The Hungry Suck

I sneaked into the kitchen before a shower, wearing only a t-shirt. I only wanted to check dinner, and maybe grab a little something to quell my hunger. I knew you would be home soon, so my goal was for me to be showered and refreshed, and dinner ready... and I was running out of time. The food looked great, and the fragrance made my gut grumble.I grabbed a few grapes from a container in the refrigerator, relishing the crunchy pop they made when I bit them, and the juicy, sweet interiors.

My hunger for food was nothing compared to how much I wanted my mouth on yours, though, and everywhere else on your body. All day I had geared every activity to clear the evening to enjoy the simple pleasure of being your lover, and hoping you would want it, too, after a long day of work.

As I chewed the last grape, I heard the front door open, and your voice calling out, "WOOT! I'm home! Oh, wow, dinner sure smells amazing. I ate a couple of cookies that were in the break room, but I honestly thing they only served as an appetizer."

You come into the room, and as soon as you look into my eyes you know how deeply I need to be close to you. It is a bond I cherish, and you have never denied my want of you, or treated me as though my needs were out of the ordinary. Every day you meet my need to suck with love and compassion, and have quietly told me you are the luckiest man in the world.

Now is no different, and thoughts of food vanish as you take me into your arms, then walk me to the bedroom, kissing me on the way, and after we are on the bed.

Your mouth is sweet. I lick your lips, sucking in first the top one, then releasing it and sucking in your tender bottom lip.

My hands roam over your warm body, any my hunger rapidly grows, making my mouth water, and my pussy tingly and wet.

I kiss and taste your neck, rocking my hips as you hold them and squeeze...

I kiss your chest, circling each nipple, tasting, lightly nibbling, sucking gently...

Your hands touch my face, my neck, rubbing my breasts, rolling my tender nipples between your fingers to make me moan...

I cannot wait any more, lowering my warm, wet mouth to suck your hard cock deep into my mouth and throat, swallowing and sucking to feel your cock deeply in my throat. You moan, stroking the side of my body, but distracted by pleasure...

I work to a beat in my mouth, the pulse I feel in your cock, your life, beating out against my desire, my need for you. My tongue rubs, slips and flicks on the underside of your swollen penis. Each stroke, moisture pours forth, wetting your cock and balls, and teasing drops of pre-cum beckon me to continue...

My hand wraps around the wet, hard shaft of your penis. I slip up and down, working the ridged head, and lean down, tenderly sucking and licking your balls into my mouth, slipping my tongue against your taint while slurping happily on your balls and pumping your cock.

The sounds of your pleasure cause my pussy to rock and thrust. Building to my own climax, I put your cock back into my mouth, matching the thrusting of my pelvis to my sucking and tongue dancing on your cock.

I suddenly cum hard, sucking you as deep into my throat as possible as I scream onto your beautiful cock.

I never stop moving, and cum again,

The third time I cum, your crotch bucks up to my head, and you start to cum hard. I lick, suck and swallow, and you groan, holding my shoulder tightly as you instinctively pump every drop into my loving, hungry mouth.