Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... going to let her: that sent him over the edge. Mr. Lester had make it clear she shouldn't be allowed to cum from sucking him. If she was going to cum in his shop Lester wanted it to be from the pain of having her tongue pierced and Jim would handle permission for all of that.

But from a professional prospective he wouldn't have wanted to let her cum anyway. Right now she had all those oxytocin and adrenaline hormones raging. Until she came, those juices would keep her immune from all kinds of pain and anxiety. Much better to be pre-orgasmically aroused when he pressed the cannula through the tough tongue muscle, than post-coital, relaxed and oversensitive. Fuck, what she really needed was a good beating to bring on the endorphins.

Rick gripped Claire's hair tightly and concentrated on keeping his cock from ramming down her throat. He wanted his come sploogged all over her tongue and not just down the chute. He wanted it all right where she could taste and smell it and he could see it before letting her swallow.

"Awwww, take it slut but don't swallow!"

"Ahhhh Ahhh Ahhhh shiiiiiit!" Rick's hips jerked. The pressure deep in his groin crested and he could no longer stop the cum. Prostate contractions ejected gobs of rich creamy semen, pumped it out the tip of Rick's dick onto Claire's waiting tongue. Claire's hips gyrated as juice ran down her thighs. She was so aroused! It was nearly impossible to keep from losing it but her training held. Rick's grip on her head ...

... was like a vise and kept Claire's tongue steady as just the tip of his pulsating cock twitched against on the middle of her tongue, releasing jet upon jet of pearlescent cum into her mouth. Finally, his contractions eased. The intense waves of pleasure emanating from that deep core passed, and now, groaning, Rick ever so gently pushed his still swollen, ultra-sensitive dick deep down her throat. He felt the velvet softness of her passage envelope him, grasp and hold his meat in its warm embrace. He let out a shuddering breath and, hunched forward slightly, bowed, let her soft mouth cradle him while he recovered.

Claire waited, her mouth filled with semen and saliva which she would not swallow until he gave her permission. She was resigned to not cumming, suspected he'd denied her intentionally, knowing her predicament. Her nipples though, were hard and painful. Her pussy felt empty; ached for violation. She felt his dick shrinking; concentrated on letting it shrivel without triggering any reflexive compressions of her throat that might jangle his super-sensitivity.

Finally, Rick reached down, grasped his root and pulled his dick from between her lips. "Let's see." Claire obliged, opening her jaw, letting the milky fluids mingled in her mouth pool behind the teeth and lips of her jutted lower jaw.

"Swish it around, slut." Claire complied, the semen distributing over all her taste buds, salt and sweet, lightly chlorine. "Good girl. Now you can swallow." Claire let the ...