This dates back when I was a goddamn animal of man, at a time when I had the freedom to do such things off the cuff whilst engaged. A story for another time.
Brief background: my friend at the time was a hardcore rocknroll cock-slut (on her admission) who had invited me late one night to her house for a coffee.
The setting was well laid out; weeknight, 11pm, housemate not at home, I didn’t drink coffee at that point.
With that in mind, within minutes of stepping through her threshold she had made me a drink, thrown herself onto my lap, straddling me in the process with her tongue down my throat, my hands on her hips.
It’s been a while, so bear with me; i can’t exactly recall what she said but it was something along the lines of “Let me sort you out.” And taking my hand with a big smile she leads me downstairs to her bedroom, stripping herself down, pale skin and great big gothicc tits out.
Sitting me down in the corner of her large couch, she pulls my jeans down, stroking my cock with her nails, quickly brushing her soft lips against it.
I go to remove my shirt, she tells me no, and just to let her do this. This is when I feel her wet, warm mouth envelop the head of my cock, and with no messing around either; she sinks it right down her throat.
With my gasping of surprise, she smiles, and insists I stand up. I get up, standing over her, cock firmly in her mouth, and I place my hands gently on the back of her head, fingers through her jet black hair. She purrs, and with that I sink my cock down her throat, my hands softly pushing it down further.
Turns out she has no gag reflex. “Good girl” I say, and with that she moans deeply, feeling the reverberations on my cock.
I’d like to lie and say that I lasted weeks, that my cock punched through the back of her head with the powerful pressure of my throbbing cum, but let’s be real – it was maybe 15 minutes of sustained pumping of my friends throat, whilst grabbing her hair and neck, telling her how much of a good girl she was, all before I groaned and moaned like a dog being strangled as I unloaded down her throat, not even a part in her mouth for her to taste.
I expected some resistance, but I got nothing – just a hot, wet, warm willing throat to cum down; her loud noises of swallowing it whole only egged me on further to fuck her mouth a little more post-cum.
With her swallowing with a big smile, and kissing me softly afterwards, i went home shortly after with a big smile on my face, my balls drained something fierce.
Those were the days.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxlwd0/mf_went_for_coffee_throatpied_a_friend