My First Stud

Sindy’s eyes caught me first. But as we conversed I was riveted by the little metal ball in the midst of her clever and enticing tongue. Her body; butt, breasts, legs, and taut tummy all became secondary. Yes she was beautiful, sassy, and bold.  But that glistening silver orb sparkled in my minds eye.

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I flashed back to my first beloved and the intimidating full metal rubber banded grill work of the time. The memory and feel of cold steel after she had slurped a Slurpee and then would give me a sound and righteous slurping made me shiver with delight. The impending danger as the unforgiving teeth of my zipper would poise dangerously close to my hardened but not indestructible cock as it made its way betwixt her unskilled mouth full orthodontic braces. But those initial scars healed and her mouth became exquisite and masterful over the years.

No learning curve was required upon my first and only encounter with Sindy’s tongue pole on my usually wizened but now extraordinarily rejuvenated and stiff pole. She had me gasping as her tongue bar slid up the underside of my erection to the tender spot just below the pinnacle of sweet ecstasy which burst all over my first stud.

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Author: Pete Symes

Purveyor of paralogical compliance to verbally mediated reality, artisanal smut, with a pinch of full time flâneur tossed in to taste.

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