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“So cruel,” he growled.

“Be nice or I will be.”

“I’m sorry. Please forgive me. You wanted to experiment and I shouldn’t have been thinking so selfishly.”

“Oh, shut up before it gets any deeper in here.”

“Yes, ma’am. Can I help you in any way?”

“Nope. I’m good.” She giggled when he bit back a retort. “Here’s the thing.” She ran a finger over the top of his foot and around the inside of his ankle. “The book implied that there are some unlikely spots that can be used to enhance foreplay. This is supposed to be one of them.” Tori devoted some time to laving the soft skin beneath the bone with varying pressure.

“Christ, Tori,” Guy groaned when she switched feet.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” she concluded with a smug glance. “It also mentioned here.” She urged his knee to the side so she could stroke the back of it. “It might be better if I had you roll over but I wouldn’t be able to see your face so this will have to do for now.” She used her tongue as she had on his ankle. When she reached for the other side, Tori discovered that Guy’s legs were spread wide. She couldn’t get to it unless she stretched on top of him and since she was making him wait before she touched him other than where she was focused, she climbed over the leg she’d just abandoned and settled between them.

“They were right about there too,” Guy stated in a tight voice. “Any other spots you want to test?”

“Not right now, thanks. I already know about your elbows.” She sat back on her heels and looked at him.

“Now what?”

Tori frowned and shook her head.

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Why? What’s wrong?”

She blushed and refused to meet his eyes. “I was going to try something but no way is it going to work.”

“What? What won’t work?” She shook her head. “Please look at me. Talk to me, Tori. What did you want to try?”

“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 moved 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.”