Being A Good Sissy Whore
It’s no secret I’m a totally submissive oral slut. I would happily have a cock in my mouth all day, and nothing pleases me more than feeling a hard cock throb in my mouth, before it unloads rope after rope of cum, rewarding me for my hard work. This is the story of an encounter with a regular top, who loves fucking my throat.
I received a message from a top I service regularly, asking if I was free immediately. I responded yes, and awaited a reply. None came. I thought he’d changed his mind, and was quite disappointed. I was craving a cock, and a hot load! As I ws about to get dressed (I’m always naked at home), my doorbell sounded. I went to the front door, unlocked it, and he walked in. I was so excited! Without a word, he took his shoes, coat and hat off, walked to the recliner, dropped his pants, and sat back with his legs spread. No words, no greeting, just an expectation.
I am a dutiful slut, and know my place, so I placed a pillow on the floor, and knealt between his legs. I started with his balls, licking, kissing, and sucking them, giving them the attention they deserve, as I stroked his cock. As he started to get harder, I licked and sucked my way up his hardening shaft, kissing it passionately to show him how grateful I was for his cock. When I got the his head, I swirled my tongue around it a bit, but didn’t waste much time, as I know he likes to be in my throat. His cock is six inches, and of an average thickness, so it fits perfectly in my throat, and I wasted no time sliding him all the way into my throat. He let a small moan out, and my heart skipped a beat. I loved knowing I was pleasing him. He placed a hand on my head, but didn’t push down hard. He didn’t have to. I knew what I was supposed to do. Keeping him in my throat, I massaged his shaft with my tongue, before sticking it out and licking his balls. I swallowed repeatedly, massaging his manhood with my throat. After a minute or two of this, he grabbed hold of my head firmly, and started pulling it up and down on his cock. He would slide it up, so only his head remained in my mouth, then slam it down forcefully, jamming his cock in my throat. Like the proper whore that I am, I let him take control, and use my mouth for his pleasure. Slowly at first, then harder, and more aggressively, until he was pounding my throat with abandon, grunting and groaning. I needed air, so I pushed myself off to catch a breath. He clicked his tongue, annoyed, and not wanting to disappoint him, I quickly slid him back into my throat. He resumed fucking my face. Every time I had to come up for air, he would look annoyed, and make a sound to indicate as much. I wanted so desperately to please him, so I took quick breaths, and got back on his cock promptly. His moans became louder, and more frequent, so I knew he was getting close. I came up for air again, but this time, he didn’t wait for me to slide him back into my throat. He pushed my head down forcefully, while thrusting up. He was pounding my throat like a jackhammer now. My throat was getting sore, but I enjoyed the sensation, knowing I was giving him pleasure. As a whore, I am there to please, and will endure discomfort, because his pleasure is the most important thing. I exist to be used. He was thrusting increasingly faster, and moaning more and more loudly. I could tell he was VERY close, and though I needed air, his orgasm was more important, so I endured. Saliva was leaking from the corners of my mouth, and running down my chin, and onto my chest. Tears were running from my eyes. I was desperate to breathe, but he wasn’t done yet, so I stayed where I was, kneeling between his legs, and obediently waited for him to be done with my mouth. Finally, he let out a loud moan, and buried his cock deep in my throat. I was rewarded with several ropes of warm cum, hitting the back of my throat. Apparently he hadn’t cum in a bit, because he kept groaning and grunting, while shooting more ropes. There was so much, my mouth began to fill up. Finally, he was done, and he slid his cock out. Observing proper cumdump etiquette, I squeezed the last drops out onto my tongue, showed him the load in my mouth, and swallowed it like a good little slut. Without wasting any time, he rose, and pulled his pants up, got his hat and coat, put his shoes on, and left. I had fulfilled my purpose. I savoured the taste of his cum, and the pain in my throat. Rewards for a job well done. I was one happy whore!
I received a message from a top I service regularly, asking if I was free immediately. I responded yes, and awaited a reply. None came. I thought he’d changed his mind, and was quite disappointed. I was craving a cock, and a hot load! As I ws about to get dressed (I’m always naked at home), my doorbell sounded. I went to the front door, unlocked it, and he walked in. I was so excited! Without a word, he took his shoes, coat and hat off, walked to the recliner, dropped his pants, and sat back with his legs spread. No words, no greeting, just an expectation.
I am a dutiful slut, and know my place, so I placed a pillow on the floor, and knealt between his legs. I started with his balls, licking, kissing, and sucking them, giving them the attention they deserve, as I stroked his cock. As he started to get harder, I licked and sucked my way up his hardening shaft, kissing it passionately to show him how grateful I was for his cock. When I got the his head, I swirled my tongue around it a bit, but didn’t waste much time, as I know he likes to be in my throat. His cock is six inches, and of an average thickness, so it fits perfectly in my throat, and I wasted no time sliding him all the way into my throat. He let a small moan out, and my heart skipped a beat. I loved knowing I was pleasing him. He placed a hand on my head, but didn’t push down hard. He didn’t have to. I knew what I was supposed to do. Keeping him in my throat, I massaged his shaft with my tongue, before sticking it out and licking his balls. I swallowed repeatedly, massaging his manhood with my throat. After a minute or two of this, he grabbed hold of my head firmly, and started pulling it up and down on his cock. He would slide it up, so only his head remained in my mouth, then slam it down forcefully, jamming his cock in my throat. Like the proper whore that I am, I let him take control, and use my mouth for his pleasure. Slowly at first, then harder, and more aggressively, until he was pounding my throat with abandon, grunting and groaning. I needed air, so I pushed myself off to catch a breath. He clicked his tongue, annoyed, and not wanting to disappoint him, I quickly slid him back into my throat. He resumed fucking my face. Every time I had to come up for air, he would look annoyed, and make a sound to indicate as much. I wanted so desperately to please him, so I took quick breaths, and got back on his cock promptly. His moans became louder, and more frequent, so I knew he was getting close. I came up for air again, but this time, he didn’t wait for me to slide him back into my throat. He pushed my head down forcefully, while thrusting up. He was pounding my throat like a jackhammer now. My throat was getting sore, but I enjoyed the sensation, knowing I was giving him pleasure. As a whore, I am there to please, and will endure discomfort, because his pleasure is the most important thing. I exist to be used. He was thrusting increasingly faster, and moaning more and more loudly. I could tell he was VERY close, and though I needed air, his orgasm was more important, so I endured. Saliva was leaking from the corners of my mouth, and running down my chin, and onto my chest. Tears were running from my eyes. I was desperate to breathe, but he wasn’t done yet, so I stayed where I was, kneeling between his legs, and obediently waited for him to be done with my mouth. Finally, he let out a loud moan, and buried his cock deep in my throat. I was rewarded with several ropes of warm cum, hitting the back of my throat. Apparently he hadn’t cum in a bit, because he kept groaning and grunting, while shooting more ropes. There was so much, my mouth began to fill up. Finally, he was done, and he slid his cock out. Observing proper cumdump etiquette, I squeezed the last drops out onto my tongue, showed him the load in my mouth, and swallowed it like a good little slut. Without wasting any time, he rose, and pulled his pants up, got his hat and coat, put his shoes on, and left. I had fulfilled my purpose. I savoured the taste of his cum, and the pain in my throat. Rewards for a job well done. I was one happy whore!
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