What It Did To Me Ch. 02

Man: Hey, I've been meaning to ask you.

Woman: Uh huh....

Man: You said you weren't done before.

Woman: That's right, I did say that.

Man: You're killing me, here. Do I have to ask? If I ask, will you answer?

Woman: Ask and see.

Man: Will you please tell me how you...Please, tell me what it did to you.

Woman: You're so cute when you ask. Alright. Let's see...What did I tell you last?

Man: Something about this mystery woman being a pile of humanity and...your turn?

Woman: Cute. I would be convinced you didn't commit it to memory, but not so much.

Man: Whatever.

Woman: Alright, easy baby boy. I'll tell you the rest now. Come here. I have the urge to wrap my arms and legs around you while I do....

Woman: Now, I'll tell you I surprised myself with what I imagine next. In my imagination I walked to her; not you. In my imagination, she had something I wanted.

Man: That would be...?

Woman: She had you, baby boy. Or rather she had a part of you. To get what I wanted I had to prop her up against the chair. I had to spread her thighs apart. I stood up to kiss you -- it was an urge -- then I knelt down before the beautiful woman. I looked her in the eye and told her she had something I wanted. Still looking her in the eye, I lowered my shoulders to the grund and slowly slid forward until I was lying on my stomach.

Man: Oh, really? That's what you wanted?

Woman: Yes, that's what I wanted. I wanted to reclaim you -- your seed -- as it made its way back down to my waiting mouth. With that goal in mind, I lapped at her. I licked her pussy. I let the tip of my tongue play against her clit, I nipped at her lips, just to hear her moan. Then I slid back to her still hungy hovel and waited. With each swipe I was able to collect more and more of your cum. It was fun to play with, by the way. I didn't know if I'd enjoy that. I may still.

Man: Goal achieved?

Woman: Yes, smart-ass, goal achieved...in part.

Man: So is that the end?

Woman: Oh no, not the end. You were next.

Man: Should I be worried?

Woman: I wouldn't think so. You may surprise me, though.

Man: Perhaps you should tell me; just to see.

Woman: Gladly. I think you would have been turned on by that scene. It looks now like I would have been correct. In my imagination...you only watched, but you were entertained by the show. Or, at the very least intrigued. In my imagination you were next. I crawled over to you on my hands and knees and took your cock in my hand. I squeezed it gently. I was close enough to smell her on you. That reminded me of how jealous I was. I gave you a look; you understood I was not happy. Without a moments hesitation, without any playful interludes, I plunged my mouth fully onto your cock. The traces of her did taste nice; but recognizing that only made me hungrier. I had to remove all traces of her taste. I licked and sucked at your cock until I couldn't taste her at all. There was nothing gentle, nothing delicate, nothing tender in my movements. I wanted her gone and I was determined to remove her completely....Don't worry, baby boy, I didn't bite.

Man: Well, thank you for that. I'm sure I can trust that you never would.

Woman: Let's hope so....I knew I didn't want you to cum in my mouth. You were a naughty man. You needed to worship me better than that. I was not going to be your cum cup just then. When I could no longer taste her on your cock, I sat you down in that chair. I stripped down before you. I straddled your lap. I offered you my nipples to lick, nip and play with while I slid my lips and clit up and down the length of your cock. I wanted to cover you with my own juices first. I wanted to claim you for my own; even if it was just for this moment in time.

Man: Mmmm hhhmmmmmm.

Woman: I'll take that as you're still paying attention. Eventually, when your own hips started to search; when I could tell you wanted me as badly as I wanted you, I let my pussy play with the head of your cock. Then, when you started to whimper, I took you in fully. I rode your cock as only I could ever ride on your cock. In my imagination -- and in real life -- I came very quickly like this. In my imagination -- and in real life -- I came more than once like this. In my imagination -- but not real life -- you came, too. In my imagination it was quite the sight, quite the sounds, to behold. Even in my imagination it was something special.

Man: And then you were done?

Woman: And then I was done.