A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 04

... make you this hard, my friend?" he asked arrogantly.

The anger of him bringing her into this was quickly overshadowed by the need to relieve the pressure in his throbbing cock. The fading voice of Wayne tried to point out the shame of my situation. I was on my aching knees, finger fucking my own ass, wearing ladies' stockings, a perv's cock in my mouth, jacking off, as hard as I've ever been. But the feel of his hot hard-on in my mouth and the lube on my raging boner was too much.

"I asked you a question, Steven." he said sternly, and I shook my head. My surrender seemed to bring him to full stiffness again. "Do you need to come, Captain Cocksucker?"

I nodded frantically, whimpering as I had already reached the point of no return.

"Can't wait to feel my cock in your ass can you, Steven?" he asked in a serious tone.

My fingers in my ass and the lube on my cock were just too much with his hot cock still hard for me. I shuddered, shaking my bobbing head as the first blast of jizz shot like a bullet hitting the side of his sofa. My hand furiously stroked my cock at lightning speed. If not for his hand on my head, I surely would have toppled over.

Nonetheless, the intensity of the orgasm made it impossible to continue my head bobs, and I simply held my mouth on his cock and mumbled, "I'm coming for your cock," as he had trained me.

I grunted and gasped, as jet after jet unloaded on his floor and sofa. As the orgasm passed, I began to bob again, wondering what ...

... was next. Would he make me clean up my cum, or go straight for my cherry?

"Once again, love the enthusiasm, CC, now clean up your mess, my friend." He pulled out, and his boner pointed at about ten o'clock. I found myself staring at it, in awe, as it glistened with my saliva.

When I went down on all fours, to lick up my spunk, he dropped to his knees, gripped my hip, and spun my ass toward him. I felt my body tense in anticipation of the pending intrusion. I wanted to jump up and run out, afraid of being split in two, while he positioned himself between my legs.

I told myself to relax and it would be better, as his hand began to gently caress my lubed cheeks. "Smooth as a baby's bottom, CC, did you shave your man cunt for me?"

I didn't respond to his taunting, but the answer was a firm no! Even as his moist boner pressed between my cheeks like a hotdog in a bun, I clung to some tiny spec of dignity with the satisfaction of not responding to another degrading question.

His hips rolled and he moaned softly, as his hot hardness slid up and down my ass crack. I licked the dipping line of cum off the side of his sofa and caught myself pressing my ass against his heat. The velour fabric made it difficult to tell if I got it all, and the plush material seemed to suck up all my saliva.

When I moved to the floor, I felt my ass raise, pressing me harder against him. He responded in kind, gripping my left hip to steady us, as he pulled his hard-on back and aligned the ...