Melinda Sucks

When he woke again it was already dark. There was a quilt over him, and a pillow under his head, but he was still on the floor. Melinda was curled naked at his feet on top of the quilt. He looked at his pet-girl. She was undoubtedly hot and utterly devoted to him. His cock twitched and he considered briefly smearing it in petfood, but hoped that wouldn't be necessary. He pulled back the quilt and crawled over to her, so that his cock was directly over her face. He stroked her hair and she blinked her eyes open, quickly awake, staring at the cock in front of her. In a moment, she licked her lips and as his cock descended she opened wide and allowed him to slide it straight in before she started sucking greedily.

In a few moments, she had righted herself allowing him to sit down on the quilt so that she could service him properly, bobbing her head furiously in his lap sucking for all she was worth. Jason let out a sigh of contentment. This was exactly how he should wake up every day, with a loyal pet desperately sucking him off. Jason lay back and relaxed letting her do all the work - which she was keen to do. He stroked her hair fondly as she thrust her face, mouth first over and over down the length of his cock, as if eager to prove she could kiss his abdomen with his entire cock still in her throat.

Jason knew this might take a while, but he didn't care, it was blissful and he knew that when he eventually blew his load he wouldn't have to tell her to swallow it. She would be **** to do it.

Meanwhile, across town, Cassidy was finishing her shift. The events of the night before were already beginning to take on a sepia tinged dreamlike quality as if the memories belonged to someone else. She had gotten on the bus home and had just sat down beside an old woman when she felt her face begin to flush. Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead and she clasped her hands into fists. "Fuck!" she whispered under her breath. Electric tingles broke out all over her. She threw her head back "Nnnngh!" she grunted."Are you ok dear?" asked the old woman.

"Uh. Yes. I think so....YES!" she squealed unable to help herself. She clenched her legs together and slotted a hand between them holding onto her pussy through her shiny black leggings. She rocked backwards and forwards, panting hard, then put her other hand to her mouth to try to block out the scream she knew she was about to make.

When Cassidy eventually recovered from her impromptu orgasm, she realized several other commuters were staring at her, and decided to get up and get off the bus at the next stop to save further embarrassment. What the hell was going on?