A wet pleasure (4/5)
anonymous
May 15 2010, 21:42:39 UTC
“You’re right, you’re a cock-loving hole. It’s hard to do something you wouldn’t consider a pleasure.” He laughs and you lean in, opening your mouth as you go for his cockhead. But he grabs around his cock and moves it away from your mouth, make you follow it like a hungry child. “Stop.”
You hesitate, look up at him. He smiles and press the wet cockhead to your cheek. He slowly runs it across your upper-lip, down your other cheek, back to your lips. “Open.” You open and let the cockhead in. You start sucking on it slowly, using your tongue to lick off the drops of urine that’s still around the pissslit. Alfred nudges for you to take in more, so you do. You lean forward and swallows, curls your tongue around the shaft and up the thick, pumping vein on the backside of the cock.
Alfred moans satisfied and leans back, watches you work. You feel a pressure, you have to do it good. He has just done so much for you. You close your eyes and start bobbing your head up and down. Better. Alfred starts sighing in pleasure. You try to do it more wildly, but the cock slip out of your mouth, and it takes a few seconds for you to get it in again without the help of your hands.
“That’s pathetic.” Alfred’s fingers dug into your hair, takes a hold of some locks. He pushes his cock in deeper into your wet, swallowing hole. “You can do better than that, Arthur.” You try to do better, to swallow at the speed Alfred is pushing himself into you, but it’s hard. At some point you gag. Alfred allows you to move back and breath, but he’s quickly pulling you back onto his cock. “Come on, come on…” He wants you to take it all the way in. Your eyes widen at the realisation. Not because you don’t want to, but because you’re not sure you can.
You’ve never tried going so far. Not with Alfred, that is. You have deep throated before, but this is different. Alfred’s cock is big, hard, but he’s not taking no for an answer. Welcome to the punishment.
You move back again to breath. This continues a few times, but with each time Alfred pulls you back onto his cock, you can get a little more in. And suddenly, as you want to move back to breath again, he pulls you all the way down. The cockhead bumps against the back of your mouth, you gasp, and then swallows as it goes down your throat. Your slick muscles clench around Alfred’s meat, and he moans so sweetly that you believe it was all worth it. Your nose is resting at his pubic hair. They’re sweaty, Alfred has been wearing his pants too tightly again. But you love the smell of him.
He shoves you back, pulls you in again. Starts fucking your mouth. At first there’s no rhythm, and it’s a hard job for your throat. But slowly he finds a pace which allows him to be pleasured and you to breathe, and you move like that for a while.
Time is running out. You both know it. The meeting will soon begin, and you have to be back. You have to wonder about how to get back without everyone smelling your clothes, but you don’t have the time, for suddenly Alfred speeds up the pace. He gets onto his feet and starts humping your mouth, grinding his cockhead against the sides of your throat. You don’t want to gag, you try not to, and you succeed. Alfred comes down your throat, spills his thick cum and gives it all to you. He draws back. Some of the sperm hits your face and mix with the urine.
You hesitate, look up at him. He smiles and press the wet cockhead to your cheek. He slowly runs it across your upper-lip, down your other cheek, back to your lips. “Open.” You open and let the cockhead in. You start sucking on it slowly, using your tongue to lick off the drops of urine that’s still around the pissslit. Alfred nudges for you to take in more, so you do. You lean forward and swallows, curls your tongue around the shaft and up the thick, pumping vein on the backside of the cock.
Alfred moans satisfied and leans back, watches you work. You feel a pressure, you have to do it good. He has just done so much for you. You close your eyes and start bobbing your head up and down. Better. Alfred starts sighing in pleasure. You try to do it more wildly, but the cock slip out of your mouth, and it takes a few seconds for you to get it in again without the help of your hands.
“That’s pathetic.” Alfred’s fingers dug into your hair, takes a hold of some locks. He pushes his cock in deeper into your wet, swallowing hole. “You can do better than that, Arthur.” You try to do better, to swallow at the speed Alfred is pushing himself into you, but it’s hard. At some point you gag. Alfred allows you to move back and breath, but he’s quickly pulling you back onto his cock. “Come on, come on…” He wants you to take it all the way in. Your eyes widen at the realisation. Not because you don’t want to, but because you’re not sure you can.
You’ve never tried going so far. Not with Alfred, that is. You have deep throated before, but this is different. Alfred’s cock is big, hard, but he’s not taking no for an answer. Welcome to the punishment.
You move back again to breath. This continues a few times, but with each time Alfred pulls you back onto his cock, you can get a little more in. And suddenly, as you want to move back to breath again, he pulls you all the way down. The cockhead bumps against the back of your mouth, you gasp, and then swallows as it goes down your throat. Your slick muscles clench around Alfred’s meat, and he moans so sweetly that you believe it was all worth it. Your nose is resting at his pubic hair. They’re sweaty, Alfred has been wearing his pants too tightly again. But you love the smell of him.
He shoves you back, pulls you in again. Starts fucking your mouth. At first there’s no rhythm, and it’s a hard job for your throat. But slowly he finds a pace which allows him to be pleasured and you to breathe, and you move like that for a while.
Time is running out. You both know it. The meeting will soon begin, and you have to be back. You have to wonder about how to get back without everyone smelling your clothes, but you don’t have the time, for suddenly Alfred speeds up the pace. He gets onto his feet and starts humping your mouth, grinding his cockhead against the sides of your throat. You don’t want to gag, you try not to, and you succeed. Alfred comes down your throat, spills his thick cum and gives it all to you. He draws back. Some of the sperm hits your face and mix with the urine.
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