Putting a [M]outh to Work. Part 2. [f][Older male][M Dom]

Seeming as you all enjoyed [their first date](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c9vwel/putting_a_mouth_to_work_fst8ds/), here’s the second!

I’m still learning the ropes of writing, so please let me know what you think.

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This would be only the second time they met. Lucy could feel her heart beating faster already, just at the thought of him. Her mind lingered on their first date, how he’d turned her into an obedient little thing in no time. She could feel the dampness growing between her legs, as she remembered the taste of his cock on her tongue. She’d never been treated like that before… And she was hooked.

He had set tasks for her, to keep busy on their week apart. Simple activities for her to complete during the day, and send back to him. Write “whore” on your skin before you go to work. Wear a butt plug all day. Go without underwear to the gym. Things she’d never dream of doing before, things that made her blush in nervousness and excitement. She liked pleasing him. And, he’d been so happy with her first week in no-contact training, he said he’d have a reward for her when she arrived.

She skipped out the door as her cab arrived. Her short black dress flicking up in the breeze as she came down the stairs, and her heels clipping on the pavement. Her blonde hair was tied up high in a pony tail, her long locks swaying as she moved. His request of course, her attire, her last task for him.

Five minutes away from his home she received a text from him: ‘The door is unlocked, come inside to my study’.

After letting herself in, she padded down the quiet halls until she found his study. Her throat was tight with nervousness, her panties damp and wet already. She found him sitting at his desk, the dim blue light from his monitor filling the room. He glanced up as she knocked on the door, leaning back in his chair with a smile.

‘Mm, you’ve been good haven’t you Lucy?’ He said, his voice smooth and deep as he watched her walk in. His eyes lingered along her curves, drinking in every part of her outfit.

‘I have a short bit of work to finish.. just an email or two, if you don’t mind’ Lucy knew it wasn’t a true question, as she stepped towards him simply nodding her head.

‘Would you like me to-‘

‘You can get on your knees, between my legs’ He cut her off abruptly, this wasn’t up for discussion.

She swallowed hard, already feeling her mouth grow wet at the thought of his hard cock. Quickly and obediently she settled between his legs, though he barely acknowledged her first movements.

She ran her hands up his thighs, smoothing over the stiff fabric of his business pants, until she reached his growing bulge. Unzipping, she grasped his half erect member, pausing to look up at him, ensuring this is what he wanted.

‘Keep yourself occupied pet’ He said without even looking down.

She licked her lips, parting her mouth slightly as she leant in. Her hot breath against his hardening length, his musky smell filling her senses. Gripping the base of his shaft, as much as she could fit of his girth, she began to lap at his head. Her tongue passing over his wet, red tip in wide flat strokes.

She swirled her tongue across his sensitive tip, flicking it left and right, back and forth. Flattening her tongue, she ran down his length, still growing harder and longer in her hands. Her tongue sliding across his base to his balls, where she sucked and lapped at them gentley. Her hands still working his cock as she made quick, wet work of his soft skin.

‘Mmf, good girl. Keep that up, I won’t be long’.

‘Yes Sir’ She replied obediently, taking the pause to rewet her lips again.
Filling her mouth, she sucked deeply. Pushing his now hard, thick cock inch by inch into her mouth. Feeling his girth stretch her mouth wide, enough to make her cheeks hurt. Her tongue swept across the underside of his length as she went, darting back and forth.

‘Mmh, now, get up’. He ordered, pulling her head away from his crotch, his hand burried in her blonde ponytail. Trails of drool dripped between his cock and her lips, and slid down his length.

‘Strip for me.’ He ordered, now shutting off his computer and turning to watch her intently.

She blushed as she stood, wiping the drool off her face. She’d never striped like this before, she’d never put on a show for a man. Her delicate hands reached up for her ponytail and slowly tugged her hair free. Her long locks falling down across her chest, covering her cleverage.

‘Keep going’. He leant back in his chair, slowly stroking his cock as she went.

She turned to face away from him, bending at the waist as she did. Pushing her ass, tight and plump in her dress into his vision. Her hands quickly working on her heels, to discard them on the ground.

She then straightened, still facing away, and tugged the zipper of her dress down her back. She arched her spine and rolled her hips as she went, trying to accentuate her curves. The sleeves fell off her shoulders, exposing a soft pink bra and the smooth skin of her neck and back. She wriggled the dress down off her hips inch by inch. Swaying with each little movement, her ass out and presented for him, wrapped in a matching pink thong.

A small groan of encouragement coming from behind her. She dragged the dress down her legs, bending down with her legs slightly widened. She knew her thong would ride up, catching in the lips of her sex. And she knew she was giving him a perfect view of it, as she bent with her hands nearly to the floor. She heard him groan again, knowing he was enjoying her show.

She straightened, now standing exposed in the sheer pink lace of her lingerie. She turned and swayed her hips, her ass jiggling slightly as she did. His eyes roamed across her toned stomach, up to her perky breasts, her nipples stiff through the thin fabric. She reached up behind her to unclasp her bra.

‘Stop. Leave them on.’

He stood now, rising above her small frame. Slowly he circled her, his eyes greedily consuming every inch of her body. Her small, perky breasts, her tight round ass, the smoothness of her porcelain skin.

‘Mm.. very good’ He groaned lightly, his hungry eyes making her face flush and her sex ache. She could feel the wet between her legs growing as his eyes devoured her.

She felt his strong hands sliding up her thighs, along her ass to her hips. Running his fingers over her back, making her skin prickle and heart race. Then, he gripped a handful of hair at the base of her neck as he stepped into her. She could feel his hot, quick breath on her skin, his hips and hard cock now pressing against her ass.

‘Bend over the table.’ His voice was thick and deep. She didn’t hesitate.

As soon as she rested her stomach down, she felt him pulling her panties aside. Her breasts pressed into the table, as his weight shifted behind her. His fingers roamed along her ass to her slit, and he began roughly exploring her sex.

‘Mm, wet already pet. Turning into my little whore, aren’t we?’ He said almost chuckling.

‘Yes Sir’ She peeped quietly, feeling exposed and vulnerable. Her ass stuck up and out from the desk, while her legs slightly too short for its height, stood on tiptoes.

‘And what do you want?’ He asked her, his rough hands still rubbing along her wet pink lips, flicking underneath her panties.

‘I-I want, I want your cock Sir’ Her voice quivered in excitement. Her sex ached already, her body wanting more.

Without warming, his hand ripped her lace underwear off her. The elastic snapping against her skin making her jump. One hand wrapped around her thighs to her front, circling her clit. The other holding her hips in place, firmly against the desk.

He wasn’t taking his time at all, and pressed the tip of his cock against her tight hole, making her moan out. Her body was already trembling beneath his with desperate lust.

‘Oh uhh please’ She whined, wanting more of him already. He rubbed his cock back and forth across her slit, teasing her again and again. She could already feel how wet she was, quickly lubing his member as he nestled his tip between her folds.

‘Beg for it, slut’ He growled down to her, his hands firmly holding her still.

‘Please Sir, uh.. please fuck me!’ She whined, now gasping with each pass of his cock against her hole. His other hand still pressing and flicking her clit, driving her to wet, hot, desperation. He was enjoying turning her into a begging, useless mess.

‘Not good enough, beg for it like the whore you are’ He demanded again, roughly prodding his cock along her slit, pressing into her hole and withdrawing.

‘Uh uh I want your cock! I want you to fuck me please Sir!’ She whined, becoming more and more desperate. His fingers flicking across her sensitive nub, twirling around in circles, over and over. Her legs twitched in response, her cunt aching and dripping wet as he prodded and teased.

‘Please fuck my pussy. Please Sir I want your cock so bad!’ She begged loudly, trying to rock her hips back into his.

‘Good girl’

He thrusted deep inside her in one movement. Not giving anytime for her small, tight hole to adjust to his legnth or girth.

‘Uh fuck!’ She squealed out, a pang of pain running through her as he stretched her out. But he didn’t wait for her to recover. In a matter of seconds the smacking sound of his hips thrusting up against her ass filled the room. Her cunt ached as it was brutally fucked, his balls hitting up against her clit with each thrust.

‘Uh uh uh’ She moaned with each pump of his hips, the strength of his thrusts pushing the noise out of her. His fingers still rubbing and flicking across her bundle of nerves, while his free hand gripped her waist.

‘What are you good for huh slut?’

‘Uh uh being fucked b-by you Sir’ She moaned out, gripping the desk for stability. She could feel his hips bouncing off her ass steadily, pumping his length into her.

‘What is your purpose?’ He growled down at her, his thrusts coming rhythmically and deep.

‘To take- uh uh- your cock Sir’ She panted out, her voice quivering in pleasure.

‘Good girl’

He pumped his hips into her again and again, making her ass bounce against him. His cock filling her up and stretching her tight little hole, the curve of his cock letting him hit her G spot each time. Each of his thrusts sent his hips smacking against her plump skin, and soon the wet sounds of her dripping cunt filled the room, along with her desperate moans.

She could feel the heat between her legs building. The warmth running to her thighs and stomach, as each of his thrusts brought her closer and closer. His thick, throbbing cock abusing her cunt, while his fingers circled and rubbed her clit. His words filling her head as he told her what she was good for, making her beg. It all was driving her quickly to the edge.

‘You going to cum of Sirs cock huh? You’re going to cum on my cock like the slut you are, aren’t you?’ He groaned to her, his voice heavy with lust and his own breathing haggard.

‘Y-yes Sir uh uh!’ She whined, her voice catching with every pump of his hips.

‘Say it’ He growled again.

‘I’m going to cum on your cock! Oh please Sir’ She begged, her moans loud and desperate. She arched her back and pushed her ass up into him, meeting each one of his thrusts, greedy for more.

She could feel her orgasm rising in her, every pump of his throbbing cock driving her closer. Her stomach tightening and breathing quickened, the warmth between her legs growing intense. Her moans becoming sharp pants, gasping for air as he fucked her from behind. Her legs trembeled and her cunt ached, her clit swollen and sensitive as his fingers worked across her.

‘Uh uh uh Fuck!’ She squealed as her orgasm ripped through her. Her tight little hole spasming and contracting as he continued to fuck her. Her legs quivered as she came over his cock, feeling her juices dripping down her thigh as she twitched onto him.

‘Uhh mmh fuck!’ She moaned again, his continued thrusts dragging her climax out, making her whole body shudder and tremble.

‘That’s it, cum on my cock like the good little whore you are’ He groaned, clearly nearing his own orgasm quickly as her cunt squeezed his throbbing cock.

‘Where do you want me to finish huh? Beg for it’. His voice thick and husky against her neck, as he kept pumping into her, over and over. His pace becoming faster, the grip on her waist tighter. The wet sloppy noises of her cunt filling the room.

‘Ouh mm I want your cum, please Sir’ She whined between pants, every thrust of his hips making her whole body shudder and her plump ass bounce.

‘Where do you want it?’ He growled now, his breathing heavy and his cock beginning to twitch inside her.

‘In my mouth, Sir please!’

He gripped her by the hair, twisting her around quickly, pushing her down onto her knees. Barely giving her time to register, he was already pumping his cock down her throat. Shoving his cock into her sweet little mouth, dripping wet with her own juices. She sucked and licked greedily, the taste and smell of herself filling her senses.

‘That’s it, like a good little slut’ He groaned, his hands tangled in her hair as he shoved her face down onto him. Thrusting his length into her tight mouth over and over, brining himself over the edge.

‘Uh fuck!’ He moaned loudly, grinding himself deep into her throat, his cock erupting. She felt his hot thick cum fill her mouth as his balls pressed against her chin. His cock twitched inside her, quickly filling her with cum that dribbled down her neck.

‘Ugh mm such a good little cumwhore’ He moaned, his hips slowly thrusting his throbbing length through her lips. ‘Clean me up like a good girl’ He added, running his fingers through her hair as he looked down at her. Cum and spit was dripping off her chin, her cheeks flushed red and her lips swollen from use. Such a pretty sight.

‘Mmh, you did so well today’ He crooned gently, now resting back into his chair. She remained between his legs, slurping and licking along his length, lapping up his salty cum. She could get used to this.

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