Subject: Craving Kelly
Story Codes: MF oral
Author: <name and address withheld by request>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
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Dear Kelly,
A couple of days ago, you sent me three pictures and asked me to do
tributes for them. Attached find three tributes. I suppose now you'll
be wanting to know what I was thinking about when I did them. I'll tell
you about what was going through the ol' noggin for the first one (the
picture of you and your cousin), since my thoughts for the other two
weren't nearly as interesting as my thoughts for the first.
Even though the picture was of the two of you, I could only think of you.
I imagined that the two of us had been on a date at a nice restaurant.
You were dressed to the nines in a beautiful green dress and I in a dress
shirt, tie and dress pants. After dinner, we got back in my car and I
drove you home. After I pulled in to your driveway, we sat in the car
for a few minutes and chatted until I finally said that I'd had a lovely
time with you and leaned over to give you a kiss on the cheek. At that
point, you said, "Well, would you like to come in?"
The next thing I knew, we were in your living room sitting next to each
other on your couch. I had already loosened my tie a little bit, but
suddenly your hand was on my tie, pulling my face to yours. We kissed
like that for a few minutes, one of my hands running up and down your
back while the other was on the back of your head.
Your hands were free, so you started pulling my shirt tails out of my
pants. Once that was done, your left hand rotated around to my chest and
started unbuttoning my shirt. After you got a couple buttons, I loosened
my tie enough to take it off and throw it across the room. By this time,
you had finished unbuttoning my shirt, so you pushed it off my shoulders
while I slipped my arms through the sleeves and let it fall to the
ground.
I decided to take a little more initiative at this point and, as we
started to kiss again, my right hand slid down to your ass and gently
squeezed it. You moaned your appreciation into my mouth, so I cupped
your ass with both my hands and squeezed harder. Finally, you pushed me
back and said simply, "Watch."
You stood up, turned on some music, and started dancing very slowly. As
you danced, you started unzipping your dress. Then with your back turned
to me, you slipped it off your shoulders and let it pool at your feet,
leaving you naked but for a thong. You looked at me over your shoulder
for a moment, turned around, and walked toward me.
You leaned over and gave me a light kiss on the cheek before dropping to
your knees. You put your hands on my knees and pushed them open, then
ran your hands up my legs and over my crotch. You started rubbing my
cock through my pants for a minute while you kissed my stomach and chest.
By now, my cock was so hard from your striptease and the stimulation that
it was threatening to burst through my pants.
In no time, you had my zipper down and your hand inside my pants. You
smiled when you discovered that I was wearing boxer shorts, and I heard
you mumble something about "easy access." Your fingers traced their way
through my pubic hair and closed around my shaft. You tugged on my cock
a few times before pulling it out of my pants.
I whispered, "What do you plan to do with that?"
You looked up at me with a glint in your eye and said, "What you want me
to do with it?"
Hoarsely, I groaned, "I think you know what I want you to do," as my hard
cock lurched in your hand.
"Tell me," you breathed back. Then, with more force, you said, "Tell me
what you want me to do."
"Oh fuck," I cried out. "I want you to suck my cock! I want your mouth
on my cock!"
In no time, you had my zipper down and your hand inside my pants. You
smiled when you discovered that I was wearing boxer shorts, and I heard
you mumble something about "easy access." Your fingers traced their way
through my pubic hair and closed around my shaft. You tugged on my cock
a few times before pulling it out of my pants.
I whispered, "What do you plan to do with that?"
You looked up at me with a glint in your eye and said, "What you want me
to do with it?"
Hoarsely, I groaned, "I think you know what I want you to do," as my hard
cock lurched in your hand.
"Tell me," you breathed back. Then, with more force, you said, "Tell me
what you want me to do."
"Oh fuck," I cried out. "I want you to suck my cock! I want your mouth
on my cock!"
You smiled wickedly, bent your head down, and started kissing my thighs.
After a couple of kisses, you looked up at me and whispered, "Maybe I
don't want to suck your cock."
For a second, I thought maybe you were serious, but the glint in your eye
gave you away. I decided to play along.
"I can't make you do anything you don't want to do," I chuckled. "Maybe
I should ask you. Would you like to suck my cock?"
You huffed a little at this and I could see your thoughts written on your
face: "What makes this guy think he's so special that I would beg to go
down on him?" I think in spite of this you knew that I was teasing, but
even still, you gave my cock a tug as though to say, "I'm the one in
charge here."
I gave out a small painful groan and quickly said, "Okay, okay, you win!
Would you please suck my dick? PLEASE?"
A big grin crept across your face. "That's more like it," you sighed.
"Say it again!"
I took a deep breath and managed to say, "I want you to suck my dick.
Please suck my dick."
You laughed and started kissing my thighs again, but stayed away from the
most important area. "Say it again," you breathed.
By now, my eyes were closed and my thoughts were focused squarely on what
you were doing. "Suck my cock," I whimpered. "Please... put my cock in
your mouth."
You chuckled, but kept up the tease. Your kisses got closer to "ground
zero," but still didn't hit the target. "Keep saying it," you whispered.
My eyes popped open and I sat up. "God damn it," I yelled. "What is it
going to take? Please! I'm begging you! Suck my dick!"
You laughed and put one hand on my chest, pushing me back onto the couch.
In one fluid motion, your head was bent and you had my entire length in
your mouth.
"Oh... God..." I moaned, as my eyes fluttered and rolled back in my head.
You chuckled at my reaction. That is, you chuckled as well as could be
expected with a penis in your mouth. You sucked on my cock like an ice
cream cone, then came up and sucked on the head before finally coming up
for air. Finally, you kissed the tip of my cock once, then twice.
"You know," you complained, "I usually enjoy hearing if I'm doing a good
job."
My brain wasn't working at that time, and all I could manage to get out
was, "Uh... oh..." and some wordless, guttural grunts.
You smiled and said, "I guess that means I'm doing okay," as you took my
cock in your mouth again.
As you started to work your magic again, I finally managed to take
control of my mouth and stuttered a response: "That... th... that is...
un... unbe... oh God... unbelievable. Oh fuck..."
"That's more like it," you muttered. Your tongue danced around the tip
of my penis and along the underside of the shaft. You bobbed up and down
on me a few times before slowing down, taking my cock out of your mouth,
and licking it from the base to the tip.
I couldn't take it any longer and I managed to get to my feet.
"Alright," I growled. "It's your turn now!" With that, I grabbed you
under the arms, picked you up, and threw you not-so-gracefully on the
couch.
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To be continued?
Matt