Cock Service

Jerry stayed sitting in a chair, staring at the empty space where the girl had been.

Watching Clara masturbating in front of her window had made his cock rock hard, and now that she was gone, his mind was finally free to think. Oh sure, he was still extremely aroused. Having total control over everyone, including any hot girl in the entire world, was definitely a huge turn-on. But he was now thinking a bit more clearly, trying to figure out how to proceed from here.

You spend your life crying over choices you don't have but once you are given all the choices, you find yourself frozen like a deer in headlights.

"What do I want?" He finally asked himself.

What wasn't there to want? He was feeling stuck, pushed by a strong wind of indecision.

A hundred faces were flashing through his mind. A hundred women he'd desired, from the hot local barmaid to his too many exes, all of them desirable, and all of them his to take.

"What is the point of having the ability to fuck anyone you want if you can't even decide who to fuck?" He finally exclaimed, extremely frustrated.

He opened Facebook once again and started scrolling through his suggested contacts, trying to look for women he knew but wasn't exactly friend with. He wanted to experiment with someone new, or at least someone he wasn't too familiar with.

"A blank canvas." He thought.

It only took him a few minutes before stumbling on an intriguing profile. A girl named Lisa Ryan. He had met her at a party a couple years ago and she had left him with quite a strong impression. Now that he was thinking about it, he wasn't the only one she'd left impressed. All the guys at the party had stared at her with lust in their eyes.

She was simply gorgeous. A tall redhead, with long slender legs, a perfect hourglass body, and tits to die for. Her skin was flawless and her face was stunningly beautiful with eyes that could pierce your soul.

She was an art restorer in her early thirties. She was a little eccentric, but seemed passionate about her work and was apparently pretty successful.

"Hey, Lisa." He typed. "This is Jerry Allen. We met at Kyle's party two years ago. Do you remember me?"

She replied immediately, or rather, her mind did.

"Hey Jerry. I'm not sure I remember you. Sorry."

"That's fine, Lisa." He replied. "You want to contact me because you need my cock."

"I do? What do you mean?"

"You desperately need to service my cock." He explained, hoping such a clumsy attempt would yield results, just like it did for Chloe and Clara.

"I desperately need to service your cock." She replied.

"You realize this is your purpose in life. Servicing my cock, bringing it pleasure, any way you can."

"Yes. It is my purpose."

Jerry grinned like a mad man. His cock was so hard it hurt, and he had never felt this much excitement in his entire life.

"Then come and find me!"

He stared at his phone, wondering if she'd ask for more details. After all, it seemed she did not remember him. But no message came.

He waited for about half an hour, confused as to whether or not he should send her another message.

But then, right as he was about to start typing again, he heard a knock on the door.

"Hello? Jerry" A voice called from outside.

Jerry jumped up and ran to the door.

"Who is it?" He yelled.

"It's me, Lisa." The voice replied. "We met at Kyle's party."

Jerry tried his best to remain calm and unlocked the door.

Here she was, Lisa Ryan, dressed in a tight white top and short black skirt, even hotter than her remembered.

"Come in, Lisa." He said.

She walked in and closed the door behind her. He noticed she was very obviously staring at his crotch. She looked nervous, but also excited.

"How did you find my address?" He asked her, curious.

"Oh, well..." She mumbled, her eyes still fixed on his bulge. "I found you on Facebook and tried to message you but you didn't answer so... I asked Kyle where you lived."

"What? Oh fuck!" He exclaimed, suddenly realizing that his phone was now connected on people's mind, but not on any normal network anymore. "Yeah, sorry about that. I broke my phone yesterday."

"Oh, OK. No worries." She said, but she was still completely hypnotized by what she could imagine hiding behind his pants.

"So what can I do for you?" He asked her, almost shaking from the anticipation.

"Well..." She said, blushing and finally looking at him directly, very briefly. "You're going to think I'm crazy..."

"Oh I'm sure I wont."

"Well, I... I... Can I take care of your cock?" She finally blurted, her cheeks burning red.

Jerry's heart skipped a beat. He still had some trouble believing this was even real.

"Well, I don't know... I don't even know you that much." He said, trying to see how far she would go to follow his instructions.

To his surprise, she jumped on her knees and grabbed his pants.

"Please! Please! I'm begging you!" She cried. "I need to service your cock so bad! I don't know what's happening to me, but I need it!"

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" He asked, finding some wicked pleasure in torturing her a little more as her face moved even closer to his dick, like she was about to rip the fabric to get to it.

"Who cares?!" She almost screamed. "Just let me take care of your cock! You wont regret it! I swear!"

"Oh, alright then." He finally said, feeling his balls starting to boil.

He was barely done talking that she was already working on his zipper, almost breaking it in her eagerness to get to his rock hard manhood.

"Oh fuck!" He groaned as she grabbed it and sighed of relief when she started stroking it.

It seemed she simply could not get her eyes off it. The look of pure devotion on her face as she masterfully jerked his cock was something he had never seen before.

"You're pretty good at it." He said, admiring her skill.

"Am I?!" She asked, turning her head toward his face for the second time since she'd arrived. "Does your cock feel good?"

"Oh yes, girl, it does." He confirmed. "But it would feel even better in your mouth."

She gasped like he'd given her a revelation, and she immediately wrapped her incredible lips around his shaft.

"Fuck!" Jerry exclaimed.

Her tongue was twirling around his tip, making him moan with pleasure.

"Mmmhmmm." She moaned as well, clearly enjoying herself. She seemed lost in some kind of trance, her hands firmly holding his hips while her mouth and tongue explored every inch of his dick.

"Damn!" He exclaimed. "You are one hot bitch."

She kept bobbing her head up and down, doing her best to bring him as much pleasure as possible. Her hands were now squeezing his ass and she was panting heavily.

He felt himself getting close to orgasm and pulled out.

"Nooo!" She cried. "I need to service it! Please!"

"Then take your clothes off and let me fuck you!" He ordered.

She quickly stood up and almost teared up her skirt, throwing it on the floor along with her panties.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking hot, girl." He said, staring at her naked legs and wet pussy.

She did not even acknowledge him. Instead, she jumped at him and made him fall, back to the kitchen floor.

"I want your cock inside of me!" She cried, positioning herself above him.

She impaled herself on his dick and he felt it slide deep into her tight hole.

"Does your cock feel good?!" She asked, moving her hips back and forth.

"Oh yeah!" He groaned. "It feels amazing!"

She moaned again and started rocking her hips faster.

"Oh fuck! Your pussy is so tight!" He yelled.

"Does your cock like it?" She asked, panting.

This was getting a bit weird, but he definitely was not going to complain.

"Yes!" He replied. "Your pussy is so damn tight!"

"That's it! Slide your cock inside me!" She screamed, slamming her body against his.

"Oh shit! You're gonna make me cum!" He yelled, feeling his balls tighten.

"Let it cum inside me! Let it fill me with its hot cum!" She demanded, grinding her pussy on his cock.

"Oh fuck!" He exclaimed, exploding inside her.

He could feel his cum shooting deep inside her, filling her tight hole and making her moan with delight.

They stayed locked together until he was completely drained, and she collapsed on top of him, her body still trembling.