Ice cream Licking

"Aron's point of view,"

"Are you serious, Aron?

Are you hoping that I will kiss your dick?"

She gave me a perplexed expression.

"Yes, why are you staring at me with such wonder?

You didn't have to give me your one kidney."

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and I could not help but smile.

"No, I can't do this."

She shook her head.

I want to feel her soft lips on my dick because my junior gets so excited when she touches it, but it seems like she isn't interested in touching it based on the way she stares at it. She felt the vibrations and took her hand off my dick instantly.

Why didn't she just go for my dick by herself? I seized her hand and pressed it against my genitalia after my junior was aroused and refused to release her touch.

When I gripped her hand firmly, she nuzzled my member. I experienced an odd sense of fulfillment when she touched my dick. My dick and body did not vibrate easily; they did so only when I was extremely excited.

But why does my dick find Sara's touch so exciting—why does her slight touch excite it so much?

The moment she touched my waist, shivers ran down my spine.

Sara declined to perform a blow job on me, even though every other woman was eager to do so. They were all drooling over my body, hungrily grabbing onto my hard dick as soon as I kissed them.

Why didn't Sara act similarly?

Why won't she just hold my cock?

"Please give one kiss, Miss Grace." I mumbled it in her ear.

"No way; I'm not going to kiss it." She frowned and looked at my dick as if I were asking her to eat the food that she detested the most.

"If I urge you to follow our contract, you can not refuse any sexual activity with me."

When she declined my polite request to kiss my dick, I had no choice but to use our contract terms as leverage to force her to comply.

"How does your large dick get inside my mouth?

Do you wish for me to choke to death?" When she saw my hard dick, she sighed.

"Sara, you are really funny. You have so many issues with my dick, but no lady ever complains about the size of it." When I saw her perplexed expression, I laughed.

"Do you not know how to perform a blow job?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"No, I don't know." She shrugged.

How is it possible

"Wow, a well-known erotica writer couldn't even perform the most basic blow job!"

Is she trying to trick me by being so innocent? How is it that she is completely unaware of the blow-job procedure, even though every woman understands how to provide one? She never mentioned blow jobs in her chapters; therefore, I believe she was speaking the truth. My subconscious tries to clear my doubts.

Maybe you are right, but my junior wants to feel her lips on it. Now, what should I do?

Teach her. If she doesn't know how to please you, educate her on what you like in sex and how you want to satisfy your appetite, so she can give you the next level of pleasure with your junior. My subconscious wanted me to teach her the blow-job process.

"Miss Grace, do you truly lack knowledge about how to perform a blowjob?"

"No." She gave me a headshake.

"Okay, let me teach you." I peered into her face after taking my head off of her shoulder.

"You're going to teach me how to perform a blowjob?"

With excitement, she placed her head on my chest.

What happened to her? What is the reason for her sudden excitement just minutes ago, when she was gushing over my dick?

"Miss Grace, so you finally started to like my hard cock?"

"No, Mr. Finger, it's not what you think. I want to study blow jobs so that next time I may write about one in a chapter of my novel."

"Do you have that as your sole motivation for being curious about the blow job?" Hearing her response disappoints me.

"There's no need for you to learn it from me when you can just borrow ideas for story chapters from Google."

Why does she never want to have sex with me? For our sex to be enjoyable, I want her to participate in all of our sex activities.

"To be honest, Mr. Finge, I like to write about true tales or topics that resonate with my feelings. My chapters will be more engaging if you show me how to do blowjobs; I'll pick it up fast and put it to greater use."

She forgot all about the space between our bodies because she was so excited to learn about blow jobs.

With her bare torso nearly touching my dick, her thigh is supported by my stomach, and her knee gently massages it.

She spoke to me while her palm was on my nipple, and her finger flicked over it. I've never felt this close to her, so this is new to me.

To be honest, I never let a woman approach me that closely. I always asked them to leave my room after our sex, but I don't know why I enjoyed spending time with her after our sex.

"Aaron, show me how to do a blowjob." She eagerly shook my shoulder.

"Okay, I'll teach you, but please note that this is not a free education. You will need to pay a price."

"I'm not sure I have enough money to pay you." She met my gaze with sadness.

"Miss Grace, don't worry; I'm not requesting money from you."

"Then?" With bewilderment, she glanced at me.

"What more do you need from me since you already rule my body?"

She made an effort to think about the possibility of giving me a fee.

"You have to show me how much you have learned from my guidance by giving me a blow job trial."

My strategy for getting a blow job from her was successful.

"Okay, I will try it with you."

She finally agreed to give me a blow job.

My junior was once again ecstatic upon receiving her clearance for the blow job.

"So, Sara, tell me, have you ever had cone-shaped ice cream?"

"Yes, of course, many times.

My favorite flavor of ice cream cone is butterscotch." When she told me about her favorite ice cream, her eyes lit up with joy.

"Thus, having a blowout is similar to enjoying your favorite ice cream. You now have one task to do. Suppose that this ice cream is your absolute favorite, and proceed to lightly lick it."

She approached my genitalia with caution, lowered her head, and playful swept her tongue across it.

Again, the sensation of her tongue touching my member caused my torso to shudder. My dick muscles tensed up even more at her slightest touch. My entire body tingled as she touched me. Imagine how it would feel if she gave me a complete blowjob.

"Please suck my dick, Sara."

My pleasure was overwhelming, so I clenched her hair and pushed her head in a way that gave me a full blowjob.

As soon as I pushed my complete penis into her mouth, she coughed violently and sprinted frantically toward the restroom.

With unfulfilled excitement, she left me.

My junior is now waiting for her to exit the restroom so that I may extinguish the fire she has ignited in me by showing a short clip of her blow job.