What I lack in experience I try to make up in desire. I desire these three cocks. I desire their pleasure. I want to let them know that I desire their orgasm. Their loads. Their cum.
A first one. It seems to go by so quickly. I smell him. I close my eyes and I take in his odor. I can smell the arousal. I focus on the head. I run my tongue in circles. I lick the whole length of the shaft. I fondle his balls. I make love to it with my mouth.
I move to the next. A larger man, hairier. His cock feels perfectly wet, gorged, almost saturated. Could I make him cum in my mouth? I lose myself in the moment, until he warns me he's close. I think I begin to taste some cum. 'Stop' she orders.
The stocky man with the thick hairy cock is the first one to go. He will make love to his wife. To completion. His cock will cum in the hairy pussy. And I will clean it up with my mouth. It slides straight in. It's wet. He goes slowly, deliberately. I know he won't last long. They kiss, tongues and lips, an embrace. In. And without a sound, everything becomes wetter. The rythme irregular. Each time sliding more and more effortlessly. I want it.
As soon as he pulls out, I take him in my mouth. 'This is what you taste like' I think to myself. Deflated, I can almost take him all. My lips wrap tightly. And then, I turn to the sloppiest cunt I've ever seen. I'm resolute. It's thicker, creamier. Slightly gooey in the mouth. The smell is divine. The hair brush my face with creampied pussy cum. The smell. The taste.