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Title: The Curious Case of the Brunette and her Oralsex Appetite
By: A. N. Onymous

The brunette sashayed into the dimly lit room, her hips swaying seductively with each step. She was clad in a sheer lace negligee that left little to the imagination, her ample curves on full display. The man sitting on the edge of the bed couldn’t help but let his eyes wander over her form, drinking in every inch of exposed skin.

She crawled towards him, a wicked glint in her eye. “So, I hear you’ve been a naughty boy,” she purred, running a finger along his thigh. “You need to be punished. And I think I know just how to do it.”

With that, she pushed him backwards onto the bed and straddled him, her lips inches from his face. “First things first,” she breathed, “we need to get rid of these pesky clothes.”

Her nimble fingers made quick work of his belt and zipper, tugging his pants down his legs until he was left in nothing but his boxers. Her eyes roamed hungrily over his body, biting her lip as she took in the sight of his growing arousal.

“You want me, don’t you?” she whispered, trailing a hand over the bulge in his underwear. He could only let out a guttural moan in response, lost in the sensation of her touch.

She leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear as she spoke. “Beg for it, then,” she commanded. “I want to hear just how badly you need my mouth on you.”

His cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but the desire coursing through his veins gave him the courage to speak. “Please,” he gasped, “I need your mouth on me. I need you to wrap those perfect lips around my cock and suck me dry.”

She smiled, a slow, sensual curve of her lips. “Good boy,” she praised, sliding down his body. “Now let’s see what you’re packing.”

With one swift tug, she pulled his boxers down, freeing his erection from its confines. For a moment, she simply admired it, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Then, without warning, she leaned in and took him into her mouth.

He nearly bucked off the bed at the sensation, his hands fisting in the sheets to ground himself. She took him deep, her throat tightening around him as she swallowed him whole. Her hands moved to his thighs, holding him in place as she began to bob her head up and down his length.

She pulled back after a moment, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head of his cock. “You taste divine,” she murmured, her eyes locked on his. “I could do this all night.”

And with that, she dove back in, her mouth and hands working in tandem to bring him to the brink of ecstasy. He panted and moaned beneath her, his mind hazing over with pleasure as she took him closer and closer to the edge.

But just as he thought he might explode, she pulled away, leaving him practically gasping for breath. “Not yet,” she said with a wicked grin, crawling back up his body. “We’re not done playing yet.”

She straddled his face, her soaked panties hovering just inches from his mouth. “Take off my panties with your teeth,” she commanded, “and then bury your face between my legs. Make me come on your tongue before you explode in my mouth.”

He growled, a primal sound that rumbled through his chest. He gripped the scrap of lace in his teeth and pulled, slowly sliding the panties down her thighs and calves until they pooled at her ankles. He wasted no time in diving in, his tongue parting her folds and delving deep into her heat.

She cried out, her hands fisting in his hair as he feasted on her. His tongue circled her clit, flicking over the sensitive nub as she ground against his face. He could feel her getting closer and closer, her thighs trembling around his head as he brought her to the brink.

“Make me come,” she gasped, her voice tight with need. “I want your tongue inside me when I do.”

He obliged, plunging his tongue deep into her core as he sucked hard on her clit. She shattered above him, her cries of ecstasy filling the room as she came undone. He continued to lap at her, drinking in every drop of her release until she collapsed back onto his chest.

“Now,” she whispered, her own voice shaky with post-orgasmic bliss. “It’s your turn.”

She slid down his body, taking him back into her mouth with relish. He was barely holding on by a thread, his hips bucking up to meet her lips as she sucked him hard and deep.

“I’m going to come,” he choked out, his hands fisting in her hair. “Fuck, I’m coming!”

And with that, he exploded, spurting hot and heavy down her throat as she swallowed around him. She didn’t stop until she had milked every last drop from his pulsing shaft, licking him clean as he twitched and gasped beneath her.

Finally, she released him, crawling up to lay by his side. He pulled her close, burying his face in her neck as he tried to catch his breath. “That was incredible,” he murmured, placing a soft kiss to her skin.

She laughed, a low, satisfied sound. “It was,” she agreed, snuggling into his arms. “Remind me to punish you again sometime.”

And with that, they drifted off to sleep, entwined in post-coital bliss, already looking forward to their next steamy encounter.