Open Your Mouth

Lois' lips were pressed against the tip of her dick. It was...weird. She had performed oral sex on men before, but now she was touching her own mouth to her own dick, and it was...just something new. Not some ecstatic experience, as much as her heart was pounding, back aching from the awkwardness of being bent so far forward, cock so stiff it was almost painful. As she squatted there, lips pressed to the warm head of her own cock, the endless audio refrain suddenly changed.

...openyourMOUTHspreadyourLIPSyouknowYOUwantitNEEDitopen...

Carefully, almost reluctantly, Lois parted her lips. The cock dangled there, just the tip of it within reach. Her cock throbbed, **** for...what? To plunge into some warm, wet hole? To bury itself deep and release its sticky load? Feeling the gentle hands on her shoulders, keeping her contorted, Lois didn't quite see that happening.

...LICKthetipEXTENDyourtongueTASTEthatcockLIKEyouloveDICK...

Her tongue unfurled, the warm, wet organ touching the sensitive tip. She could feel the little slit of the urethra with the tip of her tongue, the bit of fluid there. Salty, and hauntingly familiar. Lois let her tongue explore the tip, not even trying to push herself any farther, just marveling in the feel of the hot tongue on her swollen cock, sensations traveling from both ends back to her. The purple helmet was so taut and firm, harder than her nipples, the flesh smooth.

...EXPLOREyourcockSEARCHwithyourTONGUEmakeitCLEAN...

Part of Lois wondered if she even needed the audio track at this point. Already she was stretching her tongue out as far as it would go, swirling it around the sensitive tip of her dick, letting the soft underside of her tongue play along that slit...did she really need to be told what to do when she wanted to do it already? The reporter could feel the saliva in her mouth starting to drool out, dripping on her throbbing erection.

...PUSHdownfurtherYOUcandefinitelySWALLOWthatcockIGNOREthepain...

Lois was breathing through her nose, back screaming at her as she tried to push herself down a little farther. The hands on her back moved with her, holding Lois down firmly, not letting her back up, despite the aches all along her neck and spine. Yet there was a sense of thrill as her lips closed around the cockhead, teeth carefully floating a hair's breath away from the skin, and as her lips formed a seal Lois could feel the heat and pressure on the pulsing tip increase even more.

...SUCKyourselfoffSUCKLElikeaBABYyouwantRELEASEyoumustTASTEit...

The reporter's cheeks hollowed, trying to maintain the seal with her mouth, unable to move much...but she could suck, lips and cheeks working awkwardly, tongue sliding over and over the tip of her dick as Lois tried to remember how she had gotten off dates in the past. There was a tingling sense of anticipation between her legs, a throbbing heat that demanded release, a growing expectancy that caused Lois to redouble her efforts, wanting to stroke her shaft and...