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Subject: {ASSM} Cock by Gramercy (MF oral)
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Date: Wed, 02 Apr 2008 17:10:04 -0400
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Cock by Gramercy (MF oral)

   I pulled his cock out of the flap in his boxers and then just kneeled
there for a second holding it and looking at it.

   The head was smooth and almost heart shaped.  the shaft was hot and I
could feel his heartbeat pumping to it.  I moved in and I heard his breath
catch, but I could pull my eyes away from his cock.  The word kept echoing
in my head and I couldn't pull my eyes away from it.  Cock.  Cock.

   I could smell him, musky and hot and with that particular boy smell.  My
pussy was slick, hot and unbelievably awake.  As I moved I felt the lips
slip against each other and it made me wince with hunger.

   Once the head touched my lips I just pushed forward.  I imagined it many
times, alone and in bed, fingers searching, breath hard, hips lifting in
that longing dance.  Once the head slipping into my mouth and my tongue
slipped under it and then he was pushing himself in I felt like I would
come right there.

   I sucked and pushed forward.  I remember thinking that it tasted
somewhat like sucking my own thumb, only different.  He groaned when I
sucked hard, one of his hands clutched my shoulder and the other my head. I
liked that.  I felt owned, I felt real, I felt filled up and whole.

   I could suck half of it.  I slipped it out and my lips dragged across
its hardness.  The skin was smooth, slightly bumpy with veins.  It was hot,
it felt like sex.  I sucked it slowly, back and forth, breathing through my
nose.  I sucked it and cupped his balls, felling their odd softness.  I
sucked him and he moaned and whispered little dirty things.  "Fuck" and
"God damn" and long hissing "Yes".

   We had been playing around for over an hour before this.  His hands up
under my shirt, down down into my jeans.  We rolled around and had been
getting worked up for a long time.  When I started really sucking, really
pushing my mouth forward so my lips felt dry skin I hadn't been able to
suck yet, I heard his breathing quicken even more.  I pushed and pulled my
self forward and backwards, feeling the head of his cock against the top of
my mouth and my tongue.  I was hypnotized by the rythem of if.  In out, in
out.

   At some point my hand came up and grasped the base of him.  I held him
straight and just sucked the tip, my mouth to tired to do much more.  I
wasn't used to this, but I wanted to keep going.  I wanted it all, but I
couldn't do that yet.

   I let my lips tighted around the head on every outstroke.  I sucked and
licked and made my mouth wet and tight for him.

   When I felt him stiffen, stand taller, grasp my shoulder and whimper
little warnings, I felt this burst of adreniline thought me.

   "I'm...  it's almost..."

   I started sucking faster, one hand on the base of his cock and one on
his hip, pulling him into me.  As it got faster it was almost like he got
scared, he wanted to pull away, but I kept going, I wasn't sure exactly
what it would be like until I felt his whole body tense up and then it shot
into my mouth, hot and new.

   It shot and shot and he grabbed me hard.  I had to pushing him deep
inside my mouth to stop him from slipping out as his hips bucked.

   Then he was still, his body limp, but his sex still half hard.  I
swallowed, but it was strange and it coated my mouth and would quiet go
down.

   I pulled away and looked around for a drink, finding a glass of water
near us.  I drank deeply and watched him as he sat down, panting and giving
me the oddest look.
   Notes: This is my first story.  Comments to gramercy9@gmail.com

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