All I wanted to do was reverse the clock eight hours and go back to the night before.
The night before…when his hard cock was mouth. He moaned quietly, so as not to let his parents in the next room hear us as I gave him a simple blow job, just the way he likes it.
“God you taste good,” I whispered.
He stretched out on his back, relaxing and enjoy my lips kissing his cock and my tongue licking up and down the shaft as I teased him. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and sucked gently, then took him a bit farther and began to suck, harder and harder.
Cash thrust up into my mouth, slowly at first and then gaining speed. His hands found the back of my head, forcing me to take him down my throat.
I greedily sucked, wanting his cum.Wanting it so bad, yet not wanting it to end.
“Fuck,” he said under his breath as I bobbed my head to meet his thrusts. “I’m going to cum.”
He exploded in my mouth, spurt after spurt of hot cum. I drank every drop and held him in my mouth until he began to soften again.
It’s funny how those simple blow jobs are what I miss the most when he is gone. Being tied up and dominated is fun, but I don’t need it as long as it is with him. Sometimes a simple blow job is just as good.
Everyone cross your fingers that his time away goes fast. I can’t wait until he’s back in my arms…and mouth…again.
Rori is the founder of Between My Sheets. She works full time as a writer, reviewer, and online educator and can be reached at rori-at-betweenmysheets.com