Raymond Thomas - The Young Swappers

She squeezed his balls a few more times, continuing her steady onslaught over his cock, driving her tongue up and down its full length, allowing her head to bob as the flowing action continued.

“Keep working your tongue,” he sighed, enjoying her steady tongue movements.

“I’m practically there, darling. Keep working it.”

Her fingers clutched his balls more determinedly than ever, and her head was bobbing more quickly than before as she placed him on the final pedestal preceding the burning orgasm.

He could feel the hot juices getting ready to surface out of his balls and escaping out of the end of his itchy pecker.

He felt that familiar itch in the tip of his cock that always preceded orgasm, and as she kept on with her steady sucking, he got set to unleash his juices.

A few droplets escaped out of the end of his rod, shooting into her mouth. They were eagerly accepted, and Faye squeezed his balls several more times, convinced that the big moment was at hand. She had been alerted by a few preliminary droplets of cum, but the huge stream was still to be received.

He let out a loud sigh. Joel’s whole body rocked as the deluge commenced. The hot white juices spilled like a tornado out of the end of his itchy penis and into her mouth.

Even though she was being deluged with his hot thick jism, Faye was enough of a sucking professional to be able to stay with the load, never losing her cool, determined not to lose even one precious drop of the liquid she had been seeking for quite some time.

The burning white juice kept on thundering out of the end of his long silky dick, and she removed her fingers suddenly from his balls, clutching at his legs as the orgasm continued.

“Go after it,” he exclaimed. “Go after every bit of my hot juice, honey. You want it, it’s here, it’s really here, you’re gonna get it. You’re gonna eat every bit of it.”

She stuck with his load until the last few droplets of joy juice had spilled out of the end of his pecker.

At that point she withdrew her tongue from his cock, happy that she had had the opportunity to suck out one of the best loads she had ever received.

“You really must have been horny,” she laughed.

“I just happened to be lucky enough to have a human suction cup sucking the stuff out of me,” he laughed, reaching out and tucking Faye playfully under the chin.

“I’ll be glad to give you any kind of suction you want any time you want it.”

“That’s the best offer I’ve had all day,” Joel acknowledged with a smile.

“Or any other day, for that matter. I wish my wife took your attitude about sex. There’s no hang-ups with you. It’s all pleasure.”

“Life’s too short baby, to think otherwise,” she winked.

“That’s the girl. You’ve got it all figured out. I’m the same way. Let’s give ourselves as many pleasures as we can.”

“Oh, yes, I’m all with you there,” she said.

To illustrate her point, Faye reached down once more with her fingers. She clutched at his cock with the fingers of both hands, eager to receive some more action from her lover.

“I’d like to see what else you can do,” she told him.

“You’re putting me on trial?”

“In a way, I guess.”

“I’ve got another hot fuck stored up for you inside my cock,” he said confidently. “As a matter of fact, you’re too beautiful to pass up. Sure, I want to ball with you again. I’ll spill some more juices into you.”

He reached out and ran his fingers delectably over her forehead. He liked the softness of her skin, and the longer he touched her, the harder he felt his cock becoming.

It wouldn’t be long, he knew, before his cock would be standing just as proud and as tall as it had before he had experienced his last orgasm.

For one thing, Faye was more than eager to help out. She reached out with her right hand and began to maneuver her fingers up and down the full length of his bulging pole.

“Turn loose,” Joel gasped.

Faye had been doing such a convincing job of running her fingers up and down his cock that he feared he would shoot immediately.

Faye released her fingers, looking over at her lover and smiling.

Joel decided that it was time for him to seize the initiative once more. After all, Faye had succeeded in getting his cock back up to where it had been prior to his orgasm. He was prepared to reward her with a good stiff fuck, but before he got around to using his cock, he wanted to see to it that he gave her plenty in the way of preliminary sensations.

He reached out with his nervous tongue, permitting it to slide over her left breast.

He worked it with great deliberation, letting the speed pick up as he went along, working his tongue with just the right amount of zest.

Once the pace began to accelerate, he reached out every now and then and nibbled at her nipple. His efforts were bearing great fruit, causing her body to sway with every passionate nibble or suck.

He worked his tongue alternately over each breast, getting her thoroughly in the mood for some more sex.

He reached out with both hands and grabbed her left arm, pulling it up away from the rest of her body.

“What are you doing?” a thoroughly startled Faye asked.

“I’m getting set to suck your armpit.”

“Groovy. I’ve heard of passionate men, but I’ll tell you the truth, darling. To this day I’ve never had my armpit sucked.”

“Then get set, because that’s precisely what I’m gonna do.”

“Tell me more.”

“Why should I tell you when I can show you,” he laughed.

He extended his body forward, reaching out with his tongue and permitting it to slip inside her armpit. His tongue slipped and rotated around every crevice of flesh, causing great waves of excitement to materialize throughout her body.

Faye enjoyed what he was doing for her, and the steady, overwhelmingly passionate sensations of his tongue continuing to come into contact with her armpit proved to be a wonderful surprise.

After he finished with the left armpit, he directed his attentions to the right. He worked his tongue like a steady buzz saw, driving with overwhelming enthusiasm against her armpit.

Her legs twisted and turned, and she rotated her body with his every effort, responding with great empathy.

He finally decided that he had worked himself into enough of a lather. That is, through the sucking route. From that point forward, he told himself, he would be putting his long, surging dick to work, allowing it to plunge inside her pussy.

He reached down and grabbed her ankles. It felt good to touch their smooth surface, and as he began to apply some pressure, she looked up at him with sex-starved passion.

“I want you,” she exclaimed. “I want your long hard prick inside my snatch.

Fuck my cunt, my dear. I need you slamming your cock into my pussy. Fuck me, darling.”

“No need to get impatient,” he laughed. “I’m right on schedule.

“Your tongue is too much.”

“It was all in the nature of a good cause, getting both of us ready for a fuck that we’ll never forget.”

“I’m with you. Send your surging dick into my mound. I really want it. I really need it.”

“You’ll have it,” he nodded.

He removed his fingers from her ankles, permitting them to maneuver upward to her thighs.

While his fingers danced with delightful satisfaction over the gently rounded perfection of her stunning thighs, he moved his prick forward, pushing it ever closer to her pussy.

In a blaze of glory he pushed his restless rod forward, letting it penetrate inside her wet, inspired pussy for the first, time.’

He listened to the soft moan escaping from her throat, then tightened his muscles as he moved tensely forward, penetrating her to the utmost.