You'll Suck It...But You Need A Little Boost

From your vantage point on your knees, the bulge in Jake's pants was in close proximity to your face. You leaned closer towards it, fascinated as if it were a new topic of study. You knew all about sucking cock, of course. But, only in abstract. Only what you'd read in filthy stories and seen on video. Now, so close to the real deal, it was an intimidating mountain.

"May I have it first...?" You asked your new boyfriend in a small voice.

"Huh." Jake grunted.

"I've never..." You coughed, regaining some of your confidence. "I've never done such a thing with a penis before. And I will confide that it does make me rather nervous. But, perhaps if I was a Gud Gurl, then you'd be able to simply command me to do it. Then it would be simple. You'd be making the choice in my stead..."

"Bitch can date me just for **** but can't..." He blinked in shock. You suppressed the smallest of chuckles. It was rather ridiculous, wasn't it?

"What about with your teacher?" Jake said, scratching the side of his face. "The dude you wouldn't name. You really telling me that you were in so deep with him that you were taking ****. But, in all that time you never sucked his dick?"

You managed to hold your practiced smile. It was an oddly astute observation from Jake, in reflection. One that left you scrambling to make up a lie.

"Oral sex wasn't his preference." You said. "There were other...activities that we would engage in instead."

Jake shrugged to himself. Privately, you were worried by his reaction. He seemed less overjoyed and more exasperated. What if he didn't actually enjoy himself? Was there a chance that after this one service was performed, that he would break the arrangement?

"Fine. Open wide." He commanded.

That got your attention. At once, you straightened out your pose. You crossed your wrists behind your back and stuck out your tongue. Even getting into this pose was exciting. Beyond the implied power dynamic of it, it's association with your pink pills induced a Pavlovian connection.

"Aaaaah!" You vocalized.

Then, finally you felt it on your tongue. You knelt dumbly in place for a moment, waiting for your medicine to kick in. And when it did, you were sent to heaven. The yearning in your body quieted down under a powerful wave of bliss. All of the insecurities and strategic questions of the day vanished. It was simply you and your happy cloud.

...And Jake. Who you only regained any awareness of when he cleared his throat. The **** still settling into your system, you blinked and looked around. It was if you had forgotten where you were...

"Forgetting something?" He said.

"Wha-?" You sighed. His tone seemed harsh. Was he upset with you? Had you done something wrong?

"My dick. You're forgetting that you need to suck my dick."

"Oh." You blinked again, your glazed eyes focused on the towering bulge in his pants. It made your lips part unconsciously. You couldn't help but imagine what it would look like at full height. Or the way he could rail you with it. Would it hurt if it was inside you?

"It's still scary..." You whimpered. Your head lowered deferentially. Would he be mad at you for saying that? It's not that you didn't want to...

"I don't care if it's scary. You begged me to give you that fucking pill, and it's not cheap." His voice came out harsh. His anger shook you to the core. The thought of upsetting him nearly brought you to tears. "The way I see it, you don't have a fucking choice anymore. You're in my debt."

"Oh." You look down, scared to meet his eyes. "Mmm...I'm sorry. You can decide for me, okay?"

"Are you seriously still talking?"

He leaned down and struck a hand across your face. You moaned with shock, the throbbing pain lingering well after his hand left. Oh fuck, it hurt. And the way he was looking you, it seemed like he was going to do it again. If he did something like that, you must have been very disobedient.

"Eeep. Sorry..." You whispered.

Frantic, you leaned up placing your hands on his jeans. It was still scary, of course. But, your boyfriend wanted you to do it. That piercing, dominating thought passed you through your hesitation. The fear of being a bad girl again and being punished for it was more powerful then your sexual hesitation. You undid the zipper of his cock, letting it stand free in the air.

"Oh." You gasp, your eyes trailing up it's length. Inch by inch. That was going to be...going to be inside of you?

Your nostrils were overtaken overtaken by the wafting scent it emitted. Amplified by your blissed out mind, it's aroma overwhelmed you. It was the pungent, yet intoxicating. The most powerful scent you'd ever smelled in your entire life. One that you simply wished to bask in and enjoy. You sniffed at it eagerly. The more you took in, the more powerful the effect on your body. It was as if simply being in it's aura was transforming you into a thing for it to receive. You nipples stiffened in your bra, and your kitty gushed with anticipation. Fuck, you wanted to be a hole.

"Cockkkk~" You moaned, as if in a trance.

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