My knees were a little bruised the next day but I kind of liked it. After all, I did strip naked in the middle of his living room, get on my knees and crawl over to him. I’ve never done that before. That floor was fucking hard! But seeing his 8 inch cock staring at me motivated me like you wouldn’t believe.
Let me back it up a little. This guy is one of my regulars. Let’s call him Don. He’ll text me when he wants to use my throat and if I’m around and able, I will always serve him. I feel so damn guilty when I can’t and he knows that, but I just tell him to choke me a bit harder next time as punishment. He fucking loves that. Don likes to call me his lil bitch or whore or slut. One time I parked near his place to do some “work” hoping he would reach out, but he never did. The things we do for dick.
I need to focus. I’m also high. So anyway, this one particular day the universe was extra kind. It happened so perfectly. I really love when an opportunity arises and timing works out and it’s quick and spontaneous. Those are the best. Parking is difficult in his neighborhood – damn alternate side bullshit. This day was easy though. My shoes always come off before going inside. I love that he’s so clean. His place also smells amazing.
He sat on the couch wearing just a white T shirt. His hairy cock and balls just laying there. His balls hang really low. I fucking love sucking on them. This is when he told me to take off my clothes. Being told what to do is new for me and I’m really enjoying it. His dick got hard. I felt powerful knowing it was because of my naked body. Makes me want to serve him harder. He told me to get on my knees. That floor hurt like a bitch, but of course he never knew. And I didn’t mind the slight discomfort. He told me to slowly crawl over to him. I obeyed.
Don loved watching my naked body crawling over to him like a dog knowing that he could do whatever he wanted to me. It gets me off giving someone that power – seeing that look in their face. Eyes wide open. Like a kid in a candy store. Or when our food finally is served to us at a restaurant. So damn hungry. Makes me precum just thinking about it.
He took off his shirt and told me to smell his pits. That was a first for me as well. I could tell he didn’t shower this day – i could smell and taste the day old deodorant, along with salty sweat. Maybe he worked out earlier? I licked his nipples for a bit until he pushed my head down to his crotch and told me to smell his pubes. It smelled similar to his pits except for the deodorant. I sniffed, licked and sucked on his balls and slowly worked my way up to his shaft. I know I’m his favorite throat, so that inspires me to be the best. It turns me on knowing that I’m his favorite. Makes me feel powerful.
Don always keeps his poppers on the windowsill next to the couch. Easy access. He took a hit in each nostril and handed the bottle to me. There’s nothing I love more than getting poppered up laying on my back looking up at him while getting facefucked.
Dons dick is beautiful and long, but not too thick, so I’m able find a way to breathe around it while it’s down my throat. I’ve gotten so good at holding my breath and finding those little pockets of air and any opportunity to breathe. But I also enjoy the struggle. Pushing my limits is a great pleasure of mine.
I could always tell when he’s ready to cum, but wants it to last longer so he’ll stop for a moment to teabag my mouth with those nuts, slap or spit on my face, usually take another hit of poppers. Whenever he takes a hit, he always gives me some. He knows I’ll suck harder.
This time I knew would be the last round of skull Fucking – he was ready to feed me. And I was ready to get fed. I spit on my hand so I could jack myself off. I love shooting my load while feeling his own load going down my throat. Feeling his cock pulsating in my mouth giving me every last drop of his seed. Fuckkkk.
Don always has the same look on his face after we finish. A kind of disbelief over what just happened. And a disbelief that he just fucked my throat the way he did and that I was able to take it. Like I said before, it makes me feel powerful, makes me feel sexy and makes me feel like a fucking champ.
Until next time.. Don, Im waiting..
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