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What a way to start off the weekend! Sit back and enjoy the game, thanks to XXXBlackBook member needingsexyfun.

Watching the game
By needingsexyfun

So you’re all sitting there relaxed watching the game on the TV with your mates, having a good time, and there is a knock at the door. Your friend answers it to find me standing there – dressed casually in my jeans and tight white t-shirt, hair hanging lose over my shoulders and red lippy on.  I say “I’m here for my hard one.” He says “Who?” but I’m already walking in. Even though we’ve only met online, I see you instantly and come over to you.

I lean over and take your beer out of your hand and sip it, while I stare into your eyes smiling. I hand it back to you, place my hands on your thighs and whisper “Hi baby” into your ear, my tongue flicking out and teasing your ear softly, while I breathe hot air onto you.

Your friends are all staring and we can hear them muttering between themselves. You’ve gone red with embarrassment, but you don’t say a thing.

I take my hand and lightly brush it over your jeans, feeling snake beneath, curled but he’s moving slightly and growing harder. I think I’ve woken him. I move my mouth to your neck, to the top of your turtleneck and lick you, flicking my tongue underneath, moving round to under your chin.  Then I move up and kiss you lightly on the mouth, looking into your eyes, asking you silently that question “Do you want me to continue, baby?” You nod, just ever so slightly and smile at me, unblinking – I think you’re in shock.  I press harder on your mouth, and you open yours, allowing my tongue to enter and kiss you deeply, passionately.  Your hand not holding your beer reaches up and cups my breast through my t-shirt, squeezing my nipple.  With that action, I know you’re mine.

I cup your face in my hands, running my hands over your head, pressing my breasts against your chest and give you one long lingering kiss, sucking your bottom lip into my mouth and biting softly. As I slide down your body, my hands caress down your chest, over your stomach, pulling your top out of your jeans. They run up under your top and tease your nipples, while my mouth moves over snake, which is now wide awake and straining for release under your jeans.

My mouth takes your zipper and slides it down, my tongue reaches in and makes a wet patch over snake through your boxers, grabbing his girth and nibbling lightly. My hands unbutton your belt and slip your jeans over your ass.  I glance up at you. You’re staring at me, red faced, and I can tell you’re finding this difficult.

Your friends are silent but I can feel their gazes on me, on you, on us. All I care about is you and if you want me to continue. I give you that look again, raising my eyebrows “Do you want me to keep going baby?” Your hand reaches out and brushes my hair from my eyes and you lick your lips. That’s all I need.

I reach into your boxers and stroke snake. I can feel he’s been leaking a little and I bring my hand out and lick the tips of my fingers, looking into your eyes as I do so. “Hmmmmm,” I murmur. “Baby, you taste so good. I want more.” I hear a gasp from one of your friends and someone else coughs, but we don’t break our gaze off one another.

I pull down your boxers, unleashing snake at last. He springs free – so glorious and thick and tall and delicious looking.  I feel Pussy throbbing in my jeans and will her to be quiet.

I take him in my hands, sliding them up and down his body and kiss him on his head.  I say out loud, “Hello, snake. We meet at last. I have dreamt of this for so long. I want to lick you and suck you and feel you down my throat, filling my mouth and throat. I want to drink your juice. Do you want that snake?” As I’m talking, I flick my tongue out and lick him occasionally. He responds to my question by growing harder and moving towards my mouth, like a pulse. He knows…

I cannot hear a thing except the TV.  The room is silent. I can feel all eyes on me and snake. I look at you as suddenly engulf snake in my mouth, right down my throat, right down the length of him and I suck him hard.

I hear a sharp intake of breath – actually, not one breath, more the whole room. I smile to myself. I know your friends are enjoying the show but I know you’re enjoying it a whole lot more than them.

I move my mouth up and down on snake a few times, while my hands massage your thighs.

I look up and see that your beer is tilting and will probably spill at any minute. I reach up and take it off you, handing it to your friend next to you, still sucking snake. I look at your friend in the eye, smile and push it forward for him to take. He is staring at me, mouth open, but he takes it. He gives you a quick glance and you look at him and shrug your shoulders, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

I put my hand back on your thigh, rubbing both thighs up and down, so close to your balls and cock, nice and firmly. My tongue is moving up and down snake, pressing on him with firm licks while he’s inside my mouth.  I move one hand to your balls and the other to snakes base and pump snake while I rub your balls gently.  Snake’s head is in my mouth, and I’m running my tongue under his head, teasing him, moaning on him.

Suddenly I can hear laughter. The ads are on and someone says “She’s humming the tune on the TV and looks, she’s bobbing in rhythm!”  I can’t help but laugh, as does everyone else.  I kneel upright and look about at everyone, grinning, but my hands remain where they are, playing with snake and your balls. “Stop interrupting me,” I laugh. “This is serious business here,” and I engulf snake again in my mouth.

The room goes silent.  You gasp. You’re finding this all extremely sexy and knowing your friends are green with envy and watching, has you very close to cumming.

I squeeze snake in my hand and suck him harder and harder, moving up and down on him.  I take him all in, gagging – he’s way too big – but I want all of him in my mouth.  I force him down my throat, tears springing, choking, but I so want to please you.

Your hand reaches up and wipes a tear from my cheek and then moves my hair back behind my ears.  You and your friends can see much better now.

I move off snake and then engulf him again, deep throating, gagging, tears streaming and repeat this over and over again, until finally you start to moan and you reach out and take my head in your hands and say, “Sexy, I want to cum over your face.” You pull me off snake and I grab him in my hands and pump him faster and harder and move him over my lips and then you groan and growl and suddenly my face is getting showered in snakes juices, he’s spraying all over my lips, onto my outstretched tongue, over my cheeks, through my hair, over my eyes and I’m still pumping him with my hands.

And I’m looking at you.

And you’re looking at me.

And everyone is looking at us.

And it’s fantastic.

And I take my finger.

And scrape some of snake’s juice off my cheek and suck it off my finger.

And then I do it again, but I look into the eyes of the guy sitting next to you.

And then I do it again, and I look into the eyes of another guy.

And I do it once for everyone in the room.

Then I come back to you and put snake back into my hands, rub him over my lips and face, gathering the left over cum, smearing it further. I pop him back into my mouth sucking him clean. I kiss him lightly on the tip, put him back into your boxers, pull your jeans back up, do them up, kiss you lightly on the lips and walk out of the room, my ass wiggling as I go.