Make Me Cum

I wake from a dream of sugar plum fairies fucking in my head.
You're fast asleep, snoring lightly.
I see the outline of your half soft cock as the light peeps through the curtain.
It needs my mouth.
But even more, my mouth waters to taste you.

I slither down your side, so hungry for you my belly aches.
Lowering my head, I part my lips in silence.
A bead of saliva drips off my tongue, as I run it from the base to the head.
You groan and stir.
Your cock jumps at the warmth of my breath and spit.

I take you deep into my mouth as your cock hardens.
Chin resting on your balls as I wiggle and swirl my tongue against you.
I can feel you growing in my mouth, slowly, stiffening farther down my throat.
You place your hand on my head and moan.
My eyes look up to meet yours; you can see my smirk even with my full mouth.

I feel you lift your hips to get deeper, but I pull back.
I run my tongue, again, from the base up.
This time, I stop at the skin below the head, licking and sucking.
Running my tongue around the rim of your throbbing, purple head.
Then suck it into my mouth and circle it with my wet, hot tongue.

With my hand at the base of your rock hard cock, I let my spit coat you.
Working my fist below my mouth, slowly, teasingly, as I take you in inch-by-inch.
Your head meets the back of my throat with a thud and a grunt, as you fist a handful of hair.
I let it rest there for a delicious moment; we lock eyes and both know what's next.
Relaxing my throat, you slip in to my neck, with a startled moan.

You feel my groan vibrate.
I smile to myself as I flex my tongue against the underside of your cock.
Precum dripping down my throat.
Cupping your balls as you feel the tip of my tongue against them.
I slowly, almost painfully, pull my mouth back, with delicious suction the whole length.

You groan and stiffen further, hands on my head.
Pumping your hips into my face, harder, faster, edging closer.
Effortlessly taking your cock into my throat, so many times you lose count.
I gag a little, and you press deep one last time and hold still, letting me relax a second.
You allow me to take charge once again.

I jerk your hard cock with a quickened pace, as I work your head with my mouth.
Sucking hard and alternating between long stokes and deep throating.
You grunt and twitch as your hips lift off the bed.
So turned on by your sounds, your desire and need.
I want to taste you on my tongue.

You take your thickening cock in hand and pop up on your knees.
Stoking fast in front of my open, waiting mouth.
Looking down, you look in my eyes and see my desire.
Your body becomes rigid, your breathing deepens, and you moan hard and fast.
The first hot drop of cum hits my tongue.

I smile and groan, as another rope hits my lip and mouth.
Jerking so hard you lose aim and the next hits my chin.
Another hits my breast, just as the last drips from my chin and splashes down right along with it.
Slowing your pace, the final drops drip from your head.
You place your hand on my cheek you give a hazy, pleased smile.

You lay down, as I lick clean the final drops from your cock and finger tips.
I wipe the cum from my chin and breasts with your Dark Side t-shirt and toss it to the floor.
Placing my head on your chest I run my nails down your stomach playfully.
You tense and bat my hand away, then drag your fingers through my hair, smiling.
Satisfied, spent, together.

I tap your stomach 3 times, like morse code, and giggle.