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I am standing there thinking to myself, "I almost came four times tonight and no release. If this doctor (a doctor of "sexycology" is what he claimed to be; which isn't a real thing apparently) is right, who am I to keep this "volcanic like" event to myself. That sexy little dynamo in the shower was with me every step of the way tonight and she deserved a payoff. Dr. Joe convinced me I had to share this with someone other than my right hand so when I heard the shower shut off I knew I had to act fast.
The hair dryer started so I was able to move freely about without detection. I circled the question and answer and jotted a read this on her magazine page, putting it on her bed. I looked on the floor of her bedroom where her dress and panties were discarded and I couldn't help myself as I picked up her panties and held them to my nose. Her sweet pussy smells heavenly and thinking about the taste of her, how she feels with that warm pussy engulfing my cock...... WOW!!!!!!!!! I was rock hard again. If Dr. Joe is right I am running around with Mount Vesuvius ready to blow.
I slipped out to the kitchen and sat on the counter waiting for my beauty when I thought to myself, what if she doesn't see the magazine? She may have a heart attack if she sees someone sitting on her kitchen counter in the dark. I knew part of her nighttime ritual was a glass of warm milk before bedtime so I emptied out her milk carton and jotted another note, attaching it to the emptied out milk bottle which I put back in the fridge. I turned off all the lights, stripped naked and slowly stroked my cock while sitting on her kitchen counter, anticipating what was soon to cum.
I heard her rummaging around in the bedroom and imagined what she was changing into. I was hoping for some type of sexy lingerie or better yet, she says she loves being naked so maybe....As it was stone silent in the kitchen except for the faint sound of my cock being stroked, I was able to hear the magazine picked up and I assume read through. She probably wondered why I was torturing her as she thought I had left for the night. She came into the kitchen and opened the fridge and read the note:
" Sorry, no warm milk tonight but there is another warm substitute waiting for you on your kitchen counter."
I hit the light to see her turn around looking sexier than I could have ever imagined. She had a pink half t-shirt on that had Betty Boop on the front of it. The t-shirt was tight enough to outline her enormous breasts and glorious silver dollar nipples. The thong panties she had on were so small in the front that little bits of pubic hair peaked out of their pink lacy home. The sight made me throb that much more which increased the squirts of pre-cum I was using to lubricate my stroking efforts. She seemed to be pleased with this potential milk substitute as a huge smile ran across her face.
She practically ran to the counter and without pretense wrapped her sensuous lips around my shaft. My pink clad darling always claimed she loved sucking cock and this seemed to prove she was not just saying that for my benefit. I eased off the counter and wanted to head for the bedroom but we only got as far as the couch in the carpeted living room. This, at least, allowed her to kneel in comfort as I looked down to see her perfect ass thrusting with each gulp. I was stroking her hair in time to her bobbing back and forth on my cock while I looked at her sexy wrinkled soled feet begging to be licked. Mount Vesuvius was about to blow so I then leaned back and pictured her this evening, the many looks of my cock sucking temptress;
The look of her walking in that men's room, short red dress, bare foot and ready to fuck.
The sweaty naked goddess lying there in my car after an incredible blowjob.
My short perfect naked goddess with her feet swaying in the air, her ass calling for my tongue.
The sexy girl looking for warm milk in her tiny pink t-shirt and panties. and
Last but not least, that smile on her face when she saw me on her kitchen counter, that devilish little smile.
I was ready to explode on that smile and explode on that smile is an understatement of what I did. I started to unload and she gulped furiously. She swallowed as much as she possibly could but her lips had to release my still erupting cock before she drowned in my cum. Dr, Joe was right, I was really built up, so I continued to spurt on her face and shirt when she collapsed on the floor before me. I spewed a few last streams and felt a release like I had never felt before. I opened my eyes and looked upon my devilish angel as she licked her lips savoring the warm treat she received. She looked amazing with cum on her nose and right cheek as well as in her hair. There was also as much cum on Betty Boop's face as hers. Betty now looked like a very happy member of the "Got Milk" campaign. Now filled with my spunk and seemingly satisfied she was lying there on the floor with her legs spread and she had almost ripped her lacy thong as she had three fingers deep while the other hand happily cleaned her cum soaked face, licking her fingers between cleanings. I was in awe of my sticky pink clad enchantress and amazingly I was rock hard again. My cock tingled when I stroked it one last time and the last shot had no distance so it just imploded all around my cock like lava around the great Mount Vesuvius. I could barely see my pubic hair as cum was thick and sticky engulfing my crotch completely. She heard my last moan, glanced up and quickly crawled over and licked me clean, even sucking softly on my soaked pubic hair for every last little drop.
She convulsed every now and then due to the three fingers she stuck deep inside but I had to repay the favor she did for me,myself. I finally composed myself from that incredible eruption and I made a beeline to her juicy slit. She quickly moved her hand and let me do what I do best. I munched and feasted on her wonderful pussy paradise after discarding her drenched panties. Her well groomed but full bush was soaking wet which only intensified the flavor. I love the amazing aroma and scintillating taste of her beautiful pussy and after this intense evening she was especially juicy as the taste of my cum seemed to intensify her orgasms. She overflowed with wetness as my baby is a squirt-er and I lapped up her pussy juice as hungrily as she had my cum just a few minutes ago.She came once, twice, three times for the lady. I can't believe how good her cunt juice tastes, the nectar of the gods I say. Amazing!!
She was so exhausted from this eventful evening that she fell fast asleep on the couch as I was cleaning up. I glanced over my shoulder before leaving and saw her sprawled out on the couch; her hair mussed up, bits of my cum on her upper cheek where her tongue could not reach, her Betty Boop t-shirt with several white stains all over Betty's smiling pink face. She had no panties on, legs spread wide, still soaking wet, so inviting, so tasty looking so....no, I really gotta go.
Until next time, my sweet. If I start building up now and keep thinking about her all day long, Mount Vesuvius will be ready to blow again later tonight. Thank you Dr. Joe, your answer inspired a perfect end to a long and sometimes frustrating evening.
Dr. Joe, you are one magnificent bastard!!!!
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