Fellatio

“May I simply suck your cock this time?” I ask, and Amy nods.

“Go ahead, faggot. Suck my cock,” Amy answers, and I nod, wrapping my lips back around her cock and sliding my mouth down on it. I close my eyes and savour my new life, the flavour of her on my tongue, her fragrant musk flooding my lungs.

I moan softly, offering her pleasurable vibrations, as I sink until my lips reach her hilt. I don't choke or gag on her length, I simply slide down until she's hilt-deep. My parents have broken me of any gag reflex I might have had, I suppose, maybe?

I suck hard, swallowing around her cock and grinding my tongue along the underside, moaning as I slide my mouth up her shaft. I breathe in around her meat as soon as it leaves my throat, sliding my soft lips up her phallic muscle, up to the tip.

I look up at her, and she's smiling down at me, focusing her eyes on mine. I smile around her crown, grinding my tongue into the sensitive frenulum, and she shivers and her hips twitch. She could still decide to fuck my mouth if she wants to.

We both know it, but she's true to her word. She gave me the choice, and said I could suck. I slide my mouth back down it, keeping my eyes on hers, now, showing her my submission and contentment. I suck hard, tightening my mouth as I raise.

“Fuck, you're good at this, faggot,” Amy sighs in pleasure, stroking my hair lovingly, as I bob my head, worshipping her rod with my entire mouth. I moan gently in answer, smiling around her thick phallus as I slide my lips up and down on it.

“Mm-Hmm,” I moan happily on her cock, sucking lovingly and offering pleasurable vibrations to her while I'm doing that. She sighs in pleasure, stroking my scalp affectionately, but makes no move to start swaying her hips or contribute motion.

I lift my hands to cup her hips, steadying myself as I pick up the pace, bobbing my head harder and faster on Amy's cock, and she coos softly. Her breath hitches while her eyes remain focused on mine, and she bites her lower lip, shuddering.

“Fuck this is amazing, faggot, this is so much better than this morning,” Amy assures me, “You'll never remember that ... but holy fuck this is better, faggot.” I moan happily on her meat as I hear that, worshipping her phallus with my mouth.

I can feel her arousal burning against my tongue, in my lips and throat, as I slide my mouth down on her, grinding to the hilt. For about thirty minutes, I simply kneel, happily sucking Amy's cock until I feel her starting to pulse in my mouth.

“Where do you want it, faggot?” she asks, and I look up, sliding my mouth off her cock.

“Feed it to me?” I ask, and she nods, tightening her fingers in my hair.

“Do you want me to holster myself in your mouth?” she asks, knowing I probably can't do that on my own.

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