Hunter & Julie

Scene 30 *Rated R*

Alright look, there's gonna be smut. If you don't like it, the metaphorical door is at your despense.

As I slowly removed his pants I noticed how large he was. I started to doubt myself. The research I did for this usually used a average sized manhood to demonstrate. What if I messed up and embarrassed myself?

Why didn't I think this through?

"Hay, you don't have to do it" He sat up and held my face reassuringly.

"I know that, but I want to its just I don't want to mess up"

"You're not perfect Julie, while to me nothing you do can ever be wrong, you're still human, I trust you" he kissed me firmly. "Just don't bite my dick cause that would fucking suck ass" I laughed and the look of absolute lust and love in his eyes gave me the confidence to push him back against the bed and move my fingers against the hem of his black boxers.

He bit his lips running his hand through my hair. The sight of him losing control was enough to send an abundance of heat down my core and every since in me told me to jump his bones.

I pulled his boxers off until they were no longer an barrier between Hunter and I. I was face to face with a full erected Hunter. It was odd being so close yet so hot for him. The sight if his creamy vein popping huge d*ck was enough to get my n*pples and hard as pebbles. I sat up and sat criss cross apple sauce in front of him.

He looked at me his careful eyes waiting for my next move. I licked my palm slowly.

I took him in my hands and he hissed. I smirked at this sight. I wanted to do more so I slowly went up and down and realized how soft he was, I wasn't expecting such a baby smooth feeling.

I ran my thumb around the tip and I moved my hand in an up and down motion in a firm grip around his length. I gave is balls attention as well as I squeezed softly on his tender readiness.

He groaned and I felt somewhat excited by the thought I could make him feel the way he made me feel four times already. So I made the bold move to wrap my lips around the tip of him and he moaned loudly.

"What are you doing?" He groaned.

"Did I hurt you?" I gasped quickly letting go.

"No, the bloody opposite actually, I'm trying my hardest not to come down you throat."

"Then don't try."

He smirked at my out of no where boost of sexualized confidence.

I giggled and repeated the action and bobbed my head up and down his length as far as I could go and using my hands to massage what I couldn't reach with my mouth. I went farther and farther. I didn't realize that this was sexually stimulating for me as well. I could feel pressure building in my stomach as I heard Hunter curse and hiss my name.

"Julie, fuck- be careful," he groaned "you don't have to fit it all in"

I thought it was sweet that he cared but kept going. He ran his fingers through my hair and his body twitched under me. He tugged at my hairs and I could tell he was almost done. So I went faster and hummed a little to let him feel the vibrations in my throat.

"Have you ever heard of a -"

I went even deeper if possible and I caused him to lose track of his words.

"J-julie, Stop, I'm gonna-"

I kept going and took a lot of him in as I massaged his balls and eventually he said

"I'm gonna-" and I felt warm liquid shoot down my throat and I swallowed. ( spitters are quitters as I once read). It was an odd taste. It wasn't bad just and odd feeling, it just wasn't good neither. The thought that I gave Hunter an orgasm was fulfilling in itself.