Force Of Nature

Chapter 22

I woke up smiling. How long was I asleep? It was still daylight outside, so it must not have been too long. Ryan was curled up next to me still sleeping. God he was hot.

Oh baby on the bladder. I managed to detangle myself and not wake him. I used the bathroom, then washed and dried my hands, catching a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror. The woman staring back at me looked like me, yet didn't. She looked relaxed and happy, not uptight and emotionless. My hair was a mess, I had beard rash on my breasts and love bites on my neck. I was glowing. I looked like I had been fucked, and fucked very well.

I crawled back into bed, but I wasn't tired. I was wide awake, and I wanted more. I should have been sexually satisfied, but I wasn't even close.

A quick glance at his naked body revealed that he was semi erect, and that caused my mouth to water. How much would it take to get him fully erect? Probably not much. Damn I wanted him in my mouth.

I reached out and lightly stroked his cock. He twitched a little, but did not wake up. I stroked him again, and that was all it took. He was fully hard. I knew it wouldn't take much.

I dipped my head down and slowly ran my tongue along his hardened shaft, watching as a drop of precum appeared at the tip. His eyes popped open.

"Fuck." He choked out.

"My turn to take care of you." I said.

With my eyes on him the entire time, I slowly licked him from base to tip, and watched him quiver in pleasure. I ran my tongue up and down a few more times, getting his cock nice and wet with my saliva.

I then focused on his crown, and the few more drops of precum that had now appeared. I wrapped my lips around the mushroom shaped head, taking it into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the tip, tasting the precum that had been taunting me.

He was delicious.

His breathing began to pick up, and his hand was now tangled in my hair as I pushed past my gag reflex, taking in as much of him as I could. My mouth was stretched wide open, wider than I ever thought possible, and I focused on shielding my teeth, as saliva pooled in the corners of my mouth and began to run down my chin. I felt him hit the back of my throat, and fought the urge to gag. I had never had a dick this size in my mouth before. It was an entirely new sensation.

Needing to take a breath, I slowly pulled back, my tongue swirling around his shaft. I swiped my tongue along the vein, then teased the ridge between the shaft and the crown, as he bucked his hips, his body writhing in pleasure.

"Fuck Tristyn.. You are amazing." He murmured in that raspy voice.

I gazed at him from beneath my lashes, and the sight that greeted me had me instantly soaked. His eyes were hooded, his lips curled into a soft smile, then he released a sigh of pleasure.

I released him from my mouth, then ran my tongue along his sack, watching in delight as the skin along his sack tightened. I took his balls into my mouth, massaging each one of them with my tongue, and a string of curses escaped from his lips.

I released his balls, and ran my tongue along the vein on the underside of his shaft, taking a few moments to tease the ridge again, before engulfing his crown into my mouth.

I needed him to cum. I needed to taste him. I pushed past my gag reflex again, and kept going. When he hit the back of my throat, I hummed, then began to apply more suction with my mouth, my cheeks hollowing out around him.

His head was thrown back, and he was resting on his elbows. He was the picture of a man ready to come undone. His moans were making me wetter and wetter by the second. I began bobbing my head along his length, then alternating between licking and sucking, as his hips began bucking. Sensing he was close, I wrapped my hand around his shaft, and began jerking him off.