What I Would Do - Sex Stories

What I Would Do

... you try to obey, as your juices coat my beard and face. I spend a few minutes lapping your juice from your lips and from out of your cunt. Then I bite on your inner thigh, sucking gently, leaving another hickey there to mark you as mine. Then I stand up, and kiss you deeply. “For being such a good girl, I’ll let you decide where I cum,” I tell you as I break the kiss. Glowing, you say “Sir, would you please cum down my whore throat?” Nodding, I kiss you lightly on the forehead, my personal reward for being as good as could be expected. I kiss down your body, slowly, making you antsy with anticipation, as I slowly slide down untying one leg, kissing back up and then down the other leg to untie it. As I stand and help you off the chair, I kiss you deeply again. I drop the shirts on the ground and you kneel on them, taking my cock in your hand. You go to put in your mouth, but I grab your hair, pulling you back from it, giving you a glare, letting you know I stopped you from making a mistake. “I’m sorry sir, I almost forgot. Can I please suck your cock sir?” I nod, and keep eye contact as you say “thank you,” open your mouth and slide my cock in. You slowly start stroking the base as your tongue circles around the head and you bob ...

... your head up and down. My hand still gripping your hair, I force your head down farther and farther, until you take my entire cock in your mouth. I let go of your hair, and let you go up and down the entire shaft on your own. “That’s my good sweet girl,” I moan, your skills with your mouth having always been impressive. But I stop your motions, and holding your head, I begin to fuck your mouth, my hips thrusting in and out as you keep suction around my cock. With one final thrust, I explode in the back of your throat. You try to keep it all in but a little bit leaks around my cock and out of the corners of your mouth. I slide my cock from your mouth and you swallow, and then take your finger, cleaning the rest off of your face, and then licking it clean. We sort of collapse on the floor, I hold you, your head on my chest as I gently stroke your hair, “You did very well, I’m proud of you,” I say as we lay there, “I’ll put a gold star on your reward chart later, you are almost up to getting to wear the vibrating panties in public.” You become giddy, and then look up into my eyes and say “Can I get you something to drink, sir?” Which snaps me out of my daydream and back to the bar where I’m sitting quietly in the corner watching you.