A blowjob from Christina

We’d been at a party and Christina looked as hot as fuck!  With her hair pulled up in a pony tail, a tight white blouse that showed off her tits supremely, a short black skirt and fishnet stockings, she was a real sight for sore eyes.  She got plenty of attention, all night and it was a treat to know that she was coming home with me.

By the time we got back, she was as randy as fuck.  I’d barely made it into the lounge when she was pulling at my shorts and shirt.  She squatted beside the coffee table, pulled my shorts down and off my legs and then pulled my boxers off too.

“I’ve been thinking about this all week,” she said, gripping my cock.

“And I’ve spent all week thinking about fucking you.  Imagine how hard it was for me to go to the party with you looking like this.”

Christina smiled and tugged back my foreskin as she began to stroke my cock.  “You’re pretty hard now,” she said, smiling and licking her lips.  As her right hand stroked me, her left played with my balls and she fondled them between her fingers.  After a few minutes, she leaned towards me but rather than go for my cock went for my balls.

She gently licked them, tugging at the skin lightly, exploring my testicles from top to bottom and from side to side. She teased them with her teeth and in between playful ball nips she nuzzled my balls with soft loving kisses.

She was still wanking me and leaned back, her lips shiny with saliva and gave her full attention to my cock.  She squeezed it in the middle and watched as a clear drop of cum slid out of the top.  Sticking out her tongue, she flicked the tip at my cockhead and licked the dribble up.  The tantalising sensation sent a jolt of pleasure through my cock and up my spine. She stuck out her tongue again and began to flick the tip of my cock quickly, almost in a frenzy.

Christina parted her ruby red lips and sucked my cock into her mouth.  Securely gripping it between her lips, she sucked the head of my cock like it was the last cock she would ever blow. The sensation was exquisite and the suction was so great, it felt as if drops of cum were being sucked right out of me.  When she released the suction and slowly worked her way up the length of my cock till all of it was in her mouth, I wanted to sit down, the pleasure was so intense.  As she swallowed as much as she could, I felt her breath on my lower belly.

She kept bobbing on my cock, but never let it go fully, her lips were always clamped to the tip.  It was too much as I soon realised I was holding back the urge to begin thrusting in and out when I heard Christina mutter something.

“Fffuk mai mowth,” she mumbled, her mouth still full.

“What?” I asked, not sure I’d heard it right.

She pulled out and glanced at me.

“Fuck my mouth.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Just not too rough.”

Christina gripped the base of my shaft and slowly swallowed it all up again. She let go of my cock and put her hands on my belly as I held the back of her head and leaned back slightly.  I pulled out slowly and then leaned forward with my pelvis, watching my cock slide into her mouth.  It was a horny sight and knowing that I had full power made it even better.  I slowly drove my cock in and out as Christina coquettishly stared up at me.

Her eyes were wide, as if she was as enraptured by the exchange of control as I was.  She watched me, her eyes twinkling, as I gasped and moved faster and faster.  Soon, I was shoving almost the entire length of my cock into her mouth and it was slick with drool.  My hips rocked back and forth quickly as I fucked her mouth.

I leaned forward, reaching for her breasts and I played with them as I fucking her mouth, her slippery warm tongue playing with the tip whenever it got a chance to.

After a while, she pulled back.

“Are you okay, was I too rough?”

“No, it was good, but it’s starting to ache a bit now.  Let me do this bit.”

Without waiting for a reply, she slipped my cock back into her mouth and ran her lips across it.  The oral stimulation was fantastic and she made a noise like a satisfied mmm, as I tweaked her nipples.  I looked down, watching her work on my cock, her cheeks drawn in from the vacuum she was producing and she took my cock in at an angle till it was visibly poking out of her cheeks.

Her pursed lips slid up and down my shaft faster and faster. Her head bobbed back and forth as she stole glances from me.  The wet noise, of my cock slipping in and out of her mouth, lubricated by saliva, was getting louder and I began to groan.  She was so good, this whole thing had been so good, I knew I couldn’t hold off for much longer.  My sounds and the squirming of my cock must have alerted Christina and she responded by keeping pace and sucking as fast as she could.

“I’m going to cum,” I gasped.

“I know,” she said.

“But…”  Christina hated to swallow, she’d already told me that.  I needn’t have worried.

As I got ever closer, she released her and her hands instantly replaced her lips.  She wanked me, fast and hard, pointing my cock towards her chest.  She slid her left arm under her tits, lifting them up and with a groan, I came.

The first jet of cum caught her chin and she gasped, leaned back a little, re-directing my cock.  She kept pumping her hand and the rest of my spunk hit her neck and chest, sliding down over her tits.  She pulled my cock until the last drop of cum was shaken out.

“Wow,” I said, “I loved that.

With her left hand, she rubbed some of my cum into her tits, then puckered her beautiful lips and gave my my drooping cock one last kiss on the head.

“Thanks for that, Pete,” she said.  “Now I’m going to have a shower and you’re going to do me.”