Sucking porn

Image with a silhouette of a woman kneeling, to go with my story  about sucking porn.

He’s been quite into it, these past days. Porn. I don’t mind. Let’s just say it benefits me too. He’s hornier than he has been in a long time, and where in the past it would have irritated me, now I am happy he matches my own sexual desire.

We are in the autumn of our life, and I guess those hot porn photos of Mia Malkova makes him feel young again. I know it does me.

Yes, I have seen them too. A couple of days ago I typed a search string into the browser and as I typed, the link showed as a suggestion. I was curious, so I clicked it. Her photos left me as hot and bothered as I feel now, standing at the door of his study, seeing the images on his screen.

I can wait for him to come to me later, but I want it now.

Not only want.

Need.

And I know just what I want to do.

I softly rest my hand in his shoulder, and briefly he’s startled, but looking up at me, my smile eased the discomfort in his face. He turned to close the window in his browser, but I stop him.

“Don’t,” I say, “don’t stop.”

At the same time I pull his chair back a bit, drop to my knees and crawl to between his legs. I undo his belt, then the button of his jeans and pull the zipper down. He lifts his butt, helping me to pull his pants down. I hold his semi-hard cock in my hand, and lick my lips. I have always – and probably always will – loved sucking him.

He moans when I take all of him in my mouth. My mind flashes to our younger years, when I couldn’t do this; when he was hard and rigid before I sucked him, and I couldn’t fit him in my mouth like do now. I like this more, that I can feel him grow in my mouth. My fingers firmly circles the base of his penis when I allow him to slip out of my mouth.

I run my tongue along the length of his cock, and look up at him. He’s watching my moves. I stop, and only continue when he returns his attention to the screen. My message is clear… enjoy the porn. He should feel what I’m doing, but see her face. Let him imagine her mouth pleasuring him. Call it a twisted mindfuck… something like that.

When he almost reaches his full length, I really get into it. My tongue darts around the head of his dick, then concentrates on that piece of strenuous flesh underneath, the frenulum. He loves that, every time. This time is no different. His breathing quickens, and a low grunt fills the corners of the room. I lower my head, taking him in deeper. His cock is hard and long now. I know I can push him over the edge any moment I choose.

But, I’m not done with him yet.

I suck in my cheeks while at the same time letting him slip out of my mouth. The added pressure evokes another moan from him. I return to running my tongue around his length, then up and down his shift. I enjoy the twisting of his penis in my mouth; feel the tension building in his body; in his member.

God, he tastes so good!

When I take him in my mouth again, my hand follow. Up and down his shaft, saliva dripping down and lubricating his cock. My hand squeezes, and I delight in the firm flesh it holds.

I’m ready.

I don’t mind anymore whether he watches me or his screen. I want to push him over the edge. I want to feel his cock twitch in my mouth. I need to hear his moans as he tries to hold back, knowing he’ll lose the fight. I swallow his cock, keep it deep in my mouth until I have to come up for air. Going down on him again, I moan. The vibrations of the moan excites him as much as the sucking.

The telltale sign that his orgasm is close is when he tenses his legs. He does that now. I can go one of two ways – slow my sucking to make him last longer, or suck harder and push him over the edge. I don’t choose either. I’m not even thinking, just doing.

Sucking… my hand up and down his shaft… wanking… licking… sucking more… harder, deeper…

His orgasm starts with the simultaneous twitching of his cock and a low grunt in his throat. His body is tense as I relax my jaw. Even though I expect it, the first jet of seven surprises me. It hits the inside of my cheek. A second spurt joins the first, and quickly swallow to be ready for the rest.

Finally, he relaxes. I take my time licking him clean, savoring his taste; his smell. His limp cock lies against his thigh when I pull away and push myself up, resting my palms on his knees. I lean into him, opening my mouth to receive his kiss.

“You are the cock-sucking queen,” he says, hugging me close.

“No,” I laugh, “Mia is.”

He pulls me down on his lap, and bury his hand between my legs. Mia is all but forgotten as his fingers find my wet hole.

Now it’s my turn.

© Rebel’s Notes
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15 thoughts on “Sucking porn

  1. Oh my!
    I haven’t looked at professional porn like that in ages. Thanks for the links.
    But those images are nothing in comparison to your words and the actions you describe.
    Beautiful.
    What a loving service.
    Thanks for sharing and your writing inspires.

  2. *fanning myself*….oh my goodness, that was hot! And damn…that Mia is something else! I had never heard of her. I may have to reenact this piece with Daddy……

  3. This very erotic. You write beautifully. There is something magical about sexual hunger, urgent need. You capture it.

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