Anne & Jimmy

“Come on, honey – you know what I want, ” I purred into baby’s ear as I nestled against my boyfriend’s shoulder on our way to the dawn flea market outside town. “Remember the movie theater last night? You let me do it there – on my knees with your beautiful cock down my throat. I made you come in my mouth – remember that, my love? Let me do it right here, Jimmy. Let me give you head, darling – we have time. I want to wrap my soft lips around your dick and suck you off in my hot little throat. You know you love it – and you know what kind of woman I am. I’m the girl who can’t wait to get your cock in my mouth.” I put my hand on the steering wheel as Jim unbuttoned his fly and pulled his jeans apart. “I love you, Anne – you’re one in a million,” he said smiling. “I’m your one in a million,” I answered as I reached down to cradle his swelling cock in my fingers. “Mmmm – nice,” I cooed, massaging his thickening tool – “just what I wanted.” I caressed his penis with loving devotion while Jim writhed in his seat to free his balls from his underwear. “I love your mouth, Anne…” “Is that all I am to you?” I teased. “That’s not what I meant – I mean not all that I meant – I mean I love the way you talk to me – the things you say.” “Like how much I love blowing you? How I crave eating your meat and drinking your cum? Like what I’m going to do to you right now?” I slid my hand up his shaft, now hard enough to stand on its own. “I know you’ve been disappointed by sex before – but you have me now. I’m not like the others. You can be yourself with me – I want you to. I’m your pretty mouth girl – the one you’ve always dreamed of – right here in the flesh – and I’m hot to eat you, honey. I want you in my mouth. I want to swallow your pole and feel you in my throat. Hear that, Jimmy? – in my throat – all the way down to your balls – just like in the movies you watch.” I squeezed my fingers around his cockhead and felt a drop of wetness against my palm. “Mmmm…” I moaned. “I like that – give me more,” I said as I wiped up the drop with my index finger and raised my finger to my lips. Touching Jim’s chin, I turned his head to watch me as slowly and deliberately I licked and swallowed my finger, running it smoothly in and out of my mouth. Jim moaned as he watched me – “Jesus, Anne – I love the way you do that.” “I’m glad,” I said softly, “because this is what I want to do to your cock.” Puckering my lips around my finger and sliding it deep into my mouth, down to the knuckle, I pretended to gag – “glugh – arlghh.” Jim groaned and smiled. “You like that, don’t you, baby? You like to hear me gag on your cock – it makes you hot, doesn’t it? Me too, darling – I like it too. It turns me on to feel you stuffed inside my tender throat – stretching the walls in there – bulging my neck – making me gag. I think it makes you bigger when I gag on you. “Don't tantalize me like this!” he squealed – “Jesus!” I laughed. Then I grabbed him again and renewed my massaging. “Oh you dirty boy – is this what you want?” I teased as I dipped my head into his lap and licked the crown of his cock. “Look how hard I made you – oh yeah – I want this in my mouth.” I opened wide and lowered my lips around him, swabbing the head with my tongue. “Mmmm – so good – you taste so good – I have to eat you – right now!” Relaxing my lower jaw, I pushed my lips down the pole – until my mouth was packed with cock and I felt his erection banging against my tonsils. Jim had his hands on the wheel over my head and I could hear him begging. “Yes, baby – oh yes – please, Anne – please take it all – deepthroat my cock – please darling.” My eyes smiled to hear my honey’s pleasure, and opening my throat, I pushed down hard to work that fat cockhead around the bend in my neck and into the tube of my throat. “Ahhh!” Jim exhaled sharply as my throat opened and closed around him – and my lips came to rest in his cockhair. Jim took a hand from the wheel and palmed the top of my head, pressing me down and holding me there. “Stay there,” he breathed – “just stay there like that.” I stayed, groaning deep down in my throat. This is what I love, my favorite part. This is the test of a true deepthroat cocksucker – to stay down on your lover and get him off in your throat. With Jimmy’s seven plus rock-hard inches down my neck, I can stay down for almost a minute before I gag – and he loves every second. Inhaling through my nose, I twisted my lips into his groin and shook my cheeks from side to side, rubbing my nose and grinding my jaws into his belly – sending those good vibrations down my neck to pulse and quiver around his twitching cockhead. He was squirming in his seat as I mashed my face into his belly – and he pushed down hard on the top of my head to keep it just like that. “Oh god, Anne – you have no idea how good this feels – so warm and tight down your throat.” I started making gagging sounds – “glgh – alghh – mmph” and Jim pushed down harder – he loves to make me gag with my throat full of cock. “Agh – agh – aghh – aahhggrlgagh” – and suddenly my throat heaved and spasmed. Jim held me down as the gagging wave squeezed the walls of my throat – gulping and swallowing on his buried cockhead – and then he let me go and I pulled up for air. “Feel good?” I asked, breathing in. “What do you think?” “I think it does. I think Jimmy likes that. You like feeling me suck your cock with my throat. You like making me gag.” “It’s true – is that okay?” “Is that okay? Don’t you know? Don’t you know I can’t wait to get your prick down my throat? And I love to feel your big hands on my head – I like you to force me – to hold me down like that – don’t ever stop.” “You’ll make me come if you keep this up.” “You don't want to come?” “I do – but – what about you?” “Me? I want your cum – that’s what you can do for me. You can feed me a big helping of that delicious hot cock cream in your balls – that’s what I want from you, baby.” I knew that kind of talk would do the trick with my honey – make him give me what I needed. “I love this cock – so warm and hard – it’s really big now too, Jimmy. I can feel the blood just throbbing in there – and all that hot yummy sperm building up – just aching for a warm deep hole to shoot into. I want it to build and build and build – until finally it explodes right out of you and gushes down my throat – mmmm yeah – I want it – I want to eat your cum.” Jim could barely breathe he was so hot to come now. I seized his prick in my hand and jerked him – slowly up and down. “Come on, baby – come for me. Come for your pretty blonde mouth girl – yeah – that’s right. But tell me when, honey – tell me when you’re ready – because I want you in my throat. I want to go down on you when you come – all the way down so I can feel your fat cockhead pulsing in my gullet. Oh it makes me crazy when you cream down my throat and I gag on your load.” “Oh god…” he moaned – “I love you, Anne – I love you.” “I love you too, baby,” I murmured softly as I stroked his hard-on toward the climax. “You almost there, darling? – you close? – yeah, that’s it, baby – let it go – let it happen – don’t keep it in – it’s mine, baby – let me eat it – that come belongs to me, baby – so give it to me – every drop – all for me – yeah – that’s right – come – come – come in my mouth.” He started babbling then. “Okay – okay – get ready – yes – yes – a little faster – like that – like that – oh god, Anne – now – do it!” His passion made me moan as I dropped my mouth over his cockhead and sucked him down to the root in one joyous plunge. His hands were flexing on my head and squeezing my hair in handfuls as orgasm gripped his whole body. I could feel the blood rushing from his balls – along the hard swollen tube pressing down my tongue and jamming back my jaws as the head lay lodged and ready inside my throat. I plastered my lips into his groin to bury that cock as deep in my throat as it could possibly penetrate – Jim’s powerful hands locked on my skull. And then that wonderful pause thing happened – that moment of stillness before the flood. We hung there suspended – aching for release. Uncontrollable sounds spilled from his throat, and I felt myself starting to gag. His hips jerked up from the seat and his hands pressed down on my head, locking his cock down my throat to the hilt. And then I felt it hit me – rapid-fire jolts of hot spraying semen drowning my throat. I gagged and swallowed on his spurting cockhead – keeping my lips sealed at the base. This was my man – this was his semen – his life essence – and I was drinking at his fountain of love. I wanted to wallow and drown it felt so good. Hot cream – and thick – pasting my insides – so deep – pooling and dripping into my heart. I gagged and heaved but I stayed where I belonged – down on my lover – my tender throat stretched and opened to the depths of my soul – as he spilled his seed into me. Tears blurred my eyes as my man held me hard to his body – and buried his treasure in the pit of my throat. “Oh Jimmy,” I thought – “how I love to do this – how good this makes me feel.”