Slow motion

The sizzle of electricity is almost audible as your mouth moves down across my navel, and my cock bobs up and down of its own accord as the blood surges into it. Your thumb and forefinger encircles my beating shaft and the tip of your tongue circles your lips, pink, luscious, glistening as they part and form a perfect ‘O’. My stomach muscles ripple and twitch when you pull my erection upright.

Your eyes flick up to me, and there’s lust, hunger, mischieviousness and arousal in them before they fall back on their target. A lock of hair falls from your fringe and brushes my soft skin, but then I close my eyes, the world caves in and begins to spin, as the tip of your tongue brushes my oozing, red, hot gleaming glans for the first time.