The Tip and a whole lot more, Sir….Spicy Audio Story by Salty Vixen

Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled ‘The Tip and a whole lot more, Sir…” Dear Sir, you don’t have to speak. I can tell how badly you want me. I could see the lust in your eyes as you watched me walk towards you. Your eyes never left me. They trailed my body. From the slight bounce of my breasts to the sway of my hips.

You were reclined on the bed. With that smirk on your face. The one that declares your position of power. But I’m acutely aware of the power I wield over you. How you shuddered when I crept across the bed on hands and knees. Ever so slowly. Strands of my long hair brushing across your skin.

I crawled my way up your body. Straddling you. Gripping you firmly between my thighs. With a smirk of my own as I looked down at you. Leaning in to kiss you but stopping short. Hovering just above you. Lips barely touching. Hands clasped in yours. Hips lightly rocking against you.

You’ll have me. But you’ll have to work for me. Because I’ll fight you every step of the way. Because I don’t want to submit. I want to be taken. By you. And I know you can’t resist the challenge. You can never turn me down. But I find you equally irresistible.

So who is the hunter? And who is the prey?

I talk about it a lot. I’m sorry. You’ve probably become bored with my love for sucking cock. I hope you will give me this time just the same.

I spent the morning imagining your cock in my mouth. I do so love it. From the first time I sucked one until today it is my favorite thing. I suppose a lot of women feel that it is such a submissive act. I think that’s why they don’t enjoy it. I just don’t see it that way. I think when your cock is in my mouth I am more in control than ever.

So what would the perfect blow job be? I can’t say what it would be for a man as I’m clearly not one, but this is how the perfect blowjob for me would be.

I would start by teasing you through your pants, rubbing your growing cock, massaging your balls, squeezing them just a little. I’d do this while kissing you. I want you to feel my mouth on your mouth before my mouth is on your cock. I want you to think about the warmth and the texture of my tongue. The anticipation adds to the pleasure.

Eventually I will take my place on my knees. I am comfortable there. The bruises or carpet burns are war wounds I welcome. They remind me, like whelps on my ass, of a delightful experience. They are the notches in my headboard so to speak.

On my knees I would unbuckle your belt, unbutton and unzip your pants, pushing them to the floor. I am so happy to finally see my prize. I take you in my hand, gently stroking, using my thumb to tease the head of your cock. When I finally lean forward to lick just the tip, I watch you. The look on your face is priceless. It gives me a rush. With my hands on your thighs and my thumbs rubbing your balls I begin teasing you just a little. Licking gently. Alternating between licking your balls and licking just the head of your cock. I love the way you taste. I’m appreciative of how your cock responds, grows, and hardens more and more with each lick.

Finally, I wrap my lips around you, pausing a moment to taste that wonderful precum, swirling my tongue around as I place the slightest amount of pressure on my lips. When I begin to suck, I expect a response from you and usually get it rather quickly, with growth or hardness, sometimes a moan or a gasp. I’m careful to suck just on the end for a while, making you want it more, making you wish for all of my mouth.

My hands are still working away – rubbing your balls, maybe even squeezing a little. When I finally plunge my head down all the way on you I imagine the sensation makes you think you’ll cum right then, but you won’t. I’ll tug on your sack to make sure that doesn’t happen.

At this point I hope your hands have made it to my head. The feel of you running your fingers through my hair and yes, even pulling it, will encourage me all the more. As I bob up and down on your awesome shaft I pay special attention to the amount and speed of my sucking. I want to build you up, not just make you explode. As I feel you getting closer, I back off. I don’t want to rush to the finish. I want this to be the best you ever had.

My mouth will become tired at some point and I’ll know the time is getting close. When I’m ready, I will move one hand under your sack and begin applying pressure to that place just above your ass. It is only then that you’ll get the full force that my mouth can give, sucking harder and harder, faster and faster, tongue swirling.

When you finally let go and cum it will be in full force, spraying down my throat, filling my mouth with hot juices. I love the taste of it. I want it all and I’ll keep my lips around you until you give it all to me. I’ll try to keep up and swallow all of it down, but the slightest bit may escape my lips as I gently pull away from you. Don’t worry. My tongue won’t let it drip all the way down my chin. I do really want it all.