You ever just wake up craving a cock in your mouth? [FM]

My boy [25] and I [26] have been together for about two years, now. We’ve fallen into a nice rhythm, where I take a train up to his house on a Friday evening, and he drives me home on Sunday. This particular Friday, I had a plan.

I woke up at around midday, with a desperate need to suck a dick. I wasn’t even horny, myself; I was just really feeling a blowjob.

I decided to dress cute. I mean, I’m always cute, of course, but I thought I’d do a little extra. Winged eyeliner, glittery highlights, and that extra-pink e-girl blush, but just balm for my lips; I wouldn’t want to wear anything that might smudge. It took a while to decide on an outfit; I considered skinny jeans, to really show off my ass, but decided on a black miniskirt, for quicker access later.

I spent the entire train ride over thinking about what I wanted him to do to me. He’s a dominant guy, loves being in control, but I want to take charge this time.

I have to sit through dinner with his parents, sneaking a cheeky squeeze of his ass or kiss on the neck when they weren’t looking.

Finally, we can leave – and his mate calls. Wants to play a game of League. He asks me if it’s okay, completely unaware of the plans I’ve made for us both, and I begrudgingly say yes – he doesn’t get to spend that much time with his mates lately, and I’ve got him all night.

He plays an aram, and I pass the time with tft; I tried to get into the mainline game, but I never “got” it. My game ends before his, and I see his team is killing it. From my chair next to him, I kiss his cheek, place my hand on his thigh, and ask, “How long, do you reckon?”

“About ten minutes” he says, eyes focused on the screen in front of him.

“Mm, okay” I reply as I place my hand over the front of his jeans, and just stay there. I can feel his cock grow through the denim as he realises *why* I got all dressed up for him.

He mutes his mic and playfully says, “Just what do you think you’re doing?”

“Nothing,” I smirk as I unzip his jeans, that much closer to his now fully erect cock. I slip down onto the floor, under his desk, and kiss his cock through his underwear.

“I won’t be long, promise”. I pout and climb out from under the desk. I pull a pair of clear lens glasses from my bag, and put them on while he’s still transfixed on his soon-to-finish game. My boy has a bit of a secret thing for glasses; he admitted it to me about six months into our relationship, and was far too embarassed of a simple preference for it to be as simple as just a preference. He adores it when I wear them; I don’t need a prescription, but I’ve amassed a collection of “fashion glasses” since he told me. I surprise him by wearing them every now and then, lest he get too used to it and it loses the magic.

I sit back under the desk and continue teasing him; as soon as I hear the distinctive *swoosh* and clang sounds of a finished game, I start pulling down his jeans; he frantically bids his mates goodbye and leaves the discord call while trying to shift to help me remove his clothes while still at the desk. He scoots the chair back, and sees me with the glasses.

He wants to bend me over his desk and fuck me immediately, but I want what I’ve been craving all day: his cock in my mouth.

I run my tongue gently up his shaft, just barely touching him. His cock twitches away involuntarily, and I giggle and say, “Well, okay, if you don’t want to, then…” and he cuts me off to say he wants me to, he *really* wants me to.

I hold his shaft in my hand, moving up and down gently, as I take his balls into my mouth one at a time and suck gently; he lets out a soft moan. I kiss up his cock, but hesitate at the tip and look up at him, smiling; he is mesmerised watching me play with him. I kiss his thighs, stomach, and hips between long, wet licks up his cock. He starts to beg, but can barely get more than just “please…” out. I take the tip into my mouth, gently tongueing in circles, and I make eye contact with him as I take as much if his cock into my mouth and throat as possible. He moans, loud, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. I was already wet, but I can feel my underwear becoming an untenable situation. I pull my underwear aside as I pull his cock in and out of my mouth, spit drilling from his shaft, and he sees me begin to gently circle my clit with my middle finger.

“No, no, no,” he says. “Not yet. I want to fuck you first.”
He pushes his chair back and gets onto the floor with me, and pulled me forward onto all fours, out from under the desk. “Turn around.” I oblige. He flips my skirt up and touches my clit, and I gasp in pleasure. “That’s what I like to hear”. He pulls my underwear down and presses against me. I can feel the tip of his dick against my clit, and his hipbones against my bare ass. “Do you want it?”

“Yes, please”

“What do you want?”

“Whatever you want to do to me.”

He smirks, “That’s not an answer”

“Anything you want,” I tell him earnestly, “but I want you to cum on my face”

“What?”

“Cum on my face. I didn’t get all made up for you to not ruin it.”

His face lights up; he’s never cum on my face before. Usually it’s either on or in my ass. He presses my clit with the tip of his dick a little more, and then pulls back, holding the tip right at my entrance. He says again, “do you want it?”

“Yes”

“Beg.”

“Please fuck me. Please. I want to feel your cock inside me. Please. Just fuck me. Please.”

He pushes in slowly, and I can feel every inch fill me. I let out a long, low moan of both relief and anticipation. He pauses a moment once he has pushed in as far as he can, and then fucks me. Hard. I can feel my wetness dripping from me as he furiously pulls in and out, making me pay for all of the teasing I put him through before.

As much as I’m loving feeling his cock inside me, I still want his cock in my mouth. “Cum for me, babe” I say. “Tell me when you’re close. I want your cum on my face, babe. I want you to cum”

“I want *you* to cum.” He interjects.

“Do me after. I want you to cum first.”

“But-”

“Fuck me, babe. I want you to cum on my face. I love your cock and I want it *everywhere*.”

He keeps fucking me from behind, but I can tell he’s still holding back for my sake; it takes me a while to cum, even on my own. But that’s not my priority right now, he is. I keep encouraging him.

“I want your cum all over me. I want to taste it. Just *use me*”

“Oh, fuck-” he pulls out and I hastily move so that I’m on the floor, with my mouth underneath his cock. He explodes across my face; I can feel his warm cum on my cheeks, dripping back onto my hair and neck. He falls back, catching his breath, and says “I’ll get you something to clean up”

“Not yet,” I say. “It’s my turn.”

I’m still laying on my back, and I bend my knees up and start playing with my clit. I look at him, and ask him to finger me. My clit is throbbing, desperate for release after being teased all night. I rub her furiously as my boy fingers me similarly, keeping pace with me. He laughs and comments on how absolutely drenched I am, still dripping on the floor.

He swaps hands and offers the fingers that were inside me to suck. I lick them like I licked his cock, and catch a taste of his cum with my own pussy; it sends me over the edge, and I start to cum, hard. I give a shuddering moan and my boy slowly removes his fingers, causing me to shiver from overstimulation. I giggle as he drapes a shirt over me so I can “keep warm” while he fetches the makeup wipes from my bag.

I’m not ready to move yet, and he tries to wipe the cum and eyeliner off my face, but starts laughing because I now look like a panda.

He’s so fucking cute, I love him so much.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j54bct/you_ever_just_wake_up_craving_a_cock_in_your