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All my erotic stories come from memories, experiences,
fantasies or personal desires.
Will you guess where this one was taken?
It starts out with a kiss.
She kisses my exposed flaccid glans with soft and wet lips. Kiss after kiss my glans grows, fills with pulsating warm blood and the shaft elongates, getting harder.
Her gentle hand winds around it, feeling its hardness, stroking it slowly. Up and down.
My glans disappears into her mouth, warm and wet, eager and desirous. She slowly begins pumping, mouth and hand synchronized.
Her hand goes down, and her head follows close, right to the root. Right to my balls. The hand goes up squeezing the shaft, and the head follows close, lips clutched around my cock sucking on the way up.
Drops of saliva drip from her mouth, drawing rivers along my cock shaft, down to the balls, wrapped in tight rippling skin, and further down.
Her saliva flows, reaching the perineal beyond my balls and then my anus.
The sucking game changes, her mouth righteously rests while her hand slides light along the length from the base up to the glans. It’s all moist and slimy and the palm can wrap the glans and rub it with ease, sending shivers through my dick.
Slide down to the balls, slide up to the glans, rub it and repeat.
The other hand diligently squeezes the balls and moves them around in a massage.
All is moist and slimy so her hand moves from the balls to the anus, and lets the middle finger in. Up, up for just a few centimetres, and pulls.
Pull, tap, massage to touch and squeeze the prostate. The gestures make my cock pulse and rise higher. She has rested enough.
A warm tongue approaches the glans, caressing the two little cheeks with its tip, gently teasing. One hand squeezes the balls, the other has the middle finger milking the prostate.
A lick on both the cheeks, a lick on top of the fissure to remove the precum, a lick behind where the glans is more sensitive, a deep thrust in through the…