From Innocence to Carnality - Sex Stories

From Innocence to Carnality

... nodded my head yes. I wanted to beg through the jock strap gag but I didn't want Mrs. Monroe to hear. Jessie began stroking in earnest. I was getting close. She began fapping me even faster and whispered to me, "You have no choice but to cum. When you cum, you will belong to me and do anything I say. I will own you."

I was aware of the open door and Mrs. Monroe still in the kitchen putting away groceries and knew she could hear me if I made much noise. Trying to keep myself from moaning just made the tension in my balls and cock that much stronger. I couldn't stop her from taking me. I exploded as noiselessly as I could. Spirt after spirt shot over and on my head. She kept milking me till I was adrift in pleasure. My toes and feet curled up. But then she kept going until I was writhing with extremely intense pleasure flashes when she firmly rubbed my glans, causing a flurry of uncontrolled muscle contractions throughout my body. All the while I was trying so hard not to make too much noise and was humiliated with the thought that Mrs. Monroe would find us - find me - like this. But the humiliation just drove me deeper into my orgasm. I became fully devoted to Jessie.

A few days later, Jessie came to me and told me that she had arranged a work gig where she could make a lot of money quickly. She found a place and told her aunt that we would be moving out. We were legal adults, so there wasn't much her aunt could do. The place was a two bedroom dump in a seedy part of ...

... town. I wasn't worried, though. I belonged to Jessie and she would take care of me. She made me stay physically fit - a toned body with tight abs and butt. She also made sure I ate nutritious food.

She would regularly tie me up, tease me with long sessions of edging and finally let me cum. In my total submission to her, I would cum spectacularly.

Jessie brought home all kinds of strangers - women and men. They would do sexual things with her and give her money. She told me to stay in my room but I would sneak out and watch her through a big crack in the bottom of her door when she was with men. Seeing their powerful butts tightening as they thrust into her made my cock tingle and harden. A few times I was able to see an erect cock. And once I saw Jessie kissing one and sucking it into her mouth. I imagined so many times that that was me. Except Jessie serviced cocks and I loved cocks and wanted to make love to them.

She wouldn't let me watch any porn on the computer but I was allowed to sites with in-depth articles and drawings on anatomy. Struggling with my dyslexia, I learned about every facet of a man's penis and surrounding area. Looking at drawings of penises made me hot but I knew it was nothing at all like being able to feel a real man's cock.

Jessie knew of my infatuation with cocks so she tied my hands together above my head and my feet to the bottom corners of her bed, face up. She told me to imagine that her clit was a cock then mounted my mouth and ...