‘Babe, you know we don’t do that… we just fuck…’ she messaged through in response to my request to hang out tonight. ‘And you know what time of the month it is…’

‘I wasn’t just trying to be polite… you are fun and it’d be cool to like hang out or something… with you knowing I’m not just there for your mouth/hands/ tits/ ass and/or pussy’ I messaged her back.

‘You don’t need to be… honestly you don’t need to hang out with me just to be nice, I’ll suck your dick anyway!’

I smirked before she began bombarding me with a myriad of messages.

‘Is that what you were after?’

‘Because if so, I’d be keen’

‘Actually that’s hot’

‘Mmmm I’ll be home around 8pm’

‘Come over, I’ll suck your cock’

‘My flatmate will be home about 8.30, so just a blowjob and leave okay?’

‘I want to suck your cock…’

‘See you at 8pm…’

I smiled, loving life.

I txted her as I arrived and she buzzed me in the front door to the apartment block.

‘Oh, I might have lied…’ she messaged as I rode the elevator.

‘What? What about?’ I asked, confused.

‘You will see when you get here…. Lock the door behind you…’

Perplexed, I made my way down the hall and into her apartment, locking the door behind as I moved towards her room, the door slightly ajar. As I moved into the room, a grin spread across my face.

Her brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail, her face immaculate with big hazel eyes wide with excitement, framed by well trimmed eyebrows, long lashes and high cheekbones. Her nose flared in anticipation with each breath, her lips a shade of crimson in desire, a note hand written on a piece of paper tucked between white teeth.

She knelt on the floor in front of mirror, facing towards me so I could admire both her front and rear. She was topless, her perky b cup breasts tanned brown, with brown nipples both stiff and piercings shining in the dim light of her bedside lamp. She wore black Brazilian cut lace panties that enhanced her shapely ass and I noted in the mirror she had cuffed her hands behind her back.

My manhood already stirring, I reached out with my right hand and retrieved the note, bringing it closer so I could read it in the dim light. She immediately leant to my left hand, kissing my palm before taking my thumb between her lips and running the flat of her tongue along the sensitive inside of the digit.

I read the note aloud, a way of distracting and controlling the situation from the overwhelming sensation of her felating my thumb.

“I don’t want to give you a blowjob, or suck your dick…” it read, my eyes tracing each word as I spoke it carefully, observing the ‘PTO’ on the bottom right corner silently. As I flipped the page, she brought her face to the groin of my jeans, nuzzling my excitement playfully with her cheeks.

“I want you to fuck my mouth…”

I took a moment as she continued looking up at me, a gleam in her eyes. I felt her mood and energy, having encountered it a couple of times before.

While most of the time our encounters were playful and mutually engaging, there had been a few times we had played off power dynamics. It was obvious that when she was in this mood, she could be, and indeed got off on, being very, very submissive.

And it was clear from the look in her eye, she was very much in that mood.

“Mmm you naughty little minx..” I moaned. “Say ‘please’ and I just might do that…”

“Please, sir!” She begged, desperation and hunger in her voice. My cock twitched with authority at  hearing her call me sir. “Please fuck my mouth!”

I reached down and unzipped my fly, reaching in and guiding my cock from the confines of my underwear and over the waistband and out the zipper.

She didn’t hesitate, getting straight to work taking me into her warm, wet mouth and slipping up and down with enthusiasm.

“Good girl” I cooed, admiring her for a few moments before slowly removing my shirt as she moved her mouth up and down me. I could sense, and indeed revelled in, her frustration at the limited access as she switched to more of a tongue swirling action while my meat continued to grown as well as it could given the restrictions of my clothing.

I reached down and unbuckled my belt, opening my fly button and releasing some of the pressure. I felt myself swell even further and she moaned slightly onto my cock, reviving her back and forth motion.

Tugging my pants and boxers to my knees allowed full freedom, my balls swinging as the fabric fell away and I felt my cock swell to full capacity in her mouth. Each stroke she took me deeper and deeper as we adjusted slightly while I pulled my clothes and socks off, standing rock hard in front of her.

I guided her mouth to my balls, groaning deeply in appreciation as she worshiped them.

pro tip- ball licking is one of the most underrated and under appreciated acts, definitely throw that one in the bag of tricks and it will always go down well

“Fuck yes” I moaned, feeling her lips form a smile against the sensitive skin. “I can feel them swelling up with lots of cum for you…”

“Mmm I can’t wait to feel you unload down my throat…” she whispered seductively, using the flat of her tongue to glide up the underside of my shaft before swirling it around the tip. She massaged some precum from the slit at the end and swallowed deeply before resuming her sucking pattern.

My 8 inch cock stood rock hard, uncut and throbbing as each stroke she took me deeper and deeper into her mouth. I was completely shaven clean, allowing great visual clarity as she left trails of spittle down my length, her lips making strokes about three quarters of my length before finding the resistance of her throat.

She gently tried to take it, holding deeply and wiggling her mouth back and forth as throaty gargles filled my ears. I could sense her frustration, her fingers wiggling behind her back as she regretted handcuffing herself and the lack of control she could use in that moment.

“Mmm come on, baby, you know you can take it all…” I cooed in encouragement. She slid back off me, gasping, the devil in her eyes.

“Make me…” she whispered.

My cock twitched in front of her face. It was undeniable how bad we both wanted it. I reached out and gripped her hair at the ponytail, holding her head firmly.

“Say please..” I growled. Her grin only grew.

“Please sir…” she begged. “Please fuck my mouth and make me deep throat your huge cock…”

I gripped the base of my shaft with my spare hand, guiding it between her awaiting lips, applying gentle pressure before tugging her back. I oscillated her mouth up and down a few times before pressing firmly on the back of her head, my expectations clear.

I felt the resistance in her mouth build, holding out for a few seconds before finally relenting. I moaned in deep, primal pleasure as my meat was fully enveloped by her mouth and throat.

I held her for a second at full depth, before allowing her off to gasp before pushing back inside her again. This time the resistance of her throat was a little easier to overcome, and every time I repeated the motion it came with less and less resistance until it felt completely comfortable to slide back and forth.

“Look at me while you suck my cock!” I instructed, watching as she slid back down slowly, to full depth. I could see the struggle in her eyes, her mascara starting to run as they watered while I held her at full depth for several seconds. “Mmm, good girl!”

Finally releasing her, she gasped intensely as the grin spread from ear to ear, a thick web of spit hanging like a rope from the tip of my pulsating cock to her flushed pink lips.

“Is that all you got?” She cheekily challenged from behind a smug smile.

She squealed playfully as I picked her up and spun her around, placing her on the bed upside down, so she was looking up at the ceiling. The confusion on her face soon wiped clear as I slid her down the bed so her head was dangling off the side as she lay on her back, hands still bound behind her.

The angle felt superb as I positioned and slipped into her throat, her face a sexy mess of spittle and watery eyes. I watched as the tip of my cockhead rubbed along her throat, slowly sliding in and out of her with complete control in the power position.

After setting the position, I gave her a rest for a few moments, but she just couldn’t help herself.

“Fuck that feels so good sir!” She gasped, craning her neck up to slurp and suck the underside of my balls. “Own my throat sir. Fuck my mouth like the little throat slut you have made me!”

This time I didn’t hold back, ploughing her deep. The harder I fucked her, the more she seemed to get into it, the feeling of her groans reverberating through my cock only enhancing things. I reached down and gently gripped her throat as I fucked it, her eyes wide with excitement as I left her gasping once more.

I reached down and tweaked her nipple bars as she groaned, my balls rubbing in her nose with the end of each stroke. I’d worked myself up to quite a state, yet she begged me not to stop as I pulled away.

“I need you on your knees” I explained, uncuffing her, and recuffing her hands in front of her. “And I need your hands free to rub my balls”

Her eyes lit up, knowing how sensitive my balls were and how close I must be. They moved straight under my shaft, gripping at my aching globes gently and massaging her fingertips against my sensitive flesh. Her mouth slid forward, enveloping my cock deep into her hunger.

She took over the pacing, her mouth matching the pacing with her hands and it quickly built to a pace I could barely contain myself.

“Oh fuck yes, you good, dirty girl!” I moaned. “You are going to make me cum!”

This only made her movements more intense, her fingers gripping at my balls and gently squeezing them, as if to try tease the contents from within. Her mouth throating me deeply, I grabbed the back of her head and held her down, as much to steady myself as it was for pleasure.

My balls clenched and I couldn’t hold on any longer, crying out as the first spurts of cum pumped along the underside of my shaft. I felt the rush of adrenaline and pleasure, causing me to sway before it blasted deep down her throat.

Well aware she may drown if I didn’t, I released her head but this only seemed to encourage her deeper as rope after rope of cum blasted from my cock. She released the seal of her lips as her mouth flooded, spraying thick white cum back onto my stump with each or the final ropes of climax.

As I finally finished up, she held me deep and then released, gasping but trying to seal her lips as she slid off me to retain as much liquid in her mouth as possible. As my cock slid free, she released it, presenting me an open mouth slick with my seed, before swallowing it all.

My body was barely holding on, stumbling to the bed and laying down for a moment, the room spinning. I’d just cum so hard my teeth ached.

She cared not, her mouth finding me once again slurping up and down the sides, her tongue collecting every last drop of semen and swallowing it, even cleaning each drop that ran down onto my balls and taint.

“Thank you so much!” She said, genuinely. “That was so hot!”

I shuddered as I slowly recovered, seeing her glance up at the clock.

“Shit, we don’t have much time!”

We both rushed, getting dressed as she rushed me towards the door. I made it downstairs and out into the street, glancing over my shoulder to see if made it out on time as he flat mate pulled up but didn’t notice me. My phone buzzed in my pocket.

‘Thank you so much, that was seriously fucking hot! And I mean this, anytime you want to repeat, feel free to fuck my mouth like that….’