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I slowly walked back to my house feeling very content. Self conscious, but yet loving the feel of Jame’s dried cum on my face. If that weren’t enough, every step I took reminded me of my wet cum filled undies.
As I neared my house I was relieved to see Donna’s car was gone from the driveway. Once inside I found the note on the kitchen table. Gone shopping, I should be home in time to fix dinner. Relieved to be home alone I quickly started to undress. My undies were soaking wet from the ruined orgasm I had deposited there just a few minutes earlier. Without a second thought I quickly brought them to my mouth. I licked and then sucked the cummy remnants from my undies. There I sat, at the kitchen table, naked licking my cum from my undies with my penis rapidly growing.
Suddenly I got a great idea and went to a cabinet and retrieved a shot glass. This should be the perfect receptacle for my man juice. I must milk my cream into the glass and savor it. I was so horned up from my cock sucking experience a few minutes earlier that the cum was just a few strokes away. The cum was nearly as tasty as what James painting my face with.
Time dragged by for the next several days. I wanted to go visit James, but waited patiently for him to call. I was beginning to embrace the idea of being a submissive. That to me meant that I must wait for James to summon me when he desired my service. Donna asked what was going on, that I seemed distracted. If she only knew what had my mind distracted!
Finally after what seemed an eternity, but was actually istanbul travesti only six days I got a text from James. The text was short and to the point. “Hungry? I’m waiting” I felt my face become flushed and butterflies in my stomach. Not to mention the pulse of pre cum that immediately exited my penis when James popped up in my phone as the text sender.
My heart was racing as I walked up the sidewalk and rang the bell. I looked at the ground as I awaited for James to come to the door. Part of me ashamed that I had rushed over, suddenly realizing that I never even took the time to respond to his text. The new side of me hardly able to contain my excitement.
The door finally swung open with James grinning broadly wearing what appeared to be only a robe. “Al honey, come on in. You didn’t waste any time getting here, I like that. Tell me Al, what’s the main thing that’s been on your mind over the last few days?”
“Well James, to be honest you have been on my mind nearly all the time. I keep thinking about feasting upon your cock, feeling you grow in my mouth, and taking all of your cream. How did this happen so fast?”
“Al, you were born for this. I knew from the first time we met that you were submissive. I knew it was only a matter of time before you tasted my cock. I have a treat for you today Al. Did you see Alma leaving right before you got my text? I just fucked her hot pussy, and my cock is still wet with the mix of our juices. Would you like a taste Al? Come here and clean Alma’s pussy juice from my cock.”
I’ll istanbul travestileri have to admit Alma is nothing special to look at, but not bad nonetheless. The thought of licking her juice from James’s cock put my lust into high gear. Meanwhile, James was sitting on the couch with his opened robe inviting me to partake.
Without a second thought I dropped to my knees and scrambled between his open legs. His cock was shiny and limp as my nose dove in to the underside at the base of his wet and hanging balls. I deeply inhaled the intoxicating scent of Alma’s juice mixed with cum. I greedily began licking his balls trying to get every drop. As I licked the base of his balls I watched as James’s cock came back to life, rapidly thickening from my attention to his balls.
James started to give me directions, “You really like that don’t you Al? Keep your hands to your side and give me some tongue love. That’s right, chase my cock. Look how good you’re doing Al, see how it’s standing at attention for you now!”
As I licked my way up his now rigid shaft I was oblivious to everything around me except the cock that demands all my attention. My tongue circled the head, and I softly moaned as I closed my eyes and suck the head between my lips. As I sucked and lick his cocked I absentmindedly begin to rub my rock hard penis through my pants.
James voice snapped me back to reality. “What do you think you’re doing Al? I never told you that you could play with yourself! Stop playing with that little penis. As a matter travesti istanbul of fact, stand up and get undressed for me.”
I stood and obediently began to undress. After removing my pants I blushed profusely as I looked down at the small tent in my undies. There was a huge wet spot in the front. No way for me to hide my excitement. I dropped my undies and my penis stood at attention with a pearl of pre cum on the tip.
“That’s nice Al, you look like a proper attendant for me now. Get back on your knees and finish your task. Oh, and clasp those hands behind your back. You need to be focusing on the cock in front of you instead of jerking off.”
“Yes James,” I replied as I dropped to me knees once more. His cock had began to soften just a bit, as I nuzzled up to him and hungrily sucked the head into my mouth. He was rock hard almost instantly and I felt proud of how quickly I had learned to be a good cocksucker. It was different bobbing my head on his cock without using a hand to hold his shaft steady, but I adapted quickly, soon feeling the head hitting my throat.
All too soon James reached out and held my head. “Get ready Al, you little cum slut. Here’s your reward for being such a good cock servant.” Immediately my mouth was flooded with cum and I struggled to keep up. Despite my best efforts some escaped and ran down my chin.
All too soon James gently pushed me off of his softening cock. “Al that was fantastic! I can’t believe how good you are, You’re a natural!”
I couldn’t help from grinning from ear to ear as I wiped the cummy remnants from my chin and licked it from my finger. “Thank you James!, I can’t describe how good your cock is.” I sat at his feet feeling a nice afterglow, even though my penis was in desperate need of relief. Somehow that seemed like a secondary need.
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