Eliza sucks him off.

Eliza sat next to Jason, her heart pounding in her chest. This was something she may have fantasized about all the time, but was always too timid to ask. Jason could see her hesitation, opting to make the first move. His face inched closer to hers until their lips touched, the two sharing their first kiss. He was better at it than Eliza would have thought, her mind falling in a trance at the sensation.

One hand wrapped around the small of her back, pulling her even deeper into the kiss. His other hand petted her side, stroking up and down sending an avalanche of chills along the way. After a while Jason found his way underneath her shirt, his bare skin gliding gently across her stomach. It continued like this for a while until the hand started to slip underneath her pants, to which she instinctively grabbed his arm.

“Hey, don't get carried away.”

“Says the woman who owns a whole slew of sex toys.” Eliza stared at him blankly, hesitating before she spoke.

“I…have no such thing.” Jason raised an eyebrow.

“Tell the truth.”

“I have a collection under my bed…fuck!” Eliza cursed, more embarrassed that she had admitted that out loud. This thing might just be the **** of her.

“See, is that so hard? If we’re going to have this kind of relationship, you can’t keep lying to me.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Jason remarked, , though before he went into any kind of explanation, Eliza felt herself suddenly being pushed back. A girlish yelp escaped as Jason **** her to the couch, straddling her with a hand pressed down on the nape of her neck. Eliza turned a bright red because, fuck, that was actually kind of hot. “This is the kind of relationship you want, right?”

“Y-yes.” Eliza stuttered, unsure if she answered willfully or the necklace answered for her. It didn’t matter as she felt her heart jump out of her chest, engorging every part of her. “Where did this come from all of a sudden?”

“There’s actually quite a lot you don’t know about me.” On his face appeared an almost devilish grin, which Eliza was unsure if she should be worried about it or not. “Now, be a good little girl and get on your knees. Let’s see just how well you can service your master.”

“Master? Really?” Eliza asked, her body automatically assuming the position in front of him. It’s kinda weird, she’s starting to get used to her body moving on its own.

“Yes, master. That is what you’ll call me when we are alone together from now on.” Eliza opened her mouth to retort back, but was stunned as a zipping sound filled the air. Out of his pants dropped a rather impressive cock, it bouncing in front of her face as it stood at attention. It was…bigger than she thought it was, and that thing was supposed to fit in her mouth? At that moment she realized her body had instinctively leaned closer to his manhood, only inches away from her mouth. She bit her lip as she backed away slowly, slightly dreading the words she was about to say.

“I’m sorry, I’ve never done this before. Besides, it’s probably not the best idea-” She stopped mid sentence as she felt his hand stoke the back of her head, though this also inadvertently pulled her closer to his cock once more.

“Don’t be timid, I’m honored to be your first.” Eliza opened her mouth to retort back, but this only succeeded in filling her nostrils with his musky scent, which sent her head spinning. After a moment simply staring at his twitching member, she threw caution to the wind. Her own privates were becoming itchy and agitated, if doing this meant a faster release, then she would give him the best damn blowjob he’s ever had.

She took the base of his cock into her hands and aimed it towards her lips. Even with her hand firmly around his shaft, she still had plenty of room to work with as she started licking around his sensitive head. Quiet, pleasurable moans leaked out of Jason as Eliza served the tip of his cock, which only fueled her lust even more. Eliza began to slide the thick shaft down her throat, but then disaster struck. Being lost in the moment, Eliza forgot about her unnaturally strong gag reflex, which **** her head back as she practically dry heaved.

“Are you ok?” He asked, sincerity in his voice. Even with his aggressive tones from earlier, it was reassuring that he still did care for her well being, even if her distress was caused by her literally **** on his dick. Eliza coughed a couple of times before answering, a bad taste surfacing in the back of her throat.

“I’m sorry master…master? God damn it.” Eliza shook her head, her face turning red with embarrassment. “Anyway, I’m fine. I just…forgot about my gag reflex. It was the reason I never done this before.” Eliza’s eyes took the ground, a feeling of shame rising inside of her. Wait, why was she feeling like this? Was she really ashamed that she can’t give Jason a blowjob? Is that something she should be ashamed about?

“It’s fine, just don’t gag. Try again.” Eliza couldn’t believe the words that came out of his mouth.

“It doesn’t work like that, I might-huungh!” Eliza is cut off by her own body, it forcing itself onto his cock. She could feel his girthy member sliding down her tongue towards the back of her throat, getting to the point where she was going to heave again. But then, it didn’t happen, her gag reflex didn’t activate. She was able to take Jason all the way back, his lengthy shaft having to bend slightly to follow the curvature of her throat. The cock twitched against her, pulsating as it fought to retain its rigid shape. Though with him so deep, she was also unable to breathe. She coughed as he unsheathed his member from her mouth, her throat in slight pain from the sudden insertion.

“See, what did I tell you?” He said in a smug voice, though his tone shifted once he saw Eliza’s irritated expression.

“Dammit Master, that hurt…” Eliza stared blankly at Jason, both simultaneously mad at him and embarrassed once again for calling him master.

“Sorry, I got carried away.”

“Yeah you did…” Eliza glanced back at his dick, it shining in the dull light as it twitched. “Just…let me do this at my own pace, alright?” She didn’t wait for an answer, taking his cock back into her hand. There was an urge deep inside of her that was pushing her to service him, a need to make him feel good. Eliza was unsure if this was the necklace’s doing, or it was just in her nature to want to pleasure her partner. The reason didn’t matter, as she no longer had a gag reflex, and she was about to make use of that.

She started by licking at the tip again, her tongue gliding effortlessly against his already lubricated head. Another string of subdued moans escaped Jason’s lips, a sign that she was on the right track. Taking him in even deeper, she began bobbing her head back and forth, sucking on his member as she rubbed her tongue against his shaft. Lewd gurgling noises accompanied Jason’s inability to stay quiet, the room being filled with moans and the sounds of sex.

A set of hands clutched the back of her head, not dictating her movements but rather going along with them. Jason also started gyrating his hips opposite of her, increasing the speed and stimulation as well as creeping deeper and deeper into her throat. The urge to make him cum grew even greater inside of her, wanting nothing more than to please him in that moment. The gurgling noises rose in volume as she picked up the speed, his cock scorching her throat as she took him to the base.

It almost swelled as it breached the back of her throat, pulsating more and more violently with each thrust forward. His fingers clutched tightly through her hair, pulling at and exerting a pressure against her scalp. He pulled her forward, his hips shaking as the stimulation reached its boiling point. Eliza could feel his cock spasm vigorously in her throat, it pulsating a couple of times before releasing his hot seed. It scorched the back of her throat as it deposited more and more thick cum deep inside of her. Eliza was left with no option other than to swallow the viscous liquid, not wanting to cough it back up.

Jason moaned in satisfaction as he finally let go of the **** grip on her hair, letting Eliza back away. She coughed slightly as his seed continued to stick to the back of her throat, leaving a slightly salty and bitter taste in her mouth. Though seeing Jason’s satisfied face made it worth it, unable to help beaming in self gratification.