I posted for the first time last week, an innocent story about having my ass eaten. This is a continuation of that story.
As the multi orgasmic fog of horny delight settled and the creepy DM’s filled my inbox this past week, one thought and one thought alone filled my mind. After being tongue thrust into a new hyper dimension where my sexual partner actually cared about my pleasure for the first time, all I wanted to do was return the favor.
Come this Saturday night, I was going to suck this man’s dick like the nectar of the gods was inside him. I was going to take him so deep down my throat he could bone my backside from the inside out. Months and months of never skipping leg day would finally amount to the moment of glory I’d been preparing for as I would ride him into the sunset like the well endowed, extremely generous, stallion of a tinder god he is.
I spent the week preparing for my quest, much like a training montage. Picture eye of the tiger playing in the background as I slathered on chapstick like I owned stock in blistex, drank gallons of water to keep myself hydrated, and practiced relaxing my gag reflex around my toothbrush. This was serious business.