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Tawnya's Training, Chapter 2

Date: 12/2/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: MasterJonathan, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

already dripping... he had told me that he wanted to use me and my cunt wanted to be used, to be stretched, and to be filled more than anything. But first I needed to prove to Master I was deserving of such rewards. I began to take the head into my mouth. That cock, that wonderful, enormous cock. His cock. It still wasn't fully erect, but fuck, the taste of it, that beautiful precum taste with a hint of saltiness. I loved that taste. Taking the shaft in my right hand, with the left hand still holding his balls, I grasped that shaft and pumped it with my hand. I pumped up and down and twisted my hand in rhythm with my mouth. Just a few strokes to get him harder and fuller - I wanted him rock hard and fully engorged. That way I could show off my new skills to him. Once I had him as big and swollen as I could get him, I let go with my right hand, looked up at him and smiled. "Okay enough playing around, whore. Get to it, it ain't gonna suck itself, you know!" he said. He pinned my hair to the wall with both hands and as I opened my mouth, he stepped forward, skewering my face with his cock. With my head pinned against the wall and a hand on either side of it, I had no choice but to take his cock as deep as he wanted to shove it. He slid his meat sword into my mouth and down my throat, deeper, and deeper. I could feel the head of his cock at the back of my throat. I almost gagged, but I had learned to control it to some extent and I resisted the urge. He pulled his cock out ... and I took a desperate gasp of air, coughing and sputtering. And again. He slid that cock back into my eager mouth, so far down this time that my lips were up against his abdomen, and back out again. Down and back. Down and back. Just feeling that glorious cock at the back of my throat. I had learned from an early age that there were just some women who were born to suck cock. They had the skills and the desire for it and they just didn't feel right about the world unless they had a mouth full of man meat. I always counted myself in that group of women because I love sucking cock. I love the taste, I love the feel of a man's cock on my tongue, I love the smell of a man's crotch pressed up against my nose. I love everything about sucking cock and now I had more cock than I had ever seen on a man and it was all mine. I looked up at him. I looked into those damn bright blue eyes as I slid back down his cock towards him. I sucked his cock in the way I'd been trained, in the way I'd been practicing. In and out, in and out. I lost count of the number of times I slid his cock to the back of my throat and out again. I wasn't thinking. I was just relishing his cock. I was just getting off on the feeling of his hardness in my mouth and stretching my throat. As I bob up and down on that cock, my breasts, my huge tits, just bounce with me, and rub against his legs. My nipples, still tender from the pinching they had been given, were rubbing against the rough fabric of his jeans. The ...