- The blue moon made me pleasure
- The blue moon made me pleasure – 3
- The blue moon made me pleasure – 4
- The blue moon made me pleasure – 2
“Before I fuck you…or you fuck me,” she began. “Either way, I want to have a taste of that, and have you do the same thing for me,” she asked hotly. For a country gal as she called herself, Barbra seemed to get right to it, not making any bones about what she wanted, or how she wanted it. And I actually found it intriguing, refreshing in a way.
The other thing I had noticed earlier as we now crawled up into the bed together, was the fact that she too had a fairly large bush between her legs. Again it looked neat and trimmed, not at all unruly, though I also realized I had now seen and been with three women who tended to wear it that way, which was outside the norm of today’s current trend. And though I hadn’t really thought much about it until now, there was something about seeing her this way that was for some odd reason, more mysterious, more alluring.
“I hope you can come more than once,” she then said as she hovered over me before settling down. “Because it’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed having cream with my coffee.” And with that, she proceeded to suck my dick into oblivion.
**
Her pussy tasted as sweet, if not sweeter than any I had had the pleasure of licking before. Though the way she was gobbling my cock made it somewhat difficult for me to even concentrate. It was as though she was trying to consume it, which perhaps in a way, she was. It was all I could do to keep my balls from exploding, filling her mouth with my nectar as I focused my attention back on her sweet tasting cunt.
Barbra’s clit was a bit larger than most too, my mouth surrounding it like a pinky finger as I sucked it, hearing her pleasured delight as I did so. She spoke, still mouthing my dick.
“God that feels good…keep sucking and licking it just like that, you’re gonna make me cum!”
And cum she did. Seconds later I began to taste the sweet essence of her pussy as she literally began to drip nectar from her honey pot into my mouth. I speared her with my tongue, digging for it, alternating between doing that and sucking her clit again as she finally released my prick just seconds before I spurted off inside her mouth as well. She moaned deeply, quivering, sitting up more or less grinding herself against my face as she continued to fill my mouth with her liquid pleasure.
After what seemed like an eternity, she finally collapsed rolling off to one side, though almost as quickly gathering my cock back inside her mouth again.
“Now it’s your turn!” she grinned and then went to work on my dick with a vengeance.
I lay back, now totally absorbed in the sensations her mouth was giving me. The way she licked and sucked the head of my prick was unlike anyone had ever done it before. The tingles she caused to wash over me like a tidal wave, soon had me hovering on the brink, though she already seemed to sense it. I wondered briefly if I should say or do anything seconds before I did, but she pushed me back down with one hand, and then swung herself around there on the small bed, looking at me as she began deep-throating my cock, another totally different and completely new sensation for me.
“Holy fuck!” I just managed, and then felt the seed deep within my balls suddenly soar upwards and out like a rocket going off the launch pad. How she managed it, I don’t know. But she fully and completely engulfed my cock, holding it there deep within her mouth as I spurted over and over and over again. Anyone else would have drowned with the copious amount of sperm I filled her mouth with.
Yet she somehow drank it, remaining as she was until she had fully and completely emptied my balls. “Holy fuck!” I said again, this time sitting up looking at her without her pushing me back onto the bed. She slowly released my cock, her mouth sliding upwards torturously one inch at a time. There was a slimy trail of my spending still coating my cock, which she then went back for, licking and cleaning it up with her tongue.
“You enjoyed that huh?” she smiled, traces of my climax still clinging to her lips and tongue as she looked at me.
“You have no idea,” I responded back breathlessly, lightheaded still, and more than a bit giddy as I found myself giggling in delight seconds later. She laughed at that.
“Yeah, I know how that feels,” she told me. “I tend to giggle and laugh too after I’ve had a good strong orgasm. And speaking of which…” she said as she wobbled my prick back and forth with her hand. “How long do you think before he’ll be ready again?”
**
We made love throughout most of the night. Just a couple of hours before sunrise, we both drifted off to sleep in one another’s arms. Had it not been for the urge to pee, and the sunlight now coming through the window already beginning to heat the van, I might have continued on sleeping. I woke, half expecting to find that Barbra too had disappeared, almost surprised to find her still laying next to me sleeping. She woke the moment I moved however, yawning and then stretching. Smiling at me as she rolled over, her magnificent breasts greeting me as I rolled out of bed.
“Well, morning sunshine,” she beamed happily. “Been a while since I’ve been that thoroughly fucked. Thank you.”