Oral sex
There is something about someone who knows what they are doing. Oral pleasure may be the most intimate part of passion, as it requires patience, attention, and skill, not haste. Those who know how to provide it are remembered for a long time.
In this category are stories dedicated to just that. Slow teasing that lasts until one starts begging, complete surrender to another's tongue, the first time someone discovered how good it can be, and moments after which the knees can no longer hold.
Some are gentle and full of anticipation, others raw and unrestrained. What they have in common is that they know how to slow down where needed and speed up when the moment is right. If you value skill over haste, these stories are for you.
Inspired by real encounters between our members.
Sweet Semen of the Sweet Pastry Chef
I lifted myself slightly and grabbed a bit of vanilla ice cream from the display case and thoroughly coated the hot eggs with it. The ice cream melted slowly in my mouth, I sucked on the eggs and crushed them with my teeth, feeding on the melted mixture. The cock bounced on my face, persistently searching for a crevice to nestle into. I squeezed it between my fingers while continuing to lick the swollen eggs. After I thoroughly licked them, I lowered my hungry tongue towards the anus and gave it a little attention as well.
That Terrible Object of Desire
Then Branka sat on her roommate's bed, so that her crotch was illuminated like actors on the cabaret stage, spread her legs, and gently pushed aside her thong with her fingers. Around her full, swollen lips, where drops of mucus glistened, there was not a single hair, only a small, dark tuft, the size of a matchbox, was visible on her pubis. I took it as an open invitation, and at the moment he knelt beside the throne of his princess, it followed.
Mirta's Lips of Magic
Mirta has always loved oral sex, regardless of whether someone was satisfying her or she was the one whose lips provided pleasure, combined with the mobility of her tongue. And all her friends told her how long her tongue was, and they didn't just mean her talkativeness.
A Night of Saliva, Semen, and Pussy Juices
Renata offered her again her boiling and juicy little kitty for nibbling and licking. They both got so into it that amidst the screams of sweet terror, mingling with the scents, both the licking and the dipping of Nikola's tongue into Renata's deep pore could be heard. She was becoming more and more lustful and restless, riding almost breathlessly on Nikola and fiercely thrusting against her tongue. She climaxed with an animalistic scream, dismounted from the victim's head, and disappeared.
Loyal to the Mistress
Of course, that one orgasm was not enough for her, so without a moment's rest, she began to rub vigorously against my lips and tongue, as much as I could keep up with her, against my chin, nose, and forehead. For the first time since I had been satisfying her, her body was shaken by a series of short orgasms; she twitched as if someone was delivering sharp stabs to her lower back with a dagger.
Dish Restaurant
I had to sit on that big cock that was practically opening my womb; the other one penetrated deep into my ass. I screamed from pain and pleasure at the same time, but the big piece of warm meat from the third one stuffed my mouth. They closed all my openings and brutally fucked me, while their friend comforted and caressed me on my hair and face. Tears flowed from my eyes from pain and pleasure. The guests around us started clapping to give rhythm to these three strong fuckers, while I was just letting out inarticulate screams through my cock-stuffed mouth.
The Smoker
I grabbed her by the hair and thrust my cock into her lustful throat to the balls. As if bowing before some unknown, supernatural idol, she brought her mouth to my limp member, and while she gently wrapped her soft lips around it, I remembered the whole situation of how she arrived at the bar late, accidentally lifting her skirt too high as she sat down, leaning a bit cheekily towards the menu, revealing a shameless décolletage...
Hungry for Good Smoking
A few more times I gently pulled the moist skin and then took the cock deep into my mouth. Krešo was excitedly twitching in his seat, thrusting his long rod towards my throat. It slid smoothly in my mouth, playing with my dancing tongue. I briefly pulled it out of my mouth and massaged the hot tip with my drooling tongue. I had the feeling that his cock was suddenly swelling and becoming too much for my little mouth. I was desperately pulling it into my oral cavity, painfully stretching my jaw; he was thrusting into me lustfully, forcing me to swallow him whole.
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