Fuck her face

When you first helped her to come up with the idea of providing oral sex as a reward for good work, Rachel admitted that she did not have a lot of experience sucking cocks. This is not something she offered to her husband except on special occasions and to be honest, although she seemed eager to please last week’s blow job wasn’t great. You were able to encourage her to use her tongue, and to move her lips up and down your shaft, but the experience was, to be honest, fairly mechanical.

This time is better at least. You manages to convince her that she should practise on her husband throughout the week, which you are sure was a welcome surprise to him. You also persuaded her, after she spat your cum into the waste paper basket, that she had missed out on a veritable cocktail of vitamins and minerals, and so she should be sure to always swallow after a man shoots his load into her mouth.

This time she has her hands on your ass, holding you in place so she can move her lips along your cock. She is using her tongue more effectively, but as last time, she is moving in a set rhythm, back and forth, with no change in speed or intensity, and she is concentrating so hard on doing a good job that she doesn’t seem able to remember to look up at you while she has your cock in her mouth.

After a while you begin to lose interest, your mind wandering. Your hands move to Rachel’s head, twisting her auburn hair around your fingers. You begin to think again about the day when you had to talk your way out of some serious trouble, the way your voice seemed to change, to take on a quality you hadn’t heard before. That night when you almost died – would have died, if you hadn’t been able to change the course of what was happening.

You consider how you might be able to use your new found skill. There must be more to it than simply talking people into giving you a blow job. But really, does there need to be more to it than this?

You look down at the top of Rachel’s head, remembering that you have agreed to cum in her mouth. Getting a blow job from your beautiful boss in front of her desk should be thrilling, but somehow there is something missing.

You use your hands to pull her head closer, then away, flexing your hips at the same time. That feels good, that change of pace. You move her again harder this time. Faster. That’s more like it! Before you know it her hands have left your buttocks and are hanging down at her sides. You must remember to tell her to tweak her nipples or finger herself, perhaps if she is pleasuring herself she will be able to relax next time and maybe you can both enjoy this more.

Your movements become faster, harder still. On one thrust forward the head of your cock goes deeper into Rachel’s mouth, hitting against the barrier of her throat. When you pull out she makes a gagging noise, but it felt good so you push ahead, harder. Your cock pushes against her throat again, and you feel her mouth open, her tongue pushing against your shaft to **** you out. She is pulling away from you now so you hold her tighter, more firmly, so she can’t escape.

When you pull out again she manages to turn her head, coughing and spluttering. Drool is running down her chin and she is gasping for breath. ‘Are you okay’ you ask? ‘This is so good, I can tell you have been practising. I’m so close to cumming now,’ you lie. ‘Can I finish?’

She looks up at you, tears in her eyes. Her mouth opens but she can’t talk just yet. She nods instead, managing to form a smile.

‘Play with your pussy while you suck my cock,’ you instruct her. ‘It is a good way for you to enjoy this more, and it will be even better.’ She nods again and opens her mouth for you.