Savoring Every Drop Of Cum

Owen and I had been dating for a few months now, and we were moving beyond the mutual masturbation stage.  I wanted to build up some excitement and told him over the phone that the next time we get together, I needed to suck his cock.  I wanted the evening to be about him.  He could of course enjoy me, too, but the main event was to be around him.

I went over his house after work on Friday.  He worked from home that day and was freshly showered when I arrived.  It was impossible to not acknowledge the sexual aspect of the evening plans, so I reassured him that, after dinner, we would come back and take care of his cock.  Owen was able to calm himself down, and we went out for a lovely dinner.

Back at his house, it didn't take long for things to shift sexually.  Owen put on some romantic music, turned on the gas fireplace, and softened the lights in the living room.  We put a couple of towels and pillows down on the floor near the fireplace, and then he pulled me in close for a kiss.  

I was wearing a navy blue casual dress, and he had jeans and a black polo on.  His hands latched onto my dress-covered boobs as we kissed, and I ran one hand over his arm and the other hand placed on his neck.  Owen reached under my dress and grabbed my bum, pulling my pelvis into his.  I raised my arms, and in a single motion, he lifted the dress above my head and off.  Only my beige bra and blue bikini undies remained.  Playing catch up, I pulled his polo over his head and immediately worked on undoing his belt.  The belt released, and I went for the button on his jeans, and then his zipper.  Sliding the zipper down, I felt his hardening cock pushing past the now-open jeans material.  I started to pull his jeans down, but they were on the skinnier kind of fit.  He realized my issue, and took them off himself.  Owen had on pink trunk-style undies with a black waistband.  I loved his bold choice of colors, and it always had me wondering what color he had on that day.

We embraced again, and his cock was much more obvious pressing into my body with just his undies on.  He unclasped my bra, and I let it slide down my arms and off my wrists.  Owen started sucking on each nipple while he placed a hand down my panties.  He played in my pubic hair before reaching downward more to my clit and wet pussy.  He stooped down and pulled the undies to my ankles and then off.  Owen buried his nose in my pubic hair, breathed in, and then gave my clit a quick kiss before standing up.  Both of my hands took turns tracing over his bulge before pulling the waistband out and down over his cock.  That first look where it bounces to freedom is one of my favorite visuals.

I instructed Owen to lay on his back, while I went to work as the fireplace flames seemed to dance against his naked body.  I kissed and ran my hands all over.  His forearms were neatly trimmed, and his biceps were strong and smooth.  His chest had the small patch of short hair in the center, but was otherwise smooth as well.  I kissed my way down to his tummy, still not giving any attention to his hard, 7 inch pulsing cock.  I licked from where his legs meet his body and then down each leg.  His thighs were shaved, and his lower legs were trimmed short.  Moving back to his tummy, I licked downward from his belly button to his pubic area.  His cock was perfectly smooth, as usual.  Not a single hair or even a sign of stubble could be found.  I licked with a flattened tongue above his penis, where his pubic hair would be.  It drove him crazy, so naturally, I stayed here for a while!  I cupped his balls with my one hand, retracted his foreskin with the other, and then brought my lips to the tip of his cock.

I kissed his cock gently while slowly stroking it.  I positioned myself along side him, and he appreciated the ability to finger my wet pussy.  My lips were tightly pursed as I moved down the length of his cock's tip and then back again.  I took more and more of his cock into my mouth with each motion, and used my hand to assist what I couldn't get with my mouth.  Next, I moved down between his legs, and examined his testicles.  I massaged each one individually with a few fingers, exploring the oval shape and the connecting network of tubes.  Bringing my mouth to his shaved scrotum, I began gently sucking on each of his balls while slowly stroking the top third of his cock.  Owen moaned and moaned in appreciation.  I took the entirety of one his testicles in my mouth and swirled it with my tongue, before releasing it to join its twin.  He told me he "wasn't going to last much longer".

My mouth moved back up and my lips formed a tight seal around his cock's tip.  One of my hands stabilized myself, while the other squeezed and tugged gently on his testicles.  I bobbed faster and faster, keeping the same pressure with my lips over his cock.  He began to involuntarily thrust his cock in my mouth as he started to scream.  His grip tightened hard on my body.  I pointed his cock into my cheek as I felt the warm rush of his cum ejaculating into my mouth.  The texture was on the thinner side, and the taste was bland to slightly sweet and pleasant.  I swallowed the initial spurt or two, but I was caught off-guard by the volume.  It was a lot of cum!  I wanted to savor him in my mouth before swallowing, but there was a little too much to handle.  My mouth released momentarily to let some cum spill out while I was able to take the rest.  The extra cum ran down the length of his cock and either met my hand on his balls or pooled right above his penis.

Owen's orgasm winded down, his cock began to soften in my mouth, and his grip on my body lessened.  I sucked a little longer to get the last drops, but I was also trying to be careful around his now overly-sensitive tip.  I released his penis from my mouth, and it came to rest against his body.  The room was filled with the chlorine-bleach scent of his semen.  I licked along the grain of his scrotum to get what cum leaked out.  Then, I flipped his penis down from resting against his body to his scrotum.  With a flat tongue, I licked above his penis again to clean up the last drops of his pure white cum.  The sensation was almost too much for him, and I noticed his cock starting to grow.  "Are you not satisfied?", I asked.  "I am BEYOND satisfied", he replied, still catching his breath.