popped out of her mouth and the world beyond the confines of her mouth was a wet cold place and I didn’t like it at all. She made up for it, though. And then some. She did that thing where she twisted her fists around the head and then caressed downward in a hand-over-hand movement that left me aching, gasping, and made my hips thrust up helplessly.
Then her mouth was on me again, this time just around the very tip, sucking, her tongue flicking and rolling around as if tasting the seeping essence. She kept doing that, I think, because of the way I reacted. Then she added to it with one hand cupping and squeezing my balls and another pumping the center of my shaft, and that combination was all I could take.
I cried out, an embarrassing and unmanly whimper of absolutely gone from this world rapture. She didn’t stop. She kept her mouth on me, her fist pumping, caressing my sac with the same speed and rhythm as my shaft.
My hips left the bed and she moved with me, and I had to thrust, had no choice. She accepted it, moved with it, and my fists were knotted in her hair, holding on for dear life, just holding, gripping the thick mass of her lush hair and hanging on as she took me to heaven.
“Torie, oh fuck, oh fuck, Torie, I’m gonna come. God, oh god—Ohhhhh…Torie, oh Torie…” I gasped.
Her mouth left me and she clutched my balls in a rhythmic squeeze and pumped me and I roared wordlessly as I came, and came, and came.
My eyes flew open and watched as she watched me come, her fist unhurriedly pulsing down, and up, twisting, down, and up, and my cum spurted in stream after stream onto my belly; she had my cum all over her fingers, and she was watching avidly, aroused, as she drew more and more cum from me.
It was the most intense, unending orgasm I’d ever felt, and the way her palm and fingers cradled my balls and kneaded them as they pulsed was delirium-inducing, and then as I was nearing the end of the climax she finally began stroking me hard and fast—I’d thought I’d come already and couldn’t again for a few minutes at least, but oh god and holy shit she proved me wrong.
I felt it rising in me again, impossibly, and I made a strangled sound of blissed-out disbelief. “Holy fuck, Torie, what are you doing to me?”
Her eyes smiled, and she just shrugged, and kept going. Then, as I was about to erupt a second time, she slid that tight wet mouth on me and I felt myself convulse uncontrollably, and she moaned, and I was awash in a sea of white light, blinded by the force of what she was doing to me, something beyond an orgasm, something more. And she didn’t stop until I was panting as if I’d sprinted a hundred meters uphill.
Finally, when I was unable to move, choking on my own gasping breath, she backed away and just sat, watching me.
How long I lay there, wallowing in the throes of ecstasy and delirium, I don’t even know. But when I regained consciousness, she was still there, watching me.
“Hi,” she murmured, a pleased, thrilled grin on her beautiful face.
“I think I just…I think I died and went to heaven,” I mumbled.
She was blushing. Touched her lips, wiped at them. “I like how you taste.” Her smile brightened. “I wasn’t expecting that.”
“Was that…your first time doing that?” I asked.
She nodded. “Yeah.” A thoughtful frown. “Well, sort of.”
“Sort of?” That baffled me.
“I’ll explain later.” She dragged her fingers through the mess on my belly. “Don’t move. I’ll clean you up.”
I couldn’t move if I wanted to, and by the time I remembered how to move, she was off the bed and traipsing into the bathroom—and god, what a view. Her ass was taut, tight and round, shaking just slightly with each step, and then she washed her hands and rinsed out the washcloth and was coming back; the view as she returned was just as good, if not better, with the extra jiggle of her tits.
She saw me looking, stopped near the bed, weight on one foot, hipped popped. “Whatcha looking at?”
“You,” I said, “and enjoying the hell out of the view.”
I reached for the washcloth, but she shook her head. “No, let me.”
She wiped me clean with the warm damp washcloth, even lifting my now-flaccid cock and