Hours and hours he teases me for, or at least it seems like it, before slowly pulling down my soaking knickers. M's hands flutter over me, the lightest touches send electric tingles across my skin. He varies the pressure and strokes, making his way to my aching pussy, which is throbbing with anticipation now.
M's head bobs down, and he takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking first gently, and then more roughly, the intensity making me cry out. He stiffles my cry with a kiss, slipping a hand between my legs as he does so. My clit is at his mercy now. He teases me by flicking his thumb across, just grazing the flesh, really, gradually increasing the pressure and length of time of contact. I know I'm wet, aching for him inside me, but M will not give himself to me yet. His oral skills are amazing, it feels even better than earlier, varied strokes, pressures and frequency. He builds the moment up, I am helpless on my back, legs wide apart, hips thrusting to meet his tongue.
I can hear my own breathing now, shallow, rapid breaths. I am moaning and whimpering for release, and so he stops, grinning at me. 'my turn', he growls, flinging himself onto the bed beside me. I am all too eager to taste the hard, straight cock proudly erect before me. Soon, it is M's turn to be panting and moaning. My expert tongue swiftly bringing him to a point where he can hardly contain himself. My tongue has teased his balls into a frenzy, they are firm and tight, his cock is pulsing in my mouth. He pushes me away from him, 'not yet, not yet'. I have brought a variety of condoms with me, he reaches across me to the bedside table and grabs one. His fingers will not do his bidding, he fumbles and struggles to open the packet, in his haste. We laugh, but soon he has managed it, together we slide it over his wet cock, and down as far as it will go, and I know I'm in for the first ride of 2008!
