I walked over to stand between his legs, staring down at him felt pretty good. But that feeling went away quickly once he spoke, "On your knees doll, you have work to do."
I dropped down onto the marbled floor, I felt the cold even through my jeans. My hands trembling, I undid his zipper and pulled down the boxers underneath.
Bursting out his massive cock, I hadn't seen it well last time. But God was this a terrifying sight, it was thick and veiny, I felt it pulsing as I wrapped my hands around it. even with both my hands his mass wasn't covered.
I cannot believe this thing was in me the other night. Explains why I was in so much pain.
I've never done anything like this before, seen jokes about it online and at a sex party I went to but real life. I had never even seen a dick before his.
I squeezed and stroked up and down his length, hoping this was enough to do the job. I looked up, regretted that right away.
His sharp gaze was staring down at me through his dangling strands of black hair, lording over me. I couldn't read his expression.
"Doing a bad job won't earn you anything."
"I um... I don't know how to do this. I was a virgin remember."
A slight chuckle escaped him, followed by his hand on my chin tracing along my lips.
"Suck." He said inserting his thumb into my mouth, pushing it in and out. His other hand rested on top of mine forcing me to move them along his length.
"Good, now this." His thumb pushed down preying my mouth open, his other hand grabbing my head from behind shoving his dick into my mouth. I felt it hit against my throat choking me, drool dripping down, but he didn't stop.
He thrusted my head onto his mass, my hands doing whatever else my mouth couldn't take. I heard him groaning with each thrust. I couldn't breathe; I kept choking as his tip went down my throat.
"Fuck." I heard him groan out, both hands grabbed my head and thrusted faster. The most lewd and disgustingly wet sounds filled the room.
I thought I was going to pass out, I released his mass grabbing hold of his inner thighs trying to get free of his grip to breathe. I couldn't budge, my head at his will.
"I'm going to cum." He grunted out, "Swallow every bit." I felt a myself becoming wet from all this, a sticky feeling forming in my panties from his cruelty.
Before I knew it, my mouth and throat were flooded with his bitter hot fluid. He jolted my head back by my hair, his other hand covering my mouth.
"Swallow" He said leaning down to me.
I was already struggling to breathe and this wasn't helping, it took everything in me but I managed to swallow down this fowl taste.
I regret not having eaten anything this morning again, I started getting into the habit of not.
When he heard me gulp, his hands released me. My head dropping down, I gasp for air, choking on the foul taste and texture that I just consumed.
I heard the squeak of his chair as he leaned back, satisfied with himself I imagine.
This man seriously has a thing for strangling, just loved depriving me of air whenever he can.
"Good girl" he said petting my head.
An overwhelming feeling of disgust came flooding up through me, from either the comment or the act I'm not sure. But it was immediately followed by me throwing everything up on the floor right in front of him.
I kept gagging until everything had come up, I thought it tasted bad going down. Tasted worse coming back.
I heard him take a long sigh.
I knew, I fucked up with just that sound, I panicked. Shit is he going to hit me, choke me, or worse hurt someone.
I'm scarred.
"I'm sorry, I was choking and... and I just.. I couldn't..." I apologized, stammering to find an excuse as if I needed one.
A little voice in me said I was crazy for this, but my logical side. Was screaming to run.
I stayed on the floor, staring down at the disgusting mess I had just made. Waiting for something, I'm not sure what.