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I quickly sat at my computer and logged on to the teen sex slave chat line to meet my online Master. He was already there waiting for me. The first thing he asked was if I was naked. I answered yes with a smile. He then ordered me to turn on my webcam, meet him in a private room, and turn on my microphone. He was sitting with his shirt off to show off his hairy chest and pale complexion.
“Are you sitting down little girl?” He asked firmly.
I nodded.
“When you meet me online, I want you on your knees before me like a good slave girl. Ok?”
I quickly dropped down to my knees and looked up at the camera.
“I don’t have a lot of time tonight, so we will make it quick. Did you finish completing your BDSM checklist?”
“No, Sir, I haven’t finished it yet.”
“For that, I want you to get your belt and return to me.”
“Yes, Sir.” I crawled to my closet and returned with my belt. I lifted it to show him I had gotten it.
“Good girl. Now adjust your camera so I can see your sexy ass.”
I adjusted the camera.
“Now, I want 20 on each ass cheek. If it’s not hard enough, you will start over from one again. Count them out and thank me for each one.”
Without saying a word I turned to my side and swung the belt hard down on my backside. I could see the look of amazement on Masters face as I continued to strike myself over and over for him. I made sure I counted each one out loud and thank him for my correction.
“One. Thank you Sir… Two, thank you Sir.” And so on until I reached 20. He could easily see my discomfort by the time I had finished with both cheeks. My butt was bright red at the end of it all.
“Good, girl! You really are a total submissive whore, aren’t you?” he sounded pleased which was my ultimate goal.
“Yes, Sir, I am.”
“You like it when I call you bitch, whore, cunt, slut, and tramp while you give me the respect of calling me Sir?”
“Yes, Sir, I do like that.”
“That means you are a humilislut. You crave humiliation and degradation.”
He had to explain the concept of humiliation and degradation to me. He explained that I get off by being humiliated and treated like less than a human being. He then went into a little more detail about it. It was at that time that I realized my biggest and most powerful fetish that I still carry with me today. I loved the idea of lowering myself and my standards and being seen as a lower human being.
“Did you get your toys in?” he asked
“Yes Sir, they all came in today.”
“I don’t have time to see you use them all today, but let me see what you got so that tomorrow we can use them.”
I crawled to my closet and stayed on my knees as I carried the boxes back to the computer. I then started showing him every toy one by one.
“Very nice, little girl. How do you sleep at night?”
“I sleep naked and on the floor.”
“Very good. That’s how a slave should sleep. Low to the ground.” Holy crap, that’s exactly what the voice in my head had told me from the beginning.
“Tonight, sleep with your dog collar on. Tie your leash to the foot of your bed. Wear your leather cuffs on both your ankles and your wrists and link the wrists together. I have to go. I have a date tonight… Does it make you a little jealous that I will be fucking another girl tonight, slut?”
It didn’t really. I never felt like this was any real commitment.
“No Sir.”
“Good, cuz as a sex slave, you better get used to being chastised and allowed to watch your Master fuck and please other women while you kneel and watch… A whore like you doesn’t deserve the pleasure that your Master will be giving her. Does that idea turn you on at all?”
I sure as hell did. That would probably drive me crazy, but I would have to have some self control.
“Yeah, totally.” I responded honestly.
“Good. Now, you will not cum tonight, but before you go to sleep, I want you to play with yourself until you almost cum. Use the dildo to rub your virgin clit until you almost cum and then you will stop and go to sleep. Make sure the dildo stays right by you all night. Tomorrow, you will wake up and do it again. You will do it every 4 hours until we meet at this time again tomorrow. Is that understood, cunt?”
The thought of controlling my orgasms was the most intense thing I could imagine. It was the idea of wanting sex all the time with no satisfaction in sight that drove me insane with ideas. Thinking like that made me feel like I could do anything. Giving up my own orgasms would be hard but would put me in another world.
“Yes Sir, I understand.” I responded gaily.
“Good. I gotta go now. If you lie tomorrow, you will be punished. Bye now.”
Before I could say bye, he turned off his cam. I felt abandoned. I felt low. I felt like I was discarded and not important to him. But for some reason, that made me feel very bothered and horny at the same time. Did I actually like that worthless feeling? Being second to another woman was an actual turn on?
That’s the way to be whore. That’s part of being a true and real slut. You are used and re-used. You are then discarded like a piece of trash to be used again later. And you like that idea don’t you?
The truth was that I was turned on by the idea of being used and abused for pleasure while receiving nothing in return.
I wanted to play with my toys. I wanted to use the dildos on me until I came like a real whore. I wanted to do a lot of things with my new stuff. But if I was gonna be a good slut, then I was gonna have to control myself. I put the collar and leash on and pulled out the dildo. I had seen a picture on the internet where a dildo was tied to the wall and a slave girl was on her knees with her hands behind her back sucking it. I thought it would make perfect practice.
Just then, my phone rang. It was Alan. I had forgotten about him calling me in my submissive state of mind. I couldn’t believe I was actually naked in front of him and now he’s calling.
“Hello?” I answered softly.
“Hi, Laura?” It was Alan on the other line.
“Alan?”
“Yeah, it’s me. What’s up?”
“Nothing, just sitting here in my room surfing the net.” I didn’t want to tell him I was horny and getting ready to masturbate.
“Cool. Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
“Did I bore you or make you feel weird at all today?”
“Not at all why?”
“It’s just that… I’ve never made out like that before and I guess I was just wondering how it was for you.” His voice was timid.
“Honestly? You were my first kiss. I loved it.” It was easier to talk to him on the phone than in person.
“Cool. So hey… What are you wearing?”
I laughed quietly into the phone. “What do you picture me in?”
“I can’t get the picture of you naked out of my head.” That comment made me feel so totally happy.
“Well, you guessed right.” I felt my face turn red even though he wasn’t actually there to see me like this.
“You’re naked right now?”
“Yup.” I said shyly.
“I wish I could get the hell out of here so I could go see you.” I loved his voice.
“Really? I don’t think I’m that hot” I was praying for a compliment.
“Are you kiddin’ me?” He said. “You’re, like, perfect.” That was exactly what I was looking for.
I smiled and stayed silent.
“Are we gonna’ hang again tomorrow?”
“Sure, but I gotta go to the mall. My mom and dad are coming home and I need to buy some decent clothes to wear while they’re here.” I said sort of disappointed.
“Mind if I go with you?”
“I would go anywhere with you.” Was that flirting?
“Cool, what time will you be walking tomorrow?”
“Probably early, like around 8 I think.”
“I’ll be looking for you.” He said happily.
“Me too.”
“Well, I cant stay on the phone too long. I hope you sleep good.”
“I will, and you too.”
“I’ll be dreaming about you all night, girl.” It made me blush. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
We hung up and I took in a deep sigh. I think I had a boyfriend, an actual boyfriend. I felt warm all over. I felt wanted and appreciated. I felt pretty and complete as a young woman. I was extremely happy.
Enough of that shit. Time to get busy. You have orders, so you better get busy, cunt.
I snapped out of my daydream and returned back to my toys. I put on the leather cuffs on my ankles and my wrists. I grabbed my dildo and turned off my lights. I crawled to the foot of my bed and tied the leash to my collar to the foot board. I lied down on my back and spread my legs open.
Remember, you can only rub your clit with it. You can’t fuck yourself with it and you better not cum you pathetic cunt. Picture your boyfriend here watching you through your window being a horny slut. Picture his reaction when he realizes that you are dirty sex starved whore.
The thought alone got my juices flowing. I pictured him standing at my window watching me as I rubbed that huge dildo up and down my soaking clit. It felt like heaven was running in my veins. I didn’t know if this dildo was actually supposed to feel like the real thing, but the thought of it being a real penis turned me on something severe.
Remember, whore, you are not worthy of cumming. You better not finish yourself, slut.
I noticed myself rubbing harder and harder, the sounds were getting louder. My moans were getting more consistent. It was only a couple of minutes before I started feeling the intense tickle of orgasm shoot through me. I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to finish myself. I kept rubbing as my body started to tremble and I started holding my breath.
STOP, cunt, STOP!!!
I pulled the dildo away from myself and let it fall hard to the floor beside me. I had tears in my eyes and it took me about a minute or two to catch my breath and recover from the constant pulsing my pussy was putting out. I had a lump in my throat from my denial. It took almost everything I had to stop myself from reaching down and finishing my orgasm. I simply curled up in the fetal position and cried myself to sleep.
I woke up shortly after, the tingle in my stomach was still there. I wanted sex and I wanted it now. I didn’t care what it took for me to get it.
Would you climb out your window and run around the block naked for it?
The truth was that I was so desperate to cum, I felt like I could do anything to get it.
The house was silent so I knew my brothers were asleep in bed.
Come on now. Climb out and show the world how desperate you are for their sex.
I had forgotten I was tied to the bed with my leash and it pulled me back when I tried to get up to climb out my window.
Ohhh, the poor little cunt can’t leave her bed.
I wanted to untie my leash and run around outside until someone saw me naked and horny. But the voice inside my head kept telling me to stay where I was. It was a direct order from a man and I better obey if I was going to be a real sex slave. I didn’t get much sleep that night.
I found out that night how hard it was to go to sleep without being sexually satisfied. Every time I closed my eyes I would think about sex. I thought about the pictures I had seen online. I thought about being in those girls situations. I thought about how it would feel if I was naked in front of the entire city. It was then that I had my very first sexual fantasy.
My first sexual fantasy is something I will never forget as long as I live. I pictured myself naked in front of my Master. He was an older man, but was muscular and tanned with a short haircut and a smile that would make me melt in seconds. He was the kind of man that had the body of LL Cool J but the face of The Rock. To me, that was the perfect man.
Anyway, I was kneeling down facing him with my hands behind my back. He walked over to me and stood right in front of me so that his crotch was in my face.
“Please me.” It was all he had to say to get me going. The sound of his voice alone sent shivers throughout my body.
I unzipped his pants and his penis stuck out right away. It looked like the big dildo I had just used on myself. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around it. Then, just like in the videos I had seen online, I started pumping my head up and down his shaft. He was moaning and groaning and every time I looked up at him all I could see was pleasure in his downcast eyes. I felt good being looked down upon like that. Then he came in my mouth and his cum tasted like a thick creamy milk (I didn’t really know what cum tasted like back then, boy was I wrong.).
As soon as he finished his final, long moan, he grabbed me by my hair and lifted me off the ground with one hand. He smiled at me and tossed me on the bed like I was a rag doll. He then slowly climbed on top of me and held my face tight against his hard chest. Then I felt it. I felt his penis enter me. It was like I was riding down a rainbow. It felt like an instant orgasm that lasted for hours. He never let me go from his grasp as he continually pounded my waiting and wanting hole. Just as I climax, I could feel his cum fill up my insides deep into my belly. I felt complete and satisfied.
These thoughts put me in a deep sleep until I finally woke up early the next morning. The sun wasn’t out yet, but I could tell it would be out soon. The clock on my night stand said 5am. I had slept a whole 6 hours.
The tickle inside my pussy was still running full force. It was the first time I had woken up so horny. I then had a brilliant idea.
First things, first cunt. Did you forget your orders already? Rub that dirty, stinky cunt again until you are ready to cum. You made a promise and you will keep it like a good whore.
I took a deep breath and lied back down on my back on the floor. Like the night before, I spread my legs and used the dildo once again to rub myself. This time it only took a couple of minutes to get me right to the edge of climax. I kept remembering my fantasy which made it much easier to get there.
STOP!!!
Once again it took a lot of energy and will power to stop myself from finishing what I started. I wanted to cry again.
If you are going to be a good slut, you need to get used to being selfless. You will have to learn to fuck guys until THEY cum. The men come first, you come dead last. It’s your purpose in life, it’s your desire in life. It’s your destiny. Let’s do this right. I know you want to. I know you crave it. But think about how awesome it’s going to feel when you are finally allowed to cum. It’s going to be better than anything you would ever imagine.
The voice convinced me to stop with the hopes that something ten times better would come my way. It was hard. I didn’t think I would be able to handle doing this. Thoughts of sex were littering my mind and no matter how hard I tried to think about something else, sex always came into the picture.
Get up. Untie yourself and tape that dildo to your bedpost at mouth level. From now on, you will get to use a real dildo to practice your blowjobs.
“But that was my idea.” I said to myself.
Of course it was you horny tramp. I’m not the one who comes up with this shit, you are. Remember, you created me little girl.
I grabbed the black bondage tape I had bought from the box. I knelt down at my bedpost and rested my butt down on my heels. I was about to start taping the dildo when the voice made me realize something.
It would have to a pretty short fucker for his dick to be that low. Stay on your knees but kneel up and tape the dildo at that level.
It made sense. So I quickly knelt up so my body was flush against the bedpost. I used the tape to attach the dildo securely to the post. I shook it to make sure that it wouldn’t fall off.
OK. Every single morning, you will practice your dick sucking like this for a whole ten minutes. After you are done with your ten minutes, you will go online and read about how to give a good blowjob. For now, you will simply pump your head up and down that shaft. Make sure that it hits the back of your throat every single time. You are going to have to get used to using that tight throat of yours to please men like a real slut slave.
I knelt there for a few seconds until I saw my clock turn 5:11. As soon as it changed, I opened my mouth and closed my eyes and took the dildo into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and I could taste my dry pussy juice all over it. I then held my cuffed hands behind my back and started sucking on it while I pumped my head back and forth on the dildo. I didn’t think ten minutes was that long, but I was proven wrong. After just one minute of pumping my mouth with that dildo, I started gagging on it.
Don’t you dare stop, you dirty cunt. Don’t you ever stop sucking a dick until he tells you to stop or hecums down your throat.
I kept gagging and dry heaving. Bugers started running down my nose.
I don’t care how stupid and sloppy you look. I don’t care if you taste your own bugers. You will keep on sucking until your ten minutes is up!!!
My eyes welled with tears as I continued to pump my head on the long, hard, fake shaft. The gagging turned into choking. That’s when I felt the pain in my back. My back was getting tired of kneeling in that position on top of being used for pumping my head back and forth. Then I started feeling pain in my hamstrings and my knees. I continued as long as I possibly could. My threshold had finally gotten to me. I needed to rest my back and my knees. I had only sucked it for 5 minutes.
What a damn disappointment you are. What kind of slut gives up after just five minutes of pleasing her Master? Take that riding crop from the box.
I crawled over to the box and pulled out the riding crop.
Sit on your lazy fuckin’ ass and spread your legs. For your failure, you will spank that dirty cunt of yours twenty times. Better make it hurt with every strike or you will have to do it again.
I sat against my bedpost, just below the dildo and spread my legs. I then rubbed the leather pad on my sticky sex. I pulled it back and held my breath as I swung it down with a loud WHACK! The pain was shocking, but didn’t hurt too much. It made me want to close my legs.
I continued to strike my pussy harder with every strike. It really started hurting after about the seventh hit. I liked the splat sound it made every time I hit myself. I loved the sting of the crop and how quickly the pain would leave. Finally, I gave myself one final, hard, relentless strike. PLATTT!!!
I gasped for air and curled over from the pain of that last hit. I had really hurt myself that time. I felt like I had just been kicked full force up my pussy and into my belly. It took a minute to get back to reality from that pain.
Good girl. Now you still owe me five minutes. Get back on those dirty knees and finish your task. If you fail again, you will get another twenty, but this time every hit will be that hard.
I slowly got back to my knees and looked at the clock again. It read 5:19. At 5:20, I started back on the dildo. I tried to control my breathing to help with the pain in my back and my knees. I tried so hard to ignore the pain. I had found that I wasn’t gagging as bad as before, but my throat was starting to feel sore from the constant hits it was receiving.
I was sweating by the time the clock finally turned 5:25. I flopped to the floor and rubbed my sore knees.
I guess that’s all I’m gonna get out of you today. But tell me, how does it feel to receive pain in your pleasure hole while you give only pleasure to a fake dick?
“Honestly, it feels horrible and awesome at the same time. I like that I pleased the dildo. I don’t like that I didn’t get to cum. But I also liked that I wasn’t allowed to get pleasure either.” I had no choice but to be honest.
Good. That’s good progress. You are going to end up becoming the best sex slave the world has ever seen.
I even loved the name, sex slave. I was going to become a sex slave. My whole purpose was going to be to please men. I would have the self-control to keep myself from receiving pleasure unless I was given permission. I would have to obey every command. I wanted to be at that place right then and there.
I was awarded the pleasure of using my computer chair to sit on while I surfed the net to find out how to give the best blowjob. I was able to get a few tips and ideas on how the man’s penis works. Where he is most sensitive and what most men like when they are given a blowjob. I also found several videos and pictures that showed me some positions and tricks. The question was, however, was I actually ready to give a real blowjob to a real man?
Practice makes perfect, cunt. Tomorrow you might be expected to do something to or for Alan. You’ve teased him and flirted with him enough. It’s about time you do something to prove your status as a slut. I promise you, even if you’re sloppy and messy with it, he will love you for it.
I stayed on the computer for a while longer until I heard my brothers drive off to work. I didn’t waste any time. I quickly jumped in the shower and washed myself like I had never done before. I felt so dirty. I smelt like roses by the time I got out.
I went back to my room and took the dildo off the bedpost. I put my toys back in the box and back in the far corner of my closet. I then picked out an outfit for my morning walk. I picked out a short denim skirt that went just above my thighs, a tight tee shirt that hugged my body, some ankle socks and this time I picked out my tennis shoes.
I went back to the bathroom and crimped my hair so it would look nice. I put on some light make-up. And I sprayed myself with some perfume and body spray so I would smell nice. I checked myself out in the mirror before I went back to my room to dress.
You should never leave the bathroom until you feel like you would fuck yourself if you were someone else.
I scaled myself up and down and admired my body and my now pretty face and hair. Truth was, if I was a boy, I would totally want to fuck me. With a smile I returned back to my room to dress.
I put on the clothes quickly. I had gotten used to wearing no bra or panties and didn’t even think about putting any on. I loved how the cool breeze brushed against my naked pussy when I was outside. I liked the fact that there was nothing between my pussy and the ground below and anyone looking up my skirt would be able to see my sex.
After dressing, I went out for my walk. I didn’t feel nervous in any way on that day. I think that the clothes were a little more decent and that helped a little. I wanted to run all the way to Alan’s house so I could flirt and kiss him again. I was a happy girl. So I walked quickly.
Once I approached Alan’s house, I could see him sitting out on his porch looking for me. It made me feel all warm inside knowing that a boy wanted me so much.
That is why you will award him tomorrow. Or today, we’ll see.
As soon as he saw me walking, he came running my way. He was dressed nice and combed. He looked really good that day. He approached me and I was able to smell his cologne which made me even happier. He was trying to impress me, like I needed it.
“Hey Laura.” He had such a sexy smile. I wanted to jump on him and kiss him right then and there.
“Hi, Alan.” I responded with a blush.
He leaned into me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled me close and pressed his lips firmly against mine. I loved feeling his body pressed up against mine. The kiss was soft and lasted a couple of seconds. He pulled back against my will and hugged me.
“You smell nice.” He told me.
“Thanks, you too.” I replied.
“I dreamt about you all night last night.”
“Really? What was it about?”
“It’s too nasty to talk about. Sweety, I can’t get my mind off you.” That comment made me feel so warm inside. I blushed.
“Can I walk with you today?”
“Sure, let’s go. Maybe we can go to the mall together later. I need to pick out some new clothes cuz my mom and dad are coming home today and my dad will freak out if he sees me dressed like I’ve been dressing lately.”
“Sounds cool with me. I did all my chores last night so I could hang with you all day.” He had such an awesome smile that made me melt.
“Would you freak out if I peeked in your room some night?”
I laughed. “I won’t, but my brothers will destroy you if they catch you.”
“It might be worth it.” He said with a giggle.
He was charming me and sweeping me off my feet.
We walked back to my house so I could get my money and card to go shopping. Alan walked back to his house to get his car.
We drove to the mall and laughed most of the way. He was teasing me about the way I used to look. I was enjoying the attention.
We held hands almost the entire time at the mall. I bought myself some jeans, tee shirts, tennis shoes, shorts and some cheap jewelry. I had also needed a razor for my legs and my pussy and my armpits. Alan even carried some of my bags for me like a real gentleman.
I bought him lunch even though he really didn’t want me to. I told him that it was my thank you to him for making me feel so pretty all the time.
As we ate our lunch in the food court, he asked me that one question I had never been asked before.
“Laura, will you be my girlfriend?” His face turned red and he couldn’t look at me as he asked.
My eyes got wide and I was shocked that I had been asked to be his girlfriend. I had never been one before.
With a huge smile and a warmth that filled my soul, I answered, “Yeah, I want to be your girlfriend.”
He gently took my hand and kissed the back of my palm. “You won’t be disappointed.”
I was in total bliss the rest of the day. I belonged to someone. I was like his property. I had a boyfriend. Oh my god! I was pretty enough to have a boyfriend!!
We drove back to my house and we went into my room. We were alone in a private place and we were together like a couple. It was close to 3 pm when my parents called me to ruin the mood. They had just landed and they would be home in about 2 hours.
“We don’t have a whole lotta time. My mom and dad are on their way home.” I said sadly.
“It’s cool. Should I leave now?”
I looked at him and smiled an evil grin. “We are boyfriend and girlfriend now.” I stepped toward him. “We have about an hour. How ‘bout we continue from yesterday.” I stood right in front of him as he sat with his legs spread sitting on my bed. I reached down and took hold of my shirt. I lifted it just below my breasts. “Care to see more?” I raised my eyebrows at him seductively.
Alan nodded with a smile.
I took off my shirt and draped it over his shoulder. I rubbed my fingers through his soft hair and kissed him deeply with a tease of my tongue. I stepped back and kicked off my shoes and took off my socks. I turned around and showed him a little butt cleavage. “Wanna’ see me naked again?”
Alan’s smile grew bigger as he nodded again.
I reached down and pulled down the jean skirt and let it fall to the ground at my feet. I was comfortable being naked for my boyfriend. I was pleasing him, even if it was just a tease. Like the day before, I mounted his lap and hugged him tightly. I whispered in his ear.
“I wanna be the best girlfriend for you.”
He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight before sliding them down to my butt.
He whispered back in my ear. “You already are the best girlfriend ever.” I couldn’t help myself. I pushed him on his back on my bed and I kissed him as passionately as I knew how. He responded well with a soft massage of my tongue. His hands explored my body as we made out. He rubbed me up and down my sides and waist, squeezed my butt and came back up. I loved how sensual that felt.
I knelt up and looked down on him as I sat on his belly. I could tell my pussy was getting wetter by the second so I lifted his shirt and rested my hot pussy on his bare belly. Oh, my God. It was so totally freakin’ hot feeling his skin on my most private part. I took his hand in mine and guided it up to my breast. He felt it and squeezed it gently. Pleasure filled my body with his touch.
He took a firm hold of my waist and rolled me over to my back. I was missionary and his body was up against mine. I wanted him so bad. I wanted him to take me right then and there. But at the same time I was scared.
He leaned down to my ear and whispered, “Are you ready to do this?”
Panic set in and tears filled my eyes for almost no reason at all. I think it was the confusion of my emotions that got to me. “I… I can’t… Not… Not now… Please.” He leaned down and kissed me long and soft and wet.
“That’s ok… I will wait as long as you need.” I could see a bit of frustration in his eyes as he rolled over and sat back down on the edge of my bed and took a deep breath.
I couldn’t just leave him like that. I felt like I was torturing him. I felt like a bitch.
Do it! You know what I’m talking about. He wont care. Just do it. Please him.
I stood up and pressed my leg against his crotch. I was actually touching his balls with my thigh. I kissed him softly on his neck and whispered in his ear. “I’m not ready for THAT. But I will do something for you.” I could see the change of look in his soft green eyes. He was happy again.
I reached down and rubbed his crotch and I was able to feel his penis actually grow hard in my hands as I rubbed. He started breathing heavier.
“Mind if I take it out?” I said as I knelt between his legs. He nodded silently looking down on me. I liked him looking down on me like that.
“No, not at all.” He said out of breath.
I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He helped me pull his pants and underwear down to his ankles. It was the first real penis I had ever seen. It wasn’t as big as the dildo I had practiced on that morning. It wasn’t as thick either. But I fell in love with the penis on that day. I loved the shape of the head, the shaft, I loved how the balls drooped down lazily. I loved the smell it gave off. I would worship the penis if I had to.
“I… I’ve never done this before. So, stop me if I’m doing it wrong.” I told him as I took a soft hold of his balls in my hand.
Alan nodded anxiously waiting for me to do what I was about to do. I remembered what I had read on the internet about giving a good blowjob. I licked the tip with my tongue, tasting his manhood. I even loved how it tasted. I then wrapped my lips around the tip and massaged his tip with my tongue. He started tensing up as I rubbed it. I kept my hands massaging his balls as I very slowly took his length into my mouth. He gently caressed my head as I went down. I started pumping up and down slowly at first and picked up the speed as I went along. I made sure my mouth never left his shaft and I was sure to keep my tongue rubbing the bottom.
After a while, he started pushing his hips toward me. I allowed his tip to tap the back of my throat with every thrust. I only gagged once the entire time. I was pleasing this man with my mouth and I was loving every minute of it. He started to give a loud strange moan that didn’t sound like it was coming from him. I thought I might be hurting him, but I continued because I knew I was making him happy. I felt his shaft get swollen in my mouth and it started to pulsate. He took a hold of the back of my head and pushed my face down hard into his crotch so that my chin was touching his balls. He held my head in place and didn’t allow me to move. I submitted quickly.
“Oh, shit… *gasp*… Oh shit… Oh my god… Shit.” He was gonna cum in my mouth. I was gonna taste his cum. Yes!
With a final thrust, he shot his fluid into my mouth. He held me there until his penis stopped jerking. He let go of me and fell back limp on the bed.
I took a hard swallow and tasted cum for the very first time. YUCKY!!! It was salty. It tasted like sour milk almost and it left a really weird aftertaste at the back of my throat that stayed with me all day long. I hated the way it tasted. It wasn’t at all what I expected. Some had spilled out of my mouth. I used my sock to wipe it off. I didn’t know if I ever wanted to taste cum again in my life.
“Holy shit, girl. You are so totally fuckin’ awesome at that. Not like I’ve ever had one to compare it to.” He was panting.
“Did I do it right?” I stood up and lied next to him.
“Honey, you were amazing.” He was glowing.
“Maybe I can do that for you again sometime.”
“I feel so selfish. Can I do something for you?” He said looking at me.
“You already did, baby. I am happy that you are happy.”
“Damn, you are the best.” He took a deep sigh and jumped up.
He pulled up his pants and dressed himself. “Wish I could stay here with you all day.”
“Yeah, me too.”
“I don’t wanna get you in trouble. I should go.”
I walked him to the front door. “I’m gonna miss you.”
“I’m gonna miss you too.” We kissed gently and he walked away.
“I’ll call you later, babygirl.” He said with a smile.
“I’ll be waiting for it.” I smiled back. I shut the door and loved myself.
I went back to my room and cleaned up. I dressed in a new pair of jeans and a white tee shirt. I used the same socks even though one had some cum on it. I kept it to remind me of my submission. I put on my tennis shoes and fixed my make-up and hair. Mom and dad would be home soon.
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