Date: 2010-10-24 05:14 pm (UTC)
"Gods, yes."

The sound of his voice helps to allay my apprehension a little, and I release his cock and shift myself downwards. It is easier with him reclining, I think; I am not sure how well I should take it were he standing over me.

I am lying beside him, chest pressed against his hip. I move a little more, and raise myself up to look at him. The head of his prick glistens. My breath is coming very fast.

My tongue is tentative when it touches him, very light. The contact sends a shock through me, and my eyes close. I force them open; I want to see him, and more, I do not want him to think I am appalled. It is darkly thrilling, the slick spongy feel of the head of his prick, the salty taste not unlike my own. I take a long breath and open my mouth, put my lips gently around the very end. Oh, sweet gods. How can I want this so very much?
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