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His Journey Begins Ch. 1

By: BBD



This is the start of something new for me. It's mostly buildup, but lays a framework for what's to come later. Please vote and/or send any comments or suggestions so I can have some idea as to whether I should continue.

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It all started my first year of middle school. Until then I hadn't given much thought to girls or their affect on me. That changed quickly, however, once my body started going through the "changes". I guess I was something of a late bloomer, but I never gave it much thought. I was just a good kid. I went to school, played around with my friends, and helped out around the house when asked.

But then my voice started changing, getting deeper. And something else changed. I started getting erections…constantly. I couldn't do anything about them. All I had to see was a pair of female legs walking by and I'd find myself trying to hide the sudden bulge in my pants. It never even occurred to me that what I was going through was common. I thought there was something wrong, but I was too ashamed to ask anyone about it. It certainly never occurred to me that even though a young boy's erection was common, the size of mine was anything but.

I'm not one of those guys who bothered with trying to measure himself every week growing up to track the progress of his penis. Hell, the only reason I know my dimensions now is because other people have taken the time to measure for me, to satisfy their own curiosity. But I'll get to that later. Right now I'm trying to focus on my first realization that I had something women, even some men, would be wanting for years.

I was 18 years old, not even close to being old enough to know what I was about to get myself into. It was the summer before I went off to college and I was still a shy kid, but that was about to change. That summer I found my first Playboys and Penthouses when a neighbor's wife made him throw out his stash. All the kids in the neighborhood knew about it and we snuck into the trash bin the first chance we could get and stole all we could manage to carry. This guy must've been saving them up for years…that's how big the stack was. But that worked well 'cause my little gang would divide the spoils and trade them around later. I didn't know why at the time, but I was strangely excited as I opened up the first issue, right to the center of it, staring for the first time at a fully naked women…an unbelievably busty blonde. That's when it started.

I know; I know. You're thinking, 18 and never seen a nudie mag? Well cut me some slack. What can I say? I was sheltered. I came from a very religious family and those sorts of things just weren't acceptable or welcome in the house. Sure I knew about them, and had caught a glimpse here and there…but to actually sit down and examine the centerfold; that was completely different. Let's not even talk about the "sin" of masturbation. I'll admit it; I had always been too scared to check out what was going on down there. But this lil boy was about to grow up.

I felt like I'd never felt before, an unbelievable pressure in my groin and I just knew instinctively what to do. While my eyes roved over the beauty laid out in front of me my hand slipped down my loose shorts and wrapped around my hard penis. Now I'd heard about jacking off before, but like I said…I'd never felt courageous enough to try it and jeopardize my moral soul. That was all changing now. My fingers wrapped around my shaft, or at least as far around it as they'd go. I couldn't grip the entire girth yet, but my instincts guided me as I slowly started stroking, imagining what it would feel like to have a beautiful woman like that really in front of me giving me that "come hither" look.

I lost track of time as I got more into it, finally slipping my shorts off and laying back looking at more of the women in the magazine while my hand started to move even faster around my penis. I couldn't believe the feelings of pleasure coursing through my body as I stroked myself, glancing down every now and then to see the throbbing veins that criss-crossed my entire length. And then, suddenly, it happened…. I felt a tightness in my scrotum and then right after the dark purple head of my penis flared, the pee-slit opening up as a clearish liquid shot forth. It was my first orgasm, and I realized then what they'd been talking about in the locker rooms as it spurted all over me, a couple drops shooting as far up as my neck, my chest and belly covered in this new liquid. My mouth was hanging open and I was gasping for breath when my door opened without warning.

"Oh God!" I said, trying to roll over and cover up but failing miserably as my best friend, Kelly, walked in. "Hey, John, where is every…" and then she stopped, staring like she was mesmerized at my exposed body laying back on my bed, my sperm splattered all over me. "Ohhhhh" she groaned, and I saw her lick at her lips unconsciously.

"KELLY!" I yelled, "What the hell are you doing just walking in on me?" I was so upset I didn't even think to cover up, just looking at her angrily and with embarrassment.

She turned red, blushing as she almost whispered… "Nobody else is here and I just thought I could walk in like always. I didn't know…" she moaned lightly… "John, I've never seen anything like that." Her breathing seemed funny somehow, but I didn't know what was wrong with her.

"What do you…" I started, then stopped…realizing she was looking at my penis. "Oh c'mon, you've seen the pictures in books just like I have."

"Not like that," she said. "Not a real cock…or…. One that big…and black." She gulped, stepping towards me. "Can I touch it?" she asked quietly.

My mouth hung open again, my mind unable to wrap around what was going on here. I'd known Kelly all my life, she was a couple months older that I was, but never seen her like I was seeing her now. I guess we made an odd match for friends, me the quiet black kid in the nearly all-white neighborhood and her the proper lil white daddy's girl. She had long, blonde hair that framed a round face with big blue eyes and a pert little nose. She wasn't a beauty, but she was damn cute. And for the first time I really noticed her body. Kelly had been growing up. She was wearing her favorite summer outfit. A tomboy at heart, that consisted of a tight, white t-shirt that outlined her rounded breasts and a tight pair of shorts that set off her slight curves nicely and led down to her long, coltish legs…ending in a pair of white tennis shoes. I took a deep breath as she walked towards me, feeling that pleasant ache between my legs again. My cock, as I was now thinking of it, was still semi-hard, and now it was standing up and lifting towards her. I couldn't say anything, my throat dry as I simply nodded to her.

She moved closer, reaching the end of my bed and lifting one knee to the mattress. Her other leg was still on the floor as she leaned over me, her hand reaching forward. I watched in amazement, unconsciously spreading my legs wider, as her slender fingers moved to my shaft. I gulped, completely hard again, the sight of her slightly tanned skin contrasted against my even darker, natural tan etched into my memory forever. It's that contrast that still drives me to some extent even to this day…a memory of that first touch, forever hardwired into my pleasure system.

I glanced to her eyes as I felt the tentative touch of her fingers against me and whispered softly, "Are you sure about this, Kel?" Her bright, blue eyes met mine. They were shining, burning with a fire I'd never seen before as she nodded back to me.

"God yes…you have no idea." And that was it as her fingers wrapped halfway around the base of my shaft and she pulled at my cock while lowering her head. My eyes were riveted to the scene, unable to move. I watched her pink tongue snake out between her lips and felt her warm breath just moments before I felt the soft lapping stroke as she tasted me.

Kelly's tongue licked slowly at the head of my cock while her fingers kept squeezing at my shaft, like she was trying over and over to wrap her fist around me completely. That wasn't going to happen but I didn't care at this point. I was in heaven as I watched my friend, my friend of so many years, becoming something more. I heard the soft mewling whimpers escaping from between her lips as she licked me like a kitten. I felt the swirl of her tongue as she found the dripping cum left over from my first intense orgasm and scooped it into her mouth, moaning louder as she tasted my seed.

Suddenly I felt something else. Call it what you will…instinct, perhaps. Whatever it was, I knew right then just what to do…what needed to be done to cement this new relationship between us. I sat up in my bad while Kelly continued to lick at my cock, her tongue circling the head and sliding up and down my shaft. She was still leaning over me, supporting herself on one knee on the bed with her other hand placed on the mattress at the outside of my thighs. She hovered over me while moving her head between my spread thighs, holding my cock to her as she licked along my length and lapped up every drop of cum she could find.

I found my hand reaching forward, fingers stroking through her long blonde hair and brushing it back from her face. Once again I was struck by the contrast of our skin tones…my darker hue set off nicely by the tanned cream of her soft features. She seemed to nuzzle against the soft stroke of my fingers even as her tongue continues licking up and down my length, faster and more insistently. That's when I took charge.

My fingers tightened suddenly in her hair, taking a firm grip and pulling her back from my cock. She cried out at the sudden yank and I felt a surge go through my loins at the sound of it. I know now it was the first sound of pain I would hear in response to my actions. Nothing much in the larger scheme of things, but at that moment it was everything. I found my voice, my throat no longer dry as I spoke to her.

"You like that, don't you, Kel? You like licking my cum up and feeling my cock throbbing against your tongue."

She whimpered again, trying to move her head back down while sticking her tongue out. She was still trying to lick at me until I yanked her head back again, harder this time, and she moaned out, "Oh god yes…it tastes so good. Please? Please let me have some more?"

Her look to me at that moment was priceless. There was a pleading in her blue eyes that I'd never seen before but would learn to love soon enough. I ignored it though, still moving on instinct and holding her away from me as I raised my voice, "You're nothing but a lil slut, Kel…do you know that?" I nearly laughed as I heard myself saying it, but I saw the look in her eyes at my words.

Kelly moaned again and looked me straight in the eyes while her body started to squirm against my mattress. "Yes, I know it now…and I want to be. Please, just let me taste some more?" She blinked at me, almost in surprise as she heard herself begging me. Something had definitely changed here. There was a shift in our relationship that I doubt we ever could have gone back from even if we'd wanted to. The thing is that neither of us wanted to, and that's where things get interesting.

"Prove it to me then, slut." I almost couldn't believe this was me talking, but it was. I was shedding years of holding back, of denial. This was my real self coming out. And Kelly? Kelly loved it as I pulled her up fully by her hair onto the bed. She was now kneeling between my legs, still gripping my cock and leaning over into my lap as I guided her back to my raging erection. I watched as her lips parted, spreading wide as she took the head of my cock between them. She was still moaning around me even while trying to take more. And I just grinned, watching her struggling to take my cock into her mouth…knowing that this was just the beginning of our awakening together.

His Journey Begins Ch. 2



The story continues. Thanks to those who voted on the first part, and especially to those who commented. Keep the suggestions coming, because there's a lot more planned and any help is appreciated. 

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My friend of ten years, Kelly, was kneeling on my bed. Not just kneeling there, but leaning forward as she did, with her hand wrapped as far around the base of my shaft as it would go. At the same time I was holding her blonde hair tightly in my hand, watching as she stretched her mouth open with the head of my cock lodged firmly between her lips. I could feel her moaning around me and drooling down my length. I wasn't sure how much longer this could last and I wanted it to go on forever.

I yanked her head back by the hair, pulling her from my cock. A smile of satisfaction curved my lips as I heard her whimper. She was pulling against my grip, trying to wrap her lips around the head of my cock again while I held her over it. This was no longer my good friend Kelly. This was a slut who couldn't get enough of my cock. I'd never been in this situation before, never even imagined that I would be, but my instincts seemed to be guiding me in the right direction. So I went with it.

"Use your tongue, Kel...lick it like a lollipop." I was giving orders now, allowing her to reach down to my aching hard cock as she stuck her tongue out. My eyes never left her face as I watched that soft, pink tongue press flat against the underside of my shaft and slowly drag up its length. Her eyes were open, focused on the task at hand as she started to lick my cock again and again, drawing her tongue all the way up to the sensitive head then circling around it before dipping back down and starting over again.

My breathing was growing heavy and I tried to hold back as much as I could. Kelly finally helped by raising up and taking the head of my cock between her lips again with a little whimper. I yanked her back again, harder this time, and raised my voice. "I told you to lick it, slut. Next time you'll do what you're told."

She was whimpering louder now, making little mewling sounds in her throat as I reached down and took her hand from my shaft, replacing it with my own. Holding my cock by the base I started to swing it forward, guiding her lower again and slapping the thick, bulbous head against her open lips.

"Is this what you want, huh? You want this black meat, slut? Tell me." I kept teasing her with it, slapping at her face with my cock, the soft smacks on her skin punctuating every word. I watched her trying to take me into her mouth again, whining in frustration as I kept smacking her, cockslapping her again and again. The pre cum was dripping copiously from the head and splatting on her skin, on each cheek, against her nose, onto her lips as she licked them off until I pulled her back again, making her cry out with another hard yank.

"Well, do you want it or not, Kel? Tell me now or I'll send your ass out of here." She blinked at me, tears welling in her eyes as she took a shuddering breath.

"No, please...don't make me go. God, I want it...I want it all. Please...please?" she begged. And I loved every minute of it, knowing that this was meant to be.

I grinned at her again. "If you want it all, you'll take it all now. Come here." I pulled her down suddenly as I said it, her lips stretching wide again and hungrily accepting the thrust of my cock until the head hit the back of her throat. She gagged a little at that, reflexively trying to pull back. I wasn't about to allow that though.

I pressed my hand harder against the top of her head, holding her in place and pushing her down harder as I raised my hips up and thrust into her throat. I could feel her struggling against me but I didn't care now. I'd made up my mind that she was going to take it all and I wasn't about to be denied.

"Relax your throat, slut" I groaned, "you begged for it; now take it like a good lil whore."

Her body seemed to relax as I commanded her. I looked down into her face, watching as her eyes closed and she stopped resisting me. She was still gagging around me, her drool dripping down my shaft that was stretching her lips obscenely as I tried to force more into her throat.

"That's it, Kel...you're a real slut. I know it. Now swallow my cock." As I said it I pushed her down again, feeling her moan around my shaft as it fucked fully into her throat. I could see the bulge pressing out against it as her lips touched at the base of my cock. She was still drooling around me, the spit dripping down onto my heavy balls now. I couldn't believe the pressure of her throat squeezing me as she swallowed around me reflexively, choking on my throbbing cock until I slowly let her back up and pulled her completely from my cock.

She gasped loudly, her blue eyes blinking open and looking at me with utter devotion. "Please," she whispered in a ragged breath, "feed me, John. I need you to use me."

That was all I needed to hear and I pulled her back down onto my cock, fucking straight into her throat with one, long stroke. I let her up almost immediately again, my fist wrapping in her blonde hair and guiding her. She took it all, every inch, pulling against my grip to take me into her throat again even though she couldn't help gagging whenever the head hit the back of her throat. She didn't care though. My sweet lil friend Kelly was hungry for my cock and she would choke if that's what it took to get it. That thought went through my head and I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that there was going to be plenty of time to see just how far she'd be willing to go for it. But now I was ready to cum again, and this time I was going to feed it to her directly.

I continued to guide her up and down my shaft, the wet sucking sounds of her lips growing louder the harder I thrust up into her throat. My heavy balls were bouncing up with each stroke and slapping against her chin until they tightened. I held out a little longer, feeling the head of my cock flaring as it forced its way deep into her throat. My body shuddered finally and I let loose, holding Kelly tight by the hair, keeping her planted firmly into my crotch as I groaned out loudly, "Eat it up, slut. Drink every drop of that cum. You'll never let another drop go to waste again as long as you serve me."

I don't know where all that came from. It seemed to flow from my lips naturally. Just as naturally, Kelly ate it up. Her body shuddered and I could feel the vibrations against me while she wrapped her lips tight around the base of my cock, moaning in her throat around me as I pumped another huge load straight down it. She coughed once against me, and I nearly laughed as some cum dripped from her nose. She was struggling to swallow it, but damn if she wasn't taking all of it but that one dribble. My cock felt like a hose, spraying into her belly, and she tamed it finally. I could still feel her sucking and moaning around me, her body still shuddering as she nursed from me.

As I felt the pulsing of my cock slow, I pulled her up from my cock by her hair. She was still sucking at me, making sure she hadn't missed any of that thick cream and I reached out with my other hand. My finger wiped just beneath her nose, scooping up the one drop of cum she couldn't reach and offering it to her lips as they pulled free of my cock. She took my finger into her mouth and sucked it hungrily before looking up into my eyes again with a bright smile.

"Did I do good, Daddy?" she asked, in a little girl's voice, giggling afterwards. The she licked at her lips and gazed back down at my cock lovingly.

I could only nod back to my new little slut, my mind already moving to what would come next.



His Journey Begins Ch. 3



I jogged down the street, still replaying the events of the day before in my mind. It had been an eye-opener for sure – the power I’d felt when Kelly, my neighbor and friend of so many years, was begging to suck my cock. I could still picture the look of sheer ecstasy on her face when I’d called her my slut and really taken control, fucking hard into her throat until I came…and she came with me.

I wondered what might have happened next if her dad hadn’t called looking for her. I let her leave then, giving us both plenty of time to mull over what had just taken place before discussing it. Except I forgot she was leaving the next morning on a week’s vacation with her family. I didn’t remember until I walked out after breakfast to go see her and instead saw her family’s minivan headed down the street. I caught a glimpse of her, looking back at me and waving. I could’ve sworn she licked her lips, too. I’d find out for sure later, of that I was certain.

Still, that left me with plenty on my mind and nothing to do so I went for a run to clear my head a bit. I had rolled out of bed and only put on my regular morning outfit – t-shirt, baggy sweat shorts, shoes…except I was without underwear, which was new. For whatever reason I had decided to sleep in the buff for the first time the night before. I liked how it felt, but it left me going commando on my spur of the moment run around the block, my package bouncing as I went along.

I was shaken out of my thoughts when a loud voice called my name, “John! Come here! I need your help.”

I groaned inwardly as I slowed down and looked across the street. Yep, there she was – Mrs. Evers, waiting expectantly for me to come do her bidding. I gave a little sigh and slowly walked across the street and up the driveway to where she stood in front of the garage impatiently tapping her foot.

Now Mrs. Evers wouldn’t have been too bad if she didn’t ruin everything by talking. She was an attractive woman, very attractive to be honest, but her attitude killed what would’ve been an otherwise pleasant view. I took in that view as I approached quietly, enjoying before she started talking again.

Mrs. Evers was Latina – Mexican, I think. She’d married well; Mr. Evers was clearly a lot older than she, and I figured she was already in her 40s. Marrying a fairly well off, older white guy hadn’t made her complacent though. She’d kept her figure even after having a daughter – Cristina, who was my own age.

She liked showing off that figure, too. Today she was in full-blown MILF mode – a tight, white halter top that barely held in her huge tits and showed plenty of cleavage. If that wasn’t enough, she capped it off with the shortest denim miniskirt you could legally get away with, showing her long, curvy legs exquisitely showcased by the platform sandals she was wearing. They easily added 3-4 inches to her height but that still left her at barely 5’5”. Her hair was a light brown, long and lustrous hanging down to the middle of her back in soft curls. The woman was all legs and breasts and she obviously knew it the way she dressed just to walk down the block with that amazing Latin sway of the hips that had all the men and boys stopping to stare.

That’s where the good stuff ended though. The woman thought the world was there to serve and had obviously been spoiled by her old man into believing she could have whatever she wanted, whenever it was convenient for her.

She stopped tapping her foot as I looked at her and actually sneered at me, “I swear, boy, you’re just getting lower and lazier. Get in here and help me with these boxes.” She turned on her heel and walked into the garage.

I rolled my eyes behind her back but could only blame myself for following her in quietly. When I was younger, I had always been quick to help out anyone in the neighborhood and Mrs. Evers had jumped all over that. By the time I realized she took advantage of my good nature (and my wanting to see that body on display, of course) it was easier just to go along with it instead of starting anything. The thought flashed through my mind as I stepped up behind her – maybe it was time to change all that.

She pointed to a stack of boxes and gave her orders as usual, “Pick those up and follow me…and quit slacking.”

I dutifully leaned down and picked them up all at once. It wasn’t hard; they were nearly empty. Why she needed someone else to do this I had no idea. I walked behind her with the boxes in my arms, barely catching the door leading into the house with my foot as she let it swing shut behind her, not even thinking to hold it for me. I made my way inside and caught up with her in the dining room where stood waiting again in front of an open closet door with a chair in front of it.

“Come on! I don’t have all day. Get up there and put them on the top shelf.”

I was starting to seethe inside but still stepped up on the chair, just managing to hold the boxes in one arm while using the other to place one at a time on the shelf.

“No, no, no!” I stopped in disbelief as she started instructing me in the “proper” arrangement for the boxes. I looked down at her, getting a great view of her wondrous cleavage as she pointed and gestured even as I tuned her our, feeling a stirring in my shorts.

She slowly trailed off, going quiet as her eyes locked on to the right leg of my shorts where my cock was slowly pushing out, making its presence known. I don’t think she even realized she was just standing there staring as I looked down at her, growing harder by the moment seeing the look on her face. It reminded me of Kelly, and everything snapped into place for me right then. I knew it was time to get some payback from this woman.

I turned my back to her, cutting off her view even as my cock was seriously tenting out my shorts. I ignored her and finished putting the boxes on the shelf before turning around and facing her again with a knowing grin on my face. Her eyes looked up at me then flashed back down to my shorts, widening as she saw that I’d lifted one leg slightly, exposing the head of my still-swelling cock.

“See something you like, Mrs. Evers?” I finally asked, breaking her out of her spell. She unconsciously licked her lips just a bit before shaking her head and looking to my face again, meeting my eyes and trying to marshal her normal, imperious manner once more.

“Wh…what do you think you’re doing, young man? How dare you!”

I just laughed, stepping down from the chair right in front of her, only inches away then snapping right back at her, “Shut up, slut!”

She recoiled like I had slapped her but didn’t say a word, her mouth hanging open in shock. It was obvious she’d never been talked to like that before and I figured it was about time.

“That’s better. I don’t want to hear another fucking word out of you unless it’s ‘Yes, Sir’. Understand?”

She just stood there, starting to tremble and seeing that only made my cock jump more. I was in all the way now, no going back. Somehow I knew it would only get better anyway.

I reached forward quickly, my left hand moving just behind her head and grabbing her long hair, using it to pull her back as I stepped forward. She stumbled, stepping back quickly with me almost as if we were dancing and she was following my lead…until I had walked her back against the wall, using my grip to pull her down even further, her legs buckling as she trembled, looking up into my eyes in confusion while being forced down to her knees.

“I said…understand, slut?” I spit out at her more harshly. She moved to nod her head until I took a tighter grip on her hair and snapped her head back making her yelp, “Yesss! Yes, Sir!”

“About time you learned some manners,” I stated before chuckling softly. “Now we both know what you were looking at so I’ll give you the chance for a better view. C’mon, Mrs. Evers, pull my shorts down.”

I watched her eyes as I said it, seeing something deep inside give way. She finally dropped her gaze to the front of my shorts, seeing the bulge tenting out towards her. She swallowed hard then reached up with both hands shaking to the waistband. Taking hold she started pulling my shorts down, slowly at first until she saw just the base of my shaft. Then she yanked suddenly, freeing my hard cock to swing up, the head slapping up against her chin as she whispered, “Oh my god.”

I pulled back from her slightly, my cock bouncing as I stepped out of the shorts she’d pulled down to my ankles. Her eyes were locked onto the dark, mushroom-shaped head following its every move. My fingers clenched in her hair, wrapping it around my fist as I spoke to her again, voice low and firm, “Kiss it, slut. Show me how much you appreciate getting to see a real cock for once.”

Her eyes flashed up to me briefly, but almost immediately her head moved forward, lips puckered and lightly touching the head of my cock. It throbbed as she kissed it and she gave a low hissing moan as I pulled her back again. I took hold of my cock at the base and swung it back and forth in front of her, then drew her forward slapping my hard meat against each cheek then slowly tracing her lips with the tip of my cock as a drop of pre-cum leaked out, smearing over them like gloss.

I felt her breathing quicken as her tongue licked out, tasting my pre-cum. Her hands reached up again, moving to wrap around my shaft but I yanked her head back once more making it thud against the wall.

“Drop those hands, slut. I’m in control here.” I smiled with satisfaction as she obeyed immediately, hands moving back down to rest on her thighs as she knelt in front of me.

“Good…now let’s see just how good a cocksucker you are,” I grinned as I said it, pulling her head forward again watching as her eyes went wide. I guided the head of my cock to her lips, hips thrusting forward. Watching as her lips spread wide, pushed open around my thick meat, forcing wider and wider until she’d taken the first couple inches. Her mouth was hot and wet around me, her tongue slowly stroking the underside of my shaft as I fed it to her. Feeling her moan softly around me, the vibrations running down my balls, making my cock flex and jump between her lips.

I kept my hand at the back of her head and fucked forward harder, forcing even more of my cock between her lips. I was nearly halfway in when the head hit the back of her throat and I felt her gag around me, convulsing slightly as she drooled all over my shaft. I laughed softly, pulling back just a bit so she could manage to suck on the head of my cock.. “Never had this much meat before, have you slut?”

Her eyes looked up at me, her head barely able to move as she gave a little nod and sucked harder, drawing me back into her tight, wet mouth. I thrust my hips forward again, hitting the back of her throat once more then pushing into it. My hand was tight on her head, holding her in place as I forced the head of my cock into her throat feeling it squeezing around me as she gagged again, struggling to breathe as I fucked against her face. I looked down at her, seeing tears sliding down her cheeks as she strained to take me. Her lips were stretched obscenely wide around my thick shaft that was just barely halfway into her mouth, already fucking into her throat. I held her there a few moments, enjoying the grip of her throat as she swallowed around the head of my cock. Finally, I pulled back again fully letting her catch her breath while my cock swayed in front of her face, glistening wetly in the light of the room from her drool coating my shaft.

I knew I wasn’t going to hold out much longer so I started fucking in and out of her mouth. My cock went deeper into her throat with each stroke, fucking harder and faster with my balls starting to slap wetly against her chin. She was making gurgling noises, straining to take it all, and I could feel her saliva dripping down my cock and my balls leaving her chin a wet sticky mess. The slurping sound of her lips around me as I forced the length of my cock down her throat finally did it, and I exploded just as I was pulling back out of her throat. My cum sprayed forcefully into her mouth and her eyes widened as I started feeding her my thick cream. She was making loud, gulping noises trying to swallow but there was no way she could keep up. My creamy jizz started to leak out around my shaft, dripping down her chin and splattering onto her halter top as she coughed and choked, more cum flying out…some of it leaking from her nose as I choked her on my discharge. My cock throbbed and pulsed between her lips and I held her there, making her take it all. She just kept trying to swallow, most of my cum still leaking from her mouth until the stream slowed and she was able to keep up and drink it with a whimper coming from the back of her throat.

I finally pulled her back by the hair, freeing my cock from her sucking lips. My shaft was sticky and wet with my dripping cum and her own spit. I just looked at her and she started licking up my entire length starting at my balls, cleaning every drop and savoring it. She finished up with her tongue wrapping around the head of my cock then lapping at the pisshole trying to get more. I let go of her hair and stepped back, looking down at her quietly. She kept licking at her lips, trying to get another taste of me, her face a sticky mess from my cum still dripping down her chin. She started to stand but froze as I spoke again.

“I’m not done with you yet, slut.” I grinned, my cock still hard and ready for more. 

She looked at me with surprise, at my throbbing cock and whispered, “I can’t believe it…already?”

I chuckled again, “I’m not your lil old husband.”

She smiled at that and looked me dead in the eye, “No, you’re way more man than he is…Sir.”