From Innocence to Carnality - Sex Stories

From Innocence to Carnality

... mouth."

Whap!... Whap!... Whap!... Whap! Searing pain. "Say it like you mean it, bitch!"

Tears come to my eyes as I take another drag from the joint. I am losing myself in a fog of drugs, pain and submission. I kiss his boot again with tears joining the slobber that is starting to drool from my mouth. Trying even harder to please him - to convince him that I NEED him to fuck my pussy mouth. I exhale, "Master, please fuck my pussy mouth," I say with all the passion I can muster. Tears roll off my cheeks.

"Better bitch," he rests the strap on my back. I take another drag on the joint which is difficult because I'm crying continuously now. I kiss the bottom of his leather pant leg, feeling the warmth of his skin just below my lips. Exhale. Between sobs, "Master, please fuck my pussy mouth." The repetition pushes me deeper into subservience and creates a growing desire in me for him to fuck my pussy mouth.

I kiss my way up his leg, taking drags from the joint and blubbering with sincerity, "Master, please fuck my pussy mouth," frantic for him to fuck my mouth. I come to the bulge in his leather pants - his cock! I don't even know if I am taking drags on the joint anymore. The world is just my mouth and his cock kept from the touch of my lips by a thin layer of leather.

"Use your tongue." I do as he says. Kiss/licking the leather along the length of his cock, drool and tears flowing with my desire to have him take my mouth - to claim my mouth as his fuck pussy. ...

... Within the intoxicating wet leather odor there is a light smell like that from my underwear after having a wet dream dry up on them. Who knows how many remnants of fuckings I am licking up. The thought makes me hot. At random times as I'm smearing my mouth all over the growing bulge in the leather, I weep, "Master, please fuck my mouth pussy."

I hear him unbutton the button above his zipper. I kiss the bulge again, wholeheartedly begging, "Master, please fuck my pussy mouth."

He pulls his zipper down and eases out his semi-rigid cock. It is circumcised, must be close to eight inches long when fully erect. It's dense, musty aroma intoxicates me.

I stare at it. Drooling over the prospect of sucking it into my mouth. But I freeze and blurt out, "I've never done this before." Realizing what I said, I ready myself for painful blows for speaking without permission. But, instead, Master asks incredulously, "You've never had a cock in your mouth before? Are you a virgin? An ass virgin, too?"

I shamefully nod my head yes. I'm afraid I won't please Master because I don't know what I'm doing.

He wraps one hand around my throat and with the other pushes my jaw up so that I am looking into his face and eyes. Through my shaking, sobs and tear-blurred eyes, I see that he lusts for my body more than ever. I see the predator in him, ready to pounce with extra zeal on his virgin prey.

He pushes my head back down, "Make love to my cock." His cock is now nearly fully erect. Through ...