Authors: JK Honeycutt
As the doors slid shut, she
turned to face him, backing him
up to
the wall
,
as she pressed her body against him,
whispering,
"I hope you have a lot of stamina, Mr. Tongue. You
’
r
e
going to need it. It's been
month
s since I
’ve
had sex and even longer
since I had a good orgasm."
The tip of his tongue nervously darted out, licking his bottom lip as his cock swelled in response to the feel of
her breasts
. Taking his
hand
in hers when the elevator chimed and the doors opened, she led the way
to the room
.
He followed her
, barely getting the door shut before she pounced on him, wrapping her arms around his neck while embracing his waist with her legs, He reacted quickly, cupping her firm ass with his hands, walking toward the bed as she kissed him softly and said,
“
Show me what your tongue
can do
."
Grinning, he set her down on the bed
and started undressing her
, “Your wish is my command.”
Sliding his hands down her breasts, her nipples hardening at his touch as he gently pulled the cashmere sweater over her head. Dropping to his knees, he pressed his face against her cleavage inhaling deeply as he unhooked her black lace bra, groaning in pleasure as her plump breast
s
bounced against his face.
Swirling his tongue across her milky white breasts, Sasha gasped as he
nibbled and sucked her nipples, groaning
in frustration as she pushed his head lower by firmly pressing her hands against his forehead.
"No
w
,
it’s time you earn
the Mr. Tongue nickname
."
Want
ing
her approval as well as her money, he slid between her thighs,
nuzzl
ing them
very gently, work
ing his way up to her satiny folds
.
P
arting
her lips with his tongue,
h
e fluttered it lightly against her
clit bringing a soft
moan in response
as h
er musky scent empowered him to lick her faster.
Sliding
a finger in
side her as s
he pressed her mound against his face
, nibbling her as he
worked a second and third digit into her heat
"Don't stop!" she
whispered, rocking against
Matthew
as
his cock swell
ed even more at the sound of her words, straining
against his tight jeans.
Using
his free hand
, he unzipped
his jeans
, kicking them of
f as he continued devouring her, s
he arched
toward him
.
"Oh, Yes!" she squealed as orgasmic release
swept her away
faster then she thought possible
.
He greedily lapped
up
her juices, unable to stop because s
omething about the flavor of a woman
always
made him very hot.
Matthew
didn't stop licking until she had climaxed several more times. .
Lying there, gasping for breath with her heart
pounding in her ears
, Sasha sighed contently
. It had been way to
o
long since she had
come
like that. She looked over at Matthew when he crawled u
p on the bed next to her,
holding his thick cock in his hand. She watched him stroking it very slowly.
Her nipples hardened
and tingled
as she
cupped her ample breasts, caressing herself
. She smiled when
he
groaned
,
and increas
ed
the stroking of his
shaft. Twirling
her nipples between her fingertips
, she locked her eyes on his, knowing he wanted to do much more than eat her pussy.
Rolling over, she licked her lips as she turned her body and straddled him, facing his c
ock as she pushed his hand away
replacing it with her mouth. He groaned deeply as she sucked his length into her throat, moaning as he wrapped his arms around her thighs pulling her wet slit
back
to his mouth.
Sasha set the pace sucking his length with a slow but steady pace, deep throating him with every stroke. Each time his cock head entered her throat, she swallowed rapidly. Her muscles milked his shaft tirelessly as Matthew fought to remain in control. He lapped and nibbled her folds as he cupped her ass firmly, burying his face as deeply as possible between her lips.
He didn’t think it possible, but she actually increased the suction of her luscious mouth as she increased the speed, causing his balls to tighten and his cock to twitch against her tongue
as her clit throbbed in his mouth
. Ready for his orgasm, Sasha
moaned and
took him in balls deep as
she
swallowed his hot come
with him
thrash
ing
and groan
ing
in pleasure beneath her.
Matthew’s eyes rolled up in his head as his cock erupted, leaving him feeling as if a vacu
um cleaner had just drained him. H
is head fell against the pillow with his face coated in her juices. Vaguely aware of her tongue lapping at his softening cock, licking him clean, he whimpered and closed his eyes just to rest them for a minute.
The bed shifted as she rolled off of him. He dozed, aware of the shower running, a slight smile on his face as he dreamed of retiring from his day job to be a fulltime gigolo. When she came back from the shower, Sasha nudged him as she
d
ried off and pulled her clothes on.
"Very well done, M
r. Tongue
. Your work is well worth the money. I will highly recommend you to my friends. Do you have a phone number I could give them so they can get in touch with you?"
He gave her
his
cell phone number, “T
ell them to text me
the numbers
‘
6969
’, so I know it’s not work related.”
"Is it alright if I call you, when I am
in need of your services again?" she said.
"
Oh my God, yes.
My cock has never been sucked with that much enthusiasm before
," he laughed with a sheepish grin on his face.
Smiling, she ran the tip of her tongue along her lips, mumbling, “It’s worth every penny,” as she pressed a wad of money to his hand, whispering, “Thank you, Mr. Tongue,” before grabbing her purse and leaving.
Sitting up as the door clicked shut, his eyes widened as he counted the money in his hand, thinking,
H
oly shit…one, two, three, four, five hundred dollars. If she’s got a lot of horny friends, this might turn out to be my new career after all.
Taking a quick shower, he dressed and left the hotel. He drove
home; having
barely
pulled into the driveway when he got a text from a number he didn’t recognize,
but
he sa
w the 6969
text
message.
"Wow
! Word
spreads fast," he laughed and
dialed the number
as he went inside
.
"Hello?" a sexy female vo
ice answered.
"Hi, this is..Ma
.., um... Mr. Tongue. Did you
text
me?" he said.
"Yes, I heard from my friend,
Sasha
, that you might be
offering a service that I need,
" she said.
"Really? What service do desire?" he asked.
"Nothing extravagant
. I want you to talk dirty to me. If you do it so good that I orgasm
over the phone
, then I will pay you double," she said.
"How will you pay me? You don't know me," he said.
"I will give the money to
Sasha
tomorrow morning. She will meet you for lunch at the restaurant in the hotel you were at earlier."
Matthew
figured
what the hell?
Even if
I do
n't get paid for doing this, it w
ill
be one hell of a turn on to hear this woman getting off
over the phone
.
As he settled himself into his recliner he said, "Ok, for starters, what's your name?"
"Valerie," she responded.
"What do you like, Valerie?" he asked.
"I love for a man to take control. I like to have my pussy eaten until I scream, followed by him making me suck his cock and drink his
come
. Then I like to be fucked from behind, really hard and fast."
By the time she finished saying that, Matthew's
cock stood at attention
. Her sexy voice sent fire thr
o
u
gh
his veins. He wanted to hear her
come
.
In a quiet voice, he said, "You
’
r
e
laying on my bed
, naked. I’m starting at your feet, w
orking my way up your body, covering you in kisses.
Now
I
’m
part
ing
your thighs with my hands, and bury
ing
my face
against
your wet
pussy as
I swi
rl my tongue around your clit, l
icking it very lightly."
"Oh, yes," Valerie whispered.
Matt
unzipped his jeans, unleashing his monster boner before he started talking again. He
slowly stroked it as he talked,
"My tongue zig-zags wildly, up and down your delicious s
lit
. I
’m
prob
ing
your wet pussy with it, tasting your sweet juices."
He could hear her moaning on the phone. "Are you touching yourself, Valerie?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered.
"
Good. Now I want you to r
ub your clit and finger yourself. Imagine that it's my tongue," he said.
“Um…I’m not sure,” she mumbled.
“Do it! Touch your clit now, Valerie,” Matthew interrupted, using a commanding tone.
"Oh
… yes,
" she
gasped, her voice quivering
.
"I
’m
lavish
ing
you with
licks and nibbles
. Moving back and forth
between your clit and juicy pussy
, so fast that it feels like I have two tongues," he
whispers as she moans
louder
and her breathing quickens
.
Massaging his cock a little faster, he went
at a steady rhythm
trying not to
come
before her, continuing to whisper loudly into the phone,
"I
’m
lick
ing and gently biting
your clit, making you squeal as an
orgasm rocks you.”
"Oh, m
y! Make me suck your cock now," she pleaded.
The tip of his cock glistened
with pre
-cu
m as he slowed his stroking, with sweat beading
on
his forehead, barely able to concentrate on talking,
"I
’m sliding
up your body to your chest, straddling you. I
’m
cup
ping and caressing your breasts
.
Now
I
’m
push
ing
forward until the head of my cock
i
s
against
your
lips
.
Open your mouth and
suck me.
”
“
You lift your head, opening your mouth
as
I push the
tip of my shaft in
. You suck it as
I start fucking your tits. I stroke your breasts, moving deeper into your
mouth
with each thrust
," he said before groaning.