She bobs there a second or ten, her warm tongue bathing the length of me as she pulls back, gasping. With her hand, she strokes at my wet shaft as she stands to swing her ass back onto the couch.
“There. I think I got most of it.” She pulls the bowl back onto her lap and takes a handful, munching contentedly.
“Oh. Good. Good,” I say.
“Oh yeah. So good!” She lets out a soft, satisfied chuckle.
My cock and balls ache deliciously from her touch and tonguing. I can feel the coat of her saliva drying on them.
“Hank loves when I suck his cock,” she says suddenly. I’m careful to treat it as a non-sequitur, almost.
“I’ll bet! I mean, uh… what… what made you think of that?”
“Hmm. I don’t know, really. Maybe it’s the dark. I always blow him in the dark.”
“You mean all he has to do to get a blowjob is turn out the lights,” I ask credulously.
“No, silly, of course not. Well… no, I mean that whenever I do, the lights are usually off,” She leaves it for a beat, then adds, “Like now.”
“Oh. I see.”
“In the dark? Neat trick,” she giggles.
“No, I mean I understand.” I hear the sharp intake of her breath as she sees me grip my cock and give it a good squeeze and a couple of strokes. I hear her fingers working at her box in response.
“Can I tell you a secret,” she prods.
“You know you can,” I assure her.
“Hank thinks I give him blowjobs as rewards. He works hard for them. He thinks sucking cock is something I do just because he likes it.”
Moments stretch out as I hear her breathing. I prompt her, “But it’s not.”
“Oh, no! I suck his cock because I fucking love sucking cock. I love how it feels in my mouth. It’s so naughty, too. And I love the taste.”
She looks over at my hardon, bobbing with the beat of my pulse and smiles wryly. She scoops a mouthful of popcorn from the bowl, her other hand pressed between her thighs.
“I think we’re almost to the bottom of the bowl,” she says.
“Getting down to the buttery part,” I ask. “I’m certainly looking forward to licking it clean.”
“Yeah, my fingers are all greasy from that last handful.” She withdraws her hand from between her thighs and reaches for me, her fingertips glistening with her ‘butter’. She presses her gooey fingertips around the head of my cock, smearing it with her juices, and slides the length of her fingers down my shaft, twisting her palm against the underside of my shaft.
“So, do I count as a ‘so-and-so’,” I ask out of the blue.
“Huh?” She caresses my cock gently, tracing me with her fingertips,
“You said in the shower that one time that every so often you imagine what a nice cock so-and-so has. Just wondering if I’m in that category,” I say as she continues to fondle me.
“So… you’re wondering if I’ve ever wondered about your thing,”
“Mmm hmm.”
“Your cock.”
“Well?”
“Yes.
I groan and sigh. “Oh. Oh, that’s good,” I tell her. “Maybe I should come over there and get to the bottom of that bowl now.”
“Maybe you should,” she agrees, tugging on my balls.
I stand and her fingers slip from me. I slide in front of her and I’m just about to get down on my knees and find the bottom of her ‘bowl’ when I feel her fingertips brush my robe away to slide along my hips. Her breath washes over my cock and then her mouth is all around me and she’s sucking on me furiously, making hydraulic gluck-glk noises that drive me almost as wild as the situation and the sensation of her warm, eager mouth on my cock.
Becky’s hot mouth, unleashed on my eager, well-teased dick soon has my balls boiling. I can feel my cum start to rise. It only backs off a bit when Becky pulls her mouth from me and says, “I love it when Hank cums in my mouth. I love feeling his cock throb against my tongue. I love the taste and feel of his thick cum splashing in my mouth and sliding down my naughty throat.”
She attacks my dick again after that and I groan as she pumps her mouth on me some more. “I imagine that would feel amazing, cumming in your mouth like that,” I tell her, my breathing ragged and urgent. I’m almost there when she pulls her mouth off again.
“Sometimes though… well, often. I wish Hank would just grab me by the hair and fuck my mouth hard until he comes. He’s never done that. I imagine it would be so hot if he would just grab me hard and fuck my mouth and throat.”
Becky slides her tongue down the underside of my cock and swirls her tongue around my balls, then slides her tongue back up the other side.
“Have you ever fucked a girl’s mouth? Just pumped your cock into her eager throat?”
“Never,” I admitted.
“Mmmm,” she prompts as she slides her lips all the way down my shaft again. I’m so close.
I slide the fingers of one hand through her hair and grip the back of her head. My other hand slides under her throat and she leans foward eagerly. I hold her head and start to pump my cock into her. She moans as my cockhead makes wet sounds in her mouth. I feel her swallow hard twice. She groans around me and hums encouragement. “Mmm! Mmm-hmm! Mmm!”
I stroke all the way out and almost all the way in a couple of times and then I feel my cockhead slip into her throat. “Oh! Fuck! That would feel so fucking good,” I tell her. “I’d probably cum so fucking hard!”
Becky moans more encouragement as I fuck her mouth harder and faster now, my cum rising inexorably now. I’m gonna cum. “I’d be cumming so hard, so soon,” I warn her, “like right fucking now.”
I feel my urethra expanding around the first hot jet of cum as it rockets through me. I blow jet after jet of hot cum into her mouth. She swallows and swallows. I finally slip from her mouth and jet a couple final spurts across her lips and cheeks.
Still holding her by her hair and chin, I sink to my knees and pull her mouth to mine, lost in the moment. I press my tongue into her mouth and feel the gooey swirl of my cum washing across her tongue. I kiss her until we’ve swallowed it all.
Becky falls back against the back of the couch. “Wow,” she breathes.
“I’m just gonna get to the bottom of that bowl now,” I tell her, moving the bowl aside and sliding down between her spread thighs.
“Oh. Oh yes,” she says, “You want to lick all that hot butter, don’t you?” She slides her hips forward and spreads her legs wider.
“Yes, I do,” I tell her. Then I press my lips to her hot pussy and start shoving aside her meaty lips until my tongue finds her entrance. I roll the tip around her firm, wet vestibule and then slide the length of my tongue up between her lips until I find the thick nub of her clit poking out from underneath her hood.
Becky sighs and grabs my head as I suck on her juicy hot bud. I slip one, then two fingers into her entrance and swirl them into her tight pussy. I feel her hips press up to meet me as I suck on her gorgeous clit.
“What you said about sucking cock,” I murmur, between nibbles.
“Mmm?”
“That was so hot,” I said. “Thanks for sharing. It got me thinking.”
“Oh? Ah!” I nibbled on her slit some more then started licking up and down the smooth insides of her gooey inner lips.
“I just love eating pussy,” I told her and showed her. She groaned and pulled my mouth against her.