Sigh….I have this problem in my quest for World Domination….in my travels I get to enjoy the taste of someone’s treasures…a taste that cascades over and around my mouth. It is my kryptonite, my weakness in my quest and I long for more….sigh.

I love first few moments…the bulge struggling for release…the quiet gasp when I wrap my lips around his cock once it’s freed from its restraint.

There are those key moments, milestones where his hips raise to meet my descending mouth, his hand in my hair that begins to force me down slowly at first.

My left hand has muscle memory…a memory of running down the shaft, over and cupping the boys, only to continue down to the treasure below.

If I close my eyes, I can hear the rhythm of his breathing increase with a sharp breath in as my index and middle finger reach their destination.

My right hand wraps behind his back supporting the receiving hips as they drive higher up to my face, forcing the throbbing member deeper down my throat. I feel my throat contract slightly at the trickle of precum so deep in the recesses of my mouth.

My left hand moves backup the shaft to stroke it tightly while I pull my mouth back up to deliver little flicks of my tongue on the head of his cock. I love the feeling of its soft, little opening where his seed will enter my mouth.

My hand feels his back muscles and ass cheeks tighten. My eyes, in their half-closed state, witness his thighs begin to shake as he works to push the pleasures to its maximum. My throat naturally prepares to receive its reward, his hot spurts of cream.

From the corner of my eye, I see him throw his head back, cursing under his breath, telling me not to stop, telling me he wants to fuck me.

My hair feels his fist tighten around my tendrils creating the feeling that he is in control of my mouth, my tongue, my soul. He guides my mouth to the rhythm he needs to cum hard, increasing the pace and suction of my devouring.

I feel the twitch of his appendage in my mouth as my tongue bathes it…its almost time. I squeeze his sack as it releases its pent-up pleasures into my waiting mouth.

I can’t help but moan ravenously as the metallic tastes flow around my tongue, further vibrating the tip and shaft. My left hand strokes out the last drops, milking his member to fill my tummy and satiate my need.
Hearing his loud moans, his cursing are an acknowledgement of a blowjob well done. His body falls to complete relaxation as I lick him clean, like a pussycat licking its paws, long slow licks with a soft flat tongue.

Finally, looking up into the pools of dark chocolate that are his eyes, he brings me up for the kiss to tastes the cream that coats my tongue. He tastes himself with an equally satisfied moan. His moans are delicious in his liquid, warm honey voice as his lips draw back in to a slow smile revealing his perfect white teeth.

I have become his Sweet Candy with the cream filling…I am momentarily weak before I continue on my quest…until I receive the rewards of another being.