While I kissed Prisha and felt her breasts on mine, my dick was grinding into her body. I felt her hand move off of my back and then it cupped my throat. She bent my neck back and kissed me deeply, driving her tongue into my throat. And while she did this, my cock slid hard against hers. And I grunt and then moaned loudly. I didn’t want to cum yet, but I didn’t have a choice. My eyes slammed shut on their own and I groaned loudly, grasping on Prisha, having her hold me up. There was the feeling of shattering glass deep inside of my loins, the complete release of tension. Prisha’s tongue was still inside of my mouth, and I sucked down hard on her tongue, just letting the incredible sensation of the orgasm tear through me. And I felt big, wet spurts of hot white cum shooting out of my cock and landing on Prisha’s dick. Finally, the sensation ceased and I stood, Prisha holding me, panting in pleasure.
“I knew you were close, I didn’t know that was going to happen,” Prisha said after a moment. I broke our hug and stepped away, feeling ashamed. Weren’t folks with dicks supposed to pride themselves on lasting awhile? But Prisha was smiling.
“Sorry,” I said and she shook her head.
“It was so cute to watch you cum,” she said. Then we both looked down at her cock, to see my cum. I blushed when I saw her entire shaft and her balls were covered in my thick white cream. She giggled and then started to look around on the floor. She found the towel she had dried me with and started to pick it up. I was struck suddenly with a very naughty idea.
“No!” I cried out and she looked at me puzzled. I moved closer to her, grabbing the towel from her hand, “let me do it.” I said. She nodded slowly. I held the towel and looked at her for a minute, like I was going to use it. Then I dropped the towel on the floor at her feet. I knelt down on the towel and looked forward. Prisha’s cock, dripping in my cum, was just inches from my face. Prisha put leaned back two or three inches so her shoulders were against the wall. She put her hands on her hips and looked down at me. I looked up at her, around her long pretty cock and between her beautiful perky breasts, to see her radiant smile. I knew at that moment I loved her. And I wanted to do this more than anything else in my life.
I opened my mouth and took the tip of her cock into it. I heard her moaned and saw her hands clench on her hips. My cum was salty and thick on my tongue and her cock was hard. I started to slide her dick into my mouth, letting it move slowly. Some of my cum slipped into my mouth and I swallowed it down, tasting her skin and my cum mixed together deliciously. Some of my cum bunched up around my lips and dribbled a bit down my chin. I kept pushing her cock farther and farther, feeling its hard smoothness against my tongue, and finally into my throat. My eyes water and thick, viscous spit formed in my throat before I finally pulled the cock out of my mouth.
Prisha’s eyes were closed and she was panting and I pulled back so only the tip of her cock was still in my mouth. I put my finger up to my lips, scooping the little extra bits of cum into my mouth. Then I started to push her dick back into my throat again. There were still trace amounts of cum on her cock, not to mention the pre-cum that was dribbling out of her cock and into my throat. I moved faster now, sucking her cock and rubbing her copper thighs with my hands.
Finally, I pulled the cock out of my mouth, there was still some of my cum on her balls. I grasped her cock hard with my left hand, stroking it tightly. I dipped my head under her balls, and tongued it gently. Her balls were warm and soft, and my tongue pushed into her scrotum. I felt her balls move in her scrotum, pushed by my tongue. At the same time, I tasted my own sperm again. My entire mouth was coated in my white cream and I felt it on my teeth and against my tongue. My cock was already rock hard again and I used my free hand to pinch my aching nipples.
When I’d licked up every last drop of my sperm from Prisha’s balls, I moved back and put her cock in my mouth again. I stuff the cock to the side, into my cheek, squeezing it tight and occasionally rubbing it with my tongue. Prisha was really squirming now, and moaning. She put one of her fingers into her mouth, biting it to keep from screaming. Her other hand was kneading her breast roughly, pulling on her own nipples. She was saying my name over and over again, mumbled around her finger. I couldn’t stand it, it made me feel incredible.
But apparently, Prisha couldn’t stand it anymore either. I felt her hands grab my head and she pulled my face into her cock. I felt her dick pushing into my throat and again, my eyes water. And then my nose was buried in her belly, and her cock was pushed hard into my throat. Prisha moaned loudly, her entire body quaking with tension and then suddenly, she let out a long high pitched sigh and her body went limp. Then her cock started to pulsate in my throat. I could feel hot gobs of sperm shooting out of her cock and into my throat. I couldn’t taste it, her cock was too far into my throat, but I could feel it coating my esophagus and I could feel it warming my belly. Finally, Prisha pulled her cock from my mouth and collapsed down onto the floor next to me.
I lay down next to her and she wrapped her around me, smiling. We kissed deeply. She tasted my cum, her cock, and the thick spit that she’d drawn up when she choked me, but she didn’t stop. She seemed to like the taste, and searching my mouth with her tongue. We lay together on the floor, both of our knees drawn up and touching and our lips met. It felt lovely. But I needed more.
“Prisha,” I said gently, “You said you like… to lick assholes?” I said and she laughed. I guess my little question wasn’t quite as subtle as I’d hoped.