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Phallic Rhapsody I need your cock so badly. I love everything about it. Its length and width, obviously, but much more the feel of it, the taste, the smell. the smell of your cock. It seems like a strange thing love, I suppose, but I do love it. It smells of you, of course, but deeper, earthier somehow, than the rest of you. Sometimes I bury my face between your legs just be completely enveloped in that smell. It intensifies when you are in my mouth. The taste and smell combining, reinforcing each other until I am entirely wrapped in you, until of has been poured out and replaced with you. Tasting you my tongue, feeling the smoothness of the skin, and the rigid hardness underneath, the sharp acidity of your pre-cum, I could lose myself entirely in this. In you. Watching you standing there, calmly stroking yourself in front of , it is I can do keep myself from reaching for it. It is so beautiful. You are so beautiful. I love the long smooth lines of your chest, your ribs, the slight curve of your hipbones, framing your hand as it curls loosely around your delicious, so hard length, sliding gently and down underneath the bulge of the head, tickling that extra sensitive, soft skin underneath. I love watch the delicate beads of pre-cum form the tip, glistening in the light, then slowly detaching and falling the floor, connected by thin silvery threads. I ache taste them, feel them my tongue. The more pre-cum emerges, the more your stroking begins to make its own sounds. To accompany your occasional quiet moans and murmurs. The wet, slickness of your cock and your fingers making it easier still for your hand to slide and down the length. I could live in these noises. I see you run your fingers over the tip, collecting more droplets help your fingers, your palm stroke more smoothly. Your 'mmhmn' combining with the slippery gentle slap of your thumb hitting the underside of your head now create the most erotic soundscape. I can't bear it. I have feel you. I need the weight and unyielding hardness and silky smoothness of your delicious cock inside my mouth, my tongue this very second. Please. Please? I need it so badly. I need your cock to fill entirely. We both know that it will. I will stretch and gag and gasp and try everything I can take in more of you, feel of you press into the back of my throat. I will fail. I never quite manage to swallow all of you, but I am so desperate to try. Finally, finally, after you have watched fall into despair that I will never taste your cock again, you step forwards and release your hand, placing it instead the back of my head. The pressure is gently insistent, although entirely unneeded. I cannot imagine anything in the world but your cock right now. My lips, already parted and wet in anticipation brush the tip, coating themselves in your pre-cum. My tongue snakes out to taste you, and your palm on the back of my head tells I am indulging myself for too long. I stretch my mouth as widely open as it will go and impale myself on you. I am never quite as prepared as I think I am for your head nudging the back of my throat. I gag and splutter and your approving moan tells that the pressure this creates, the small squeeze of my throat as my gag reflex tries and fails push you out so I can breathe, feels pleasurable for you. My heart surges. What is my breath compared your pleasure? You pull out of my throat and I lick and suck and kiss and nibble gently your skin. I make my way down the vein the underside of your cock and breath your balls into my mouth gently, one at a time. I hmm in contentment, knowing that you enjoy the vibration. I feel your fingers tighten in my hair and you replace my mouth around your length. You take over now and I become a thing for you, a hole. Wet, warm, tight. In no time at all I begin to drool, my saliva merging with your pre-cum to make little rivulets down my breasts and pool on the floor beneath us. Your thrusts overpower me entirely. The taste, the smell, the feel, the sound of you, is all there is, as you push your cock down into my throat again and again, with more and more force. All I exist for is this. You are so deeply inside my throat when you cum, that I almost don't get to taste it at all. You withdraw a little at the end though, allowing me to coat my tongue, before sucking on you, desperately milking the last droplets out. Even as it begins to soften, your cock is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. |
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R again and beautifully written
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The audio is wonderf dd...perfection would have been dd's c*nt being teased whilst dd struggled over the words.
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Oh my. I so want to use your body now...
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hello , i hope this is a 'real' cock you verbally worship here..... (the owner of said cock is a lucky man to have you) but even if it's not your devotion is heart-warming , thank you . be good M .
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Wow! We read this together. I think the man was starting to get curious. I got a little wet and then we didn't finish. Well, we didn't finish reading but, oh my, we definitely finished. Thanks for the motivation.
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Please visit me when you are in the States. You certainly have a way with words. Howling at the moon and mal ad osteo.
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So well written. "What is my breath compared to your pleasure?" Measured like an ode to the worship of cock... 
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perfect
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