.............story time.............
you call me, unexpectedly, and tell me to put on something slutty. no underwear. "where are we going?" click. nervous... i get up...
i dig through my clothes, of which i have too fucking much, but not too many like you want. i find a girly, dark colored flower print dress. it is made out of thin fabric. while pretty, it barely reaches the bottom of my ass. i find my favorite pair of fishnets. they are black, and the tops are tight black vinyl. black boots. pink lipstick. one pink barrette in my hair.
i sit and wait for what ever is next.
you show up, and instead of the usual, you just walk in, and tell me to stand up. you look at what i am wearing. you tell me to turn around and push me over to the table. you tell me to bend over... i do it too slowly and you press me down hard against the cold top of the table and slide your hands up the back of my legs. you are making sure i listened to you. you pull me up and tell me to kneel on the floor. i drop to my knees. i feel your hand on the back of my head as you start to rub my face against your hard cock through your clothes. slowly. i can hear you breathing... you take your cock out and without much warning slam it so far down my throat. i gag... deeper. more. more... you keep going. my back is against the door. cold. you are holding my hair so tight, just like you always do. just like i love you to.
you stop... look down at me. "ask me for it" you tell me. i need it. fucking need to make you cum. "please fuck my mouth... please please..." you can hear what a desperate little slut i am. what kind of girl begs for a cock in her mouth?
your hands hold my head so still against the door and you bury your cock so fucking deep in my mouth... my eyes on yours. i can feel you throbbing on my tongue..your cock is soaking wet as i choke again and again... i hear you tell me to say something else... you stop for a moment... and i listen to what you told me. that same desperate little slut need in my voice...
"i'll be such a good little slut, please.. i'll be such a good little slut... "
you grip my hair tighter and brutally fuck my mouth.. i'm resisting every urge to fuck myself as you use me like such a whore and pull out of my mouth to cover my face with cum.
i wipe it off with my hands... i'm so wet and need you to fuck me... desperately...
you knew that's what it would do to me.
you tell me to stand up. you get close. you tell me i am going to go somewhere with you and i have to show you what a good slut i am. your slut. you tell me you will give me everything i need but only if i let them do anything they want to me...
you call me, unexpectedly, and tell me to put on something slutty. no underwear. "where are we going?" click. nervous... i get up...
i dig through my clothes, of which i have too fucking much, but not too many like you want. i find a girly, dark colored flower print dress. it is made out of thin fabric. while pretty, it barely reaches the bottom of my ass. i find my favorite pair of fishnets. they are black, and the tops are tight black vinyl. black boots. pink lipstick. one pink barrette in my hair.
i sit and wait for what ever is next.
you show up, and instead of the usual, you just walk in, and tell me to stand up. you look at what i am wearing. you tell me to turn around and push me over to the table. you tell me to bend over... i do it too slowly and you press me down hard against the cold top of the table and slide your hands up the back of my legs. you are making sure i listened to you. you pull me up and tell me to kneel on the floor. i drop to my knees. i feel your hand on the back of my head as you start to rub my face against your hard cock through your clothes. slowly. i can hear you breathing... you take your cock out and without much warning slam it so far down my throat. i gag... deeper. more. more... you keep going. my back is against the door. cold. you are holding my hair so tight, just like you always do. just like i love you to.
you stop... look down at me. "ask me for it" you tell me. i need it. fucking need to make you cum. "please fuck my mouth... please please..." you can hear what a desperate little slut i am. what kind of girl begs for a cock in her mouth?
your hands hold my head so still against the door and you bury your cock so fucking deep in my mouth... my eyes on yours. i can feel you throbbing on my tongue..your cock is soaking wet as i choke again and again... i hear you tell me to say something else... you stop for a moment... and i listen to what you told me. that same desperate little slut need in my voice...
"i'll be such a good little slut, please.. i'll be such a good little slut... "
you grip my hair tighter and brutally fuck my mouth.. i'm resisting every urge to fuck myself as you use me like such a whore and pull out of my mouth to cover my face with cum.
i wipe it off with my hands... i'm so wet and need you to fuck me... desperately...
you knew that's what it would do to me.
you tell me to stand up. you get close. you tell me i am going to go somewhere with you and i have to show you what a good slut i am. your slut. you tell me you will give me everything i need but only if i let them do anything they want to me...
jb_pdxs:
Have you ever considered writing for Penthouse Letters?
visions:
no. i just started doing this less than 4 months ago.... do you like it?