The Other Night, Part 2 SIZZLE WITH SOPHIA

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I hadn’t really looked when I helped him out of his boxer-briefs.  Now, as he eased me back onto his bed, I got a better look.

I gasped.  I don’t know why it surprised me that he was so big, so thick.  If he heard my reaction, he didn’t let on … he just quietly climbed onto the bed beside me.

Pulling me into his arms, he kissed my lips, my face and then my neck.  They were soft kisses, yet insistent ones, as they moved lower until they finally landed on my breasts.  As he firmly took one of my nipples into his mouth, he moaned.

I’ll admit, there’s a part of me that was oddly detached from what was happening.  I think it was sheer disbelief that I was lying naked with the man who’d been the star of my fantasies for so long.

By the time he’d kissed, licked and sucked his way down my body, I was shivering in anticipation.  He looked up at me with those intense eyes of his and asked “Is it okay if I taste you?”

Too aroused to speak, I could only nod.  And when he lowered his head, I tensed.  Nerves, I guess.  But he was quick to calm me.

“Shhh,” he whispered, kissing me in just the right spot.  “Just relax and enjoy, Baby.  Mmmm, you taste so good!”

And then he stopped talking … and started licking … and sucking … and stroking … and before long, I was awash in pure pleasure.  My hips seemed to have a mind of their own, moving almost involuntarily.  He followed my lead, somehow knowing just when to lick a little faster here, or a little slower there.  And just as the pressure began to build, he reached up and squeezed my aching nipples into submission.

But the pleasure was so intense, he couldn’t hold them.  I arched my back, grabbed his head and pulled him even closer, as if that were even possible.  Mercifully, his tongue never let up its relentless assault on my clit.  Even as I writhed and wiggled, he kept at it, keeping the rhythm set by my trembling hips.

And then the explosion hit, taking me a bit by surprise.  Floating somewhere between paradise and ecstasy, I completely gave myself over to wave after wave of intense pleasure.

When I opened my eyes, I was back in his arms and he was watching me.  His goatee and lips were coated with my juices, which made me blush a little.  He smiled, but the smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.  That’s when I noticed how hard he was breathing.  He was aroused and barely in control.

“You good?”  His voice shook with desire.

Finally finding my voice, I answered “I’m very good!”  Emboldened by the heat in his eyes, I reached down to finally claim my prize.  I have to admit, I was a little worried … I wanted so badly to make him feel as good as I felt.

While I slowly began to stroke his big, throbbing dick with my hand, I began kissing all over that magnificent, chocolate body of his.  I teased his nipples with my tongue and got lost in those fabulous pecs and abs.  He moaned when I licked him, and hissed when I gave him a little nibble, just inside of one his muscled thighs.

Finally, I’d reached my destination.  Ladies, is there anything more beautiful than a great big, erect dick awaiting your mouth?  I think not!

As much as I wanted to ravish him quickly, I held back so I could savor it.  I kissed it.  I licked it.  I traced my tongue over every ridge and valley, circling his head like my favorite lollipop.  He enjoyed my teasing exploration … but not for long.  By the time I finally took him deep into my mouth, he was begging me to suck him.

Now it was me who followed his lead … going slower or faster based on his moans and movements.  Once I hit my stride with a nice, long stroke, using my mouth and my hands, I knew he wouldn’t last too much longer.  Out of the corner of my eye, I watched one of his hands grab and twist the bedsheets.  The other hand rested gently on the back of my head, holding me to the pace I’d set.

Closing my eyes, I settled into our rhythm, relishing the feel of his steely hardness against my tongue.  Again and again, he hit the back of my throat, and yes, I gagged a bit.  But I never stopped.  I just kept sucking and stroking, only occasionally pausing long enough to show his balls some love.

Now the hand on my head held me just a little tighter.  I gave in and let him guide me, climbing up higher onto my knees so that I could take it all in.  His moans were almost growls, and his hips began to tremble.  I picked up my pace, adding more suction action.  This drove him wild.

“I’m ‘bout to cum,” he mumbled.  But I already knew.  So I added a little more tongue action on the up-stroke and finally, he exploded with my name on his lips.  I swallowed with relish and pleasure!

Sitting comfortably beside him, and feeling quite pleased with myself, I watched as his tremors slowly subsided.  This time, when our eyes met and he smiled, his eyes smiled, too.  Wordlessly, he reached for me and pulled me back into his arms.

“You good?”  I asked, trying not to sound too smug.

Chuckling, he grinned.  “Oh, I’m real good!”

Stay tuned for the finale – Part 3 – coming soon!

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