Jamie leans back against the pillows and folds his hands behind his head, leaving my hand on the zipper of his jeans. He smiles, sweetly, but teasingly. I laugh, suddenly a little self-conscious. Jamie notices that I'm hesitating, so he leans forward and gently pulls me towards him. He brings one hand up behind my head and ever so softly touches his lips to mine. He slowly begins to kiss me harder, giving me plenty of time to push him away, if I wanted to. Instead, I curl one hand against his chest, the other behind his head, pull him closer, and kiss him back. He deepens the kiss, catching my lips between his teeth, then teasing my mouth open with his tongue, leaving me breathless. Then he stops, leans back, puts my hands on his hips, unhooks his jeans, and slowly releases his cock from the denim straining to hold it. At the sight of his thick velvety hard dick, and the thought of what could happen in the next few minutes if I choose to let it, I feel warmth start to build inside me. "Now," he says with a teasing grin on his face, "I dare you."
"That's not fair. You know I almost never turn down a dare." I say as I lower my mouth to his lap. I lick the end of his dick a little, teasing, then close my mouth around the head of his cock. I flick the tip of my tongue across the tiny spot on the bottom of his dick where the head of his cock joins the shaft, and smile to myself when I hear him moan. I keep teasing, playing my tongue along the veins of his cock, pressing my lips tight around the shaft and then opening my mouth a little, inhaling air across skin made damp by my mouth. I can feel him getting harder inside my mouth, and the more excited he gets, the more heat curls through my body, and the more frantically I want him inside me. Jamie pushes his hands in my hair, and tries to push all of himself in between my lips. I push my head back against his hands, slowly sliding him out of my mouth. "If you stop now, I may have to kill you." he breathes.
"If I'm dead, we can't do this anymore." I say, my mouth barely an inch away from his cock. I lean forward and take the very head of his dick between my lips. I move my mouth down his length very, very slowly. He's quite long and I’m in no hurry, so I take a couple minutes to get half of him in my mouth. All the while, I keep my tongue moving on him, up, down, side to side, short little licks, longer, slower ones. Halfway down I stop, and ever so lightly, close my teeth against him, then slide my mouth almost off him. Slowly I move my mouth up and down his dick, keeping a constant, light pressure with my teeth.
After a moment, Jamie starts to pull away when I move up, push towards me when I move down, trying to move my lips further toward the base of his cock. With each thrust, I let a bit more of his length past my lips. I feel his cock push past the back of my throat, and I swallow around him, then move my lips part way back up the length of his dick. Jamie pushes his hands in my hair and holds me still, just as he had done moments ago, then pushes his dick in my mouth until he touches the back of my throat again. He pulls almost out of my mouth, then thrusts himself further down my throat than I thought possible and holds still.
"Almost hurts, doesn't it?" he asks, his voice raspy, thick with want, but still playful. "Your throat full, wanting to gag, but you don't have room to." I nod, with as little movement as possible, feeling him shift in the tight space of my throat. It doesn't really hurt, and imagining that same movement between my legs sends pure heat curling through my body.
"This is what happens to girls who tease." he says, as he goes back and forth a few times. I bite him, not
quite hard enough to break the skin, but hard. His hips jerk sharply, and as he comes, he slams into me until it feels like he's going to rip out my throat. Then he relaxes, and lies back, eyes closed, breathing unevenly. I roll over onto my back and
scoot up the bed to lie next to him. After a few minutes, Jamie says "I didn't
hurt you, right?"
"Did you not feel my teeth? You really think I wouldn't have let you know if you
were hurting me?" I reply.
"Good. I tried not to, but it's been a while since I had the touch of anyone
other than myself, and I got a bit caught up in the sensation there at the end."
"Jay, if I'd wanted you to stop, I'd have let you know. And I'm glad you enjoyed
yourself."
"That didn’t do much for you, did it?" Jamie asks.
"Not really, no. I just have a better reason for being frustrated now."
"Well, I’ll be sure to make it up to you later."
"I’m going to hold you to that." I warn him as he wraps his arms around me and I curl up against him.