"'You're not going to believe this,' I told Mark as we lay in the dark, his arm under my head, 'but this is the first time I've ever gone to bed with a guy on a first date.'
"'Oh, I believe it all right,' Mark said, and laughed. 'Your psyche would demand a degree of propriety under the usual circumstances.'
"I-laughed. 'What's that mean?'
"'It means, Liz, that there's a bit of the cockteaser in you… you've got to give a guy the come-on and then stall him until you think he's suffered enough. Am I right?'
"I had to think about it. 'Yeah d never paid any attention before, but yeah, you're right.'
"Well, we started to talk. You know, the kind of talk you can only have when you're both satisfied, you've had a few drinks but aren't drunk, and it's late… like you're the only two people in the world still awake in the night. I don't know how long we sipped' our drinks, toying with each other's bodies, and talking. But I found myself telling Mark things I'd never told anyone before, even about my first marriage and this funny business of nobody wanting to let me learn about oral sex. That last bit really cracked Mark up. He couldn't believe it. But I assured him, that it was quite true… that in this 'day and age, strange as it might seem, I couldn't get anybody who'd go down on me or who'd let me go down on him. So Mark sat up abruptly and told me that my worries were about to be over-forever. He made me go run the tub and take a bath, then he took one after me. I suggested that we bathe together, but he said it was one of the few things that turned him off, that it was bad enough to sit in his own dirt, but to have to sit in the dirt of two people was a disgusting idea to him.
"Listen, who was I to argue? I finally found me a live one who was going to teach me what I'd been dying to try for years-who was I to argue a small point about taking a bath together!
"Anyway, scrubbed and perfumed, I impatiently lay on the bed nursing my drink until Mark joined me. His dong was still limp, and from what I'd read in the sex manuals that meant my work was cut out for me. He lay down then, stretched out on his back with his arms folded under his head.
"'There it is, Liz. It's all yours. Do your thing.'
"I leaned forward, my hair falling across his abdomen as I began to examine his cock. It lurched a little when I touched it and I realized then that Mark had one helluva good cock on him. It was damned big, maybe five and a half inches from the base to the stem, and I marveled at how it stood away from his crotch hairs like a tree growing tall from the underbrush. I took my thumb and rested it along the underside of his prick, lightly tracing along what felt like a thin muscle running from the base of his shaft right into the ridge of its head. It was so smooth! Oh, the veins were beginning to bulge a little, but the glans was like velvet. I played with his cock, watching the veins swell, and dropped my fingers down to his-scrotum to tease his balls and tickle him there. By then, Mark was beginning to have an unavoidable reaction and I could hear his breathing getting harder and heavier… he was beginning to squirm a little as his cock was slowly aroused. I brought my hand down around the base of his penis and gathered the skin into my fist, then began slowly to bring my fist up along, the shaft, forcing the skin to precede it and then Spill over the edge of his glans. Up and down, slowly up and down, I kept that up until I saw that he was emitting a small amount of sperm from the tiny hole at the tip of his penis. That really turned me on.
"I slowly lowered my mouth toward his penis and let my tongue dart out to flick off the fluid at the tip of his ever-growing cock. I blew on it next, and saw how Mark's penis twitched and arched upward toward my mouth. And I could feel my mouth begin to salivate… I could hardly wait to get that thing of his into my face! I took it slow and easy, though. I wanted to do a good job of it, I didn't want to blow it. Hey, that's funny. Get it? Blow it? Oh well, anyhow, I remembered the manual saying how sensitive a guy's balls are, so I brought my lips around them and sucked at them lightly, nuzzling the base of his cock, with my nose, occasionally letting my tongue flick about the shaft like a hot wet whip. That's when Mark really got hard! His dong must've been up to at least seven inches! Oh wow!
"Even I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted that great big cock of his in my mouth, I wanted to suck on it with just as much intensity as I'd wanted his cock to fuck me earlier in the evening. How does anyone ever explain the feeling of wanting to suck cock? It's like you've gotta have it, and that's all. Like the feeling when you've gotta have a drink of water or you'll die of thirst. Well, I finally took his burning dick and shoved the head of it into my greedy mouth, keeping my lips tight around the shaft so that it would feel as if he were sticking it up into my grasping hole. And as it entered my mouth, I could feel it get even bigger, pushing up against my throat while I played with his balls and tickled his anus. I encircled the shaft with my hand and rode it up and down with my mouth at the top, sticking my tongue as deeply into the little hole as I could, and creating a sucking action around the glans, nibbling at the ridge of it with my teeth. And it was then that I felt Mark trying to get me to change my position, to get me to turn around. Stilt, man, I Only needed the hint. My cunt was burning up, I was dying to know what it would feel like to have his mouth on my snatch, to feel a tongue on it, and my only worry was that I'd get so fucking carried away I might bite his cock!
"So I turned around, never letting go of his cock, never quitting washing it with my' tongue, but now my cunt was in his face, my hot dripping cunt, and I was about ready to explode with wanting to find out what his mouth would feel like. But Mark was his own man, not to be rushed or told what to do. He began to run a wet finger up and down the crack of my ass while I was sucking on his cock, teasing my asshole with his finger and then letting his finger run down into my snatch, pretending to go up inside of my hole for a few seconds, then taking a couple of swipes at my clitoris so that even I could feel that my clit was getting a hard on of its very own. It felt wild. Mostly because I knew his face was right down there, right at my snatch! It was really wild. Mark would pinch at my clit a couple of times and nearly send me out of my skin, but I'd reciprocate by nibbling at his fiery cock.
"And then Mark stopped foolin' around and took my hips with both his hands and brought my pussy right up to his face and begin to lick at it. Lick at it! Oh man! Do you know what that feels like? I damned near passed out.
"Mark's mouth was really talented and his tongue was a work of art! He'd take long lapping strokes on my cunt, then dip into my hole and baby-fuck me with his tongue, and then come up and grab my clitoris between his lips, sucking on it, letting his tongue roll around and around the hard little clit until I thought I'd scream… but he always knew when to quit, when to go back to lapping at my sopping snatch. What was great was that I could tell that Mark really dug sucking my cunt, that he really enjoyed sucking my hot box and swallowing all those juices that kept pouring out of me. And knowing that made me hotter, both for myself and also for his dong. Every time his tongue caressed my pussy, I sucked on his rigid cock with even greater pleasure and excitement.
"Nearly in a frenzy with the thrill Mark was giving me, I worked even more feverishly to please his engorged cock. It didn't take long and he began to hump his thick rod into my mouth right up against my throat even while I was pushing my twat into his face, rubbing myself against his nose and his tongue. We were, by then, both sweating like animals. I could no longer prevent my orgasm and I think Mark knew it. Grunting savagely, chewing and licking and sucking at each other's genitals, I felt the first spurt of his semen splash against my throat, hot and sticky, thick like syrup, and he shot and he shot, again and again, while my orgasm convulsed my entire torso, flooding me with electric thrills, my hungry pussy clutching and jerking and grabbing. I'd never had an orgasm like that ever and I'll probably never forget it. It was the most fantastic experience of my life, and, needless to say, it's changed my life completely."