Use her

I put down her mug next to the couch and gently laid her down. Then I quickly undressed, approached the couch from the side, and gingerly rested my already erect and throbbing penis on her face. I realised I was actually waiting for her permission to proceed, which I had never ever done before in my life. I suddenly felt very insecure. What would she think of my timidity? How more obvious could it be that I was absolutely infatuated with her? Was I making her uncomfortable?

But to my relief, she simply looked up at me, smiled warmly, and leaned back her head to align her throat with her mouth to allow easy entry. I sighed and began pushing myself into her. I could feel the hotness of her inflamed throat against the tip of my penis as her soft, wet mouth wrapped around my shaft. As I started easing my way into her throat, I could feel her whole body convulse and go rigid for a few seconds as she got ready to accept the umpteenth dick of the night into her abused little body. But after a few seconds of gasping and gagging, she relaxed and allowed me to plunge deep into her throat, letting out a long, soft "hnnnggfff" as my cock stretched her slender neck to the limits. Aided by the lubrication provided by the residue of the evening's previous visitors and the soothing hot chocolate, I penetrated her as deep as I could and began massaging her throat with tender thrusts.

For some reason, I had no desire to deliver the rough facefucking that was usually my forte and that had earned me the nickname "Jackhammer Jon" with Rebecca, Maya, and their friends. Instead, I slid slowly and gently in and out of Natalie's throat, mesmerised by the bulge in her neck through which I could see the outlines of my penis. Nat seemed very grateful for this; in fact, instead of the loud "gack-gack" sound that I was accustomed to hearing whenever I was holding a friend's head in my hands and forcing myself into it, she was giving off delightful little "unk-unk" noises, punctuated by moans of what sounded like actual pleasure.

As I carried on, I noticed that her hands had found their way to my legs; but she wasn't groping for support against my thrusts. Instead, she was caressing them and slowly pulling me closer towards her. When I pulled my cock out of her to give her a quick breather, she whispered: "Why don't you lie down? Make yourself a little more comfortable."