And masturbation

Aalia's pink tongue touches the head of your cock, tentatively at first. Then she drags her tongue from the base of your shaft to the head, proving that innocent little Aalia isn’t a beginner at this either. After teasing more precum out of you, she takes the head into her mouth, using her tongue to stimulate the sensitive glans.

Your fingers run through her hair. She has trouble accepting more than a third of your length, occasionally gagging when she goes too far. Both small hands, wrapped firmly around your shaft, assist the effort of her mouth, rising as she lifts her head, falling as she takes you to her limit.

You're tempted to shove your cock all the way into her throat, but you don't want to push too hard, too soon. Fixing that mistake would require a rule that, while physically satisfying, would steal all the accomplishment out of her gradual degradation.

So you let her suck your cock her way. She’s not bad. You’re certain she’s satisfied any former (Or current? you wonder) boyfriends. But you’re not a boy, and her gentle technique is doing little more than keeping you hard. After many minutes she pulls away to work her jaw, sore from the stretch of your girth.

“Touch yourself,” you say.

Your cock falls out of her mouth. The look she gives you is pure mortification. You can tell she wants to object, but one hand slips reluctantly off of your cock, wet with her own saliva. You watch her fingers find her clit. She fails to suppress an unwelcome shudder. Slowly, she rubs the sensitive flesh, puts your cock back inside her mouth.

Listening to Aalia’s restrained whimpers and the steadily rising rate of her respiration arouses you in a way her mouth has so far failed to do. You realize you’re getting close, but Aalia looks close too. With a control that comes from practice and middle age, you hold yourself back.

You can see from the motion of her arm that she’s working herself far more aggressively than she’s working you. Suddenly, all motion from her mouth ceases as the muscles of her body tighten. She grimaces, groans, tries hard to hold in the noise she’s making. To hide the shaking of, what you assume, is an unwanted orgasm.

How confused and humiliated she must feel, not understanding why her body is so aroused, only knowing she had just cum with your cock inside her mouth.

Watching her has brought you to the edge, you can’t hold out much longer. “I’m close,” you say.

Your cock pops out of her mouth. Her hands take over, stroking fast. She points your throbbing head at her chest.

“No,” you shake your head. “In your mouth. Swallow it all.”

She shakes her head. But you can already see in her expression, a mixture of revulsion and desperation, that whatever her objection, she'll still do what she’s told. “Please don’t,” she says. “I hate cum.”

"You are my ****, remember?" you say. "Does my **** get to deny me?"

"No," she says, looking at the ground. Reluctantly, she puts the head of your cock back into her mouth.

You remember the rule you wrote and wonder how she's going to handle all of your cum. A full cup. Eight ounces. Even if you prepare her, most of it will certainly spill out of her mouth. Time to find out, you think.