heat: (def 1b)
The transfer of energy from one body to another as a result of a difference in temperature or a change in phase.
The heat was unbearable. Stepping out into the sun, I messaged a lover, asking how he is staying cool- and was he naked?
Fifteen minutes later I joined him in the heat of his apartment. Despite the thick heavy swelter, I still sat close, resting my leg close to his. My hand on his freshly showered skin. Resting my head on his shoulder. Being with him makes me wish I was single, or more available. He’s the kind of guy I would want to show off to my friends. He’s the kind of guy I would hang out with. Movies, dinner, road trips. He’s the kind of guy I’d date if I was free to date. He understands that I’m not- and I think in his mind, he simply doesn’t consider me for that. Who knows, maybe that will change in time, but for now…
“Show me your new bed.”
We were sweating and damp. I was perfectly happy to undress him and remove some of my clothes. I ran my fingers over his hips and thighs. Dipping my chin down to lick his cock. I laughed as his voice trailed off, followed by his concentration. It had been weeks since I had any cock in my mouth and the sensation was like dark chocolate. Decadent and smooth. My lips sliding over him- taking my time, savoring the curves of his thick cock against my lips. The breeze from the ceiling fan was doing very little to stave off the heat, but the feel of his rough hands on my back, seemed somewhat amplified from the heat and sweat.
“You’re my dirty cock slut now aren’t you?”
I let my tongue explore his cock and balls. My body ached at his groans and encouraged me to continue. I always want so much to please him sexually and keep things interesting. For so long our time spent was in dark corners where we were limited in space, time and privacy. Now that our options are open, there’s no reason not to take advantage of that. Lower still, I let my fingers and tongue explore first his perineum and then his ass. He groaned louder, his breathing short and audible. I opened his legs wider for me, pushing his knees up in a way that was possibly uncomfortable and buried my tongue in his ass, stopping only to suckle on his balls occasionally and then moving back down. Pressing against him with my tongue in a penetrating fashion, but never really doing so.
I love the intensity of this. The sensation is so over the top, but only takes you so far. So much pleasure and it can be done for long periods of time without a guy reaching climax (at least as far as I know). Had my nails not been so long, I would have slipped a few fingers inside him and fucked his ass while I watched him take me in. Next time I will bring gloves for this. I took his cock in my mouth and let him grab me by my hair and thrust up into my throat several times until I pulled back and moved back down again to continue my tongue assault on his sensitive ass.
He never stopped moaning, and his heavy breathing had me so wet and turned on it was all I could do not to climb on his cock. He suggested that very thing as I was thinking this, “Get on my cock,” he said.
“Baby it’s just too hot to fuck.”
Now you KNOW it’s just stupid hot when I don’t want to fuck.
“Besides, I’m having too much fun eating your ass.” I told him, my voice dripping with sex and want.
“ohhh you whore..”
I pushed his legs up more forcefully and placed my hands on his cheeks and spread him open so I could reach him easier. I knew he was a bit uncomfortable physically and maybe emotionally. It’s not often that a man like him is on his back with his knees up getting his ass licked out by a hot slut like me. Oh the shame of it, but he loved it and while I know this wasn’t a first for him, it certainly had been longer than a decade.
I considered letting him finish with hot load in my face. I know this is something he has fantasized. Finally dragging my tired tongue away from his ass, he was almost shaking and unable to resist anymore. He grabbed his cock and was jerking it furiously. I wrapped my mouth around him and he immediately grabbed me by the pack of my head. He gripped my hair hard, pushing me down and thrusting. The vulgar choke sounds cutting through the thick heat and filling the room with hot sweat and fuck.
His cock pounded into the back of my throat and didn’t resist until I heard him cry out to me. His cock throbbed and grew even wider. I grabbed the base of his cock and sucked on him, drawing out his cum and swallowing several thick loads in my mouth.
He was spent. I was trashed and dripping in sweat. I threw my head back and caught a warm breeze blowing through the room. He laid mostly still, his eyes closed. It was so fucking hot. The room was filled with sex that stuck to my skin. Part of me wanted to just jump in his shower, and another part wanted to just soak in the deviant sauna we had created.
Usually afterwards, we lay together and cuddle and talk until we run out of time or we just start fucking again. Oh, but it was just too damn hot for this today. Realizing that I was officially “late” getting home, I got dressed while we made some small talk and we made some tentative plans for next week. We shared some passionate kisses and I made my exit. I smiled to myself, satisfied as I stepped out into the 100 degree afternoon heatwave- but it was nothing compared to the heat we created inside.
I bet you didnt think it really could get any hotter!! But, this is a good kind of hot. Call me, and lets get hot and sticky together!
XOXOXO
Mrs. Robinson
I have been trying to think if there is one particularly way in which I like to worship over another and have decided that, no there is no one way. Like the actual physical characteristics of the cock, the act is always different too. I will become accustomed, begin to understand how certain men, how certain lovers enjoy my lips, but the manner in which I make you cum is always different.
