She’s happy to return the favor

“Well...” she says, still breathing a bit raggedly after her orgasm, “...I feel like I should return the favor, shouldn’t I? Get up here.” She pats the bed next to her, and you obediently sit down, your cock standing at attention, begging for her touch.

It’s actually hard to tell how much bigger your cock actually is now. Looking at it, it looks freaking huge, but you’re not exactly an objective observer. It looked big when you first got it, and now it’s probably twice the size. But from how Jennifer is eyeing it, it’s clear she has no complaints at all about your size. She kneels on the ground, facing your dick, and after leaning in slowly, finally takes it into her mouth.

You’d been trying to imagine what this would feel like before, when you were eating her out. After all, you’ve never been able to experience it before, you just knew from past boyfriends how much they enjoyed getting their cocks sucked. So you’d tried to think of it as some combination of how a handjob felt and how it felt with your clit got the best kind of attention.

But getting your cock sucked isn’t really like any of those things. Jennifer’s mouth is wet and warm and she’s using it to pleasure you. Her tongue moves up and down your cock’s length even as she moves back and forth, and when it settles on your head, tickling that? Utter perfection.

Honestly, even forming thoughts is starting to get kind of hard. All that you can feel, all that matters, is your cock. For a second, you want to grab her by the head and **** her to stay at a lower level, to keep it deep in her throat. Not even particularly because you think it will feel better, but more because you feel like the idea itself is fucking hot. There’s this urge to be the dominant one, to use her.

But you’ve been a girl before, and you know how fucking infuriated you got when your senior year boyfriend tried grabbing your hair like that. So you don’t do that, using the last dregs of your willpower. You realize you’re getting close to cumming...when Jennifer takes her mouth away, leaving you deep in lust but shy of cumming. Every second that passes, the farther away your orgasm gets. “Why?” you moan.

She’s using your phone again, clicking on the task, and you can see as your cock, completely inflated with blood, grows even bigger, adding another half inch. You feel weirdly proud seeing it, like having an even bigger dick makes you a better man. The fact you’re thinking of yourself as a man in your head now doesn’t even phase you. “I want it in me, obviously,” Jennifer tells you, grinning. The only question is how.