Chapter 27

twenty-seven

Cumulonimbus Clouds

Charlie

We got back to the unit around one in the morning.

I wasn’t drunk, but I was feeling a little fuzzy. I only had a total of four drinks and had a glass of water before we left. We walked in and I immediately went to the ice box. I pulled out some sandwich fixings and made two, one for each of us.

I was hungry.

We ate our midnight snack, and each drank a glass of water, giving each other attention throughout the process.

It was hard not being able to touch him on the way home when we were able to show affection to each other in The Underground, in front of others without repercussions.

I literally sat across from him on the trolley and stood a good distance from him on the incline so I wouldn’t unintentionally touch him.

We didn’t waste time getting upstairs after that, and to get undressed and ready for bed. We didn’t get very far in the process though. Once my shirt was off, Jimmy was on me, like seeing my body rewired his chemistry to attack.

He pounced in a way he hadn’t before, which I didn’t mind. I think it actually helped. It didn’t leave me time to over think about what was happening or second guess myself.

Before I knew it, I was sprawled out on the bed, trousers still on, him plastered on me, our cocks hard and rubbing against each other through our clothes.

His mouth was all over my exposed smooth chest, both of us moaning from the sensation below our belts.

When he found my left nipple, I arched up gasping in shock.

I wasn’t expecting to have that feeling of his tongue’s tip circling along the circumference, before flicking the nub back and forth over and over, making all the air in my lungs escape, not being able to refill.

He finally let up, giving me a moment to breathe. I looked down and saw the ravaging hunger in his eyes that would have terrified me two days ago when our physical relationship started.

I felt my trousers loosen out of sight, knowing Jimmy was working his magic, getting me bare so he could consume me completely.

After stretching up to kiss me deeply, our tongues meeting like long lost friends, he slipped down my body like a snake, taking my trousers with him, but leaving my undergarments.

My dick looked obscene, contained in my long mid-leg Jockey Briefs.

Jimmy stood up at the foot of the bed, taking in every detail of me like he had never seen me in this state before.

His eyes glowed with an internal fire that would set the whole town a blaze.

He took his shirt off and let it slip off his built shoulders, exposing his arms that I love wrapped around me, like a Christmas ribbon.

He undid his trousers and with his own undergarments, let them fall to the floor on their own, using his feet to complete the process so he didn’t bend over, which made me ask, “How’s your back?

With the excitement and attention, I may have forgotten you were hurt. ”

“Focus, Honey,” he said with a growl that was more on the sexy side and made my cock pulse noticeably in its containment.

His dick swayed in response, its strength evident.

“Mmm, someone liked that,” licking his lips.

He slipped a finger under the elastic band of my jockeys on each side, and he slowly slid them down, lifting carefully over my dick that seemed to be getting harder the longer this took.

Once it was revealed, but before my balls made their appearance, Jimmy’s mouth was on me, sucking the mushroom tip and swirling his tongue along the underside of the ridge, sending bolts through me. My entire being was stiff as a board, until he popped off, letting me relax into jelly.

God, we had just started and I was so worked up.

After a moment, he went back down on me, but this time all the way, swallowing around my tip when his nose landed in the pubic hair.

After three slides in and out of his mouth, I gasped out, “Jimmy, if you are not careful, this will end faster than you want it to.” As much as I wanted to finish, I didn’t want it to happen this fast.

He pulled off me again with the most evil grin he’s ever sent me.

He was apparently pretty pleased with himself for already getting me this close.

“Sorry, Honey. I was hungry for you,” kissing the crease of my thigh and groin, while keeping eye contact.

“May I eat something else? I think you will enjoy what I want to snack on.”

Before I could even respond, he grabbed my ankles and pushed my knees up to my chest. “Oh my God, Jimmy! Are you about to do what I think you are?” I felt my face darken with heat, knowing he could see my asshole.

It flexed involuntarily from the attention, even though nothing had even happened yet.

“You are gorgeous. Oh my God, Honey. It’s so pretty. It’s almost as smooth as the rest of you. You are an anomaly,” he kissed the back of my thigh that he could reach, while sliding his right hand down, wrapping it into a tight hold around my dick, but not moving it.

“May I?” He asked, flicking his gaze from my ass to my face and back. He was asking me before he did something new to me. But to me, that sounded like the anomaly, not my smooth asshole.

But I wanted to give him what he wanted, willingly. And I wanted to experience what he wanted to do to me, even though the action really never had crossed my mind before, so I nodded my permission, but he wasn’t having it. He said, “Say it, Honey. Tell me what I’m allowed to do to you.”

I gulped, unintentionally wiggling my ass. He pierced me to the bed, waiting, when I finally said, “Lick my smooth ass, Jimmy.”

Before I even got his full name out of my mouth, his tongue was completely flat against my entire opening. “Oh Jesus, ahhhhh–” I don’t know what I was expecting but it wasn’t the roughness of the action.

Roughness wasn’t the right word. It wasn’t rough.

But the texture of his tongue was connecting to certain points of my hole, like it was catching, pulling, and releasing, shooting pleasure through me.

With his one hand still on my cock and the other moved to rub the area behind my balls as he licked me, I arched my back again moaning loudly from the combination of pleasures.

But Jimmy had to reach up with the hand from my dick to hold me down, so I didn’t ruin his servicing skills, hearing him humming with audible wet slobbers, leaving my hole soaked.

He kept fully swiping his tongue over the entire area before switching it up and using the tip of his tongue, hardened it into a point and circled around the circumference, sending me to another planet. It is more pleasurable than when he circled under the ridge of the top of my cock.

I howled uncontrollably reaching down to hold his head against me wanting more, triggering Jimmy to actually laugh into my ass, “My neighbors are going to love you,” making me instantly panic, but I was overtaken again with Jimmy now probing my hole instead of around it.

I couldn’t believe he was sticking his tongue there. What I didn’t understand was how loose I felt down there even though I was clenching with pleasure. His tongue was wiggling into me, making me say, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my, Jimmy. Are you inside me right now? With your mouth?”

Without removing his tongue from my opening, he groaned and slightly nodded his head.

Then without warning, he used both hands to spread my cheeks wider than they were, then he pushed forcefully with his tongue, making me scream in pleasure.

It felt like almost all of his mouth muscle was inside my ass.

Just as fast as it was in me, he pulled out, leaving me feeling like I was missing a part of me. He licked up over my balls, which had pulled up, and then the underside of my extremely hard pole.

I needed release.

It was starting to hurt.

Once he got to my slit, he licked inside it, then left a kiss on the tip, before rubbing his cheek against my member. “You are the most delicious thing I have ever had in my mouth, Honey. I thought kissing you was good and swallowing your juice, but you are sweet all over. I can’t get enough.”

I didn’t know what to say to that declaration. What do you say when someone says your asshole tastes good?

Before I could start to process my verbal response, Jimmy asked a question I should have been expecting, but didn’t since my brain had been short circuiting since we started. “Can we have sex, Honey?”

My expression must have done something, because he quickly said, “You are about ready down there, but if you don’t want to, that’s okay,” giving me a sincere smile. “I will get myself ready instead if you want to be butch. I like both and sometimes crave the femme position.”

He kissed my stomach, near my belly button, before he put his tongue inside that concave too, while rubbing feeling all around my smooth body, sending waves through me from how sensitive my whole being had become just from him licking my hole.

“And Honey, I told you we wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want, and I meant that.

If you never want to do any of what I just said, we don’t have to.

Clearly, I’m hungry for you just like this and will easily finish in any other way you want. ”

He pecked my torso over and over again with kisses, I’m sure giving me time to breathe and let my brain think about it all with a clear head.

But it really wasn’t a hard decision.

I reached down and cupped his cheek in my hand, lifting his face from my stomach to look at me. His eyes had hope burning. I nodded my head at him, his smile bursting at the seams, “Really? Are you sure? Wait, which way? Again, I don’t care.”

His rapid fire of questions made me giggle, his head vibrating with my stomach. “I want you inside me again,” pausing for a moment to clarify, “but with your cock this time.” As I finished, my nervous system started firing. It was hitting me that his huge tool was going to impale me.

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