A longtime fan of my stories, you drove eight hours to meet me. When you arrived you asked to shower. It had been a long drive and you were determined to be clean and fresh for my eager tongue. I noticed you left the door open. Maybe you forgot to close the door? Maybe you wanted me to watch you after. Not one to avoid a good show, I leaned on the back of my sofa and waited for you to finish showering. You swept the shower curtain aside, revealing yourself in all your glory. Droplets of water clung to your skin, shimmering like countless diamonds on your perfectly toned body. As you stepped out of the tub, your arousal was evident, your manhood springing to life, bouncing with each movement. My mouth watered in anticipation, knowing that soon I would taste you. I watched, mesmerized, as you patted down your glistening wet body. The gray towel moved swiftly in and out of your crotch, and for a fleeting moment, I wished I could be that towel. You turned your back to me, and I bit my bottom lip at the sight of your strong, muscular shoulders. Your lower back tapered into a perfect triangle, drawing my eyes down to your perfectly round ass. When you bent down to dry your legs, your bubble butt parted just enough for me to catch a tantalizing glimpse of the hole I'd soon be exploring. You stood up and turned around. You smiled at me, your hard cock bouncing with your erection, signaling your readiness. Gathering your pile of clothes, shoes, and backpack, you walked towards me. I couldn't resist grabbing your cock, feeling its pulse. With my hand wrapped firmly around your shaft, I guided you, gently stroking as we moved towards my room. You followed confidently, proud of your girthy cock. I turned to look at you, and we stood face-to-face, our eyes locked in an intense gaze as I continued to stroke your cock. The energy between us was electrifying, a current that left me breathless. My eyes wandered, admiring every inch of your smooth, sculpted body. I hesitated, caught in a tantalizing dilemma—whether to pull you into a deep passionate kiss or to drop to my knees and worship you with my mouth. I released your dick from my grip. I spat on my palm, using the saliva as lube before resuming my strokes. Your eyes rolled back, and your head tilted in satisfaction as I played with your cock. I moved closer, pressing my face to your neck, the heat between us radiated. Our desire for each other was unmistakable. I was wet with anticipation, breathing softly on your neck to arouse you further. Lowering my face to your chest, I kissed your left nipple. My tongue laying flat against your skin before I sucked it gently. You shuddered in pleasure, exclaiming, "Oh fuck, that feels good." I transferred my attention to your other nipple, dragging my tongue across your chest, repeating the same torturous pleasure, all while continuing to stroke your cock. As you signaled, we moved to my bed. You settled at the edge, folding your arms, propping yourself up. You sat in a wide spread, your balls hanging low, your cock pointing up, poised to be worshipped. I grabbed a pillow, placing it between your legs. I went down as I took my first taste. You were so turned on, your hot cock altering the temperature in my warm mouth, to hot! Nothing else mattered but relishing your thick, beautiful cock. I engulfed it with my mouth, guiding it back until your head touched my throat. You leaned back, grunting with pleasure. When I attempted to withdraw my mouth from your dick, you used your right hand to push my head back down, holding it there. Tears welled in my eyes as I held your cock deep and tight in my mouth and throat, savoring every moment of it. With eager anticipation, I watched as you turned, presenting your enticing backside. Your legs parted, granting me access, and with a gentle touch, I revealed your delicate exit. Brushing my bottom lip up against your puckered hole. I teased you before using my tongue. I savored the scent of your freshly washed skin, drawing me in deeper. With every flick and caress of my tongue, elicit waves of pleasure that rippled through you. Your body trembling from the sensation of my tongue. You had never been rimmed before. Lost in the ecstasy, you held on to my sheets tightly as you bounced your ass towards my face creating a steady rhythm of passion. Arching your back and opening your mouth up to the sky grunting and moaning for more. The sensation overwhelmed you, yet you couldn't bring yourself to stop. You guided me to lie on my bed, a request I followed without hesitation. I was unaware of what was to come. With graceful confidence, you straddled me, using my face as your throne. You sat back and moved your ass back and forth sensually against my face. My tongue eagerly explored, tracing the path from your most intimate places - from your taint to your hole. Lost in the moment, you surrendered to the newfound pleasure of rimming, craving more with each passing second. Your desire was insatiable, and I found myself completely captivated by your moans. You stopped and looked at me. With an intense gaze, still on top of me you beckoned for me to open wide. “Spank me when you can’t hold my dick in anymore” you suggested. As I complied, you pushed your dick down pointed towards my throat. Holding on to the bottom of your shaft guided yourself pressing your body forward towards my feet, until you filled my mouth completely. My eyes look up at your freshly shaved hole, holding your dick down my throat. As your member pulsed and throbbed within my throats grasp, I felt a rush of sensations overwhelm me. With every flex of your manhood, my throat seemed to expand. I remained composed, determined to savor every moment of your taste. Tears ran down my face as I held your dick in me. In that moment, a wave of relaxation washed over me, igniting a tingling sensation through my body. It was as though I was about to pass out. Somehow I found the strength to guide my hand towards your ass cheek for a loud spank. Your response was swift, as you withdrew your cock from my throat, leaving behind a glistening mess. A trail of precum, saliva, and tears. The mixture was everywhere! As I caught my breath, my gaze lifted to meet yours, finding your smile. "No girl has ever been able to deep throat me," you confessed. That turned me on. I invited you to return your dick down my throat. The tension heightened as you continued to straddled my face. I requested you to spit in my mouth, and you complied. Creating a space for your saliva, you leaned back and rested your dick head on my forehead. With my mouth wide open, I watched as you released a clear string of saliva, which I eagerly accepted. As your saliva swirled with mine, I opened my mouth and laid my tongue out. I grabbed your ass cheeks, pulling you towards my face. My tongue moved opposite of your body as I licked from the tip of your head down your shaft, past your taint, and up your hole. “Oh shit!” You squirmed. You reversed, sliding your body back across my face. This time my tongue retraced its path, starting from your hole, sliding past your taint, and down your shaft before focusing on your head and sucking it. You continued to swing back and forth on my face, occasionally pausing to spit in my mouth. The sensation of my tongue tracing every inch of your crotch sent shivers down your spine. You confessed, you were unable to contain yourself any longer. You pause and shifted beside my face. Your hand finding its way to your throbbing cock. In one powerful stroke, cascades of milky cum painted my face. Breathless, you held your pulsating manhood, while I, lost in the intoxicating moment, used your cock head as a spoon to scoop up cum and feed it to myself. Earlier, as you made your way to me, you teased and suggested multiple rounds. Yet, after our first round, you confessed that I had left your balls completely drained. You said It was worth the drive and scored my mouth 10/10.