“Oh, I’m gonna lose it!” I try to grab something to steady myself, but I just wind up with one fist full of sheets and the other full of messy blonde hair.
“Mmm! M-hmm!” I don’t know if her muttering and determined nodding is consent, or meant to increase the stimulation her lips and tongue are giving my saliva-coated dick shaft.
“Oh, I’m gonna fucking cum,” I specify, more of a warning than an announcement, since I’m a gentleman. I’m writhing since I don’t have the leverage to thrust my hips upward. “Uhh, take it, Elaine!”
“Ehh,” she sputters, struggling to form consonants around my dick that’s filling most of her oral cavity. “eenuh.” She looks up from my crotch, teary eyes locking with mine.
“Oh, that’s fucking good.” My balls tighten as I smile at my fortune. A twentysomething, maybe thirty-ish, hot blonde Dutch chick slurping on my dick, her thumb and forefinger clenched around my root as her palm squeezes my nut sack. “Oh, fuck, Elaine, yesss!”
Her mouth pops off my cock. Half annoyed, half amused, she corrects my mispronunciation — “Eline” — as she smears her spit up and down my shaft and over the head. Then again slowly, annunciating all three syllables. “E-li-ne”. Her tongue slithers back and forth across the tip while the knuckles of one hand trace the underside of my slimy shaft and the fingertips of the other hand make my balls dance. Fuck, this Holland hottie has the touch!
“Sorry, yes, Eline.” Who can blame me? I only met her two hours ago. And that bar was fucking noisy. She goes back to work on my dick, her desire to get me off almost matching my own. I wonder how many anonymous hookups this Amsterdam hotel room has hosted, between couples who don’t know each other’s names enough to even try.
“Eline, I’m going to cum. Oh fuck, yes, Eline.” I had her name wrong in my head while I was fucking her with a condom on: when I was on top thrusting hard and deep, when I was shafting her from behind with my balls thumping her soft blonde pussy fuzz, and while she was riding me cowgirl-style three minutes ago. But now with the wrapping discarded and my bare dick in her mouth, there’s a new level of intimacy that demands that I properly address the lovely lady who’s about to get a mouthful of my jizz.
It's as if Eline’s squeezing forces the semen out of my balls. With a series of spasms, my ejaculate spurts forth, drenching the inside of this Dutch beauty’s mouth. Sperm or spit, or both, leak from her mouth as it continues to ascend and descend, lubricating the seal her lips are trying to make around my shaft. As if it needed it.