Slithering my way down him, I ended up on my knees between his knees trying, and mostly succeeding, to get his pants undone. With only a bit of trouble, I was soon stroking his beautiful shaft in both hands.
I needed to taste him. It was an urge I’d had since the club but had tried to keep suppressed until I could indulge. There was no way to resist any longer. Especially not with his gorgeous cock softly pulsing in my hands.
Licks first. As urgent as my need was, I knew I had to take it slow. Get used to having quite so much cock in my mouth all at once. I still marveled at the sheer majesty of it, part of me still not quite able to believe it was actually happening.
He moaned softly as I licked, swirling my hungry tongue around his tasty head. The sound urging me down to even greater depths, swallowing the entire head.
He sweetly stroked my hair as I paused, waiting for my throat to open, so I could take more. I wanted it all, even though I knew that wasn’t really possible.
Finally, my gag reflex relented, and I was off, caressing my lips further down his shaft that I ever really though I could, swallowing a little more than half his full length.
Ragnar reached down and squeezed my hands, which I’d pressed against his thighs.
Easing up a bit, to give myself more room, I started to bob my head, slowly at first, but then faster with each suck, building up a good, steady rhythm. Similar to the one he’d used to fuck me that beautiful morning we’d woken up together.
His enormous cock pumped inside me, my sweet lover doing everything he could not to hurt me.
In my experience, what people did was far more indicative than what they said. Seth had shown me his true colors by being a great husband, excellent father and model brother-in-law. What they got up to in the bedroom was their own business.
Despite only having met him, I knew I could trust Ragnar. Passionate fucking wasn’t exactly the sort of trust exercise I tended to indulge in, but one he’d passed with flying colors just the same. He could do anything to me, and I would welcome it.
He was about to cum. The tension had come to both his shaft and balls as he got ready to release his load. I eased up on his cock, to make more room in my mouth, and sucked hard, waiting for his delicious load.
He flooded my mouth with tasty cum, controlling the flow by holding his cock at the base, giving me three smaller floods rather than one big one, which was greatly appreciated.
I came up for air, still stroking his cock, and Ragnar lifted me into another soft, passionate kiss.
“Your turn,” he said.
Before I even had time to respond, I was on the couch, with Ragnar undressing me. Jacket first, then shoes, followed closely by the shirt. I hadn’t worn a bra that night, hoping I might get some action.
It was a decision Ragnar seemed to greatly appreciate, going straight for my chest, alternating between my hard, pink nipples like a hungry baby. Pleasure rippled through me and I thought I might actually cum from the breast play alone.
Before I could, however, Ragnar started to head south. Planting a row of soft, wet kisses along my belly making my pussy quiver with anticipation.
Unbuttoning the jeans, he worked down the zipper, as his mouth made its way closer to my pelvis. A very nice sample of what was to come.
I lifted slightly to ease the way as he pulled my jeans down past my hips, getting to my thighs.
They were so tight I was glad for the help, unconvinced I could have gotten them off without assistance. I didn’t know how Jonna did it before she met Seth.
My pants off, there was just the small matter of my panties to contend with. An obstacle Ragnar surpassed quickly and with little upset.
I let out a deep breath to try and relax. It was all just so exciting. Laying all naked and prone under Ragnar as he got ready to work his magic.
Unexpectedly, he started at my knees, easing my legs open even farther, taking a moment to gaze at my excited little pussy, before planting the first kiss on my lower thigh.
This was followed by many more loving little kisses, tracing up my inner thigh, leaving goosebumps on my skin and promising an even greater pleasure to come.
“Oh!” I gasped, as his gentle tongue made first contact with my pussy.
Taking his time, he licked all around the outside, in long, loving laps, getting me used to the idea and helping me relax before caressing his sweet soft tongue right up the middle, taking the time to swirl it right on my hard little clit.