The Start of Something Good Ch. 01

I got off his lap and returned to my spot on the floor in front of him on my knees. I pulled his boxer briefs off and again slid my hands up his thighs. I very much enjoyed watching his cock jump when I did that. His hands were on my shoulders, pushing my brown hair away from my face. I leaned forward and dribbled a little saliva on the tip of his cock, pulling it down with my hand to spread some moisture around. Lucky for me, there was some precum to assist. Taking just the tip between my lips, I looked up and smiled. "Mmm," I groaned in approval of the drops that were accumulating for me. Then, I got to work.

At first I just slid my mouth up and down getting a feel for him in my mouth. Holding him firmly by the base, I started to tease him with my tongue. He definitely liked that. He also responded more when my mouth was very wet. He hadn't stopped watching me yet, which was fucking hot.

I leaned back a bit and added my other hand, both twisting around the lower part of his cock in different directions while I sucked on the upper half, bobbing up and down. Luke's hands moved to gather my hair and hold on to the back of my head.

"So that's how he wants to do it," I thought. He pressed down just forcefully enough to make me moan around his dick. His hips began to buck a bit. So of course I slowed down a little.

"No!" he groaned. I couldn't help but giggle.

I began to jerk him off with a bit more intent, knowing that if I kept up the pace and grip, he'd come soon. I once again spit in to my hands and returned to jerking him off in to my mouth, my tongue teasing the underside of the head. Finally, his hands moved back to his sides and his head leaned back over the edge of the sofa. He was no longer watching me, which kind of made me sad and made me grip him tighter and suck a bit harder. He returned to watching me, and told me, "I want to watch you swallow my cum."

I sped up and he began to buck against my jerking him off. I left my hands around the base, gently cupping his balls with one thumb pressing up against his perineum, and I began to move my mouth tightly up and down him. "Fuck..." he groaned. Saliva was dripping out of one side of my mouth as I struggled to keep up with his bucking hips. His eyes were locked in to mine, and he put his hands on the back of my head and fucked my mouth in preparation for his release.

"Shit, I'm gonna come," he warned me as is body tensed. "Fuuuuuuuuuck" he groaned pushing me against his cock. I both hated and loved it at the same time. Rope after rope of cum hit my throat and inside of my cheeks as I sucked.

Once it stopped coming, I felt his tensed body relax and I began to squeeze and release the base of his cock, milking it for whatever cum might be left. Luke jumped when I did that. Once I let go, I noticed his breathing returning to normal. I continued to gently tease the head with the tip of my tongue until he really was finished.

I sat back and grinned at him, licking my lips. Hey, he said he wanted to watch me swallow his cum, so who am I to miss any of it?

I began to get up to head for the bathroom to rinse out my mouth and Luke pulled me back on to his lap. "Where are you rushing off to?" he asked.

Before I could answer, he brought my face closer and kissed me. I had never had a guy kiss me after a blow job. It took a second to sink in, and I went with it. I mean, I'd swallowed it anyway, right?

As we kissed, I began to instinctively rock back and forth as I straddled Luke's thigh, and I knew he could feel my soaked panties between us. He finally moved to pull the rest of my bra off and I was left in just my underwear. He pushed me to the side so I was left leaning back on his sofa.

Once he was above me, looking down, I ran my hands through his hair and pulled him to me for a kiss. But he moved further down. His lips grazed my neck, first the left side and then the right. I even felt him nibble a bit, likely testing the waters in case I didn't like anything on the rough side. I couldn't help but push my body against his, my hands gripped around his upper arms, nails digging in to his skin a bit.

As he shifted down a bit, my arms fell to my sides and I closed my eyes. Luke's tongue deftly circled my left nipple as his hand ran up the right side of my stomach towards the side of my right breast. I sharply inhaled and he laughed a bit at my response. As he switched his attention to my right breast, the leftover moisture from his tongue on my left nipple cooled in the air, stiffening the sensitive flesh even more. It felt like I was sinking deeper in to the sofa as I just let Luke offer his affections.

My legs were splayed as he settled between them to suck, lick, and nibble on my breasts. I've never been one to find extensive pleasure in my breasts, but today was different. Maybe it was that it had been a while, or maybe it was that I could tell he really liked them. I pushed my hand between our bodies, down the front of my panties in an attempt to give myself some relief. He sat up and pulled my hand off. "Silly girl," he grinned, and pinned my hands above my head and began kissing me again. His free hand then moved between my legs to rub my seriously hot and wet pussy through my panties. The rough fabric felt so good against my skin.

He looked at me, and thanked me for not being one of those completely smooth-down-there types. I take care to stay well groomed, largely because I always have not because I plan ahead. My waxer is one of my best friends after all these years.

I began to rock my hips back and forth against his hand, feeling his knuckle drag between my panty-covered lips. I really needed to come, and let out a whimper as he moved his hand back up my stomach and chest, spreading my own moisture across my right nipple, which he quickly licked off.

"Luke, I need to come, please..." I sighed,

"I know you do," he laughed back at me, hooking his fingers under the sides of my now soaked underwear, and I obliged by lifting up as he pulled them off me. Finally. The cool air felt refreshing against the dampness between my legs. He dragged his finger tips up and down my thighs as my own hands traveled to my chest.

"That's a good girl," he told me again, leaning down to kiss me again before his lips traveled lower and lower. First my neck, then tops of my breasts, down between them, my stomach - which tensed at the sensation, finally allowing his hot breath to pause just above my pussy.

"Oh fuck, Rachel," he said under his breath before diving in. His hands spreading my legs a bit further, dragging his tongue up, circling my clit before sliding down again. I felt my own breath stop for a moment. "Thank you, lord," I said to myself in finding a little relief.

His left hand move back up my leg again, brushing the skin of my thigh before using two fingers to spread my pussy lips and swirl his tongue around my cunt, his chin sometimes rubbing the skin just above my ass.

His lips settled around my clit as his fingers, now wet, dipped gently in an out of me. I couldn't see him, as the apartment had gotten dark the later it had gotten, but I could hear the sounds. The sounds of manipulated moisture and light sucking. I bucked my hips up in an attempt to have more of his fingers in me. He obliged and I gasped. He did not pull them out. Instead, he pressed them up, and lightly pulsed his fingers up and down inside of me while his tongue continued to massage my now incredibly hard clit.

I rhythmically moved against his hand to find some way to build to a release. There were no protests from him. His hands continued to flick inside of me while he traveled up my body to kiss me again, putting some weight on me around my pubic bone. It was pressure that I felt inside against his fingers and I let out a guttural moan. I put my hand over my mouth to stifle the sound.

"Don't do that. I love hearing you," he told me. I put my hand on his shoulder pushing him back down. Once his mouth was back between my legs, I spread them wide, inviting him to please just make me come. His whole palm mashed against me, spreading wetness, before dipping two fingers back in and pressing his palm against the top of my pussy above my clit.

"Yes, please Luke. Please." I pleaded. And he didn't stop. Instead he put his lips back around my clit and fluttered his tongue around it while his fingers pumped in and out, curling up on the way in. My hands moved to his head, pressing him in to me as my chest heaved up and down. I was almost there and he knew it so he didn't stop.

"Oh my god," I groaned pushing my hips up feeling that I was on the edge and there was no way back down. He pressed his fingers harder inside me and that was it. My thighs instantly closed around him wrapping my legs around his back trying to keep him from moving. I just moaned "Oh my god," over and over again as his flat tongue swirled around my clit, especially right above it. It felt like a giant bolt of lightning struck deep inside my cunt as I arched my back in pleasure. I did not want the sensation to end.

My breath started to slow and my legs once again splayed open, hands falling. I just felt limp and spent. Luke kept rubbing his hand in a large circle over my whole pussy as he rested his damp cheek on the inside of my thigh, which made me shiver. Soon enough, we were lying together in silence.

"It's getting cold," I noted.

"Good thing I've got this," he said, dragging a cotton throw over us. "You've got to give me a minute."

I thought he meant he couldn't go again and that was that.

"I'm really enjoying just lying here with you, if that's ok?"

He couldn't see my smile or flushed cheeks, but I think my large sigh was enough approval for him.

We huddled under the blanket, his head now resting on my chest and exposed hand twirling some of my hair around his finger.

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