Fellatio

“Suck, faggot,” Amy commands, plainly. I arch my spine and lift my head, wrapping my lips around her crown and sinking down to the hilt without a word. She made it clear my mouth was not for speaking, so I don't bother, I simply get to work.

Amy sighs happily as my lips sink to her hilt, grinding my tongue along her underside all the way down. I smile around it, to the best of my ability, as I look up at her, making eye contact. I bob my head slowly upwards, moaning all the way up.

“Fuck, yes, faggot!” Amy purrs the words in contentment, “This is all you're good for, isn't it?” I moan softly in response, and Amy grins at me. She's very pleased that I know my place in the world, that I've accepted that this is where I belong.

I bob my head slow, working her meat with my mouth, happy with her big, beautiful cock in my mouth. I smile lovingly around her, moaning to offer her sensual vibrations as I pick up the pace a little. Propped on one elbow, Amy smiles back.

“That's it, faggot,” Amy says softly, stroking my hair lovingly, “Suck your best friend's dick like the fucking faggot you are. This is where you've always been meant to be. What do you have to say to me?” I lift my head slowly, my eyes set on hers.

“Thank you, Amy,” I murmur around her crown as I lift up to be able to speak, “You knew me better than I knew myself.” Amy beams at me with delight, as I clearly chose the right words to express my feelings. She strokes my dark hair gently.

“It's a best friend's job to know such things, faggot,” she assures me, as my mouth slides back down her cock and I resume sucking it, “and to help her best friend get what he deserves. You deserve this. I'm happy to put you where you belong.”

I never realised how much better my life would be like this, but Amy did, and that's all that matters. I suck hard, bobbing my head faster for her, and Amy relaxes, smiling at me and watching me. I think she enjoys seeing my mouth on her cock.

I glide my soft lips down her thick, hard shaft, grinding my tongue along the underside as I take her to the hilt. I swallow, as soon as my lips lock around the base. I let the muscles of my throat stroke her cock before I moan on my way up, again.

I breathe in, filling my lungs with her sweet, savoury musk, as I reach the crown. I roll my tongue around her, grinding the tip against her sensitive frenulum, worshipping her with every part of my mouth and throat for what she's done for me.

“Fuck, you're so good at this, faggot,” Amy purrs in pleasure, watching my mouth rise and fall on her cock in a smooth and contented rhythm. “That's it, slut, keep working my cock. I love seeing you happy like this.” I smile as I continue sucking.

“I'm going to cum soon,” she warns, “Then we'll head to the registration office.”

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