We went on and on, our bodies slick with sweat and our respective crotches sodden with her freely flowing juices. Time seemed to barely pass, and as we flowed into each other, I felt another wave, the most powerful yet, flow through me and then into her. “You’ve going to cum soon,” she said, almost matter of factly. “Let me help you with that,” and with that, she pushed me off of her, and as I stood up on my knees, she quickly got on all fours and swallowed my entire length. As she started sucking hard, I involuntarily pistoned my hips, and she helped me by grabbing onto my ass and encouraged me to fuck her face hard. I normally have a difficult time cumming from a blowjob, but this girl was so incredibly articulate, putting just the right pressure on with her lips, rolling her tongue along my length, and very gently kneading my balls in her hand, that it was probably less than a minute before I was rising, and as I closed my eyes and threw my head back, my world began to tilt and I screamed out what was probably the most intense orgasm of my life. I spurt hard five times directly into her greedy mouth, and as I started to recover enough to finally open my eyes, I realized I was still delivering some less powerful contractions into her greedy, still-swallowing mouth. Finally, my spurts ceased, as she looked up at me with wide eyes, continuing to suck until she was sure she had gotten every last drop. As she disengaged, I dropped backward and sat with my legs beside each thigh.
Mariah looked up at me, reaching down with her hand to push a few stray drops of my cum that had fallen out of her mouth back up from her lower lip and just above her chin. I watched her swallow, then say “I was going to try and save it in my mouth and show it to you, but there was too much of it. Holy shit you cum buckets!” I slumped down a bit and exhaled, my brain still reeling from the draining of my energy and fluids. As I looked down, I realized my cock wasn’t really flagging, but my body needed a little break, and I moved into a more comfortable sitting position on the edge of the bed as she went over to the fridge and pulled out a couple of bottles of gatorade, handing me one. “Trust me, you’ll need this, your body will be a bit depleted.” I nodded and took a huge pull, then two more, emptying 2/3 of the bottle. She sat down next to me and pulled my head in, giving me another toe-curling kiss. “I’m sorry for tricking you. I know this might not make sense, but I needed you.”
I paused to think, emptying my bottle. After a few moments, thinking through the fog and finally finding some clarity in the exhaustion and confusion, I said “I’m not entirely sure how I’ll feel about all this later, but for right now I’m not that mad. A little bewildered and overwhelmed, maybe, but whatever.”
“When I first saw you from the beach, I had a deep, gut-level, visceral reaction I’ve only had once before with a man. I knew we were destined to be lovers, if only for a night. I thought you felt it too.”