Suck Craster's Cock

“I accept” you say, a little **** and shy.

“You crows always accept, hehehehe”, he says, already moving closer so that you could smell that old, sweaty, poorly washed cock on your face. The male scent was intoxicating, but it was a scent that turned you on.

You slowly sat down on the cot, facing Craster's dick. He was aroused in anticipation, already working his cock with his short, hard fingers. He didn't even wait for you to open your mouth and was already stuffing that strangely soft thing in your mouth. The skin on your lips felt better than you liked to admit. Your lips parted and you let Craster's limp cock into your mouth. It was small enough that the old man's gray hair tickled your face as you played with his cock. It looked like a candy, although the taste was quite salty.

Craster ruffled your hair and then moaned. His fat belly was hitting your forehead.

Why isn't he getting hard? Is he that old?

The taste on your tongue was a mix of musk and sweat and precum. His dick was glistening with your saliva. Craster pulled your head back and then made you play with his balls too. He grabbed your hair and buried your face in the big old balls he had between his legs. He had so much hair there that it was hard to make out his shape, and all you felt on your tongue was a funny salty feeling. It was only when you wet his hair that the balls came out from behind the bush. He shoved one ball in your mouth and then the other, and within seconds you were snatching up both of that man's balls. They were heavy, juicy and salty!

How does a man who has so many daughters have his balls so full?

"Oh, boy, I'm sure this isn't your first time doing this."

You thought about answering, blushing at the “praise” but when he realized you were going to do that, he took the balls out of your mouth and then stuck his dick in again and kept doing a back-and-forth motion.

This time his dick felt a little bigger. And then you felt his cock getting slightly stiffer on your tongue, and also warmer. Craster's cock got hard inside your mouth, and you felt it all! You felt the veins getting stiff and warming, you also felt the glans sticking out of the skin. His cock started to throb in the roof of your mouth and hit your throat. That had been one of the most delicious sensations you've ever experienced.

Your legs were twitching with lust (and also with cold) while your cock was also hardening. Craster moaned as he fucked your mouth. The old man then pulled the cock out and a line of saliva followed. Your head involuntarily followed his cock to keep him from leaving.

“Hehehehe, look at this. You're already so attached to my dick, aren't you? Open your mouth".

Without questioning, you opened it. Craster bent over you, cleared his throat, and spat salty in your mouth. From the taste that surged on your tongue, you were sure it wasn't just saliva. The old man slapped your across the face. His hand was heavy. Your cheek hurted… but more important than the pain, he gave you that cock for you to suck again.

"That's impressive. Of everyone who's ever been in your situation, you were the first one I didn't have to ask more than once to suck me, and you were the only one who didn't get mad at the slap or the spit", he laughed, took his dick off your mouth and said, "Once again, open your mouth and stick your tongue out."

You did. Craster cleared his throat once more and spat on your tongue.

“You're special, boy”, he said, slapping his dick in your face. Then he spat again, but this time in your face, and rubbed it with his hand and ended up giving your another slap, this time on the other cheek. You didn't complain.

You never wanted it to end, but Craster by now was fucking your face so hard it was impossible for him not to come. You held onto his waist and Craster ejaculated in the back of your throat, not giving you the pleasure of tasting his semen.

He let go of your head and you coughed, catching your breath.

"And you got another free meal."

You could not answer as you were still coughing. The mucous sensation in the throat was very uncomfortable. Your face was a mess.

“I'll make you another proposal. One I've never done for anyone. Instead of staying in the hall, why don't you come to my private room? It is the hottest place in the entire area, and we can continue what we started here. Unlike other crows, you are special. I like you, and that's why I'm making this proposal”.

"And your daughters?"

“They won't mind. If they do, I hit them."