Harsh Irrumatio

“Mm, just like that,” Amy sighs in pleasure as my tongue slides up her shaft, drawing all the way up to her crown. I kiss her crown gently, moaning softly against her meat as I kiss my way back down to her balls. I take a slow breath, blinking.

“Amy, what'm I do- ... ?”

“Ugh, open core process!” Amy growls, and my body immediately freezes. My lips fall open and she rolls her hips, sliding in, driving herself to the hilt and pushing my head down. She bucks her hips firmly, pushing her balls firmly onto my tongue.

“From now on, when I have my cock out, you will enter a docile and submissive state as my faggot,” she intones, as I kneel in mindless silence, her balls on my tongue, her cock holstered down my throat, “Flick your tongue to confirm command.”

My tongue flexes underneath her balls, caressing them as she sighs in satisfaction. “Good. Once you enter this state, you'll remain in this state until I have been sated. When I am satisfied, I will say deactivate, and you will have no memory of use.”

I flex my tongue in mindless confirmation once more. She pulls out slowly, sliding her balls from my mouth, and her meat from my throat. As it slides back out of my mouth completely, Amy sighs, looking down at me, sighing, “Close core process.”

My eyes flutter as Amy's cock slides into my mouth, and I moan involuntarily. I feel her fingers tightening in my hair and see her muscles flexing, tensing. Her hips sway forward until her balls hit my chin, and she sighs, “Now, take it, faggot!”

I smile around her cock, moaning softly and sucking as best I can until she pulls her hips back. I look up as her hips snap forward, grunting softly as her hips slap against my face hard enough to sting my cheeks. Her hips swing back, and I gasp.

Her hips snap forward again, and I grunt helplessly, taking it as commanded. My eyes remain focused up on her face, and her blue eyes remain focused on me. I kneel, silent and docile, obediently taking it as she begins to plough my mouth hard.

“Fuck, you like this, don't you?” she asks rhetorically, but I moan mindlessly in submission, “Yea, I knew you would, fag!” My eyes flutter, focusing up on her as she picks up the pace further and further, driving harder and faster on each stroke.

She moans softly, her eyes flicking away from mine as her fingers tighten in my hair. My scalp stings, but I just continue sucking Amy's prick as it repeatedly pistons down my throat. I can't even gag or choke on it, in spite of my inexperience.

I smile around her cock in mindless contentment as she pumps against me, fucking my mouth as fast and hard as she can, without risk of actually harming me. My eyes remain on her face, even as she ignores me, looking at the ceiling, using me.

“Fuck, such a good faggot!” she hisses in pleasure, and I can't help but smile happily around her cock as she hammers into me, from being called that. My throat swells with each thrust, her prick thick enough to be visible going down my throat.

The scent of her musk fills my lungs. The taste of her cock drowns my tongue. Her eyes drop back down to make contact, as I feel her heartbeat quickening in my mouth. Amy's lips twitch with a satisfied smirk. “I should just keep you like this!”

I can't imagine why she wouldn't, but it doesn't matter. I continue to mindlessly suck her cock as she slams it all the way to the hilt down my throat. I can feel the throb of her need bubbling, like water coming to a boil, as her fingers tighten.

“Fuck, yes! Take it, you fucking faggot!” she snarls with arousal, slamming herself to the hilt, holding my head firmly and forcing me to stop with her meat pulsing hard in my mouth. She groans in pain as I stare at her hips pressed to my eyes.

“Not yet, not yet!” she hisses to herself, “Fuck this is so good!” She holds me down until the pulsing subsides a bit, before pulling my hair and drawing her hips back. I gasp brainlessly for air around her cock before she begins slamming in again.

Twice more, Amy edges herself against my face, hammering me until she physically has to stop. She catches her breath, then resumes again, using me as a warm, breathing flesh-light, before she can't take it any more, before it's inevitable.