I hear the music playing as I enter the apartment, a smile quickly consuming my face as I recognize Katherine is listening to my mix. The comfortable and wonderful feeling of being home washes over me as I remove my backpack and jacket. I kick off my shoes and properly put away all before moving toward the music and Katherine.
My thoughts are eager and excited, looking forward to sharing the music and moment with Katherine, as I near the doorway, I first spy her hair swing into my frame. *She’s loving it!*
I’m giddy and close the gap and as the room comes fully into my field of vision, I am slapped with a heady dose of unpreparedness. Clad in only bra, panties, and… straps… I watch her, her back to me, her hips shimmying and shaking. She tosses her hair back and forth as she attempts to sing along with the chorus. She is oblivious and outrageously beautiful, lost in her moment.
But I stand in captive audience as I trace the straps over and around her ass and hips. The implications thin the blood flowing to my brain as I feel weak just standing. I watch with silent and rapt attention, my jaw slackens in abject shock. I forget how to swallow as I try to force down my chagrin. I feel as though I am a voyeur and I can’t help but blush, the majority of me shrinking in the doorway, only my cock swelling to meet the occasion.
Katherine turns and the flash of purple that juts from her crotch is like a tractor beam for my eyes. My stomach flip flops inside me and I believe my heart may have stopped beating. My brain performs it’s own little record scratch as all thoughts dump and I stand statuesque in my stupor.
“Oh hi! Whaddaya think?!”
I feel like a caveman as I slowly lift my eyes to meet hers. Immediately feeling embarrassment creep up my collar. My newfound caveman persona goes on full display as I find it impossible to speak, my tongue just a gelatinous mess in my mouth.
Katherine giggles and seems to rock onto her toes and then fall back onto her heels. Her breasts and the dildo bouncing and flopping accordingly. I make a sort of snorting choking sound, *Jesus*
“I take that you like my new…” she draws the tip up slightly with a finger before letting it flop back down, “addition.”
She bites her lip, clearly enjoying every bit of this.
“I, uhh, uhmmm.” I swallow, hoping to clear out some space for some actual words. My face burning as I am so utterly unprepared for an occasion I have so often dreamt about.
Her tone shifts, sultry and sensual, “Come here.”
My ears tuck back, like a puppy having just been discovered of a previous accident. *Yes Miss Mae*
I timidly walk toward her, entering into her domain. She watches me, I feel as those I’m being appraised, weighed. I draw within a foot of her, all nerves and anxious arousal.
“Get on your knees.”
*What?! Is this really happening?!* “Huh?”
She lifts an eyebrow, “I said get on your knees.”
My shoulder blades pinch together as my entire spine tenses. My eyes flit down to verify the ground below me only a moment before I look back into her eyes, my viewpoint rapidly changing as I sink down to my knees.
Her hand finds my cheek and runs it along the coarse stubble and I prickle terrifically. She slides under my chin and tilts my head up further, her thumb running along my lips. My eyes weaken and I kiss her thumb, she pushes into my kiss and I close my eyes. My torso shivers as I soften my lips and feel her take the opportunity to push her thumb into my mouth.
I hear a soft contented sigh escape her lips and I open my eyes to find her staring intently down at me, pushing her thumb into my mouth and playing with my tongue. “You wanna be my good boy?” She coos.
I nod my head, her thumb still soaking inside my mouth. She pulls it from my lips. “I wanna hear you say it.”
“Yes.”
“Mm, yes what?”
“Yes, I… I want to be your good boy.”
She brushes the front of my hair from my forehead. Her fingers tracing once again down the side of my face. “I believe you should address me appropriately.” I shiver, *How the hell is this happening?!* I part my lips to remedy my error. Instead, Katherine slides her middle and ring finger into my mouth and battles my tongue for dominance. I catch her smile and it weakens me further, a touch of sexual wickedness to her enjoyment and I find myself sucking once again on her fingers.
“Mmmm.” She sighs as her fingers probe my mouth, sliding deep and drawing back. She challenges my boundaries as I wince my eyes slightly and feel my throat clench. My mouth cloying with my thickened saliva. I feel dampness in my boxer briefs, the realization only amplifying the overwhelming sensation that is kneeling before Katherine. *Miss Mae*
She pulls her fingers from my mouth, a string of my saliva dangles from her middle finger and connects to my lower lip. The depravity of the moment numbs my brain. I had nearly forgotten completely about the purple phallus protruding so proudly from Katherine’s groin, my eyes, so lost in the captivity of her eyes and mouth. It isn’t until I follow her fingers down that the reality of her dildo comes flooding back to the forefront.
I watch with rapt attention as she wraps her saliva-soaked fingers and hand around the dildo, gently stroking it and teasing it right before my face.
“Is this what you want baby?”
*Fuck me.*
I let out a soft little whimper of a groan. Flushing bright red in my depravity.
“Why don’t you give it a kiss.” She waves the dildo back and forth, her hand moving to the base. I’m struggling to breathe beyond sharp quick breathes.
I pinch my eyebrows together, my eyes softening as I look up to her, my head leaning forward. Of course she has me closing the final few inches, amplifying my descent. I pucker my lips, she aligns the tip and I make contact with her silicone cock.
I hear an excited sort of moan escape above me. Katherine’s fascination is written all over her face. Her free hand once again finds my hair and she tangles her fingers through it. I’m a ship at sea and she is the storm, I’m taking on water and still she comes at me. “Suck it.”
Her fingers slide toward the back of my head, I move my own hands to grab at her thighs. She nudges her hips forward and I freely open my mouth to her advance. My eyes close as I feel her dildo invade my mouth. Her hand in my hair, my hands on her thighs, it’s all too much.
She pulls back and I slurp as she pulls. Opening my eyes to look up at her. She pushes back just before the tip departs my mouth. Her hand leaves the base of her cock to join her other hand in my hair. She begins to moan gently and whisper, “That’s my good boy, suck my dick.” Her voice quivers with an air of reservation despite her seeming authority over the moment.
I clench her thighs as she pushes deeper while pulling my head toward her. I start to gag and feel tears well at the edges of my eyes.
“Uhh, fuck, this is so hot!” She pants.
She pulls her dildo from my mouth, “Get up here.”
My head spins as I fumble to my feet. Her hands grip my face then wrap again around my head as she pulls me in for a deep and passionate kiss. I try to kiss back but she forces, once again, her dominance and I simply ride her kiss, trying to maintain as a decent dance partner.
She pulls me from her lips, eyes blazing intently into mine, “I wanna fuck you!”
“Babe, uh, Miss Mae, I’m…” I gulp as I stare timidly into the eyes of this fierce wild lioness. “I’m not… uh, you know… cleaned out.”
She stares at me as if I’m speaking a different language, lost in her arousal. “Down, down there.”
“Get to it.”
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