Page 21 of Home for Christmas
“Does…does it feel good?”
“Fuck, yes, it does!”
Her hand doesn’t wrap all the way around it and that just makes me hotter. How the hell am I going to keep from blowing my cum all over her pretty little face? When her other hand comes up to cup my balls, I can’t fight back the moan that jerks out of me.
“Oh, wow! Oh wow!”
“Are they sensitive?”
“Fucking everything is sensitive when you touch it. You could pretty much breathe on it and it becomes sensitive.”
I tighten my hand around hers which tightens on me. She’s so fucking sexy and innocent sitting between my legs with her hands full of me. I have to close my eyes before this is over before it begins. But it’s a mistake that I quickly recognize as just that.
While my eyes are closed, Marley -the little minx- runs her tongue up the side of the head of my dick. My hips buck and the hand that isn’t covering hers sinks into the mattress.
“God damn it, Marley! What…?”
“I just wanted to find out what it tasted like. I shouldn’t have…”
“Fucking do it again!”
“What?”
“Do it again! Take your tongue and lick the head like it’s a…a lollipop or an ice cream cone.”
Her little tongue comes out as I hold my breath waiting. When she runs the broad side of her tongue up the side of my cock, I take my hand away to plant both of them by my side. If I didn’t, I would have both of them wrapped in her hair pressing her head closer to me and I am determined to let her go at her own speed, only doing what she is comfortable with.
Both of her hands come to rest on my thighs as she looks up at me and sucks just the barest bit of me in her mouth. It’s mostly tongue but enough mouth I can feel the slightest bit of suction.
“I…we…” I swallow the words that seem stuck in my throat. I need to tell her I’m going to need a minute, but I don’t really want a minute. “Take…take the tip in your mouth, Marley. Take the head in your mouth, please.”
She slips those lips around me and I can’t fight it any longer, my hands come up and sink into her hair.
“What do I do once it’s in my mouth?”
“I don’t care what you do as long as you wrap those lips around it.” I add an afterthought quickly, “And don’t use your teeth. Wrap your lips around, sweet fucking…that’s…you’re really good at this. A fucking natural.”
She takes more and more of me into her mouth until I’m hitting the back of her throat. “Fuck! Sweetheart, if you want to measure it, we’re going to have to do it now or else you’re going to have to start all over again because I’m…I’m close.”
She pops off and holds out her hand. It takes me a moment to realize what she is asking for. I lay the tape in her palm and watch as she fumbles with the end of it. I help her hold the end to the root of my cock and wait for her to stretch it out as far as she needs to.
“Holy shit! That can’t be right, can it? Ten and a half inches!”
And I am feeling every one of those inches right now. The head of my poor cock is a shade of purple I didn’t know it could turn and the throb of my heart beats in the damned shaft.
“Now let’s, um, do it around it. What is the widest part do you think?”
I help her find it and try to sit still while she wraps the tape around it.
“Good Lord, how would you…I mean, would you…could you fit it inside a…a woman?”
“Yes!” God, yes! I would love to try too, but only with the woman currently kneeling in front of me. “It will fit. Made for that sort of thing.”
“What’s made for that sort of thing?”
“Your tight pussy.” I have no brain power to try to think beyond the truth. “It’ll stretch…”
“Even the first time?”