check my pyjama bottoms and was meet with a wetness on the button fly. A dash to the bathroom confirmed that the dream was indeed wet and the clothing was saturated with nocturnal semen.
I had to remove the bottoms and place them deep in the laundry basket, take a quick wash and return back to my still sleeping wife. In conclusion I hadn't been sexually active for some time either with my wife or manually,my guess is that the dream and discharge was my bodies way of compensating for my lack of sexual interest I was taking in it. I haven’t since then allowed myself to repeat the long abstention from sexual activity to see if the results can be repeated, perhaps one day I will again embark on such a adventure
Kaidence
- 18.07.2020
- 5
- 0
