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by Barbara Huffert

  “Oh, damn. You already know what I’m going to say so I may as well stop being such a chicken. I know you’ll pester me until I do anyway.” She forced herself to meet his eyes. “I want to suck your cock, okay. I want to try to make you come that way but I know I can’t because you’re so massive I doubt if I can get more than a couple of inches into my mouth. Even your nuts are too big for me to suck on. Jeez, I wish I had more experience.” She dropped her face to hide her misery.

  “Back up a sec and listen to me. Tori, please.” He waited for her to look up. “You’re thinking quantity, not quality. You don’t have to swallow the whole thing to make it good for me. You can use your tongue to lick me like a Popsicle. You can alternate between pointing it to separate my balls and flattening it on the smooth spot just under them. You can run it around the ridge and probe the slit or butterfly the head. You could cover me with open-mouthed wet kisses or close your lips around the head. Then you could keep them there and suck my cum right out of me or torment me more by keeping them tight while you drew the tip in and out of your mouth, with or without tongue action. I know most guys are petrified of teeth but I enjoy it when there’s a little nip or scrape thrown in as long as it’s followed by something soft and soothing.

  And don’t forget your hands. While your mouth is busy at the tip, you can wrap your hands around the base. Stroking. Tugging. Squeezing. Both my cock and my balls. Did that book of yours tell you that there’s a spot beneath the balls that you can press on to prevent ejaculation? You can make me feel liking I’m coming without spurting. As long as you keep the pressure on, I’d be ultra-sensitive and go wild at the slightest touch of any kind. I’m not sure but I think it might be possible to make it seem like I’m getting off a few times before I get too sensitive to handle any more and you’d have to let go so I could really come.” Tori stared wordlessly. “I only tried that once so I’m just guessing about that last part but my point is there are many ways to make me come that don’t involve gagging yourself with my cock.”

  “But I thought all guys wanted that.”

  “I won’t lie and say we don’t. But to be totally honest, no one ever managed to take all of me so that’s not an experience I’ve had.”

  “You really mean that.” She was awed.

  “Yes. And before you start worrying about it, the choice to swallow or spit would be entirely yours. Some women do. Some don’t. As I understand it, men all taste differently so sometimes a woman needs a sample before she makes up her mind one way or the other. Sometimes it might depend on the mood you’re in. I come hard and copiously. Some men ooze a steady flow. It’s a woman’s prerogative what she does with it.”

  He paused but Tori was back to staring. “There are other personal differences too. Some women hate the way a man smells and keep their noses as far away from that area as they can. Some women like to use their hands so they can watch the result and aim it at various places. There are women who like ass play. Fingers, tongues, or both. Or they might use a strap-on so they can fuck a guy’s ass.”

  “Are you saying…?” She couldn’t continue.

  “Is that something I personally enjoy? I don’t think so. No one’s ever asked and I’m not sure what I’d say if someone did.”

  “Oh, so you expect me to let you do that but your ass is off-limits?”

  “As wrong as I know it is, I have to say yes.”

  “Well, what if I say I won’t let you fuck my ass until after I get to fuck yours?”

  “Are you saying that?”

  “No. I never even thought of doing that as I’m sure you already know. I don’t know if I’d want to,” she admitted shyly.

  “Then let’s forget about it for now and both give it some thought. I’m much more interested in whether or not I can persuade you to experiment with some of the ideas I gave you for my cock. You’re welcome to test out your own too.”

  “Hmm, I’m not sure.”

  He tried not to sigh. “All right, then what are my chances of getting you to scoot up here and hold your boobs in my face so I can lick them? No comment. Okay. Maybe I could interest you in taking off those shorts and letting me tongue you for a few hours. I see. No comment on that either. I suppose a kiss is out of the question too. A hug? No? Would you please let me go and hold my hand for two minutes?”

  Tori couldn’t contain her giggles any longer. “You’re so cute when you’re desperate.” Her hands had been resting lightly on his thighs as they spoke but her touch became more firm as she ran them toward his groin. When her thumbs traced the crease where his legs met his body, she realized Guy was holding his breath. “Better breathe, Detective. This investigation is going to take awhile and I’d hate you to pass out before it’s over.” She smiled at his gasp but didn’t look away from his erection.

  Emboldened by the way Guy’s cock appeared to be straining to reach her, Tori slid her hands to the inside of his thighs. Her fingers framed his testicles as her thumbs pressed them apart. She stretched his already tight skin by pushing his sac away from his shaft. When it was against the sensitive area he spoke of she caressed the spot with his own skin.

  Guy’s hips bucked, startling her. “Don’t stop,” he groaned, as if afraid she’d misinterpret his reaction.

  Tori was amazed when his shaft swelled even more. “Oh my,” she purred, curling her fingers around his orbs. Continually watching his reaction, Tori devoted some time experimenting with a wide range of touches, from barely there to almost brutal squeezes and sharp tugs.

  “Holy fuck, tiger.” He sounded like he was in pain.

  Unsure of his meaning Tori glanced at his face. The unquenched lust radiating from him answered all her questions. “Hmm, interesting.”

  After giving his swollen sac one final pat, her fingers circled the base of his shaft. “Uh-oh.”

  “What?” he asked, frantically trying to see what was wrong.

  “Oops. Sorry. I didn’t mean to say that out loud,” she teased. “I always thought my fingers were a little on the long side but I guess they’re not. I can’t get the tips to touch so I must be wrong. Either that or you’re just plain huge.”

  “You could link your hands together,” he suggested helpfully.

  She did and gave him a squeeze. “Yeah, that works.” Suddenly curious, Tori separated her hands. Starting at the base, she alternated them until the tip was concealed. “Would you call that three and a quarter or three and a half?” Guy groaned and arched his hips. “Hey! No cheating. Now I know where the other half of the penises I saw before got to.”

  “Christ.”

  “Such a contrast. So incredibly soft on the outside but harder than steel inside. Did you jerk off the first few nights you were here?”

  “No. Why?”

  “Well, how should I put this? After I woke up and we talked I couldn’t help but notice you had a hard-on when you were tucking me in. If you went right to sleep, weren’t you afraid you’d roll over and break it?”

  He laughed. “One, I didn’t let myself fall asleep until I was sure you were completely out. Not that it made much of a difference since I thought about you the whole time which is guaranteed to keep me hard, but two, I’ve learned to sleep on my back when necessary.”

  “Ah.” She angled him this way and that so she could study every bit of him. “You’re really very impressive.”

  “Thank you.”

  “For what? Stating the obvious? I bet the other guys on your swim team were jealous when they saw this. Or drooling if they were gay.”

  Before Guy could comment, Tori licked the drop of pre-cum from his slit. “Mm.” She used her hands to squeeze him from base to tip as if trying to force out more. When she succeeded, Tori opened her mouth as wide as she could and covered his knob, careful not to disturb the pool she filled. Her hand was holding him just below the ridge and she used that to judge her location. When she reached it, she closed her lips and sucked hard, drawing upward until just his slit remained in her mouth. Next she mov
ed her lips over him, catching his moisture as if she were enjoying a juicy peach.

  “Tori, please,” he begged.

  “Please?” She licked the head with a flattened tongue. “Please what? Please stop or please don’t?”

  “Don’t. More. Please.” He was struggling against bending his knees to thrust at her.

  Feeling more daring than ever, Tori once again used her mouth over his full length before descending to his testicles. When her tongue took over the exploration, Guy began to tremble. His obvious desire encouraged her to try even more so she licked her way back up his shaft. Pulling him back into her mouth, Tori boldly nipped him just below the head. She wasn’t prepared for his reaction and suddenly felt him pressing the back of her throat as he surged almost violently from the bed. If Tori had been trying to fit that much of him into her mouth, she would have gagged. Since it happened naturally, she didn’t have time to worry about it and discovered it was not at all uncomfortable or threatening. She lowered her head when he lowered his hips so he couldn’t withdraw. Though she knew she wasn’t ready for him to thrust in and out of her mouth, she discovered she liked holding him as she was.

  Tori closed her hands around the base of his shaft and pressed her forearms against his body in an attempt to communicate that she wanted him to stay still. Guy tensed and groaned and she knew he understood. After a pause she realized she couldn’t just stay like that forever. Still unwilling to release him, Tori flexed her lips around him.

  “Aw, fuck!” Guy swore harshly, fighting to keep his hips from leaving the bed.

  In seconds, Tori tasted him as more pre-cum leaked into her mouth. “Mm,” she hummed around him.

  The vibration was too intense and Guy yanked on the handcuffs. “I’m there, tiger. Too good. Aw, fucking Christ!”

  Instantly intimidated, Tori abruptly removed her mouth and raised her head. At his tortured groan, she used her hands to stroke him firmly. When he didn’t explode as she feared he would, Tori alternately ran her palms over his slit so he was lubricated with more than her saliva alone.

  Paying close attention for signs of his climax, Tori extended her tongue and lapped up more of his moisture. She pulled back when his breathing turned ragged. “Hope you don’t mind if I watch this time,” she stated calmly as her hands devoured him. “You said you come hard and lots and I don’t know if my mouth’s ready to handle that.” His hips arched wildly. “Think you can manage like this?”

  “Harder,” Guy urged, groaning when her hands tightened. Tori stroked him from base to tip and lost her grip constantly. “Catch the ridge. Squeeze hard. Tug.” Again, Tori followed his words. “Oh yeah. Oh fuck, yeah.”

  Guy was bucking so violently that Tori’s hand slipped. Not wanting to break contact, she grabbed for him. The tilt of her fingers changed and her nails pressed into the underside of his knob. The unexpected sensation triggered his climax. His whole body stiffened and he shouted as his cock throbbed. Each rippling pulse pumped streams of hot cum onto Guy’s chest. The first spurts were so powerful some landed on his face and arms. It seemed to go on forever before the pulses slowed and weakened to mere twitches though even they pushed out a few more drops of his semen.

  “Holy shit!” Tori whistled in amazement. “Damn, you weren’t exaggerating. Look at all that.” She scooped up the nearest blob with her finger and stuck it in her mouth. “Mm, mm, good,” she declared, pressing her fingers together and capturing enough to coat her palm. When she realized how intently Guy was watching her, she paused mid-lick. “What? You got a problem with this? You’re not going to freak, are you?”

  “Nope. You’re so un-fucking-believable! You don’t even have a clue.”

  Tori blushed and concentrated on her treat. After a slight hesitation, she moved next to his chest and removed his juices from his arms. With a quizzical smile, she leaned over him and licked his face, avoiding his eyes the whole time. In a minute she sat up and looked him over. “Missed some,” she stated as she kissed the last drop from the tip of his semi-hard shaft.

  “Uncuff me now, tiger. Please. I’m going to fall apart if you don’t let me hold on to you within the next ten seconds.”

  “Can’t have that,” Tori teased until she noticed he was trembling. She freed his hands as quickly as she could and dropped the handcuffs on the floor. When he didn’t move, she pulled his arms around her as she stretched out next to him. “What’s wrong? What happened? Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.”

  “Sh.” He tightened his arms. “Just give me a minute.”

  “Okay,” she whispered. Tentatively, Tori stretched her arm over his waist. When he didn’t resist, she pulled herself closer until she was holding on as hard as he was.

  “Christ, Tor.”

  She angled her head to look at him. “Please tell me how I screwed up.”

  “Screwed up?” He was stunned. “You really don’t get it. Listen to me. What you just did was so incredible it blew my mind. Kind of ironic if you think about it. You were the one afraid that you couldn’t handle it and I’m the one petrified.”

  “What?”

  “Don’t you see? It was too good. The way you make me feel is so intense I’m scared to death that you might decide to do that again.”

  “I don’t understand.”

  “Tori, you know I already believe we belong together. The way you responded to me last night and how I acted had me close to losing it. When I told you it hadn’t ever been that amazing for me before I wasn’t lying. I knew everything we experienced was going to be overwhelming but I never expected it to be like that. For someone who thought the only way to suck cock was to swallow it whole you sure figured out exactly how to make it so insanely good for me that I’m in serious danger of breaking down and crying all over you.”

  “I still don’t understand. I only did some of the things you told me about.”

  “I may have given you the idea but you made each touch hotter than anything I ever felt before. You took my suggestions and turned them into things uniquely your own. Remember how I said I had no clue how to make you respond like you did and was following my instincts? Seems to me that you do too.”

  Tori frowned. “You’re saying it doesn’t really matter that I lack experience. If I act instead of think, it’ll be good.”

  “Exactly.”

  “Wow,” she sighed.

  “Hell yeah, wow! Christ, tiger, you damn near had my whole cock down your throat. Shocked the hell out of me when you didn’t spit it out. Watching your face while you were debating about what to try next had me so fucking hard. The sight of your tongue and lips on me is something I’ll never forget. You’re too sexy for my own good. And I won’t be able to let myself even think about how you felt when I’m in public or I’ll be locked up for indecent exposure eighteen times a day.”

  “Oh, ha, ha, ha.” She giggled. “You can cut the crap now, Guy.”

  Guy sighed. “Guess you’ll need some time to let yourself believe me.”

  “Yeah, right. What is it with guys and handcuffs? Take away your control and give your cock a little attention and you go mushy on a girl.”

  “Fine. I’ll drop this too for now. I promised not to push and I won’t. Just let me ask one more thing and that’ll be it.”

  “Go ahead and ask. You will even if I say no so we may as well get it over with.”

  “Am I really that bad? That’s not my question but I’d appreciate an answer anyway.”

  “No.” She squirmed uncomfortably. “I’m just not used to someone expecting me to talk like this. Diana’s the only person who asks me for details and she’s much more subtle about what she wants to know and waits for me to be ready to talk.”

  “Guess that makes me impatient, demanding and direct.”

  “I’m sorry, Guy. I never met anybody like you before and, as much as I want to believe the things you’ve said, part of me is still having a lot of trouble accepting it. I know my parents were screwed up about me but there isn’t a switch
to turn off all my insecurities. Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m not sure you understand what I’m up against because let’s face it, your life is completely different from mine.”

  “That’s a good point and you’re right. I don’t know how it feels to be totally isolated and told I’m useless by the people who should have unconditional faith in me. I chose my life gradually and was surrounded by a support system every step of the way. I never needed to rebuild my self-image from less than nothing and I haven’t ever lived without trust. I grew up believing in myself and took for granted that others did too.

  “It’s unrealistic of me to tell you how I perceive you once and expect you to agree instantly. But I am right about you. I’ll tell you constantly and show you in any way I can for as long as it takes for you admit how great you are. I’m sure I’ll be overbearing more often than not and I’ll apologize in advance. When you need me to take a break, I’ll try to give you one but I’ll need reassurance that you aren’t going to shut me out forever. And now I’ve made you even more uncomfortable. Damn, I never know when to quit.”

  “We’re doing it again,” Tori stated softly when he fell silent. “You had a question before I started it this time. What embarrassing, personal detail did you want to know?”

  “Nothing important. Curiosity really, so let’s forget it.”

  “Un-uh. No way.” She sat up and poked his chest. “You don’t let me get away with changing my mind about asking things so you’re not doing it either.”

  “Gee, I was hoping you’d miss that one. All right. Fine.” He gave in when she merely waited. “I was wondering if you actually like the way I taste or if you only tolerated it because you could tell how it affected me.”

  Tori glared. “You can be such a jerk! Get out of my room!” She tried to push him off the bed with her feet.

  Guy trapped her legs under his and caught her hands before she started swinging. “What the hell did I do now?”

  “You really don’t know, do you?”

  “Would I ask if I did?”