I had been salivating for weeks now. Suddenly, there he is, right in front of me and there it is, staring me right in the face. I breathe deeply as I watch the pulse beating in his cock. Like the second hand on a watch, I observe the “tick tick tick” of his pulse bobbing his cock in front of my face. I gulp loudly, preventing a stream of saliva from escaping the corner of my mouth.
“Are you my cock whore today, Mina?” Master asks. I nod in agreement. I dare not speak, for I know my words will be slurred by my saliva. “OPEN!”
My mouth flies open and Master plunges two fingers into it, hitting the back of my throat. I sputter and cough and toss my head aside, expelling his fingers. I gasp for air as he grasps my chin forcing me to look into his eyes. Master feigns disappointment. “Tsk Tsk. How can you possibly take my cock into your whore mouth if you can’t even take my fingers?”
I stare blankly at Master.
“OPEN!” Again my mouth flies open. “Stick your tongue out as far as you can,” he continues to command. I stick my tongue out and feel his two fingers slide back into my mouth and to the back of my throat. I relax and breathe and take his fingers in. There is a slight tightening of my throat as I avoid the gag.
“Good girl,” Master smiles. “You are ready to be my cock whore now.”
I watch as his hand moves to his throbbing erection. Instantly, my mouth floods with saliva once more and a tiny stream runs down my tongue and a drop hits the floor beneath me. I watch hungrily as Master fists the base of his shaft and pushes his cock head past my waiting lips and into the wet hole of my mouth. He places one hand behind my head, holding me steady as he begins fucking my whore mouth. My ears ring with the sounds of Master’s voice moaning and groaning as his cock moves effortlessly in and out of my orifice. Confident with his movement and my stillness, he removes his hand from the base of his erection and places it behind my head alongside with his other. Master fucks my mouth swift and hard, my saliva washing over his cock and collecting into a small puddle on the floor below us. Profanities spill from his mouth and bounce off the walls. Though my body is still with open mouth, my mind races hungrily and my cunt floods in wetness. I long to take control and suck on Master’s cock, my way.
Master pulls away, releasing my head and grabbing hold of his erection once more. He smears his cock along my open mouth and lips, taunting me by pressing it against my nose and finally slapping my cheeks a few times.
“Would you like to suck this cock, whore?”
“Yes, Master!” I nearly scream the words.
“Then suck it, whore.” Master lets go of his cock. “Suck it and make your Master cum.”
It takes but a second for me to respond. Immediately, my right hand is wrapped around his base while my lips wrap around the head. My tongue plays with the foreskin, before my hand pulls back and exposes the swollen head beneath. My tongue circles around it several times, before I plunge him into my mouth, moaning as he slides deep inside me. With my mouth and hand working in unison, I suck Master’s cock. I pull him completely out of my mouth before plunging him back inside deep. His cock hits the back of my throat, making myself gag, thickening my saliva and lubricating my hand as it slides up and down his shaft, avoiding chaffing his sensitive skin.
Still stroking his cock with my hand, my mouth moves to his smooth balls and I lick and suck on them. One by one, I pull them into my mouth. Master holds his breath before gasping his pleasure. I can feel he is close. His balls tighten beneath my tongue. His hand grabs a fistful of my hair. Master gets a temporary case of tourettes, as all I can hear is, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Until finally I feel that first pulse contract his cock within my hand.
I jerk his cock one last time, before plunging my hand down the shaft and holding it strong against the base. My mouth pops open and my tongue sticks out ready to receive the first rain of his seed. Master groans deeply and the first jet hits my hairline. The second barely missing my eye, until finally small jets hit my mouth and begin falling down to my breasts. I smile and giggle, pleased with my own efforts. Master moans in his pleasure as his knees grow weak and his hands grip my shoulders to steady himself. I move in closer, my face nuzzling against his cock as it begins to turn limp and wrap my arms around his legs in an embrace. I do not need to look up to see that there is a smile on his face.
“My cock whore. My good little girl.”
© Secret Desire