Re: The Making of a Friendship
Cont'd 6
After a couple of hours Andrea awoke, not realising that she too had been tired. She glanced down to see that Carl was still sleeping, and suddenly had the urge to do something she’d never done before. Gently picking his arm up from around her waist she flattened it against the bed and rolled him over slightly so that he lay on his back.
Looking down the bed she saw his Penis, limply lying to one side. Andrea kissed his forehead and then slowly worked her way down his body, kissing his nipples and chest and reaching his soft stomach. She then picked up his manhood in her right hand and started to stroke it, slowly at first, for she didn’t want to wake him. She soon found out that one could be stimulated whilst asleep, for as she stroked his member it began to grow in her hand. Andrea marveled at how big Carl was she was also fascinated by how hard he became in just a short while.
Tentatively she brought her mouth closer and licked the end, hearing a murmur coming from Carl’s mouth. She then slowly inserted his cock past her lips and began to suck him gently her own feelings of what she was doing were arousing her passions. If someone had told her the day before that she would one day suck a man’s cock and enjoy doing so, she would’ve laughed. Yet here she was taking in as much as she dare of a man she hardly knew in real life, and was enjoying every last second of it. Carl began to moan at that moment, still asleep but feeling like he was having a wonderful dream.
Andrea experimented further by seeing how much she could take of this huge cock, and found that she could comfortably take in about 3 quarters of the length. Suddenly, she felt a hand resting on her head. Carl had woken up. "Oh darling, what a lovely wake up call,” he said, watching as her lips passed over the rim once more. Andrea wanted to please him at that moment, and although she wasn’t experienced in actual sexual techniques she had seen porn movies when visiting her sister. So she knew how to excite a man, she just had to put it into practice.
Stroking his cock whilst sucking him seemed to get the best response, so that is what she started to do. His urging of her to carry on without stopping motivated her even further, until she was determined to make him cum once more. The motion of the train was something else that added to the moment. She seemed to be sucking him in rhythm to the tracks she could hear as they passed underneath. Carl stopped her there, telling her he was too close to coming, and that she didn’t have to go all the way.
Andrea ignored him. Her feelings were such; if her man could please her then she should be able to please him. Without stopping she sucked harder and stroked faster, and then suddenly held her mouth away from the end to witness his first load of semen shoot out the end. She then did something that had always turned her off. She covered his cock once more and took the next load down her throat. She was surprised to find that it wasn’t as bad as she’d pictured in her mind, and that it tasted rather salty. Carl’s reaction to this was one of bliss as he watched her drain the last dregs of his seed dry, and almost collapsed onto the bed from arching his back.
Andrea crept back up the bed covers, feeling proud that she’d done something she’d always fantasised about. Carl kissed her and whispered in her ear. "That was wonderful darling.”
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