Turn About Pirate
mf oral


After about three or four hours of sleep, she woke up, still snuggled up
against him, her back against his stomach, his arm around her waist. She
slowly slid out from under his arm, quietly rolled to the side of the bed,
then got up and padded to the bathroom, where she refreshed herself and
headed back to bed. The candles were burnt about half-way, so there was
still a soft light in the room.

She slid slowly back under the sheet, trying to not wake him, wanting to
wake him up a different way. And so she did.

He was laying on his right side, facing her, with his right leg bent and his
left leg straight, his genitals draped over his thigh. She put her index
finger in her mouth, wetting it thoroughly, then touched it to the tip of
his cock and moved it slowly in small circles. He was still asleep and
unknowing, but his cock recognized her immediately and the head pulsed
slightly out of the foreskin at her touch. As she gently massaged him with
her wet finger, more and more of the head showed, until it was filling and
stretching out a bit at a time. The shaft started to thicken, and his balls
pulled up slightly. She had to stop from time to time to re-wet her finger.
When all of the head was exposed, she continued her explorations, wetting
the skin at the join of the head and the shaft all the way around. He was
starting to stir in his sleep, so she stopped for a couple of minutes,
letting him get back into deeper sleep before she resumed.

When his breathing was regular again, she wet her first two fingers and her
thumb and used them to wet the head and shaft a little at a time, simulating
a vagina by sliding them down over the head then drawing them back, then
rewetting and doing the same thing again. The head was now getting quite
solid and the shaft was hard enough to lift itself almost clear of his
thigh. A most satisfying hard-on, she thought to herself. His breathing was
deeper, but still regular. A full day at work and some intense lovemaking
this evening had tired him enough that he still was not about to wake up.

She leaned even closer to him, and touched her tongue to the head, not
touching his body anywhere else. Now she wanted to wet the head again, with
just her tongue. She had had to slide down the bed and stay angled out from
his body because of his knee, so she finally just swapped ends on the bed,
moving slowly, and came to rest with her knees on the pillows, her feet
against the headboard with her ankles crossed. Very comfy.

Leaning slowly forward, she took the head into her mouth a bit at a time
until she had all of it in her mouth. Then she sucked gently on it, holding
it on her tongue. He stirred, and as he did, she slid more of him into her
mouth, not sucking, but moving her tongue over the length that slowly
entered her, wetting it thoroughly.

Now he was definitely starting to wake up, his arm moving to circle what in
his semi-sleep he thought was her waist, but coming to rest on the small of
her back instead. His eyes opened as the realization of `something's not
quite right here' slowly came over him, and he smiled at the sight of the
pretty twin curves of her backside up next to his face. He leaned over to
plant a kiss on one of those curves, and as he did, she leaned into him even
more, pulling as much of his cock into her mouth as she could manage without
jamming the back of her throat, then sucked hard, moving her tongue from
side to side across the underside. He gave a small moan as he continued to
kiss her, then started to slide his wet tongue slowly down the curved
divide, starting at the very top, taking as long as he could. She felt a
small pleasant electric feeling run down the insides of her thighs. She
spread her right knee out away >from her, arching her back slightly for him
to reach further down. He lifted himself up, reaching down with his tongue,
and she let her throat open for him, feeling him grow larger in her mouth
even as she took him into her a little at a time, working her way past the
gag reflex, pressing herself onto him.

He reached over her hip and put his hand on her pud, with his fingers
cupping her, extending between her thighs and moved his hand in circular
motions, warming and energizing her while she moved back and forth, drawing
him deeper and deeper into her throat. She could have taken all of him in by
now, but where was the fun in that?

Now it was getting awkward, her head and shoulders turned into him, while
she arched and turned her back so he could reach further with his tongue, so
she released him and rolled over on her side, facing him from top to bottom.
He put an arm over her waist and pulled her hips toward his face while she
slid an arm under his waist and pulled herself against him, her breasts
pressing against his belly, sliding one foot up her straight leg with her
knee in the air, making him an offering. He bent and slowly began to lick
the hairless lips, washing her with his tongue.

She returned to her original mission, and took the erection into her mouth,
gliding down its slick length, moving without haste, sometimes sucking,
sometimes just moving back and forth an inch or two, her lips brushing
against his stomach. Each time she let him go to come up for air, he
shuddered slightly, and each time she took his head into her mouth, his cock
bucked slightly from the contact. Each stroke brought more and more motion
from his hips. She reached around behind and took his balls in her hand,
rolling them gently and cupping them. When she sensed he was getting close
to coming, she withdrew, lifted herself up on her arm and leg, pushed him
onto his back, and laid down on top of him. He pressed his lips against her
hood for the first time, and drew his tongue downwards, pushing the hood
back and drew his tongue along the length of her clit. She shivered lightly,
spreading and stretching her legs out rigid for a few moments, lifting her
head until her breasts were barely touching him.

Now she took his cock in both hands, one holding tightly around the base,
pulling his foreskin taut, the other forming a tight ring of her first
finger and thumb. As she took him into her mouth again, she slid the ring
down the length of him right in front of her lips, taking him into her right
to the base, making him moan. Just because he was ready to come didn't mean
she was about to finish playing with him. Besides, this was the best part.
How long could she keep him on the edge without him blasting into an orgasm?

Still holding him at the base, she ran her fingertips up and down the length
of his shaft several times while she held just the tip of him between her
lips, sucking gently. Then she cupped his balls again and pulled gently down
on them both, generating a full-bodied groan from him she could feel from
her breasts right to her clit. She grinned, then thrust the hardened tip of
her tongue into the slit at the end of his cock and moved it up and down
while she ran her hand up and down his wet cock. More noise from between her
legs, and more grinning on her part. Somehow, he was still able to pay
attention to her, sliding one, then two, then finally three fingers into her
while he tongued her clit and lips. When he started to move his head from
side to side, banging against her thighs, she lifted herself to her knees
above him and deepthroated him in earnest, moving onto him as quickly as she
could, going right to the bottom of his cock, then pulling back to the head,
sucking hard, varying the speed that she took him in, moving her hand up and
down his cock ahead of her mouth sometimes and other times masturbating him
briefly as she was pulling back to begin a new stroke.

Now he was almost incoherent, making all kinds of extremely disorganized
noises while his hips bucked up to meet her. With a cross between a shout
and a moan, he started to come, his heels digging into the bed, his hips
lifting her. She pulled back far enough to get him out of her throat, but
kept him firmly in her mouth, sucking and tonguing him while her hand moved
quickly up and down the exposed part of his shaft, gripping him tightly. A
blast of wet warmth shot against the back of her throat, and several more
pulsed into her, each one lasting a second or longer. Every muscle in his
body was rigid. She felt like she was riding a stone statue while he
strained upward, immobilized, his cock jerking in spasm after spasm in her
mouth. She rubbed her pussy against his chest while her mouth filled with
sperm. She could never believe how hard he came when she did this to him,
but it felt beautiful, a cross between adoration and control.

Finally, he heaved one last time and fell back to the bed. She opened her
lips slowly, letting the sperm run out onto his cock and balls, spreading it
with her hands, making a slick, shiny piece of sculpture of his rigidity.
The little she had left in her mouth she tongued onto his stomach, spreading
it with her tongue while she held his cock out of her hair by slowly running
her fingers up and down the length of it, sliding down past his cock to his
balls, fondling them. A deep shudder ran through him, shaking her.

Finally she lifted her head and turned around on him, dropping her face to
his while she spread her legs over his hips and nestled against him, kissing
him forcefully, using all of her body in the kiss from her pussy to her
lips, sliding her hands under his arms and raking his shoulders with her
short nails. He kissed her just as hard as she brought him back to reality,
holding onto her, his hips moving against hers gently from time to time. She
lifted her head away from him and smiled at him.

"You've been boarded, by a pirate", she said and he smiled at her.