Have Sophie suck you cock

The sight of her kneeling in front of you, bound, lips parted, her thighs trembling from nervousness, turns you on no end, and an obvious outlet is her mouth.

You stand in front of Sophie, your erect cock dancing inches from her face. Her eyes are locked on the tip of your cock.

She's always been an amazing cock sucker, but you have a feeling this is going to be even better.

You take her head in your hands, holding her in place so she can't squirm away, then start slowly pumping into her mouth.

To her credit, she only gags once, and it's obvious that being made to gag is actually a turn on for her, because as her body convulses from gagging, her jerking motions shift to the kind of wild, almost painful gestures of her orgasm that you know so well - her thigh muscles jerk uncontrollably, her back arches, and she cries out loud, screaming, though the sound is muffled by your cock.

You can feel her hot tears on her cheeks, running between her cheeks and the palms of your hands as you cradle her face and continue to fuck her mouth.

Finally you shoot your load into her - a seemingly unending stream of come that slowly tapers into a series of small convulsions.

You pull out of her mouth, and she gasps for breath.

“You need to spit out?” you ask her.

She shakes her head. “I swallowed it,” she whispers hoarsely, surprising you. In the past year, she's never swallowed your come, and has been pretty adamant about it.

“Why?” you ask.

She looks perplexed. “I - I don't know. It just feels right now. You want me like this - like I am - and, I don't know, just knowing that you want to do this to me, it changes everything, you know? I always wanted to swallow - well, not really, it's not exactly tasty - but I always wanted to be in a position where swallowing was the right gesture. The right attitude. I never gave myself permission to indulge that fantasy with you.”

“And now, you make me feel like I'd need permission not to swallow. You know? That pushes all kinds of buttons. I remember the feeling of having a cock - Jesus, not having one, and having you use me with yours like that, having it feel so damned non-reciprocal, is just amazing. Jeez, look at me, I'm shaking,” she says, looking down at herself. Her thighs are trembling, and her breasts jiggle a little as her chest shudders.