Chapter 15 #3
“Just for fun,” Cassie smiled and then moved herself down between my legs, facing me while resting her left hand on right thigh, and slipping her right forearm under my left thigh to place her palm atop it.
I wasn’t going anywhere.
Then, using only her tongue to lift it, Cassie slurped my entire limp dick into her mouth, creating a full suction while her tongue worked the whole underside.
Her lips sealed my cock at the base, her experiment with my member triggering post-orgasmic tremors and plateauing pleasure.
And then she started swallowing repeatedly, stretching my dick deeper into her mouth, nursing on my chubby with her tongue swaddling it like a hot dog bun, sliding back and forth.
I was being sucked like a pacifier.
“Shlurp… Shlurp… Shlurp…”
“Oh my God…” I voiced.
I watched the base of my stretching flesh slip in and out of her mouth each time she slurped and swallowed, devouring me in a way I’d never before experienced.
She’d trapped me in a trance of ecstasy, taking her time to enjoy herself the way she wanted, not the way my male brain expected.
Soft or hard, it didn’t matter.
This time with full eye contact.
In that moment, she owned my cock.
And the fact that it was Cassie’s face down there doing it was a direct line to uncontrollable premature ejaculation.
Refractory period be damned, my floppy dick was gonna squirt, and there was nothing I could do about it.
“Oh God—Cassie?”
“Shlurp… Mmm hmm?”
“Fuck… I’m gonna cum.”
“Mmm hmm?” she nodded without stopping.
“Cassie, I’m gonna cum! I’m cumming! Agh!”
On impulse I clutched her short blonde hair in my hand and bucked upward, and then the pleasure popped into a flood of wet release.
I ejaculated in Cassie’s mouth a second time.
And she’d gotten me to do it before I got hard.
“Oh shit, again?” Monica blurted in surprise.
My mostly soft cock sprinkled a watery load that coated the tip of my dick before being swallowed down, so sensitive that I writhed in blissful agony as my soul was sucked from my body.
Her tongue supported me while she gently bobbed up and down, sliding her lips back and forth over my flaccid flesh, propelling my ejaculation from oozing dribbles to full on thick spurts while my toes curled and my throat tensed.
I was powerless to move as the pleasure endured, her smiling mouth plugged by my entire penis. She swallowed my cum with each pulse, consuming my climax until my entire load disappeared down her throat.
She kept swallowing even after my orgasm had given out, massaging my tingling cock between her soft palette and tongue. This was unlike any blowjob I’d ever had. She took her time, focusing on the full breadth of the experience rather than just the end.
I moaned loudly, she closed her eyes and shuddered.
Cassie really did get pleasure from giving it, apparently.
This was surreal; it felt like something beyond physical. A unique type of intimacy I couldn’t fathom, but it was happening, with Monica as our witness.
She suckled my limp noodle well into the afterglow, longer than it took to make me cum. Stretching, slurping, licking; playing with it, really.
Any time I started to move, she tightened her hold on my thighs to keep me still, gobbling me whole until her nose was against my pubes.
It was so comforting, so nurturing. She just kept going!
I watched with amazement as my spoiled dick slept on top of her tongue, reverberating with body shivering echoes of immense pleasure.
And she did all of this with my cum on her face.
My cock bathed in Cassie’s spit until she finally released me, sucking base to tip until my soaked dick plopped onto my loins, with every drop drained from it.
“Feel good?” she asked.
“Holy shit, Cassie,” I exhaled.
“I didn’t think that would work,” she laughed.
“How in the hell did you do that?” I asked, panting in joy.
“I sucked it like a giant clit—I wanted to see what would happen,” Cassie replied with a wry expression. “I made you cum pretty good, huh?”
“Fuuuck… That’s gonna haunt my dreams.”
“Keep getting me off and I’ll return the favor,” Cassie responded with a mischievous giggle. “That’s what friends are for, right?”
“Right,” I smiled in agreement to our oral arrangement. “I should probably pull my pants up now.”
“You can stay there. I don’t mind how it looks. Or tastes.”
Cassie laid her head down on my thigh and stayed there, completely unbothered by the presence of my cock right in front of her face as Monica did the same.
They held silent eye contact with hypnotic eye contact, their hands resting on my inner thigh with my junk between them.
We didn’t talk for a while. It was like a sudden need for aftercare, for connection had come over us, as we’d just partook in acts of extreme vulnerability and intimacy.
I’d never let a woman even see my dick soft, or ‘less than my best’ as it were, and now Cassie had sucked it like a soother.
Back to back blowjobs; one hard, and one soft, and she swallowed my cum both times, accepting me fully. I’d never felt closer to a person.
A night with a maelstrom of emotions and broken taboos, but we laid there until my mind slowly floated back to Earth.
And then the doorbell rang…