Page 72 of Tempting Frey
He hurried to obey. I kissed his belly first, over his full womb and lower. I sucked his cock into my mouth, my lips tightening around the base, and Oliver bucked.
“Oh!”
I slid my mouth up and down a few times, then spoke against his cockhead.
“I’ll do this for a while, and it should make you wet inside. Tell me when the slick starts to leak out. Then I’ll open you up with my mouth and fingers, okay?”
A lovely flush was blooming on his cheeks. The role-play aroused my Oliver, just as I’d thought it would.
I sucked him back in, and he moaned. “Feels nice.”
“Mmhmm.”
He liked it when I took him to the root and increased the suction rhythmically. The best sighs and moans fell from his mouth. I gradually increased the tempo, giving him time to immerse himself in the fantasy.
“Teddy… I think… I’m wet a lot. Ooh. It aches… and feels empty.”
I licked his cock and suckled on his balls. Pushing on the backs of his thighs, I folded him in half and stared at the pink star.
“It’s weird that you’re looking at methere,” he said.
“Is it? I can’t help it. You’re so beautiful. Pink and tiny.”
“Will it fit?” Oliver eyed my cock, looking uncharacteristically shy.
Seeing the glimmer of humor in his eyes, I suppressed a laugh. He was having a blast, wasn’t he?
“I don’t know, baby. It might hurt a little.”
“I want to try it.”
Holding his legs up with one forearm under his knees, I pressed a finger into him, slipping just the tip inside. A dollop of slick escaped.
“So wet. You really want me, huh?”
“Please. I’ve imagined this so many times. I want to know how it feels.”
I pressed deeper and licked around his rim. Soon, I had both my tongue and one finger inside him, and Oliver’s slick was dripping down my chin.
“Don’t stop. Mmm. This is so nice.”
Two fingers. I curled them to rub his gland and sucked his cock back into my mouth.
“Teddy! Teddy, I’ll come!”
As his hole clenched around my fingers, I spread them, stretching him gently during his orgasm.
Throwing his head back, Oliver cried out.
He was shivering with aftershocks when I knelt, lining my cock up with his wet hole. It looked puffy and glistening, with a dark opening in the center. He was ready.
“Breathe, baby. It’ll hurt, but you can take it. I know you can.”
It shouldn’t hurt at all, but something told me my Oliver would enjoy the idea of it.
He nodded, teeth grazing his lower lip.
Softened by his orgasm, his hole stretched more easily this time. My crown popped in with a light push.
