I had a gig at a local house party one new years eve. The band / dancefloor room was in the basement and upstairs rooms were more chill.
I’d already played and i was high and bored and decided to explore the house. I found a drink for myself in the kitchen and wandered upstairs. In the hall at the top of the stairs there was a couch that had been tipped on its back against the wall, and a guy was sat on it.
I didnt pay much attention to him. I went round the other rooms, and finding nothing much of interest, i ended up back in the hall. I felt like sitting down, so i sat next to this guy on the end (now facing up) of this couch. It wasnt easy to sit on. It had wooden slats every 40cm or so, with material stretched over the top. So i was trying to purch on a wooden slat, which wasnt going very well, and then it occured to me the material section would be better, sort of like a little hammock. And so, repositioning myself, i shifted toward the man beside me.
At this moment he put his arm round me and guided me to lie down with my head on his knee. Now, this was a comfortable position i was happy with so i stayed as put.
Then he put his finger under my chin and moved my head to face him, kissing me sweetly. One hand rested on the back of my head while the other explored my body. At first he was caressing me over my clothes, but soon he was pushing his hand down the back of my jeans. He started teasing my pussy with his fingers, and i felt really wet and was squirming in his lap. Then he said, “lets go to the chillout room”, i happily obliged.
The chill out room was in the basement too, across the dancefloor and through a door at the back, there was a dimly lit room full of bean bags. It was where couples went to make out.
So we’re making out and his hands are all over me, feeling my tits under my tshirt and queazing my ass. I start rubbing his cock over his pants, and then he pulls it out. Well, i was quite taken aback by this specimen. Firstly, it was huge, but more striking was the shape. It tapered outwardly from the base and concluded in a massive mushroom shaped bellend. He could obviously read my expression because he told me, “lick it”, as he gently guided my head toward his shaft.
His beautiful mushroom was glistening with precum and tasted so sweet as i kissed and licked it. He guided it into my mouth, which i had to stretch open as far as i could just to get it inside. He had me like that for a while, bouncing my head up and down. “Mmm, you thirsty slut”, he grunted, “you fucking love it don’t you”. I moaned and gagged, my throat stretching as I took him deeper and deeper, until i felt his cock throb and pulse. He gave me such a huge load, it was hard to contain, it dribbled down my chin. I swallowed all i could and licked up the rest, cleaning his cock for him with my mouth…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rdnnve/mushroom_cock_and_the_thirsty_slut