Chapter 10 - Kali offers Adam a blow job
“So, you promised me a blow job.” Adam reminds me as he pushes his empty plate away.
I sense he has been holding that reminder in ever since he got home. He is right of course, I did indeed offer him a blow job this morning, although it might not go quite as he expects. I want to try something different.
“I did, didn’t I.” I try to keep my tone light.
“Yeah. Well. We’ve had dinner. Shall we...?” He appears to be keen, not a surprise.
“The kitchen needs tidying and I want to sort the laundry out. Why don’t you go and do something for now. We’ll get to... my offer later.” This doesn’t go down very well, but I think he is wise enough not to piss me off in case the offer is withdrawn.
He goes off and I clear up. I sort the laundry. For best part of an hour I am occupied with household chores.
I find him in the lounge watching TV. I stand next to his chair and kiss him. He is caught completely off guard but recovers quickly kissing me back. This is more than a functional acknowledgement of the other, there is some passion, some energy.
Breaking off our kiss, I sit on the couch and invite him to sit next to me. A radical move, to sit so close to each other. I can tell he is not sure of what is happening, he moves over to me.
“What you watching?”
“Do you want me turn it off?” Not something I was expecting Adam to say.
“No. Keep watching, I want to just sit here for a bit before we go to bed.”
I put my hand on his thigh. We watch the TV. My hand casually moves around a little.
As the program finishes, I need to clarify something to Adam.
“Now that’s finished and I’ve relaxed we can move on to the next part of our evening together.” I have his interest. “I offered you a blow job this morning and I will do so, but, I want to take my time over this. I want you to savour this, let’s enjoy it together rather than rushing to you cuming in my mouth.”
“OK.” He says totally confused.
“No urging me on, no trying to get to ejaculation before I want you to. Can you do that?”
“Yeah.” Neither of us are convinced he can.
“Good.” I say with conviction, I don’t want put doubts in his mind. “Then let’s go to our bedroom.” I lead the way.
He starts to strip off as soon as he enters the room but I stop him.
As we stand there I kiss him. My hands stroke his back, then hold his buttocks. He holds me.
I pull away and remove his shirt. I stroke his chest. I can feel the tension in his body, the anticipation mixed with frustration, but I’m not going to speed up.
I unbutton his trousers gently easing them down his legs. Bending down I help him step out of them and remove his socks.
As I look up at him I see his cock is filling his underwear. I ponder the last time I noticed that, or even the last time I undressed him. I place a light kiss on his still covered erection. We kiss some more. This time my hands go inside his underwear to hold his buttocks and press him closer to me.
I move my hands to his hips and pull his underwear down allowing his erection to be revealed in all its glory. I place a delicate kiss eliciting a gasp of pleasure.
“Why don’t you go and lie down on the bed for me.”
He quickly follows my suggestion.
I stand at the foot of the bed looking at him, he looks back eager to get what he wants, fighting hard to wait.
I smile. I start to sway a little, music playing in my head. My hands play with my top, lifting it a little then back down, until I lift is over my head to reveal my bra covered breasts.
Adam is watching me intently as I loosen my jeans. I turn around so I can reveal my behind to him as my jeans come off. I turn back towards him, unhook my bra, pause, then remove it.
His hand is playing with himself, the wait starting to prove too much. I abandon the rest of my dance.
I snake my way up his body, his hand moving out of the way as I go. I kiss him on the lips.
I kiss his neck, his chest, his nipples, down towards his erection. Down his left thigh, up his right thigh. I place light kisses on his balls, his erection.
“Is this good?”
“Yeeeah.” It’s been a long time since he’s been this turned on.
I take him in my mouth, bobbing my head a few times. I swirl my tongue around the head. I let him go. My tongue explores his erection and balls, flicking and licking. His body tensing up in response.
I keep alternating between licking him and taking him into my mouth, taking my time, far too slowly for him. But I’m enjoying playing with my man.
His erection spends more and more time in my mouth, my lips caressing him towards his orgasm. My hand strokes his balls.
His hips start to thrust, very slightly, but builds quickly, trying to drive himself into my mouth.
I lift my head up well away from his erection. “Um no. No thrusting thank you.” This does not go down well at all. I sense him considering not letting me continue for a second.
He relaxes a little, accepting the rules. I am giving him oral sex after all, rules or no rules.
I focus on his balls, making sure he knows I’m deciding how this happens.
My licking starts to explore his shaft again.
My tongue reaches the tip of his erection, then my lips slide down taking him into my mouth once more. He gasps.
I run my lips up and down, using my tongue, driving him closer and closer.
Everything I’ve done, am doing, is about to be rewarded. His whole body tenses, his balls tighten. My mouth is suddenly filled with his cum. I swallow as fast as I can.
Adam lies there, totally spent. I lie next to him, satisfied that I’ve pleased my man.