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As the river continues its soft gurgle, I hear your breathing return to a semblance of normal. I glance up at your face. The moonlight is bathing it in a soft light. Your eyes have been dulled by your recent climax, but a playful lust is returning to them.

As you watch my mouth, lips, and tongue softly kiss and caress your smooth inner thighs and still dew-covered lips, your eyes brighten. Before stopping, though, I run the tip of my tongue slowly but firmly across your heated lips, flicking your still hard clitoris before pulling away from your womanhood.

A smile rests upon my lips as I watch you shudder at this parting touch.

Night has descended over us, covering us in its dark and jeweled blanket. The cool air of late summer insulates us… for now. The night sounds are increasing as you lift and swing a leg away from my face.

‘Now you’re mine,’ you state confidently. ‘I’m going to take you with my mouth. After all, like deserves like… right?’

I nod my assent and feel my… anticipation… growing as the image of your lips holding my cock flashes into my thoughts.

‘Lay on your back, Baby,’ you say as your hands reach for the bottom of my shirt and pull it upward and over my head.

Now I feel the night air on my uncovered chest and stomach. You toss my shirt toward the growing pile of discarded clothing.

Your right hands rests alongside my left cheek as your lips seek mine. Our lips touch and part to allow our tongues to touch. You taste yourself on my lips and smell your scent on my face. My lips close and capture your bottom lip, sucking gently as my tongue runs along its length. My teeth close and bite firmly on your lip. A deep moan escapes from within you.

You pull away from our kiss, ‘Hey, it’s my turn, remember! On your back!’

Your left hand now pushes me backward and your fingers trace the contour of my chest and tightened nipples, pinching them playfully. Your right hand brushes the hard mound that is present in the front of my shorts, and your fingers trace the length of my shaft, which lies beneath the fabric.

Resolutely, your hand palms my cock and presses downward, moving in small, tight circles. My breathing quickens.

‘Are you wet, Baby?’ you ask innocently.

My response is a husky, ‘Yes!’

You chuckle, ‘Of course you are… You liked tasting my pussy, just as I like tasting your cock…’

Your voice is silent as you pull my shorts down from my waist. My erection stands before you, rigid and swollen with anticipation… With my clothing finally removed, you settle between and spread my legs apart. Your hands touch my thighs and slowly move upward and inward. My cock leaps at the thought of your touch.

A hand reaches my scrotum, and you graze my weighted balls lightly with your fingernails. The moan of pleasure you hear indicates how much I enjoy your touch. Emboldened, you cup my sack in your hand, rolling my balls around with a slight but constant pressure.

Slowly, your fingers move up the length of my shaft, encircling its width and feeling its hardness. A lone finger arches over the smooth head, spreading the growing precum across the surrounding surface.

Grasping my cock firmly, you draw it toward your mouth, part your lips, and extend your tongue to meet my manhood. My buttocks lift upwards as my back arches, wanting (desperately) for you to take me into your mouth…

My head is forced back quickly to look upward into the night sky. I feel your hot breath on my now throbbing shaft. I feel your tongue connect and lick my glans. A purr of delight is heard, implying that you enjoy the sweet and light taste of the precum glistening on the head.

You circle my head with your tongue and lick swirls of moisture up and down my shaft. I feel you shift and tease the underside of my cock, tracing a path from my scrotum to the glans, and back down again, stopping only to suck the heavy balls more fully. Your actions create the sensation of your taking me completely into your mouth. The heat of your mouth on my balls in the cool air is intense.

I bring my head forward to watch you. Your eyes are cast upwards, and we stare into one another’s eyes. The physical sensation and associated emotion are so intense! My toes curl involuntarily in response. You lick your lips and start to ascend to the wetted top of my veined shaft. Your hand grasps the base of my cock and begins to stroke the shaft in time with your tongue’s ascent.

Suddenly, your tongue has stopped because your mouth opens. A slight pause, though, and you look up again, your eyes shining in the moonlight.

‘I want to taste you… fully. Do you understand?’

‘Yes,’ is my only response.

My heart begins to race, knowing what you’ll do next to make certain your stated want is met. Once more, your tongue is extended, and its tip flicks lightly across the hole atop the crown, probes, and spreads the same open.

Again, you lick your lips, and then lower your head over my cock, drawing it into your mouth. I gasp at the unexpected suction that the tight embrace of your lips create. You continue to suck, pulling the length of me into your mouth. Your tongue swirls around my cock as you continuously engulf and pump my rigid manhood with your mouth.

My left hand searches for and finds your hair, guiding your head (and mouth) along my shaft. I groan my pleasure, adding its sound to the other animal noises of the deepening night around us. You release the seal your lips have had on me, but your tongue still works the length of my shaft. The sudden absence of your mouth from around my cock only highlights dramatically the chilled air.

I thrust my hips and shaft into your mouth.

‘Patience, Baby…’ you say through a mouthfull of cock.

You start to suck me anew… slowly… fucking me with your mouth. I hear those wet, sucking sounds that your mouth makes when the seal formed by your lips is broken. My balls begin to tighten, and you seem to sense it. A hand begins to fondle and cup my full and aching sack. You change your movement along my cock by placing noisy kisses along its length, as your tongue licks my hard pole between kisses.

‘Please,’ I beg.

With that, you increase the intensity of your kisses, ending them by sucking my shaft deep into your mouth. You begin to move faster, and your hand once again strokes the base of my cock in time with the movement of your head. I’m gasping for air now, watching your hair brush across my hips with each downward thrust. The sight before my eyes (my cock repeatedly disappearing into your mouth only to reappear wetted by your sweet saliva), increases the intensity of a pressure that has centered in my cock and balls.

You place your hands atop my hips, and pump my shaft faster. Your saliva travels down the length of my pole even as you suck inward to capture it. Hands moving to cover my hips and rotating downward to grip my ass, you pull me upward. Your nails press into the hot flesh of my buttocks, making my hands plant themselves by my side to better position my cock for your mouth.

The pressure is building!

I need to cum, but want to enjoy fully the centered pleasure that has begun to erupt within the base of my cock.

‘Hon, Hon…’ I choke forth.

Sensing my pending release, you motion for me to stop thrusting. You furiously work my shaft, forcefully pushing your mouth onto my cock and reaching the opening to your throat. One hand moves to my balls, kneading them almost painfully, while the other grips the base. My scrotum tightens…

I grab your head with both hands, as I feel the cum being forced up and through my shaft. You sink your head down, engulfing me to the base.

‘Ahhh!!!’ A sharp gasp and extended groan signal my release.

You feel my hot seed splash repeatedly against the back of your throat. You pull up involuntarily to swallow bu
t remain sealed to my cock. Another spasm, and I feel a thick and heated strand of cum deposit itself into your warm and waiting mouth. You begin to move along my length and suck yet again. I sense the movement of more cum from the tip of my cock as you continue to milk me with your mouth.

Once satisfied that you had collected all the cum that my cock would yield, you rise and lean forward to meet my lips. I draw you close with my hands holding your face. We kiss deeply, and I taste the saltiness of my semen on your tongue and lips. This new taste joins the one that continues to linger on my mouth from your sex… The resulting taste and scent are so erotic!

As we break the kiss, our bodies tremble in the echoes of our love making and in the soft, cool breeze of the advancing night. We stand to stretch, and goosebumps appear on our exposed flesh. As we look at one another intently and searchingly, we embrace to keep warm. Looking as one upon the river, your hand travels once again to my semi-hard cock between us, pulling its head close to the waiting lips of your warm pussy.

‘You’re not done yet, Baby,’ is your warning to me…

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