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“Okay,” Rick said. “Well, that feels good.”
“Do you want me to… go down on you?” I asked.
“Well, if you’re offering, yes.” He ran his hand through my hair, brushing it back out of my face. “But I’m going to last all of a few minutes if you do.”
“I don’t care,” I said.
I wasn’t quite sure what he meant or what I was doing. Offering this up felt sexy and grown-up, but I was neither of those things at this moment. It was the first time I’d even touched a penis let alone done anything to one. I knew it would make him happy, though.
“You’re going to have to be patient with me,” I said. “And… direct me.”
Rick grimaced, kicking his joggers and pants to the side. His poor back was still on the fritz. He’d not need to do much here. He sat up a bit.
“Are you alright?” I asked.
“If I lie down completely, I’ll end up craning my neck watching you and—trust me—it will hurt more.”
“Well, if it is bound to hurt, we don’t need to?—”
He played with my hair again, my hand once more on his cock.
“I want to. It would be incredibly sweet of you. If you want to, I want to.”
He kissed me, sending me reeling.
“The key,” he said. “Is no teeth. Pump with your hand while you go with your mouth. There isn’t much to it. Because it's been so long, I am easy to please today.”
I took in his directions, nodding.
“You’re a good pupil. You’ll figure it out, baby,” Rick said.
I moved down until I was staring right at his cock. For years, I had been frightened of the idea of such things. When I first read about oral sex in the pages of my sister’s intense dirty novel collection, I couldn’t understand why a woman would do such a thing. Now, I realised I held all the power. He would have begged me if I’d asked him to.
I took him in my mouth, slowly figuring things out. I began to gently move my hand, trying to sync it with my mouth. Rick let out a gasp, catching me off guard. I stopped and stared.
“No. It’s good. You just… you moved... it feels good.”
He was at a loss for words, not unhappy.
“Oh,” I blushed. “I’ll go on then?”
“Please,” he said.
I began once more, realising he would tense up and moan the moment I reached the head. I focused on it more. Picking up speed with my hand, I took him deeper into my mouth. His cock hit the back of my throat and elicited a gag. Feelings of power turned to fear I'd ruined it all.
“It happens,” he said.
“I feel stupid,” I admitted.
“No, no, don’t. It’s hot, okay? Don’t feel stupid.” His tone was sweet. He was panting. “You don’t have to keep going. But I’m about to cum anyway?—”
I dove back in. It was as if I was on a mission or needed to pass an exam. I stroked his balls, trying something new, and took as much of his erection in as I could. His legs quivered and he pulled my hair a bit, which I strangely liked. I heard him moan, his breath quickening.
“Lex, I’m going to fucking blow—spit or swallow I don’t care.”
I was trying to figure out exactly what the difference was when he jerked towards me and gripped his hands into my hair. I gagged again, realising he meant with the cum that was now in my mouth. I didn’t realise one had to choose. I swallowed, gagged, and again felt embarrassed.
“Shit. I’m sorry,” I pulled back.
