“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Lick me, Oogie!”
I pushed my tongue between my lips, and licked a little circle around her nub.
“Shit! Shit!”
June was very vocal when she was excited, I decided.
June’s grip on my hair was starting to hurt, but I continued to bathe her clit until I felt the squirting start again.
“Fuck me, baby! Oh, Oogie… Fuck! Fuck!”
I didn’t let up.
“Aaaaahhhhn…”
More licking… an occasional suck…
“Eeeeeeeee…”
The squirting stopped, but June’s orgasm continued. Her legs were wrapped between my shoulders, pulling me closer.
“Eeeeeeeee…”
I rubbed my tongue even harder…
“Eeeeeeeee…”
June was so cute when she came…
“Eee-nough!”
Oh, my! I pulled my tongue back into my mouth.
Despite her request that I stop, June’s hands continued to press my face into her crotch. Her crotch, in turn, continued to grind against my lips. She wasn’t being easy on herself.
“Aaaaaaahhhhh…”
Luckily, I could still breathe through my nose, and June’s arousal was intoxicating.
June’s hands loosened their grip, finally.
“I’m your fucking cunt whore pussy slave!” June said.
Finally, I was released.
I went back up and kissed June, again surprising her.
June sucked at my tongue greedily. I felt her suction pull it very far into her mouth.
At the same time, June’s hands found my organ, which was quite hard, and happy to shake hands with June once again. June took me in both hands, which was unnecessary with my organ, but was something that June probably learned from her experiences with Archy.
June’s hands were moving back and forth, rolling my dick between them. At the same time, they were moving up and down my shaft, at first going a bit too far, but quickly finding the right depth.
We broke the kiss, and June said, “Wow! You really did that. You kissed me after I…”
“You’ve never tasted your own excitement?” I asked, surprised.
June shook her head, but then meekly said, “Sometimes, when I… play with myself… I sometimes lick my finger afterward.”
“Archy has been hogging this wonderful feast for himself! How greedy is that?”
June giggled and started moving her head down my body until her lips reached my cock.
I have received blow jobs from a few girls. My favorite, of course, is Kristen. Kristen used a technique that didn’t require the use of her hands and she also took me deep. The only other girl that took me deep was Camille.
June, on the other hand, was much different. She used her hands, but only as foreplay. She used a twisting motion with two hands, and her lips followed her thumbs as they went up and down.
Suddenly, the hands moved away, and June impaled her throat onto my cock.
Kristen and Camille took me deep. June, on the other hand, took me DEEP.
After that quick impalement, June actually had her lips rubbing my ball sac… and she seemed to be able to go even deeper!
“Oof!” I grunted, shocked at June’s oral technique.
June slowly moved her head up until she was completely off my cock. “You like, little boy?” June said, a wicked gleam in her eye.
“Oogie like!” I said, trying to sound like the Hulk. “Oogie want more. Oogie like June!”
June giggled and without using her hands this time, returned to where her lips were caressing my balls.
The back of June’s throat was massaging the head of my cock. After about thirty seconds, June lifted her head off my cock again. “That’s just a taste!” June said.
“Oogie June’s slave for life!” I said.
Instead of deep throating me again, June simply started to lick the head of my cock. She knew exactly where my dick was the most sensitive, and teased and tantalized me at every opportunity.
I looked down and saw June kneeling between my legs, licking up and down my shaft. She saw me looking, and blew me a kiss.
June positioned her head on my cock and locked her eyes onto mine. She then lowered her head, millimeter by agonizing millimeter, her tongue flicking the little bit that she had in her mouth and my body was going crazy. I tried to push upward, but June seemed to have expected this and moved with me, agonizingly, just as I did with her earlier.
After what seemed an eternity, she had a few inches of me in her mouth and her tongue was dancing lively on the shaft.
Still June moved downward, never stopping, always plodding onward.
I’m not sure how long it took, but eventually, June had me very deep. I felt something on my balls, and I realized that it was June’s tongue. She took me completely and still managed to move her tongue out to bathe my balls!
Once again, June moved upward, but instead of coming off my cock again, she started moving back down. She started a new rhythm, quickly up and down my cock, not particularly deep but definitely in her throat.
June’s tongue was talented, and she continued moving up and down my cock.
“June?” I called out.
June didn’t answer, not wanting to break her rhythm.
“Please, June?” I repeated.
June pulled off my cock. “Yes?”
“Move into a sixty-nine position,” I requested. “I don’t think my heart can possibly withstand you doing this more than once to me!”
June laughed. “Your poor heart? You sound like Archy, you baby!”
“I though you were my pussy slave!”
“Ooh,” June said, reminded of her declaration. Of course, I would never hold June to that.
June repositioned herself so she was on top of me, and I started licking her.
“Comfortable?” June asked.
Instead of answering, which was difficult, I nodded, knowing she’d feel the movement.
June lowered her mouth back onto my cock, and restarted her quick up and down motion.
I tried to take my mind off June’s actions and consulted my mental map of June’s pussy. I made a tentative jab at what I remembered to be her clitoral hood, and her shudder told me that I was oriented correctly. I started to lick between her pussy lips, up and down, and once again avoided her clit.
It wasn’t easy ignoring what June was doing, because she was fucking talented. People sometimes describe me as a music virtuoso. I disagreed with them on that, but June was definitely a blow job virtuoso. She was to blow jobs what Picasso was to oil paints. She knew how to work her canvas and how to elicit the exact sensations that she desired to get.
I decided to try something with June that I knew Kristen liked. I moved my tongue so it was just touching her clit and then I stopped all movement completely.
June didn’t react immediately, but then I felt her hips press down, trying to move her crotch so her clit would move against my tongue. I continued to keep my tongue stiff and unmoving, allowing June to generate her own pace. This wasn’t easy for me, as it required me to keep my tongue out of my mouth and stiff for a while, but I knew Kristen loved it and I hoped June would enjoy it as well.
June continued to grind her hips to get the desired feeling. I could feel my dick thoroughly enjoying June’s oral attentions and when I started getting a bit extra excited, I suddenly flicked my tongue.
“Oomph!” June said as her crotch convulsed in surprise. She definitely hadn’t expected that. June’s mouth actually descended very deep once again, as my dirty trick threw her off her rhythm.
June, however, was the blow job maestro, and wasn’t off her game for long. I started to move my tongue around and around her clit, never quite touching it. June started moving her crotch again, but I was quite familiar with all the tricks girls would do in order to get me to touch that one special place.