Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Six - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Six

... like he was testing my resolve.

My lungs began to burn, and I tried pressing my head back to signal him I needed to breathe, but Jerry's strong hand held me firmly; his throbbing, twitching cock continued to block my airways.

I became seriously concerned about losing consciousness, and I'm not sure if he counted the seconds since I last filled my lungs, but mercifully, he finally withdrew. I gasped for air, coughing and spitting saliva from my mouth. My heart pounded as I tried to bring myself back to reality.

"Do you want it again?" he asked.

Between gasps, I replied, "Yes, Master,"

His hand drew me forward, and once again, he was embedded in my throat.

"That's a good little cocksucker," he remarked as I caressed his cock head with my throat muscles.

He didn't keep his cock stuffed down my throat as long this time; I knew that, like every other man on the planet, the sensation of having me pleasure his quivering cock with my tongue, lips, and soft wet mouth outweighed the feeling of being deep in my throat.

As he withdrew, he kept his cock head inside my mouth, and I instantly began sliding my tongue over every part of his rock-hard cock. My lips caressed his throbbing shaft, and he began moving my head with his hand back and forth, stopping just short of the entrance to my throat.

I love watching a man as I pleasure him orally, but with my sense of vision blocked by his blindfold, I was forced to concentrate on his rock-hard cock with my other ...

... senses. It seemed to throb more distinctly and tasted more masculine than I could recall.

Jerry withdrew his cock from my mouth and asked, "Do you want my hot cum slut?"

"Yes, Master," I instantly replied.

I opened wide, anticipating his reward, but Jerry placed his cock head on the tip of my tongue and began stroking the shaft. His foreskin was drawn up to cover his corona and glans as he stroked toward the tip and was pulled taut as he stroked down toward the base.

"I'm gonna jerk off in your mouth," he said.

"Yes, Master, fill my mouth with your beautiful thick creamy cum," I replied.

He stroked his cock in precisely the same way, not increasing the pace or pressing his cock head deeper inside my mouth.

I thought about urging him on, but knew I would be breaking his third rule about only speaking when given permission, so I waited patiently for his reward.

Unable to use my sense of sight to watch for the telltale signs on his face that he was about to climax, I listened intently for a warning. That warning came as a deep guttural groan, signaling his impending orgasm.

"YES!" He exclaimed as his balls pumped his sperm-filled cum along his urethra. What followed could only be described as inspiring; his cock exploded, firing hot wad after searing hot wad of creamy, thick cum into my mouth.

I kept my mouth wide open until I felt his cum began to drip off my tongue, and then I closed my lips around his cock head while he continued pumping his load ...