Tonguing the New Kid’s Shaft
I hadn’t seen the new kid since our eyes met in the locker room. His abdomen was taut, his shoulders broad, and his stride confident. I can still remember his scent, a mixture of sweat and sex. My eyes followed him down the hall as I slowly licked my lips in anticipation; I wanted to get my hands on him in the worst way.
It wasn’t until days later, after some clever maneuvering, that I gained access to his bedroom. The shades were drawn and the room was lit only by a single candle—just enough light to make out the tremble in his chest and the curl in his lip. His hands were shaking as he pulled down his pants, revealing his dark, glistening hard-on. I coul feel my control slipping away as I positioned myself face down on the bed and reached out to tongue the shaft of the new kid.
Table of Contents
- 1. Playing jealousy games with the New Kid’s Shaft
- 2. Riding the Wave of Pleasure with the New Kid’s Shaft
- 3. The Saturated Sensations of Tongue on Shaft
- 4. Embracing the Sweet Relief of Tongue on Shaft
- To Wrap It Up
1. Playing jealousy games with the New Kid’s Shaft
The first lick, oh man, was electric. I felt a current run through my body as my tongue explored the girth of the New Kid’s shaft. I was sitting between his legs, now on my knees in front of him on the bed, and I could feel the anticipation electrifying the atmosphere. His smooth, throbbing dick beckoned me with its tantalizing promises. My mouth opened wide and I lovingly clutched it with my lips, barely able to contain it in my grasp. Now the real fun started.
I began slowly, my tongue slowly making its way around the circumference of his erect penis, tracing it with delicate, sensuous swirls. Every lick and caress seemed to please him more and more, as his breathing became heavier and his grip on the bed sheets tighter. I continued my assault, becoming bolder and more aggressive as he moaned in response. I explored every inch of his sensitive skin, paying special attention to each sensitive nerve ending. I felt powerful and intoxicating, as if I had become a master of his pleasure. When at last I released him from my grip he lay there, panting, enjoying his after effects of our little game.
2. Riding the Wave of Pleasure with the New Kid’s Shaft
Welcoming the Prod:
My tongue pounded around the new kid’s delicious shaft with a fervency I didn’t know I had. I licked my way up and down, the silky smoothness of his manhood pleasuring my mouth as I explored further. Taking his length in my grip, I savored the throbbing heat radiating off his arousal-starved cock.
The Bigger Big O:
- Darting my tongue in and out of his tight slit to relish the taste and texture of his pleasure
- Admiring his rock-solid abs as I often lost myself in the thundering sensations of tonguing him
- Making sure I pleasured every inch of his erection with every pass of my tongue
- Lapping and slurping on the head, almost sending me into a state of unconsciousness
The new kid was beyond aroused by my skillful work, prompting me to feel like I had the control as I shifted and maneuvered my tongue deeper and harder. I could feel him pulsate with every lick and suckle I delivered, teasing his orgasm with voracious moves along his shaft until his thighs quivered in ecstasy.
3. The Saturated Sensations of Tongue on Shaft
Tantalizing Taste
- My tongue uncoiling in ecstatic skepticism while exploring every curve of the new kid’s shaft.
- Biting down ever so slightly as I make my way up from the peppered hair in the crevice of his legs to the head of the agile dick.
- I lap up the salty pre-cum from the slit of his foreskin like an organic oyster, savoring the texture of his skin and relishing the thrill of the unknown.
Portal to Pleasure
- The circumference of his member pressing against the roof of my mouth as I run my lips and tongue around the stem of his masculinity.
- The equivalent of a mini-earthquake jolting my brain every time I bob my head and fully core the length of his elongated member.
- My eyes close in synchrony as I’m possessed by the succulent sensation of tasting him, only to be gratified further by the trembling reverberations of the shuddering shaft pulsing through my tender muscles.
4. Embracing the Sweet Relief of Tongue on Shaft
I was waiting downstairs, in the shadows of an empty hallway, for him to come down. There was music playing in the background, exotic and distant, but otherwise the night had gone quiet. I had been told about the new kid, and my heart was beating faster with anticipation. As I heard the creak of the stairs, I looked up and saw him coming down the steps, lean yet muscular, with slightly nervous yet alluringly playful eyes.
I couldn’t help but take a step closer to him and softly whisper in his ear, “Before we can go any further, let me see it.” Taking my directions, he smiled and slowly lifted the fabric of his shirt. It was an slowly uncovered perfection: long and defined, its sheer beauty almost hypnotizing me. I ran my hands up its taut flesh and felt the hardened heat of his desire for me. He exhaled and leaned in for a feverish kiss.
As we stumbled and collapsed into each other’s arms, I felt myself spin out of control. He moved inside me, smoothly and lovingly, thrusting in and out in the perfect rhythm. But it was in the moment I finally brought my tongue to the head of his shaft that his body trembled with a new kind of ecstasy. The slippery combination of our saliva and his own machismo gave him a sweet relief and my mouth filled with the essence of him as he convulsed in pleasure. It was an unforgettable night, and one that I still remember with longing.
To Wrap It Up
I finished licking the abs of the new kid, slowly trailing my salacious tongue down his body; he trembled with delight as I teased and tasted every inch of his skin. I reached his penis, still rigid with excitement, and proceeded to whisltle my tongue around his shaft. His hot gasps of pleasure egged me on further. As I took him over the edge, a wave of intense pleasure swept across his handsome face, and I felt as if a fire had been lit inside me. The new kid left that night with a smirk on his face, undoubtedly satisfied with his first experience with me. I had tongued the new kid’s shaft and found out what it meant to be pleasurable and uninhibited.
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