Chapter 69

• Last thing I remembered after the hot tub was falling onto my bed, then nothing. I thought I must be dreaming, because I could have sworn I could feel a mouth around my dick. I moaned as the warm wetness enveloped the tip of my member, the delicate hands working my long shaft. My mind had even worked up a moan for me as the dream girl filled her mouth with my manhood. I was in the half state of sleep, the dream feeling so real that I hung onto my fleeting sleep as best I could, savouring the wonderful feeling. My ex had never enjoyed giving blowjobs, so I rarely got to experience them. I must have fallen asleep before I was able to address the issue of my overwhelmed libido, and now my brain was trying to remedy the situation. Well, when in Rome.
• I slid my hand down my naked stomach to grasp my cock and pump out a much-needed orgasm; maybe I could stop ogling my baby sister once I cleared my mind. Instead of finding my cock, I found someone's hair. I opened my eyes and looked down, now fully awake. The light from the rising sun was still dim, but I could make out the sandy blonde hair of Vicky, her sky-blue eyes staring up at me as she pulled my cock from between her luscious lips.
• "Good morning Jason," she said, licking her lips. "I hope you don't mind. I was a little hungry." She licked the tip of my cock, dragging a moan from my throat, then she plunged my throbbing erection into her mouth again, taking more than half the entire shaft in one smooth motion. My back arched and I grasped her head, taking handfuls of her wavy hair in my hands as I instinctively tried to fit more and more of my rod into her mouth. The blonde beauty obliged by working my cock deeper into her throat until it was completely gone—vanished like a magic trick—her nose touching against my pubic hair.