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(Give me a safe email address. I need to show you.)
—(Fuck. numberslie, at the usual domain)
—I move up and down your shaft. I hold myself up with my hands…
—And crush down on you
Check your email.
—Looking. Oh, god. Fuck.
—Jeezus. Flood of memory…
Glad you approve.
—you’re lovely
Appreciative. Inspired.
—Ashamed, excited, overwrought, distracted…I might need to slide off you and lick you a while…But first…
First?
—First…
—I bring my legs up onto the bench – they’re resting on your hips – the weight of me presses you into the bench, the pressure of your hip bones bruises me. I change angles a little, feel that? But this is about me, not you. My hands on your shoulders. My pussy slapping down on you.
Use my cock.
—You’re at my disposal.
—I arch.
Milk your pleasure from me.
—No, I will milk you later
—Now I just need…
—…a little more friction
—…a little more pressure…
—…and here I cum.
— (why is it so much dirtier as cum instead of come? what a difference a vowel makes)
—…and oh, you’re about to as well, so I slide off even as I writhe…
Cum on my cock.
—and I touch my lips to your head
—My tongue finds the hole
—Droplets
—I lick
—I caress you with one hand and myself with the other
Your skills impress. Just the sight of your hands working both of us is enough to make my balls tighten, my cock swells even harder…
You can taste the salty precum.
—I lap it up
Such a submissive sentence.
—Your effect on me: you turn me from mistress to slave with one taste. I forget that I meant to ride you and pleasure myself selfishly. I worship at your cock.
I want to hear you say you’re my fuckslave.
—I can’t. My mouth is full of your cock.
The words muffled by my cock. Say it.
—I’m your fuckslave, I whisper, as I take more and more of you down my throat.
Yesss
My hands gripping your hair as you choke on my cock.
Your spit dripping.
—Your hands in my hair, gripping, pulling
—it hurts
— (I look at your picture again)
Take it deep.
Forcing you down.
Thrust out your tongue.
I pull you up for air.
—I’m gasping breathless smeared
Slap your lips with my cock. They swell.
Then it’s right back to work.
Get on your hands and knees. On the bench.
Mouth at the perfect height.
—I crawl up…
Keep your hands where they are. I want to use your mouth like a pussy. My cock is crammed into your throat.
—I gag.
I reach over you and slap your ass, just to feel you moan against my shaft. Take it. SLAP.
—(moan)
Do you want this?
—So much.
Good.
Tell me you’re my fuckslave again. I like to see you type it.
—I whisper, I’m your fuckslave, my head bent down.
—Fuck.
—I can’t believe you can still…again…do this to me.
—No one else does.
—A part of me hates it.
—I. Hate. It.
That’s so fucking hot.
Angry hate fucking.
—It’s barely consensual what you do to me.
—But so wet…
So hard.
Knowing how forced you are.
—Take me.
—Push me onto the floor.
No. I will use your mouth even longer because I know you’d rather be fucked in your pussy.
—oh dear fucking god I am so wet
Rub your clit. I want to feel it in your throat when you cum
—My hands on my pussy, thumbs on clit, fingers stretching me, probing, rubbing
—so weak
I enjoy seeing you debase yourself for me.
My cock twitching.
—for you
For me. All for me.
—for you
—selfish bastard
Cum for me.
—Palm of hand on my clit, pressing
Your selfish master.
—I arch up on the floor as I cum
—Your cock slides deeper into my throat
—I couldn’t spit out your cum if I wanted to
—It sloshes into me
Drink it.
All of it.
—I have no choice all inside me
—a little dribble at the corner of my mouth
