Deeper!

"That's amazing, baby! Did you finally watch those videos I sent you?" Derek breathes, grinning broadly. God, I fucking hate that knowing smirk.

...but then why does it now fill you with satisfaction?

You can't hold on any longer and draw back, gasping for breath. A thin strand of mixed saliva and pre-cum forms a rope bridge between your trembling lower lip and the tip of Derek's cock, a stark reminder that that cock was just in your mouth.

"Um, yeah," you say. Videos? What videos?

You can see your spit glistening on his shaft. Somehow you managed to make another inch deeper, and you try—and fail—to repress a surge of warm euphoria. You've always been competitive, but it's never been this strong before. There's so much more to go, but you're sure you can do better next time.

"Go on, try it again."

You nod. "Okay!"

You take him back into your mouth once more, trying to lick and suck it the way you would like it. Derek is impatient, though, and within seconds he's poking at your throat again.

You frown when you realize you actually want to take it all down. You take another inch, and another. His pubic hair tickles your nose and you can feel the heat radiating off his body. Almost there! His grip on the back of your head is a firm yet strangely comforting encouragement, and you take it to heart.

Another inch. Just a little bit further...

Finally the tip of your nose pushes against his pelvis. You almost can't believe it. I did it! You hold for a moment, relishing in the pleasure of the accomplishment: you finally took the whole thing, all 9 inches! You try to imagine what your throat must look like right now, bulging with man meat.

"Holy shit! Last time you could barely take half!" Derek groans. "Fuck! Your throat is so tight, baby!"

Sabrina can only take half? The revelation disrupts your self-control and abruptly your body's base instincts take over. Your throat spasms, forcing you to **** or draw back. You choose the latter, coughing harshly as Derek's cock slips from your mouth. A rivulet of saliva escapes from your lips and dribbles down your chin, but, gasping for breath, you're too preoccupied to wipe it away.

Yet when Derek pushes on the back of your head, you give in to the unspoken demand right away. You couldn't have resisted him even if you wanted to.

And you're shocked to realize that you don't want to resist him. If you're going to suck a cock, then by God you're going to do it well. And that means doing what Derek wants. Whatever he wants. Where previously the mere thought made your stomach turn, now something burns like a gasoline bonfire, low in your abdomen. You can no longer deny it: You're excited.

You don't know if he recognizes your mounting arousal, but he goes straight for the prize, taking hold of your head with both hands and immediately pushing past your tonsils and into your tight throat.

"Fuck yeah, that's it!" He exclaims. "Suck that cock!"

Yes! You want to cry out. You feel the enormous fuckpole **** its way down your esophagus, your throat clamping down from it on all sides. Oh, yes!

He lets you back up quickly, but keeps the tip of his cock in your mouth. You inhale sharply through your nostrils, and after a second or two, he pushes back in, then out, and in again, building up to a slow but powerful rhythm. The muscles in his arms bulge with every thrust, and you know you're helpless to resist him. Yes! Throat fuck me!

"Jesus Christ, I can't believe how good your throat feels," Derek groans.

You beam with pride, dizzy with arousal and need, but you can do nothing but let Derek fuck your throat in slow, deep strokes. More saliva bubbles up, but all it does is serve as lubrication for the massive cock burying itself to the hilt into your willing mouth, plundering your defenseless throat over and over again.

Derek's groans deepen as he continues using you for his own pleasure, his strokes picking up in tempo and speed. You gag and **** under the relentless jackhammering ****, barely managing to gasp for air in between thrusts.

Derek groans again, his grip on your head tightening.

"Goddamn, I'm... I'm about to cum. You better get ready, bitch!" Derek cries out.