David Crane - Door to door teaser

Her tongue came out.

She took a tentative lick at his flaring cockhead, just a single quick lap, then drew back while she savored the flavor on her tongue. It tasted even better than she'd hoped, she realized, thrilled by the taste, the texture and the beat of his huge peckerhead. She licked again her tongue fluttering and flattening as it swept up his meaty slab.

"Ummm," she sighed.

His cock, reacting to her tonguing, swelled even bigger. The huge purple knob was steaming and his balls had expanded as if they had been inflated. It was evident that the fellow truly was in need of unloading his cum.

The way his dick reacted to her mouth thrilled Sarah. She figured she must be doing it right, at least in these preliminary stages. She took another lick, then leaned back again and looked at the results. His cock was so vibrant and taut that it twanged like a bowstring. Under her soft tongue, his cockhead felt like a lump of steel in a smooth, velvet sheath.

She lowered her face and took a lick of ballmeat. His balls tasted different than his cock – pungent and tasty in their own right. She began to run her nimble tongue all around the bloated sac, dipping underneath and sweeping over the curves for a few moments.

Then she began lapping up the stalk with long, fluid strokes, her tongue gliding all the way from balls to cockhead as she slurped merrily away.

She already felt perfectly fluent in this tactile language of oral fucking, these linguistics of lust. The soft, moist syllables of sex rolled easily from her nimble, twisting tongue, and she saw that it required no Berlitz training to make oneself understood in this universal language. Her tongue stabbed the punctuation and rolled the soft vowels as she panted and drooled up and down his stalk.

Her head went up and down, neck tilting, so that she was able to lick up the hill length of his prick with lavish attention. His dick glistened with her saliva. It pulsated and throbbed and the dark, thick vein that ran like a seam up the ventral shaft was rippling as she traced it with her tongue.

Sarah gurgled with joy.

Merry as a cannibal with a missionary's bone, she savored the meaty delicacy.

Steve stretched his legs out, extending them along the floor, his feet angled outwards. His robe had fallen completely away from his loins and thighs now. His thighs were jumping with muscle and his heels drummed on the floor, beating out a tattoo of desire. He was panting heavily, and knowing how much pleasure she was bringing to the man, Sarah felt her own pleasure renewed.

It was more blessed to give than to receive, she thought, feeling very sanctimonious about it.

Then she felt the way her pussy was smoldering, and she knew that she might have a bit of trouble over that – that she was going to have to be on the receiving end pretty damn soon!

But she ignored the urgings of her crotch and concentrated on her first ever dick-lick.

She was truly appreciating this feast.

Sarah had not realized how varied the giving of head could be. Whenever she had thought about giving a blowjob, the only image that came to her mind was having the cock in her mouth and sucking away like a vacuum cleaner until the cock creamed. Now she saw that there were other approaches. From the way his cock was hammering away, she realized that she could bring him off with only her tongue, if she chose. Once she commenced a steady diet of Jack's dick, she could alternate between techniques, so that neither of them grew jaded with the act. She could lick him off, long-tonguing up the stalk. She could flutter kiss the bottom of his knob or slide her lips up and down the stalk as if she were playing a flute, or take that tasty rod into her mouth and bob her head up and down, or take just the knob into her lips while she jerked him off right into her greedy head.

Oh, the varieties were endless and all of them were attractive. But with Steve, as she gave her first blow job, she decided that she should experiment with each of the different methods instead of concentrating on one.

It was, after all, her first cocksucking experience, and she was entitled to enjoy it to the fullest.

Cock was wonderful, she thought dreamily as she lapped and laved up the stalk. It was so tasty that it could melt in your mouth.

But although she was ravenous for the creamy culmination, she was still in no hurry to terminate the act, wonderful as that would be.

And although he was obviously desperate to blow his wad, Steve was enjoying her mouth so much that he, too, wanted to prolong the pleasure as long as possible.

She continued to run her tongue up his shaft for a while, then changed her tactics. Pausing at the top of a stroke, she fluttered her tongue back and forth at the sensitive, tingling delta where his knob flared out from his stalk and the thick vein ran into the big, slab-shaped crown.

This caused his dick to jolt so mightily, that she paused, afraid that he could shoot his load before she had a chance to take his peckerhead into her mouth. It would be thrilling to see his hot spunk spurt from his knob, of course, but not as thrilling as having it squirt into her hungry mouth.

Lowering her lips to the root of his cock again, she fitted her lips around the underside of the shaft. Her tongue pushed out between her parted lips, lying against the thick vein, and she began to slide her head up and down, running his shaft through her lips as she rose as far as the head, then slipped back down to his bloated nuts. This made his dick vibrate and throb, and his cockhead began to flow like an incandescent lightbulb.

She paused again, sitting back and gazing at his cock while she allowed it to cool somewhat.

He looked down at her, smiling, his vision tilted across the hard planes of his face.

"You give great head, Sarah," he murmured.

Sarah whimpered with pride at the compliment. Since she had every intention of giving plenty of head in the future, she figured it was advantageous to do it well.

Leaning in, she began to thoroughly lave his cockhead, working her deft tongue all around the big wedge.

Suddenly a big blob of cum oozed from the cleft tip of his cockhead and started to slide down the knob, leaving a glistening wake like the track of a snail.

"Oooooh!" Sarah squealed.

Fascinated, she watched the creamy nugget glide sluggishly down the hot, purple knob. The blob hung suspended from the ledge of the cockhead, like a greasy dewdrop from a flower bulb.

Sarah reached out, her index finger curled. She gathered the heavy drop onto her finger and brought it to her lips. Her tongue flicked out, lapping it up, and she closed her eyes, shivering with desire as she let the succulent morsel slip around on her tastebuds, savoring her first taste of cum.

She let it slide down her throat.

It warmed her belly like fine brandy and, playing the appetizer, caused her mouth to water for more. She actually felt, hungry for his jism, in the same way she sometimes felt hungry for ice cream or caviar.

Another blob oozed from his knob.

Sarah dipped her head in and ran her flattened tongue up, slurping the spunk drop right off his peckerhead and finding that the serving dish was as tasty as the contents. She was eager to get his full load, to change from gourmet to glutton and sate her hunger on a glut of rich cum. Those drops had been so satisfying that she was fairly ravenous for the full feast.

She decided it was time to take his cock right into her hot mouth and pull the jism from him with a total effort.

Thus far, she had only used her tongue and lips. Now she fitted those lips to the tip of his cock and began to slowly feed it into her mouth. Inch by inch, she lowered her mouth onto his cock, her lips compressed and slurping as they went down. His knob slipped into her oral den and her lips collared the stalk and continued to slide down even as she thrilled to her first mouthful of hot peckermeat. Her eyes were narrowed and she was panting, her hot breath blowing right down his rod and wafting over his bloated, overfilled nuts. She paused, sighing happily, then went down another inch. Steve began to move his hips, fucking up into her mouth just a bit, but basically content to just sit back and enjoy her ministrations.