Sweet Revenge

Taylor smiled and reached across the table to grab my hand.

The moment we were back at my place, Taylor scooped me up in his strong arms and carried me up the stairs. My head was spinning slightly from the three glasses of wine I’d had, but I was still very much in control of myself. I wanted to stay alert enough to enjoy this. I’d dreamt of it for so long, ever since Taylor had almost kissed me a few weeks after my lip surgeries.

My lips were new and perfect looking. They weren’t sore, but when Taylor tried to kiss me I just couldn’t bear to let it happen. It might have led to another thing and I just wasn’t ready for that yet. It was too soon. I was too scared to have anyone see my horribly disfigured flesh.

But now. I no longer had that care. I wanted this. I needed this. And I was more than ready.

Taylor kissed me hard as we entered the bedroom, letting the door shut behind him. His hot breath was coming in gasps breathing into me, mixing with my own fire. I was so wet. I’d pleasured myself many times thinking of Taylor and now I was going to experience the real thing.

My hand reached up and grabbed Taylor by the crotch. Through his trousers I could feel his stiff, hard cock. He was thick and long. I’d fantasized so many times about seeing it. What his dick must look like and I hoped that if I ever actually got to try it out that it would be well worth the wait.

And now it was.

Within seconds I had unzipped his pants. His cock was now protruding through the fly hole. Looking down I was amazed at how massive it was in front of me. I stepped forward letting it touch against my belly and flatten itself out a little bit.

Then I could resist no more. My fingers began to slide along the side of his cock. I watched with amusement as it grew harder and thicker still.

“Get down on the bed,” Taylor whispered.

I was pretty sure I knew what he had in mind and I agreed it was an excellent idea.

I sat down on the bed and was now staring at his cock wobbling back and forth in front of my face, swaying softly in the breeze of the air conditioning. I leaned forward just a bit to smell him. His scent was sweet and reassuring somehow.

I kissed the tip of his cock. And then I followed up with a lick of the head, wiggling around the tip and then allowing the full head to slip into my mouth just behind my lips. And then back out again. I knew I was teasing him like crazy, but it was turning me on so hard that I could barely see straight.

I was so wet. I reached between my legs under my skirt and moved my panties to the side. Then I began to finger myself. I was almost too wet and I wondered if there would be too much moisture for him to enjoy himself when he finally entered me.

Meanwhile my mouth was still sucking the tip of his thick, meaty dick. I decided it was enough teasing and I opened wider this time allowing his cock to slide all the way into my gaping mouth. He tasted phenomenal. I paused at the base of his cock and let him move in and out of my mouth just a little bit as I gently squeezed and released with my lips.

His eyes rolled back up in his head. His hand reached out to the back of my head to steady himself more than anything, still it was comforting somehow to have his hand just resting there. It felt sweeter and much more romantic. It was loving and endearing almost.

It was almost surreal to think about. All the times I’d fantasized about going down on him and feeling his bulbous mass in my mouth and now it was actually happening. My head was dizzy from the mixture of pleasure and the fact that I was giving him pleasure. The intimacy of the act was too much to take and I found myself wanting to gasp for breath, but I held on anyway.

Taylor pulled his cock out of my mouth just then and slapped my lips gently with it. He was teasing me, enjoying being a bit of a bad ass and having me submit on my knees for him. It was the most arrogant thing I’d ever seen him do and it was cute. I loved it, so I played along.

As his cock came at my mouth I quickly wrapped my lips around it and let it slip out of my mouth with a loud popping sound. It was funny, I thought. And it turned me on somehow. Sitting there I couldn’t help but feel lucky as hell that I got to be with this man.