A sore loser

I blame the stakes being too one sided for my poor performance in my thoughts, but was quiet as Belle ordered me to kneel between her legs, sitting back against the pillows she piled up in front of the headboard.

The bulge of her semi hard cock made me forget that this was a punishment as my hand gently touched it, felling the warmth and firmness through the fabric as it kept growing.

Her fat head soon peaked out of her shorts, already producing precum and finishing just short of her knee in length as it pulsed, her size making the baggy shorts move with it, as it started to straighten and rise up.

I looked up for a moment, seeing her biting her lower lip in anticipation, before I lowered my head and stuck my tongue out.

"Ohhh..." I licked under her tip, knowing best what feels good but lacking the experience to properly execute it, as was evident by me clumsily trying to put my mouth around it and underestimating her girth, which turned out to be a big sloppy kiss that ended with my lips lingering on her cock slit and tasting her pre.

Her taste was something I couldn't explain. The scent of her own mixing with her shampoo and something musky, a smell I could instantly recognize and classify, but I found nothing that came close to its potency. The way she tasted was similar and I found myself not minding it at all, the complete opposite actually, the feminine and manly odor intoxicating as I went back down.

Her fat cock head was now less of an obstacle as I parted my lips farther and welcomed it into my mouth.

I tried replicating what I saw in porn but found it more difficult than I expected, her tip alone was a tight fit and the many inches that followed seemed impossible as I looked forward.

My right hand held onto her shaft through her pants while I propped myself up on her thigh with the other.

Belle cooed appreciatively and patted my head for a while, before moving between my shoulder blades and pushing me down, making my back arch and my ass stick out in the air.

I slowly worked my way down her length, now about 2 inches past her tip, which in itself was easily 2 inches, when I felt myself hit a wall. I retreated and took a breath, my saliva mixed with her precum and clinging to my lips in lewd strands.

I prepared myself and went back down, taking all of the 4 inches and an extra one, when I started to gag.

"Are you okay?" Belle asked, a tinge of worry in her voice as her hand lifted off my back.

"Mh yeah" I assured her, diving down, only to be stopped by her.

"Let me take these off." Her dick was really hard, only held back by the material of her shorts, as it bent up beyond its capacity, making the other pant leg follow suit, her huge nutsack visible through the opening. She raised her hips and merely pushed them down to her thighs, where I took over and helped her out of them.

Her cock, free of its constriction, swung up and landed on her stomach, a substantial slap audible as it landed against her smooth skin. Her tip overshot her navel by quite a bit and I briefly realized that she could titfuck herself if she had boobs bigger than her current A cups. It hardened fully and grew what must have been another half inch, now reaching its final form and swaying in the air with her heartbeat.

I closed the distance, kneeling, my own boner long forgotten, as my mouth embraced her organ and started bobbing my head up and down. My hands latched onto what I couldn't handle and stroked her shaft.

I alternated between bobbing up and down, stroking her and licking around her head in my mouth, when I felt her hand on my head and the telltale sign of an orgasm building.

She made me look up without dragging me off her pole and I kept my lips sealed tight while my hands picked up the pace.

"Ahh- I have a fat load for you. Are you ready? I'm gonna fill you up. Mmhf HERE... YOU... GO~♡" She looked into my eyes, gripping my hair as I milked her into my mouth, her last word marking the first shot that painted the back of my throat.

Both her hands gripped my hair and her head was thrown back. I had to brace myself and swallow as quickly as possible, because her load continued to shoot into my mouth.

Counting was difficult, as one rope followed the other, peaking in velocity at around 5 and ebbing down at what I assumed to be rope 11. I actually managed to swallow most of it, a few pearly white drops were still visible in her pubic region and on her dick, as well as my chin which I could feel slowly running down.

I kept the last few ropes in my mouth, savoring the distinct taste and thickness as Belle looked down at me. I realized, until when it was over and I looked down for a second, that I looked up at her the entire time, even as she closed her eyes in bliss.

"Ahh I could get used to this..." She said, a smile forming on her face as she looked down at my bulging cheeks. I swallowed the remaining cum, breathing through my mouth as the exhaustion hit me.

Without a second thought, my head moved down to lap up the drops that escaped around her base. Belle seemed surprised for a moment, but didn't object so I continued, now licking her deflating cock until it too was completely clean.

"I never thought I'd enjoy your mouth this much." Belle spoke up, her thoughts likely just flowing out without any intention.

"Me neither." My cheeks redenned as my actions caught up with me.

"You missed some." She teased, her fingers scooping up a drop on my chin and my lips parted to take her in. Her digit lingered there as I was sucking it even after I swallowed what was on her finger. She repeated the process, spoon feeding me the remnants of her semen.

"God you're gonna make me hard again if you keep that up, unless that's what you want?" Her smug grin and suggestive remark made me blush, but dissipated as her expression changed.

"Wait, can you... do something for me?" It was as if a light bulb went off over her head as she sprung up and out of the bed.

I looked on curiously as she went to her desk, eyeing something on the ground.

"This has always been a fantasy, can you um can you get under my desk?" She dragged her chair to reveal the open space and looked at me, her face far too insecure for someone that just blasted my mouth with her baby batter.

I got up and inspected the crammed cavity, a persistent pleading next to me coaxed out an 'ok' on my part, which then led to her giddily sitting down in the gaming chair, while I made myself as small as possible and parked my ass inside.

I changed my squatted position to a kneeling one and saw Belle's excited expression for a last time, until she rolled forward, her spread legs eclipsing most of the light that seeped in from the outside.

It actually didn't feel too crammed, just barely high enough for me to sit on my heels and wide enough for her legs to be around me, though I couldn't be fully upright.

The evening had already begun and her big light was turned off, so the screen reflecting off of her and illuminating the rest of the room acted as my only light source.

She sat on the edge of her seat, making her balls and semi-flaccid prick hang low. The clatter of her keyboard told me she was doing something up there, what I didn't know and I didn't care, as she flexed her dick, intentional or not, the swinging muscle demanding my full attention.

My hands remained on my knees as I bend forward and kissed the vein littered backside of her dong. Another flex of the muscle made it effortlessly slap against my lips , which I followed by another kiss, the pattern repeating itself as her cock grew hard, slowly rising up and putting up more of a resistance to my pecks.

I had to back away slightly as it, for the fourth time today, reached full mast, her tip knocking against the bottom of the desk. I watched it buck about wildly, her patience waning with each thud against the table.

My fingers grabbed a hold of it, hot breaths grazing the skin as I readied myself.

The irregular tapping of her keyboard stopped in time with my mouth latching onto the first 3 inches of her fat schlong. I began to suck, my mouth immitating a vacuum as best as it can and I heard the first noise she's made since I've been down here.

Her moan reverberated in the confines of my makeshift cell, a strange pride swelling inside as I dislodged from the meatpole with an audible pop.

Her gaming resumed at the surface while I took my time in worshipping her below, taking first her tip, then an inch and another and another. I went slow, my experience and the limited space, as well as my curiosity, didn't allow for a quicker blowjob and my mouth imprinted the shape of her member into its walls and, by extension, my memory.

Same went for her taste, I practically coated every inch of my tongue with her in hopes that I'd taste it all night.

I sucked one of her balls into my mouth, surprised at just how big it was and gave it a thorough tongue bath, doing the same for the other one, her cock resting on my face, as Belle inched closer to the edge of her seat, before I continued with the main course.

Absent groans and sighs came more frequently now, as I have figured out what she likes. One maneuver I've learned included me kissing down the side of her shaft as my hand twisted her cockhead in my palm and ending in a big lick all the way to the head, where I took her as deep as I could.

I could swear I felt her load build up for almost a minute as every breath out from her included a lustful feminine but deep sounding moan, the button presses, being one of my only indications of what she was doing, became very erratic, until they stopped completely.

Belle's build up reached its climax with her rising from her seat and thrusting into my throat. She literally knocked me onto my ass, her feet planted firmly at my sides next to my hands as her dick pinned me against the wall, my head thrust against it, though not hard enough to be painful.

With a final constrained breath she released her torrent, the first shot warm and long as it traveled down my esophagus directly into my stomach, her second shot followed in similar fashion, before I coughed and dispersed the contents of her third rope onto my face and my world went white.

Despite my trouble and slight panic, I didn't make a single move to pull off, concentrating everything to surpress my gag reflex and being rewarded with more hot ropes of cum being pumped straight down my gullet, while my throat contracted in an effort to swallow, only to milk more of the creamy semen out of her.

Soon I could feel her orgasm subside and Belle moved to sit back down, at which point the head inside my jaw literally dragged me with her, her cock only dislodging itself as her butt touched the chair.

I took rushed breaths and swallowed experimentally for a few times, before I realized what just happened.

My throat got used like a fleshlight, I came in my pants without touching myself and all I could feel was joy as I crawled forward.

"Wooh, that was insane, I've never had to cum that bad before." She patted my head while I cleaned her off, staring down at me with glassy eyes when I looked up with her deflating cock in my mouth.

She was happy to lean back and watch me service her while she caught her breath.

"You cum so much..." I absentmindedly commented, remembering how this is her fourth load today and it seemed like one of the bigger ones.

"Yeah? You wanna know a secret?" She grinned down and paused for dramatic effect. "I've been trying to make my load bigger. I already notice an improvement, but I've only started monday." She went on and continued to explain how she did some research online and tried doing everything that seemed to have at least some believability to it.

She did some exercises that helped her blood circulation, wore less constricting clothes, went outside more and most of all changed her diet. My dinner from earlier actually fell in line perfectly for her and now that I think about it, I did remember her swearing off of frozen pizza earlier this week, which I thought was odd as she was usually the person that bought the jumbo package in the first place.

I offered my help if she needed it, which got me a crude remark that likened me to a golddigger, the white gold in question being her cum, a play on words that wasn't even that good but made me unable to quip back, as my cheeks flushed red.

We chatted for a little longer, until I excused myself to the bathroom to get ready for the night.

I got up, flushed and went to the sink to brush my teeth. I wasn't that **** to clean my mouth from the meticulous cock bath I gave myself earlier, because I had an even better idea.

I brushed my tongue, carefully going to the point my gag reflex set in and worked on that spot, lingering a few seconds longer each time, until I heard a knock.

Unlocking and opening revealed Belle who simply greeted me and told me to continue. Wary I turned to the sink and continued brushing my teeth normally, when I heard the toilet seat hit the cistern and a familiar waterfall begin. I spectated her through the mirror, seeing the powerful stream and her shake off the last drops, before stowing it back into her shorts.

"Wait. Good night." We both finished at the same time and she saw I was about to leave, prompting her to call out to me. She closed the distance and, standing on tiptoes, gave my lips a quick kiss. I couldn't fully process it and simply echoed her farewell to take my leave, when she held my shoulder.

"Wait, you forgot someone..." I saw her pout and point down, my brain connecting the dots instantly. Seeing her insistence, I got on my knees, leaned forward and planted a big smooch at the base of her shaft, her hand keeping me in place for a second. "Night night~" She send me off giggling and satisfied and I dragged myself to my room, falling into bed sore, especially my jaw muscles.