We’re watching an episode of a sitcom. The TV is low, and all I can hear other than his breaths are vague chatter and far-away laugh tracks broken up by commercial monologues. We’ve been here for a while, facing each other in a half-nap, with his head tilted down to mine and mine tilted up. His hand is cupping my pussy in my favourite cotton panties, and the other arm is draped over my waist. Once in a while he leans in to give me a deep kiss and pet me – rocking his palm back and forth a few times until I let out a soft, sleepy moan. I’m so comfortable that my skin is tingling.
It’s calm and still. The sitcom has changed to a news segment and I can barely make it out. He leans in for another kiss and this time it’s longer. More intentional. Deeper. He moves his hand from my waist and cups my face, squeezing my cheeks together so my lips separate. He kisses me again – long and slow on my open mouth, putting his entire tongue on mine that was instinctively waiting for him.
*‘You’re such a good girl.’*
I keep my eyes closed as I feel my pussy leak. The only thing I can manage to get out is a soft, whispered ‘yeah’. He knows what he’s doing, and it only takes a few seconds before the evidence has soaked through my panties and into his palm. I can tell he’s proud of himself.
Two minutes. Three minutes. Five minutes. My clit is twitching. The hand that was cupping my face is now cradling the base of my skull, and his thumb is rubbing behind my ear. I’m at his command and he knows it. He’s making me wait. He’s showing me that I have no control. He’ll use me when he’s ready. I fucking love it.
In an instant, the hand that was gently caressing me is around my throat. Hard. I don’t know if my gasp was from shock or ecstasy, but I can barely let the breath out now. He kisses me deep again while I struggle to breathe. He softens his grip, and when I open my eyes he’s staring right at me.
*’Don’t fucking move.’*
He sits on the edge of the bed and I do what I’m told. He’s rummaging around in the bag he brought and I’m admiring the tattoo on his back. I see a glint from the TV on metal he comes up with. He pulls me up by my shoulders, stares into my eyes and cuffs me in the front. He looks at the floor next to the bed and doesn’t say a word. I’m so happy he chose me.
I get on my knees and after looking at me for a moment, he stands in front of me. He’s shirtless and I can see the bulge of his hard dick through his sweatpants. He has questions for me.
*‘You want this?’*
*‘Yes please.’*
My panties are so wet they’re stuck to my clit.
He doesn’t move or take anything off for me.
*‘Show me then.’*
I scoot forward on my knees and kiss his cock. I kiss every inch of it until I find the tip, and suckle on it through his clothes. I’m looking up at him and he’s looking down at me with pure ego. I slowly bring my cuffed hands up to his waistband. I pull his sweatpants down to his ankles and then move my hands back up to take his boxers off. He grabs the chain between my wrists the second I get close and forces my arms above my head.
*‘Beg me for it.’*
I drop my hands back down between my knees.
*‘Please baby.’*
I’m writhing on my calves. He looks at me like it’s not enough.
*‘Please. I want it.’*
A string of spit falls out of the corner of my mouth while I say it. I’m drooling. Still nothing.
*‘Please baby. I’ve been waiting for it. This is your mouth.’*
I start suckling through his boxers and rubbing my pussy. I’m about to cum and we haven’t even started yet.
*‘That’s whose mouth?’*
*‘Yours.’*
He puts both thumbs under his waistband and pulls it down slowly. His hard dick bounces up and he lets them fall to his ankles. I let out a relieved sigh and open my mouth, extending my tongue as a red carpet.
Just as I’m about to take his head between my lips, he pulls his dick up and onto his stomach. He’s watching me.
I eagerly open as wide as I can and sit my flat tongue underneath his balls. He holds them and slaps them onto it, then squeezes them together and puts them in my mouth. There’s drool spilling onto the hotel floor like a leaky faucet. I roll my tongue over them, then gently pull down and let them pop out of my mouth. I suck them one at a time, then I take them both together again. I reach my tongue up the back of his scrotum while my mouth is full with his gift. He’s so good to me.
*‘Whose mouth?’*
*‘Yours.’*
He holds his dick and points it down to my slick, spit-covered mouth. I love it when he feeds me.
I open my mouth and he finally gives me what I was waiting for. I suck the head of dick, then pull my head back and kiss it. I’m so grateful. I spit on it and go back for more, this time taking the entire thing directly into my throat. He grunts. I’m sure I’m about to cum. I just want to hear him enjoying what he owns.
I wrap my lips around my teeth and suck him long and deep. There’s so much spit I can’t even feel skin. I’m sucking him faster now, twisting my head and rubbing my clit. I moan into his dick as I cum in my panties. I’m shaking and whimpering and it’s all for him.
He grabs the back of my head and trains my throat – I gag and he holds me there. Sputters of thick saliva are escaping from the corners of my mouth as I choke on it. He lets me take a breath and puts it right back where it belongs. I’m licking his balls while he fucks my throat. He holds me there again and lets out a sigh while he enjoys the tightness and the gag reflex. I’m so lucky.
*‘This what you wanted?’*
He’s still in my throat. I moan back at him.
He starts to face fuck me. My eyes are watering and his pupils are dilating.
*‘You like it when I slut you out?’*
I nod at him from my knees as tears stream down my face.
*‘Tell me you love it.’*
*‘mhi fnghhckin lhruv iht’*
*‘You wanna sit on this dick?’*
*‘mmmhhhhhhhhhnnmm!!’*
*‘Say it.’*
*‘mhi whrant iht’*
I can feel another orgasm coming and he hasn’t even touched me yet.
*‘Get up.’*
**This is a cumulative adaptation of my favourite IRL experiences. This is also my first time writing erotica, let me know if you’d like it continued and I’ll make more parts!**
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/y1y4c1/whose_fm_3030_ds