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 Why pink is okay (MF, oral) Another story by Aden East

   (C) 2008

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   My hand wraps loosely around the base of your shaft, and I grin wickedly
as my tongue flicks against you.  I rub my warm, wet tongue against the
head of your cock, and you can feel the cool air swirl against your moist
skin as I pull away again.  My hand strokes you slowly, and you can feel my
teeth nipping and nibbling at your thighs and stomach.  I stop stroking as
the tip of my tongue once again flicks against you, this time rubbing
firmly against the underside of your cock as I take you into my mouth,
stopping only once you've hit the back of my throat.  I purr in
appreciation and begin sucking softly, my glossy pink lips stretched
tightly around you as I slide them up and down your shaft.  With one hand
on your waist, the other slides down your body and cups your balls,
kneading them gently as my mouth slips and slides up and down on your cock.

   Back and forth my tongue flicks against you, hitting your most sensitive
spots each time.  I slide my mouth off of you and blow gently, the cool air
making your flesh twitch, and you moan loudly when my hot mouth covers you
once again.  I start sucking you harder, the head of your cock bumping
against the back of my throat repeatedly, my throat constricting around it
as I swallow your precum.  My eyes twinkle as you feel one of my hands
reach up and pinch your nipple playfully, and I moan around you as you do
the same to me.

   With your hands on the back of my head, your fingers tangled into my
silky brown locks, you guide my mouth up and down ever faster.  My lips,
swollen from all the friction, are tight around you, and my tongue whips
back and forth against your cock as I suck on you.  Your hips lift up to
meet my downward stroke, and you nearly whimper as I slide off of you, my
tongue wrapping around the head of your cock as you push me back down.  I
moan in appreciation as I feel your hot flesh swelling in my mouth, and I
massage your heavy balls in my hand.  My lips slide all the way down to the
base of your shaft, and I'm sucking on you so hard the insides of my cheeks
are against your cock, my tongue curved around you and rubbing up and down
quickly.  My eyes light with triumph, watching your face as you lose
control and cum into my mouth.  Your grip on my head slackens as the last
shot bursts out of you, and I'm grinning like a cat with cream as I
swallow, then lick the remaining drops off the tip of your slowly deflating
cock.  You look down at me through blurry eyes, my lips no longer glossy,
but curved into a deviant smile.  "And that, honey, is why you'll put up
with my decision to paint the bathroom pink."