Privileges Revoked - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Privileges Revoked - Chapter 1

... Panicking, he started licking as much of her cock as he could, trying to wet the beast before it could ram down his throat.

"Oh good, I like an eager bitch. Here goes."

With that, she pulled his head in. Tom had just enough time to clench his thumb in his fist - a trick he'd learned to turn off his gag reflex. Or lessen it anyway. Even so, he choked as it reached his throat. He took a deep breath in and tried to relax as she pushed into his gullet.

There was a sigh of pleasure from above him. "Oh, that's nice and tight. And look at this, you can see my cock stretching your throat."

He felt her hand on his neck stroke up and down. It tickled, making him squirm. She pulled his head back and he gasped as his throat was freed, but the cock didn't leave his mouth.

"I think we'll go all the way this time. Gag if you agree."

He tried to protest, to get a little more time for air, but she pulled him in again, and the only sound he could make was choking on her rod.

"My, so eager. You must really want that money. Fine, I won't keep it from you. Take it." She pulled him in further.

This time she did not stop halfway down his throat. She kept pushing until his nose pressed against her trimmed pubic hair.

"Mmm, that's good. But I hope you don't expect me to do all the work. Let's get going."

She pulled him back a little, then pushed him down, slowly fucking his face. After a few back and forth, she stopped pushing and watched him do it on his own. Tom ...

... could hold his breath for a while, but it was getting towards his limit. His vision started to fade and he thrashed, and she let him pull out enough to breathe. After a few breaths, she pushed him back down.

This time, she wrapped her legs around him. One went over his shoulder and pressed against his back, pulling his body in, while the other folded across, resting her foot on her other knee, effectively locking him in place. He had just enough room to pull back enough to breathe, but no sooner had he reached it that she was pushing him back down again.

He kept going. In and out, stretching his throat on this beast. Every so often, she would loosen her legs enough for him to take a larger breath, but never for long. As he settled into a rhythm, Tom was able to sense things other than the cock stretching his gullet. Her hands had left his head, and he heard typing on the keyboard above him. She must be looking at porn, hopefully to speed things up. She wasn't moaning or sighing anymore, though. The only indication she even realized she was being sucked off was her legs controlling his breathing.

This went on for what seemed like hours. The typing didn't stop, and he didn't hear any sex noises coming from the computer, so he had no idea what she was doing.

There was suddenly a knock at the door, and the sound of it opening. Tom was in the middle of a downstroke and scrambled to pull off, but Lena's legs didn't let him. When he realized she had no intentions of freeing ...