“I bet it would feel fantastic as it plunged into me…..
“Stretching me wide….
“Opening me up…..
“Ready to take all your cum……
” Yea. Ready to take all your nice: hot: sticky: cum.”
He got me to pause for a short time, then signalled for me to continue. I thought that I must be on the right track if he needed to pause so soon.
“I can almost feel it driving into me…..
“Big……
“Powerful…..
“Throbbing, cock…..
“Actually, you’ve got me going…..
“My fanny is juicing for it……
“Waiting for it to penetrate me…..
“Taking me……
“I’m getting wet just thinking about……
“About you giving me a good firm fucking…..
“How are you going to take me……
“Possess me?”
A little clear droplet appeared at the tip of his cock. Mikey had told me about this but I’d never seen it before: precum. According to Mikey this is a sure sign of a high state of arousal, so I continued.
“Would you like me to bend over the table…..
“Sticking my bum out……
“With my legs spread wide……
“So you can see my wet cunt…..
“Eager for you……
“Eager and wet for your cock…..
“To take me from behind?”
“Stop, stop for a second.”
OK so I’m definitely on the right track. When he signalled for me to continue I was much more confident, knowing I was doing it right, so I let one finger slowly circle his bum, just as Carla had done with me, as I knew the nerves there are super sensitive. I didn’t penetrate him as Carla had done with me, that was for lovers.
“I am imagining you holding my hips, as you slide your cock in and out….
“Then fondling my tits…..
“Feeling my prominent nipples…..
“Do you like the way they stick out…
“Stick out because of your stroking them….
“Stroking them gently at first…..
“But then…..
“Pinching them hard as I scream…..
“Because I really do scream when I cum.”
The precum was flowing! Not just a drop but actually flowing. I slowed a little and pinched the head of his cock between thumb and forefinger and rubbed it between them.
“Or do you want me on my back…..
“With my legs wide apart……
“So you can watch your cock…..
“Watch it slide into my little pink cunt…..
“So you can see my face…….
“As you empty your balls into me….
“Filling me with your hot cum…..
“I just love that feeling….
“That feeling of a throbbing cock…..
“Filling me with.”
I never did get the sentence finished. The combination of the attention to his bum, the friction on his frenulum and his fetish for dirty talk did the trick. Hop! Hop! Hop! He didn’t squirt it far but he did squirt a lot.
I tidied up in the usual fashion and he patted me on the bum as he handed me the very generous tip with a smile and simply said.
“Fantastic: bloody fantastic!”
But no matter how many men I took into rooms, no matter what they wanted, I was always left day dreaming of that night when Carla had showed me how to give a massage.
Massaging a bloke is a one way ticket to, what is now known as, ‘a happy ending’. The route may be different but the destination is always the same. Massaging a girl is different and being massaged by a girl, well….
Well, the very thought excited me, as I remembered the sensations of her hands flowed all over my body. The sensation of massaging her, ostensibly to show what I’d learned. Then that kiss, the caresses, the new feelings she provoked as she penetrated my bum with her finger, and much more, the sensation as she withdrew it. I was beginning to realise just how much I wanted Cala, sexually, the little damp line in my white cotton panties was proof enough, if proof were needed.
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