Barbell Erotica & Tira's First Oral Orgasm

I slid the white sheet down. On my knees, admiring her curvy and powerful bare legs. Curiosities brushed my mind. Will she struggle against the feelings between her legs? How succulent will her vulva be?

I held the barbell up, opened my mouth, and listened to Tira moan while watching me warm the cool steel inside my mouth with more than an affectionate technique. I went down flat on my stomach, holding the barbell in my mouth like a cigar, looked down her belly and breasts to her face, popped it out like a popsicle, guided the larger ball between her inner lips and let its weight do the rest. She smiled, it sunk easily into her warmth. I wound my left arm around a thigh and with my right hand, eased the sheer steel back, then pressed it into her again, and kissed Tira's skin while listening to her sounds of pleasant amazement.

She took full breath when my tongue found, flexed and rolled its gentle way over her clitoral shaft, already firm under its soft hood. I remember my left hand stroking her thigh, indulging to the fullest in the sensation of her silky skin against my palm. I focused into a single intention and desire all of my present moment: to connect Tira's energy and being with my own, move the barbell inside her, keep the pleasure coming from my tongue-play, and grip with my free arm around her thigh with a grounding bicept curl.

I opened my eyes to take her in. One of my favorite vistas in all the world, looking up at a woman from just below her mound. Admiring her mouth in an oh-shaped smile, closed beautiful eyes, breasts centered and amazing, navel rising and falling with each belly breath. My instincts told me she may need more; that her clitoris and vagina were ready. I ringed my lips around and maintained a light suction around Tira's clitoris, keeping it fixed in place while my tongue tip darted in a chaotic pattern over her glans, shaft, and hood. My right hand, in confident control of the warm, slippery barbell, angled it up and just behind her g-spot. Then used it to firmly pull and pump against it like a big round button.

Tira climbed higher, and as she did so, my pumping increased in strength along with my tongue's speed and pressure. "Harder. More." is what an inner voice told me. Her hips began to bob outside her control, and in those moments, I decided to give her all the physical and energetic intensity i would do to her. My suction increased, my tongue had no mercy, and I gave her all the G pressure she wanted. My arm constricted around her thigh.

She came, long and strong, all over my face my face. Her groan was long and from a deep place. I'll never forget how hard her clitoris was under my tongue then.

I held her hips to the bed and gradually reduced my speeds in time with her orgasm's fade. I released the barbell, let it sink back down, rested my cheek against her triangle and wrapped both arms around her hips and ass. Tira's fingers wove their way into my hair and she said,

"That's the first time I've ever come from oral. Wow. You're fucking awesome."