Really Karoline? Is that your reason to stop kissing me? Great way to make me feel manly and like I’m turning you on - really! I look up at her with an annoyed look plastered on my face and lift my left eyebrow. She just grins down at me and starts grinding again.
“Aw come on! It’s not a bad thing! Please just moan again,” she says while fake pouting. She leans down to kiss me again, but I turn my head away - this is not happening. It’s gonna take a lot for her to get any kind of sound out of me now.
“I’m gonna do something else then, now that you’re offended,” she says and shuffles down my body so she is now sitting on her knees next to me. She moves her hands to unbutton my jeans and pull down the zipper. This is something we’ve done multiple times and I think I can do this. That’s until she does something unexpected.
After pulling down my pants and boxers she takes my cock in her hand and pumps it until I’m fully hard and then leans down and licks the head. That was so unexpected that I accidentally moan and then mutter a curse underneath my breath.
“Ha! I knew I could get a reaction out of you!” she says before licking me again. I just stare at her, not able to do anything other than thrust up into her hand.
“This is the part where you have to tell me what to do - I haven’t done anything like this before.”
I get pulled back into the real world immediately, by those words and start babbling about nothing and everything all at once.
“Yeah right sorry. You should just kinda umm… cover your teeth with your lips? Kinda pump the parts you can’t take in with your hand and oh…” I can’t keep in my sounds anymore. Karoline is doing exactly as I told her to and it’s freaking amazing.
It doesn’t take long before Mitch’s cock is entirely covered in my drool and his pre-come. I know I’m not the best at this, but the beautiful sounds that are coming from his mouth are telling me that I’m doing an alright job. It’s not even full sentences, just small fractions and independent words.
“Yeah, yeah - that’s good. You make me - oh god.”
It’s these sounds that makes me want to do more to him, get him closer, take him down further. After sucking in my cheeks to give him as much friction as possible I pull off entirely. I look up at Mitch as he opens his eyes to find out why I stopped. His eyes drift from mine to his cock, which my hand is still wrapped around it. His mouth falls open when a entire drop of spit falls from one of my knuckles and he twitches in my hand.
That’s when I lean down again, doing my very best to get as much of him in as possible. I’ve gotten at least an inch further down than before and Mitch moves his hand from where they have been clenching the white duvet covers to my hair.
It’s a miracle that I have enough self-control to not thrust up and choke her. The feeling of her shaking breath around my cock is leaving me breathless. My hands are tangled in her long hair and I can’t help but scratch my fingers over her scalp while tugging at her hair. She is making me crumble under her with only her mouth. She is making me feel vulnerable, but in the best kind of way.
“Babe.. I’m gonna come. You have to pull off.” It’s taking every last piece of self-control for me to say it, but she doesn’t do as I tell her. I actually have to pull her off by her hair, but her hand keeps pumping me, only faster than before. She has become rather skilled and it only takes her two tugs, before I’m coming all over her hand and my own stomach. My legs are shaking and my sight has started to blacken. My breaths are shaky and it feels like I’m flying.
When I open my eyes again, Karoline is pulling her fingers through the mess on my stomach. My breaths have calmed, but I’m still a bit orgasm-dizzy and when I try to speak my voice is raspy.
“I love you.”