Her
mouth enveloped the tip and she teased it with her tongue. He moaned again, and
she moved her head down, taking him all the way to the back of her mouth. She
pulled off his cock for a moment, “I forgot how good this tastes. It’s all over
my mouth.” With a smile on her face, Judy dipped her head lower and licked his
balls, eliciting a loud groan from her young lover.
“Oh,
my god,” was all he could manage to say.
Her
tongue continued up his shaft to the sensitive spot where it met the head. She
collected some saliva and used it to flick her tongue back and forth on this
spot with no friction. His hands went to her head, and she turned up the speed.
As
she fellated him, she thought about the absurdness of the situation. Here she
was at age forty-eight, giving him head like she was a horny teenager. She
hadn’t had a cock in her mouth since her husband died.
Her
tongue did most of the work, licking around the head and down his shaft and
back to tease the pre-cum out of his slit. When she took him all the way in
again, she realized that his length was too much for her. Almost two inches of
cock remained exposed. She took her fingers and wrapped them around the base of
his cock. She jerked, just a little bit,
in time with the movements of her tongue. His hips bucked and his fingers
twitched rhythmically in her hair. She could tell he was getting close, and she
moaned on his cock to encourage him.
Brad
couldn’t manage rational thought. The best he could do was grunt. He wanted to
warn Judy, and give her the opportunity to move, but it was too late. “Ung . .
. Coming . . . Ung . . .”
Judy
kept licking and jerking, and she braced herself to catch his cum. The base of
his cock twitched against her fingers. She looked up at him, but his eyes were
closed.
When
the first spurt hit the roof of her mouth, she was almost overcome with
emotion. It had been so long since she’d been with a man, and the salty-sour
taste of cum flooded her with memories and hope for the future all at the same
time. She sucked every drop and swallowed before she sat up. Tears rolled from
her eyes.
She
crawled up next to Brad and put her head on the pillow. It was a long moment
before Brad could do more than moan. He finally turned to look at Judy and saw
her tears.
“What?
Did I gag you? I’m sorry . . .”
“No,
sweetheart. I’m a little bit emotional. I haven’t done that in a long time,”
she said.
“I
wanted to warn you, but I couldn’t talk. I’m sorry,” he said.
“Brad,
stop saying that. It’s not about your cum. It’s about you. I’m so happy you’re
here,” she said.
“I’m
happy I’m here too. I’m even happier now that I’ve had the most amazing blowjob
of my life. I would not have guessed that you would do that.”
“I
was married for twenty-four years. Your generation didn’t invent the blowjob,
you know. Robert was quite fond of oral sex, both giving and receiving. And
yes. I swallow,” she added with a smile.
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