Fulfilling A Girl's Male Fantasy

Getting up off my knees I straddled her lap, resting my bare buttocks on her bare legs, the fishnet and high heels at my ankles touching them at the edges too. Jennifer took my wet face in her hands and kissed me on the lips, thanking me, and for a while we hugged and kissed, her hands caressing my arse and the lace that divided it. I was almost painfully erect now though, and was wondering when she would return the favour.

I needn't have worried. Soon she began to squeeze my balls gently and to run her thumb and forefinger up and down my shaft through the material of her knickers covering them. Once she'd fully recovered from her orgasms, she asked me to stand up, and immediately knelt between my legs. Lifting the front edge of the black mini-skirt to tuck it into the waistband, and pulling down the front of the panties, she pulled my erect cock and balls out. Immediately she set about licking my hairless scrotum, taking each testicle on her tongue and allowing it to roll off, then licking repeatedly between them, leaving a glob of spittle on them.

Her big brown eyes looked up at me as, her tongue extended, she caught the saliva dripping off and then slowly sucked each of my balls into her mouth individually, her chin shining with her own dribble. With both in her mouth, warm and wet, being sucked on and teased with her tongue, the feeling of the hardness and sharpness of her teeth lightly touching the skin of my sack just below the base of my dick reminded me that I was at her mercy.

Presently she widened her attention to the base of my shaft, licking around it and the skin just above it where previously a thick mass of pubic hair had grown, never allowing any area of skin that she had wetted to dry. I became aware of her hands, stroking my stockinged legs and bare cheeks, occasionally slipping between them to rub the material over my anus, or to caress my unslobbered penis lightly with her fingertips. This was quickly running out with Jenny licking and sucking her way up, though not fast enough it seemed to me, being driven mad with anticipation, running my hands through her long brown hair. As she neared the head she pulled the foreskin back and forth over it, then she was sliding her tongue around the edge, licking the head itself, flicking the tip of her tongue over the little slit.