I'm sitting in my apartment waiting for you to come and dominate my mouth. My dicklette slowly grows inside my pants, stiffening with the prospect of your arrival.
A sudden knock jolts me from my silent fantasy and sends me scrambling to the door. I confirm it is you with a peek through the peephole, open the door and you walk right in without hesitation.
I close the door and turn to you. You tower over me like a mountain of pure alpha stud muscle, sending my stomach into dips and flips; my little white dicklette drips with anticipation of what you have in store for me.
You flash that grin that tells me that you can see right through me. And you see that I am, as always when you are near, in an advanced state of shameful lust, consumed by primal desire and fear.
“Strip to your panties,” you command. Your words echo in my head as I obey. I kick off my shoes, throw off my shirt and drop my pants so I am standing before you in naught but girlie pink panties that betray my stiff and tiny boy clitty.
You laugh and ask, “Are you hard for me, boy?” You know the answer but you like to hear me say it. This is all part of it for you; you get off on dominating and humiliating your cocksucker. “Well,” you ask again, “are you hard for me?”
My face flushes as I respond with a whispered, “yes.”
“Yes, what?” you continue, demanding that I say all the words. “Say it, boy.”
I look down at my little stiffy, tenting my pink panties. “Yes. I am hard for you,” I reply with the same low whisper – the walls are thin and my neighbors are home.
My admission brings another smile to your face and you move in closer, resting your hands on my shoulders. “Your legs are turning to rubber. I can feel you shaking,” you say as you apply steady downward pressure to my shoulders.
So true. My legs are weak beneath me and I am unable (or unwilling) to resist dropping to my knees.
I look up to watch you strip out of your tee shirt and shorts. My eyes wander over your gym-built body, from your powerful shoulders over your chiseled trunk and finally down to your prodigious package that dangles long and thick just inches before my face.
I ask you if I can touch it.
You look down and say "yes".
I reach out and take your stiffening cock in one as the other hand gently massages your balls. Your cock throbs and swells in my palm; so hard, so powerful.
My little clitty dick drips in my panties as I look into your eyes, awaiting your next command.
“Ask me,” you say. “Ask me to let you suck my big, black dick. I want to hear you ask me and I want you to ask me nicely,” you continue. “Say, ‘Please, may I suck your black cock?’”
I consider what it means to say these words out loud and how much I don’t want my neighbors to hear what is happening in here.
“Please,” I say, “keep it down. My neighbors will hear you.”
“Then say it,” you insist. “Beg to suck my cock, or I make SURE your neighbors hear every raunchy sound of this session.”
I’m in no position to argue, so I comply and beg for the honor of worshiping your big black cock.
“See?” you say, smiling. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” You stare down at me, waiting for an answer.
“No,” I whisper as I lean in to bring my face closer till I feel your body heat radiating against my cheek. I keep stroking you as I run my lips and my tongue along the length of your shaft, all the way up to the tip, and then back down to take your balls, one at a time, into my mouth.
Within just a few seconds of tasting you, I am consumed by lust and desire. I rub your hardness all over my face as I kiss and suck and lick over the entirety of your manhood.
I work my way from your balls back up to the tip where I pause and look up into your eyes before I slowly stretch my lips over the smooth knob and take your dick into my warm, hungry mouth; my eyes locked on yours.
My mouth is almost filled with your dick, and more than half remains exposed between my lips and your body. My hands slip around to your hips as you take my head into your hands.
You're in total control; dominating me with your big cock, establishing and re-establishing that you are superior to me in every way as, inch by inch, you feed the full measure of your big dick into my throat.
I am stretched around you like a rubber masturbation sleeve, in complete submission to you. When the last of your thick inches disappear into my mouth, you begin a pattern of long, full-length strokes – driving your black cock down into me till your balls slap my neck and then back out till only the fat knob remains enveloped by my rubbery lips.
Again and again, you slam away at my face, fucking my mouth like it’s your pussy. You are relentless, thrusting harder as I start to choke and gag on you. And when it crosses that I may well suffocate on your powerful cock – right here, on my knees, in my apartment - my little clitty begins to squirt, soaking my panties.
As my orgasm subsides, I hear you grunt and growl. "Take it, cocksucker! Take my dick in your pussy mouth!"
You then pull back and rapidly stroke your cock mere inches from my face. I sit there on my knees with my mouth, coughing and drooling, wide open and waiting for your cum. I want your cum. Please give it to me.
You groan and flood my hungry mouth with your hot cum, going off like a firehose with a wide open valve. You are shooting your cum right into my stomach… your ocean-sized load fills my stomach till my flat tummy swells out round, like a giant water balloon.
Your orgasm seems to go on forever, pumping so much cum down my throat that my insides are swimming in your baby-making cum!
A sudden knock jolts me from my silent fantasy and sends me scrambling to the door. I confirm it is you with a peek through the peephole, open the door and you walk right in without hesitation.
I close the door and turn to you. You tower over me like a mountain of pure alpha stud muscle, sending my stomach into dips and flips; my little white dicklette drips with anticipation of what you have in store for me.
You flash that grin that tells me that you can see right through me. And you see that I am, as always when you are near, in an advanced state of shameful lust, consumed by primal desire and fear.
“Strip to your panties,” you command. Your words echo in my head as I obey. I kick off my shoes, throw off my shirt and drop my pants so I am standing before you in naught but girlie pink panties that betray my stiff and tiny boy clitty.
You laugh and ask, “Are you hard for me, boy?” You know the answer but you like to hear me say it. This is all part of it for you; you get off on dominating and humiliating your cocksucker. “Well,” you ask again, “are you hard for me?”
My face flushes as I respond with a whispered, “yes.”
“Yes, what?” you continue, demanding that I say all the words. “Say it, boy.”
I look down at my little stiffy, tenting my pink panties. “Yes. I am hard for you,” I reply with the same low whisper – the walls are thin and my neighbors are home.
My admission brings another smile to your face and you move in closer, resting your hands on my shoulders. “Your legs are turning to rubber. I can feel you shaking,” you say as you apply steady downward pressure to my shoulders.
So true. My legs are weak beneath me and I am unable (or unwilling) to resist dropping to my knees.
I look up to watch you strip out of your tee shirt and shorts. My eyes wander over your gym-built body, from your powerful shoulders over your chiseled trunk and finally down to your prodigious package that dangles long and thick just inches before my face.
I ask you if I can touch it.
You look down and say "yes".
I reach out and take your stiffening cock in one as the other hand gently massages your balls. Your cock throbs and swells in my palm; so hard, so powerful.
My little clitty dick drips in my panties as I look into your eyes, awaiting your next command.
“Ask me,” you say. “Ask me to let you suck my big, black dick. I want to hear you ask me and I want you to ask me nicely,” you continue. “Say, ‘Please, may I suck your black cock?’”
I consider what it means to say these words out loud and how much I don’t want my neighbors to hear what is happening in here.
“Please,” I say, “keep it down. My neighbors will hear you.”
“Then say it,” you insist. “Beg to suck my cock, or I make SURE your neighbors hear every raunchy sound of this session.”
I’m in no position to argue, so I comply and beg for the honor of worshiping your big black cock.
“See?” you say, smiling. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” You stare down at me, waiting for an answer.
“No,” I whisper as I lean in to bring my face closer till I feel your body heat radiating against my cheek. I keep stroking you as I run my lips and my tongue along the length of your shaft, all the way up to the tip, and then back down to take your balls, one at a time, into my mouth.
Within just a few seconds of tasting you, I am consumed by lust and desire. I rub your hardness all over my face as I kiss and suck and lick over the entirety of your manhood.
I work my way from your balls back up to the tip where I pause and look up into your eyes before I slowly stretch my lips over the smooth knob and take your dick into my warm, hungry mouth; my eyes locked on yours.
My mouth is almost filled with your dick, and more than half remains exposed between my lips and your body. My hands slip around to your hips as you take my head into your hands.
You're in total control; dominating me with your big cock, establishing and re-establishing that you are superior to me in every way as, inch by inch, you feed the full measure of your big dick into my throat.
I am stretched around you like a rubber masturbation sleeve, in complete submission to you. When the last of your thick inches disappear into my mouth, you begin a pattern of long, full-length strokes – driving your black cock down into me till your balls slap my neck and then back out till only the fat knob remains enveloped by my rubbery lips.
Again and again, you slam away at my face, fucking my mouth like it’s your pussy. You are relentless, thrusting harder as I start to choke and gag on you. And when it crosses that I may well suffocate on your powerful cock – right here, on my knees, in my apartment - my little clitty begins to squirt, soaking my panties.
As my orgasm subsides, I hear you grunt and growl. "Take it, cocksucker! Take my dick in your pussy mouth!"
You then pull back and rapidly stroke your cock mere inches from my face. I sit there on my knees with my mouth, coughing and drooling, wide open and waiting for your cum. I want your cum. Please give it to me.
You groan and flood my hungry mouth with your hot cum, going off like a firehose with a wide open valve. You are shooting your cum right into my stomach… your ocean-sized load fills my stomach till my flat tummy swells out round, like a giant water balloon.
Your orgasm seems to go on forever, pumping so much cum down my throat that my insides are swimming in your baby-making cum!
