Lana: Second Encounter

We found our way to the floor. I pulled her pantyhose down in the front allowing her c**k to spring free and decided to do some of my own exploration. So we were soon in the familiar ’69 position both of us f**king one another’s mouths. My mouth and throat could barely accommodate her c**k but I did enjoy the sensation so I worked hard to provide her with a good experience and avoid the gag reflex which came almost every time i had her fully in my mouth and at the top of my throat. At the same time she was working my c**k and scrotum. Occasionally I would sit up and move forward forcing her to focus on the tender area behind the sac. She seemed to enjoy working that area as she knew it pleased me. Now wasn’t the time but I reminded myself to ask her about rimming. I hoped she might be OK with it as it is one of my favorite things.

After a while I was so hot I had to roll off and pause. Fortunately, we had not drunk all the wine so we both enjoyed another glass as we lay beside one another on the floor both of our c**ks at attention. I asked her if she was interested in cumming. She said she was more interested in my pleasure and it wasn’t something she needed or necessarily wanted. However, if I wanted her to cum, she would preferably after I had. I thought about her answer. I could not imagine being involved in our love making and not eventually experiencing release. The more I thought about it the more I began to think that there is something to the gender continuum I had in my mind. Perhaps there was something about being the ‘girl’ which led one to not want to ejaculate. Hmmm. But women like to cum and usually complain that guys don’t do their best to in that regard. Oh well. What do I know?

Anyway, soon with me on my back Lana’s lips found their way to my c**k and again I luxuriated in the feeling of being ravished by her lips, tongue and mouth. And, from her moans I had to assume she was happy making me happy.