| Straight: Serial Stories: Nancy: Revisited (1/3) |
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‘I think I have the wettest, happiest pussy in the county! ... No! The whole damn country!’ Nancy said. She held my phoenix of a cock in the circle of her hand. “Oh! He’ s starting to grow! … Look at him grow!” She said, “Is he gonna go back inside me again?! … But, no, I’ m gonna play with him a little first; suck him maybe!” She did a little dance on her tiptoes, all the while holding on to my growing ever-larger cock, her ample tits bouncing up and down. We watched him grow out past the last of her fingers. “He likes me!” she said; she touched the tip of a finger to the little slit in his head, brought away a silvery drop of pre-cum, tasted it with her tongue. “I think your cock likes me!” For ten years I had known her: flirted with her, lusted after her, jacked off imagining licking her, sucking her … fucking her. And now she had called, “Bring your camera, come and take pictures of me, come play with me; come and …” She sank to her knees, held him in both hands … held my balls in one hand, cock in the other; she pressed him against her throat, against her cheeks … first one and then the other. She ran her tongue along the bottom of the shaft, from scrotum to tip. “Oh, he tastes so good. I taste me on you! … Oh, he tastes so good!” She took the whole of my vermilion head between the purse of her lips, swirled her tongue round and round, nibbled with the sharp of her teeth. “Can I suck him?” She looked up at me imploringly. “ … Have all of him in my mouth?” “Can you?” I asked back. “Can you get him all in your mouth?” “ … Is it a test?” she asked, “See how much I can…” She never finished the sentence; instead dove forward onto him. Suddenly I was throat deep inside her mouth … her lips sucking, her tongue swirling. She grabbed my ass for something to hold onto, traction; I caught a handful of her hair, the back of her head … pulled her forward. Nancy shifted to a slower, longer stroke with her head and mouth; forcing me deeper into her mouth, her throat, with each forward thrust. When she moved backward she moved to the point of almost losing him, my cock … then sucking him all the way to the tip with strong lips. Suddenly she squeezed hard with the fingers of one hand up near the base where cock joined testicles and groin. “Don’t come yet!” she urged me. I cursed! “Play with me some! … Do things to me!” she said. I kissed her, my tongue deep in her mouth, bit her upper lip; I squeezed her tits, rolled her nipples between and forefinger; I ran strong hands and kneading fingers down her torso; I held both ass cheeks in my hands, reached fingers deep into the place where her legs and ass and pussy and pubic area all come together; I ran both hands up and down the length of her fine, firm legs; I took great mouthfuls of the point of her ass into my mouth, bit … left marks; I licked the |
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Go, Nancy, go ---
