Glrp!

My mouth stuffed to the limit I continue giving Heather head as blissful as I could be. How gratifying it was to see the pleasure I was giving her play out across her beautiful face. How satisfying it was to watch her soft body shudder with ecstasy. How humbling yet empowering it was to surrender the joys of sucking a gorgeous woman’s dick. And all while my honey high SOARS.

Like at those little taster stations set up at the warehouse store I’d thus far only received samplers of Heather’s honey but now, sucking it straight from the source, I am experiencing the full effects of what her precum could do and it was soooo nice. It wasn’t anything like a ****, like I initially thought it was. I was perfectly lucid and fully myself, yet also…more than myself. My awareness was heightened, my senses amplified and sharpened, and a great sense of peace had settled into me. I already knew how it could soothe all the aches and unpleasantries in my physical body, the balm had now extended to my mind and soul. Fear, doubt, anxiety, grief and all the sharp barbs of living had been smoothed down to gentle bumps. They hadn’t been erased but their sting had been blunted allowing me to fully engross myself in the moment. And again, like the physical effects, it made the positive emotions shine brighter. I felt…strong…smart…sexy…and beautiful inside and out. I knew that I deserved to find my own special happiness as much as anybody.

Heather’s honey was as every bit as addictive as she warned but not in the noxious way in which I usually thought of that word. It just made me, her, everything…better. Once you had experienced the miracle of being alive in its best light how could you not be hooked? But more anything else it was the connection to this beautiful older woman that forged the strongest link in my velvet chains. Perhaps I’d given up some freedom, but where had that freedom gotten me on my own? Perhaps I was just like those tireless little worker bees, but I was HER worker bee. Her one and only. She was just as attached to me as I was to her, if not even more so. I’d traded all the lonely chaos of a solo existence for a caring Queen to rule my heart. By my accounting that was one hell of a good deal.

Gazing down into me as I continue to eagerly suck her cock she seems to read my mind as she whispers. “You’re not alone, baby. Not anymore.” She teases my hair. “As long I am alive you will never be alone again.”

“Hmmmmmm!” I mewl joyously.

“I love youuuu.”

“Mmmm.” **** to make her cock feel as good as my heart I focus in on sucking harder and pushing deeper. “Mmm! Mrm! Mmm!”

“Ohhh, Elliot. You’re so good!”

As I glide forward and back I continue to marvel at how my once sensitive gag reflex was nothing more than a tickle. And without it holding me back…the temptation to push things further was too strong to deny.

Holding the base of her penis firmly I pause the next stroke at its deepest point then push further. My brows furrow in frustration as nothing happens. Her thick tip pushes against the entrance of my throat but says there.

She smiles as she plays gently with my ears. “Not so hard.” She says softly. “Focus on relaxing your throat. You can do it, baby.”

“Mrrmmm.”

“That’s it. Good boy. Now try to swallow, like you were eating one of those scrumptious tacos you made…HAH!” She gasps as there’s a sort of…pop!…as her dick breaks through to enter my throat! “Oh!”

“Glrp!”

“Relax, baby.” She says. “You’re doing great.”

As she says that I am reeling from the wildest sensation of something big and hard gliding down my gullet. Alarm bells, while quieted by the honey, are going off in my brain as survival instincts kick in. Reflexively my lizard brain wants to fight against being choked by the intruder in my throat but that urge is overruled from above. As I stare up into Heather’s eyes…I glide two inches forward.

“Ohhhh!” She sighs her cock stretches my esophagus. “Incredible! Ohhhh!”

Encouraged by making it this far I try to go for more but the stiff rod stuffing my maw just cannot bend that way. Again it is Heather to guide us forward.

“Lean forward. That’s it, baby.” She says as she pushes her cock lower to shift the angle. “Tilt your head up. Just like that. Now go easy.” Taking my hand she holds it tight. “Squeeze if something doesn’t feel right or you need to come up for breath. Ohhhhhhhhh, fuck. Elliot! How are you doing this so quick?”

As she let out that long ‘oh’ more of her girthy inches glide deeper. And with each inch I take my kinky pride swells like my bulging throat. I had so much fucking cock inside of me I felt like I might burst! Once I take her as deep as I possibly could I slowwwwly pull back. The feeling of her shaft plunging back through throat and mouth was surreal!

“Ohhhhh!” One hand on my head and other holding my hand Heather gives in to the good feelings and starts to face fuck me slow and deep.

Giving her full control I stay still and provide her with the best hole I could. Being the one fucked, being penetrated and DOMINATED by my new hung girlfriend, feeds a slutty part of me that I didn’t even know was there. Though she hadn’t claimed my ass and made me hers forever I already knew that I was forever ruined for the kind of women I used to fancy before her. There was no going back now.

“Yes. Yesss. Yessss!” Heather groans with each deep and quickening thrust. “God I’m so deep, baby. Ohhhh!”

As she fucks me I find a rhythm in my breathing to match her strokes, sucking in as much air as I could get at her shallowest before holding it as she blocked my airway then letting it out again the next time. Drool, so much drool, streams freely from my lips and down my chin until it is rains down onto the floor in front of the sofa. I couldn’t stop it so I don’t even try.

“Glrg! Glg! Glrp!” Lewd, wet sucking sounds fill the air as her fat cock pistons in and out of me.

“Yes! God, yes! That’s it, Elliot! OHHHH!” It must have felt good because by the look in her eyes I could tell that she was getting close. Her big balls swinging and her huge tits bouncing she fucks me faster and faster. She felt like a god damned baseball bat ramming in and out of my sucking orifice and it was glorious! “Hrm! Oh! Oh fuck!”

So horny by all that was happening I cannot stop myself from grabbing my pecker and jacking off as she used my throat. My hand is a blur up and down my comparatively meager manhood as I raced to try to cum when she did.

“GLG! GLG! GLG! GLG!” My gagging gulps grow louder as the thrusts get faster.

“Ohhh, God! I’m close baby!” She whines. “I’m gonna fill you up!”

In and out and in and out Heather ravishes my virgin throat as she gets ever closer to release. Soft in all the right ways and hard in the one way it counted she was a wet dream made flesh while her soul glowed bright with raw female power. In her eyes I see her rapture peak and an instant later the wrist thick shaft filling my throat THROBS with its first hot jet of cum!

“ELLIOOOOT!”

“GRRRLLKKK!” I tremble as my own thrice blown nut dribbles down onto the floor while buried deep inside her cock throb, throb, throbs as it deposits her massive load straight down into my stomach.

As I stay as still as I could to receive my second fresh, warm meal of the evening Heather jolts and writhes her way through orgasm. I couldn’t breath at all but right now that was the last thing on my mind. All I cared about right now was that she got her moment of rapture.

“OHHHHHHH!!!” I swear she must have pumped a gallon of her lady semen into me before the end. I knew it was over when the throbbing stopped and a sweet, almost drunken, kind of grin spreads across her sweat sheened face. “Ohhhh, Elliot.”

Schlrrrrrch! A hollow, sloppy suck accompanies her looong exit out of my mouth. As her schlong leaves my lips to fall and swing heavily between her legs I take a loud gasping breath. “Pahhhh!” By the gleaming spit coating her member I could see that I’d managed to take her nine inches deep. Nine inches! Though pleased I was already thinking about ten. As God as my witness I will eventually I would take her to the hilt.

“Ohhh, my love.” She sort of just melts down next to me, leaning her weight into me as she wrapped her arms around me and kisses my cheek. “That was… That was…”

“Good?” I croak.

“GOOD!?” She laughs. “Elliot, that was the best!”

I grin from ear to ear. I never thought that I’d be proud to be a good cock-sucker, but pride is what I feel. Just kind of sitting and staring I soak up her warm, loving energy. With her cheeks flushed from climax she’d never looked more beautiful.

Wanting to touch me in a hundred ways at once she pets my hair and caresses my cheek and rubs my chest and pushes her tits into my arm.

“My beautiful man.” She kisses again and again. “You’ve made me so happy.”

“I’m happy too.” I say, the frog still in my cock-ravaged throat.

“Ohhhh.” Half a laugh and half a moan of sympathy she rubs the front of my neck. “How’s my man feeling?”

“My throat’s a bit sore.” I confess.

“Of course it is. My goodness, what you did!” Taking the blanket from the back of the sofa she wraps me up then pulls me in to hold me close. She was so happy, almost giddy, as she holds me and traces a finger around my wet lips. “I’m gonna make you a nice warm tea with lemon and honey. Would you like that, baby?”

“Mmm.” I nod even as I lean into her. Laying my head on her shoulder and snuggling closer I whisper. “But not just yet.”