Lips #19 (WooAh's Nana)

A soft glow flickers from the candles Nana insisted on lighting. Their warm light casts shadows across the walls of your shared apartment and her face as she kneels in front of you. She smiles up at you, brushing her hair back, and rests her hands on your thighs.

“Happy anniversary, baby.”

You can already feel your heart thud. Nana looks breathtaking tonight. Her silk dress hugs her curves. Her lips are glossy and her eyes sparkling with that mischievous glow she only shows you. You already had trouble keeping it together during dinner earlier. But what makes your breath catch is the way she’s kneeling. The way her hands squeeze gently against your legs, steadying herself as she leans closer.

“I know how hard it’s been for us to find time.”

Her voice is soft and full of regret, but you know it’s not her fault of course. Even though she might think it is.

“But tonight, I’m yours. Completely. I want to give you everything you’ve been craving.”

Your cock twitches at her words, butterflies go crazy inside your stomach. Her eyes lock onto yours, her smile soft and reassuring

“I haven’t forgotten what you told me. How badly you want to use my face. How much you want to see your cum all over me.”

Her tone dips into a teasing whisper.

“Well… tonight, you get it.”

She leans in and gently kisses the tip of your cock as if she’s sealing a promise. Your pants are already lying forgotten next to her on the floor.

“Not just that.”

She adds, her lips brushing against your cock as she speaks.

“I’m going to worship every inch of you with my mouth. Head to toe. I’ll make you feel like a king, baby. Because you are my king.”

Her hands slide slowly higher, her breath warm against your cock. Her eyes are filled with nothing but devotion.

“Use me however you want. And when you’re done, cover my face with your cum. I want it. I want to be drenched in your load on our anniversary.”

Your breath hitches. She sounds sweet and caring, but her words are filthy and messy and yet still soft.

Nana doesn’t rush. She leans in first to kiss your knee. Soft and delicate. Her lips trail upward, slow and patient, brushing along the inside of your thigh. Each kiss feels intentional, like she’s offering worship with every touch. Her hands roam over your legs, squeezing gently, then sliding up your stomach. She shifts higher, pressing a wet kiss to your hip. Then another just above your hips. Her lips leave tiny imprints of heat across your skin.

“You deserve all of this.”

Her breath is warm against you.

“Every inch of you deserves to be kissed.”

She pulls your shirt up, baring your stomach, and kisses her way across your abs. Her tongue slips out to taste the salt of your skin. She lingers at your navel, nipping playfully before moving higher. Her mouth travels over your chest, kissing the line of your sternum. Then each pec, her tongue swirling teasingly around your nipples. She bites softly, then soothes with her lips, making you groan as her hands rub slow circles over your ribs.

Nana glances up, her lips parted, her voice sultry.

“Mmm… I love your body. I could spend hours worshipping you like this.”

And she keeps going. Kissing along your collarbone, then your shoulder, then down your arm, trailing her mouth all the way to your wrist. She flips your hand over and kisses your palm. Then she suckles one of your fingers into her mouth with a needy moan. Her tongue swirls around it, before she lets it go with a soft pop.

“Every part of you tastes so good.”

By the time she works her way back down, your cock is rock hard. Nana kneels again between your legs, her lips hovering just above your shaft. She kisses the base first, just above your balls. Then she slowly trails her mouth up your length, leaving it wet and glistening. She doesn’t take you inside yet. She’s just laying worshipful kisses, one after another, until she reaches your tip. Her eyes lock on yours as she presses her lips against it, before whispering softly.

“And now, baby… I’ll give you the gift you’ve always wanted.”

Nana shifts closer, her lips brushing your tip in a feather light kiss before parting just enough to let her tongue swirl around the crown. The sensation is electric, her soft hum vibrating through you. She takes just the head into her mouth at first, suckling gently, letting her tongue lap at the slit. Each flick sends sparks racing through your body. Your cock twitches eagerly in response. Her hand wraps around the base, stroking slowly in rhythm with her mouth. She keeps her eyes on you the whole time as though she’s savoring every reaction.

“I love your taste… I love your cock.”

She goes down again, deeper this time, sliding your length halfway into her mouth. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks harder, bobbing her head with steady rhythm. Spit gathers quickly, spilling down her chin, making each stroke of her lips louder. Her hand never stops stroking your cock, twisting slightly at the base as her mouth works the rest of you. The combination makes your thighs tense, your hips twitching. She notices and moans louder, as if proud she’s getting you close. She speeds up, stroking and sucking harder, her tongue dragging along your shaft every time she pulls back. You can barely breathe as she worships your cock. Your body is on the edge. Nana smiles faintly around your length, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to you. She pulls off just long enough to lick a hot stripe from your balls all the way up to your tip, kissing it before taking you deep again.

Her devotion is overwhelming. Her hands and mouth move in perfect sync. Her moans grow louder and quicker the more you twitch and groan above her. When she finally pulls back for a breath, her lips glisten with spit. Her cheeks are flushed while her eyes sparkle.

“I’ve been waiting so long to give this to you. To make you feel good like this.”

Nana gives your tip one last loving kiss.

“Baby, stand up.”

Her voice is slightly rougher than just a second ago. You see the arousal build in her eyes.

You blink down at her.

“Stand up?”

She nods as she licks her lips. Her hand wraps around your cock again as she strokes you slowly.

“So you can use me properly. So you can fuck my throat better.”

The words hit you like a shockwave. Desire surges through you, but also hesitation. Your hand twitches at your side.

“Nana… are you sure? I don’t want to-”

She cuts you off by leaning forward, taking your cock halfway back into her mouth with a wet suck, moaning as she pulls off again. Her eyes shine with lustful care and determination.

“It’s fine.”

Her voice is a little hoarse from how much she’s already taken. She grips your thighs with both hands, steadying herself.

“You can be as rough with me as you want. I want it. I want you to use my throat until you cum all over my face. That’s my gift to you tonight.”

Your cock throbs at her words. Your pulse is pounding in your ears. Slowly, you rise to your feet, towering over her as she stays kneeling, looking up at you like you’re everything. She opens her mouth wide and stretches out her tongue. Her hands rest on her knees as she waits.

“Do it, baby. Fuck my face. Make me yours all over again.”

The sight is almost too much. Her pretty, loving face tilted up at you, lips parted wide, surrendering herself completely. Your hand finds her hair, and with one deep breath, you guide yourself between her lips. The warmth of her mouth envelops your cock instantly, her throat yielding as you push deeper. This time you don’t stop halfway. You pull her head forward, hips snapping as you bury yourself in her throat. She gags, tears springing to her eyes, but she moans at the same time. She sounds muffled and needy. Like she’s begging you to keep going. Her nails dig into her knees and her body trembles as you start to thrust. Each slam of your hips makes her gag louder and her throat tighten around you.

Your grip tightens in her hair as you thrust forward again.Her lips stretch wide around your cock, spit flying from the corners of her mouth as her throat spasms to take you in.

“Fuck…”

You groan, hips moving in a steady rhythm now. Each push buries your length deep, her nose brushing your stomach. Each pull leaves her gasping just long enough before you slam back in. Nana’s eyes are already streaming, tears mixing with her drool that pours freely down her chin, soaking her chest. Her gagging fills the room, but her moans are in there too, muffled around your length, vibrating straight into your cock. You glance down, and the sight makes your stomach clench. Nana’s looking up at you through her tears, eyes glassy, filled with nothing but love and surrender. She’s giving you everything, letting you use her throat like it’s nothing but a hole for your cock.

Your pick up speed, slamming into her mouth again and again. The wet slap of your skin against her face echoes in the room. She doesn’t resist. She leans into it. Her eyes open and close as she lets you drive her head down to the base, her throat bulging around you. Nana’s gagging grows harsher, spit spraying with every thrust. But every time she coughs or chokes, her tongue flattens against your underside, as if she’s trying to please you even more.

“God, Nana…”

You groan, your voice strained as your cock twitches inside her throat.

“You’re perfect.”

She moans in response, the sound garbled, but the meaning clear. She wants this. She wants to make you feel good.

Your hips slam faster, rougher, your cock pistoning in and out of her throat until her whole face is a dripping mess. Tears, spit, makeup streaks…everything ruined completely.

Your thrusts grow more frantic as you start to lose control. Each push forces you deeper down her throat, your cock stretching her until her gagging turns ragged and broken. Spit and tears stream unchecked, dripping onto her chest, soaking into the silk straps of her dress. Her mascara has run down her cheeks in dark streaks, her face a wet, ruined mess. Exactly what you always wanted. And yet, she looks up at you with glassy eyes full of devotion, moaning around you even as she chokes.

“Nana…”

You groan, your grip tightening in her hair, your thighs trembling as you push her head down and hold her there, your cock buried fully in her throat. She gags violently, her throat clenching around you. But she doesn’t pull away. She endures, her nails digging into her knees as you fuck her face like it’s your right.

You let up from her for half a breath, just enough to let her gasp, before thrusting back in. She moans again, gagging hard, drool spraying against your thighs. The wet, obscene noises of her throat swallowing you mix with your ragged breathing. Every sloppy gag, every muffled moan vibrates through your cock, pushing you closer. Your stomach tightens, your balls clench as heat builds fast inside you. You slam into her mouth again, faster, rougher, your hips jerking as you feel the climax rushing up.

“Fuck-Nana-”

You grunt and your voice breaks.

“I’m so close-”

Her eyes flick up to meet yours, silently begging you to let go, to mark her just like you always wanted. She moans, the sound muffled but desperate. Her throat tightens around you one last time. Your whole body trembles on the edge.

Your body seizes as the heat finally bursts. You yank Nana’s head back suddenly, your cock slipping from her throat with a slick pop. A long string of spit snaps between her lips and your tip as you tilt her ruined face upward.

“Hold still.”

You growl down at her. Nana barely has time to open her mouth before the first hot spurt erupts, streaking across her cheek and up toward her temple. She gasps at the sudden warmth. Her lips part in shock: But you don’t stop. You can’t. Another thick rope paints her nose and upper lip, dripping down toward her mouth. The next splatters directly across her eyelashes. It forces her to blink through the sticky mess as it clings to her lashes. You groan loudly, hips jerking with each pulse, unloading more across her face. Your cum paints her chin, streaks across her other cheek, spatters into her hairline. Thick droplets drip down her jaw and onto her chest, mingling with the spit already soaking her dress straps.

Nana moans, filled with lust. Her tongue darts out instinctively to catch the drops sliding toward her lips. Her eyes never leave yours as you mark every inch of her pretty face with your load. By the time the last few weak spurts spill onto her skin, she’s drenched. Your cum glistens on her cheeks, drips off her chin and strings down onto her chest. You breathe heavily, cock still twitching in your grip as you look down at her. She’s a complete mess. Exactly the way you dreamed of seeing her. And yet, her lips curl into the faintest, most loving smile.

“Happy anniversary, baby.”

She whispers hoarsely, cum running down into the corner of her mouth.