Page 25 of The Swap Masquerade

Much faster than I would have liked, I felt the tell-tale signs of my impending orgasm. “You need to stop. I’m going to…I’m…”

Miraculously, he didn’t pull off. Instead, he doubled his efforts, sucking me deeper into his mouth, as far as he could go. With a loud shout, I came harder than I ever had, spilling my seed down his throat. He drank it all and then looked up at me with a mischievous grin as he licked around the crown, making sure he got every last drop.

My legs shook, threatening to give out from under me and he stood quickly, offering his solid body as support. “That was…Oh, God. There aren’t even words for how good that was.”

He breathed out a laugh. “You taste even better than I’d imagined,” he said as he pulled me against him and kissed me. I hesitated at first, not sure how I felt about tasting myself, but one brush of his tongue over mine and I was gone. Tasting my flavor on his tongue turned out to be much sexier than I thought it would and served as proof I hadn’t dreamt the entire thing. I was actually there, having sex with an amazing man who I really liked.

We continued kissing as we rid ourselves of the rest of our clothes and then I was sinking down onto the bed. I scooted up until my head hit the pillows and then pulled him down on top of me. He settled himself between my legs and we both gasped as our bare cocks brushed against each other. I reveled in the warmth of his skin against mine, his solid weight pressing me into the mattress.

My hands were everywhere, exploring his body as he kissed along my jawline and down my throat. I tilted my head back, giving him better access and my toes curled when he bit down gently on the tender flesh. My cock stirred back to life as he continued lavishing attention on me, lowering his head so he could suck one nipple and then the other, clamping his teeth over them and then using his tongue to soothe the sting left behind. I writhed beneath him, my fingernails digging into his back as his mouth set my body aflame once more.

I felt like I was floating on a wave of sensations when he raised his head to look at me. “I want you. More than I think I’ve ever wanted anyone. But I need to know what you want. We won’t go any further than you’re comfortable with.”

I brushed a thumb over his cheek, right under the edge of his mask. “I know that, and I trust you. But I want to keep going. I want to experience everything with you.”

“Everything, huh? That may take more than one night,” he teased.

“Would that be so bad?”

His smile faded as he picked up on the seriousness in my tone. He leaned up, kissing me slowly, tenderly. “It wouldn’t be bad at all. I’d actually really like that.” I bit down on my lip as I tried to fight a grin, but I knew I’d failed miserably when he grinned back at me. “So, since we’ve established there will be time for other things later, what specifically would you like to have happen tonight?”

My eyes slid down his body, lowering to where his cock jutted out from a thatch of dark, trimmed pubic hair and then back up to his face before answering honestly. “I want to touch you too, to see what you taste like. And then I want you to use your fingers to get me ready so you can fuck me.”

“Fuuuuck!” he growled; his pupils blown wide by my dirty talk. “The things you do to me.” He kissed me then and it was the filthiest kiss we’d ever shared. His tongue swept through my mouth as if he wanted to consume me and I loved every single second of it, giving the same back to him.

He let out a surprised gasp as I manhandled him, rolling us so I was on top and then I slid down his body, licking over all the places I’d been fantasizing about. His skin was smooth, and I longed to suck it, to bring the blood rushing to the surface of his skin and mark him in some way so he would never forget this moment or me, but I resisted, knowing I hadn’t earned that right from him. I slid down further, burying my nose in the juncture of his legs. His smell was an intoxicating blend of soap and clean sweat, with a hint of musk that fanned the flames of passion within me. By the time I got to his cock, I felt drunk with desire.

“You don’t have to.”

I looked up and narrowed my eyes at him. “I told you I trusted you to take care of things. Now, it’s your turn to trust me to tell you if there’s anything I don’t like.”

A rueful smile curled his lips as he placed his hands behind his head. “Fair enough. I trust you. Do as you wish with me.”

My mouth watered at those words and I turned my attention back between his legs. Lifting his cock in my hand, I studied it. Long and thick, it was a solid weight in my hand. It was different from mine in that he was uncircumcised, but I found I liked that. A lot. I slid my hand down its length, marveling at the way the foreskin pulled back, revealing a glistening tip. He gasped as I suddenly stuck my tongue out and swiped it over the head, gathering the pearly little drops of precome.

Flavor burst over my tastebuds, salty, sweet, and tangy all at once. I squeezed his cock, greedily lapping up the liquid that appeared at the tip. I hummed happily as I licked around the crown and then lowered my mouth over him. Going slow, I tried to mimic some of the things he’d done to me, but I was sure my efforts lacked any of the skill or finesse he’d shown. Instead, I focused on my suction, being careful not to cut him with my teeth. True to his word, he let me do whatever I wanted, patiently waiting as I explored his body. The moment had been a long time coming, but it was definitely worth the wait. He was worth the wait.

My head bobbed up and down, coaxing more of that delicious precome out of him. My jaw started to ache, but I didn’t care. Giving head was quickly becoming my new favorite pastime. All too soon, he stopped me, reaching down and pulling me up beside him. “Why did you stop me? I wasn’t done,” I pouted.

He rolled me onto my back and it was then I noticed the glazed, lustful look in his eyes. “I stopped you because you were driving me crazy. I was this close to coming.” He held his thumb and index finger up where I could see that they were barely parted.

A ridiculous sense of pride filled me at that statement, reflected in the smile that spread across my face. “You were? Really?”

“Yes, really. That mouth of yours should come with a warning label.”

I laughed. “If it was so good, then why did you stop me? I wanted to make you come.”

He stared in my eyes as he bit my bottom lip, tugging it gently between his teeth. “I didn’t want to come down your throat. Not this time, anyway. This is your first time and I want to come with you, while I’m buried deep inside you.”

His words sent a bolt of lust straight to my dick and I groaned as I felt myself instantly grow hard. “Please. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

He kissed me gently. “I’m not going to make you wait, but I am going to take my time stretching you. I refuse to hurt you any more than necessary.” My eyes fluttered closed as I pulled him in for another kiss. Hearing those words solidified my belief that I’d chosen the right man to share this moment with. Not only did I trust him to be gentle, but I also knew he would make this an experience I’d never forget.

I immediately missed the warmth of him as he climbed off the bed and vanished into the bathroom, emerging a few seconds later with a large bath towel. After a quick search of the floor, he located his discarded jeans and rummaged around in the pockets, smiling triumphantly when he produced a condom and several sachets of lube. I chuckled at his antics as he climbed back on the bed, resting on his knees between my parted legs. Setting the supplies down next to him, he unfolded the towel, and I lifted my butt so he could spread it out under me.

He eyed me from behind his mask. “I don’t want to make this awkward for you, but there are a few details I need to ask about.”

I felt myself blush as I realized what he was about to ask. “I already took care of all of that.” I sighed when he cocked his head at me, clearly needing me to be more specific. I felt like I was going to die of embarrassment, but how was I going to actually go through with all of this if I couldn’t even talk about it? “I did some research on what to do to…prepare…for anal sex. I bought some stuff and made sure everything was…in good working order before I got here.”

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