The panting, the moaning, all came to my ears as if through thick pillows, and I saw lights for the first time since entering the room when bursts of color flashed in front of my eyes. It was hard to know what was real and what was orgasm-fueled hallucination.
Finally, Ryan slowed down into a lazy circular motion all around my quivering slit and I regained my sense of gravity. I was slumped in my chair in an unladylike splayed position, my thighs occasionally twitching but not enough to close my legs and restore my modesty.
Ryan stood and, although my hand was on his cock, he was doing all the guiding as the tip first touched to my cheek and then found its way to my mouth. My lips were already parted so I could catch my breath, and his manhood slid straight in, immediately becoming the center of my world.
All that pure male power, right on my tongue. I could feel every tiny detail on its hot, throbbing, surface so much more clearly than before, and exploring it was my brand new fascination.
Ryan stayed still, one fist gripping my hair tightly and the other hand covering mine over his shaft. I ran the tip of my tongue over the bumpy ridge as far as I could curl it around, then did the same on the other side, feeling him twitch and throb in response.
I’m doing that!
A thrill shivered its way through my body as I listened and felt the way my actions affected Ryan. I had no experience to draw on, but the complete darkness made me acutely aware of the way he caught his breath when I sucked my cheeks in to hug his cock on both sides and ran my tongue along the bottom, or the way he groaned quietly when I flicked my tongue along that ridge from side to side.
It was such a turn-on to feel his excitement, to not worry about what I looked like or that there was a world outside of this darkness. There was nothing to think about but the pure joy of pleasing the man who had given me so much of my own pleasure to deal with.
After a while, Ryan began rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his cock almost out of my mouth before plunging back in again, adding a whole new dimension to the experience. New areas to lick when he was deep, suck hard when he was almost out, so he couldn’t leave me completely.
He tasted so good! Right up there with the meal, if extremely contrasting in flavor, it was the essence of manhood, pre-cum, and the aftertaste of strawberries, cream and chocolate.
I sucked and licked with reckless abandon, pushing my man to ever higher levels of excitement, and his thrusting became harder, faster, deeper, as he started to lose control to his own basic instincts. His cock hit the back of my throat lightly at first, but gradually harder and harder until I had to use all my concentration to fight off my gag reflex.
I was swept away in the lust of the moment and almost furious at my body’s natural protest. I almost dared myself to gag, not that there was any consequence I could realistically threaten myself with.
“Holy fuck…” Ryan breathed.
He was fucking my face as hard as he could and I was still with him. When he realized this, he pulled my head against this thrusting cock and held it there until the tip popped into my throat, then slowly inched further inside me.
My eyes watered in the pitch black as my mouth was subjected to the seemingly endless cock that Ryan slowly fed into me, in the same way he had done to my pussy when he took my virginity. By the time his balls came to rest on my chin, I was already desperate for air, staying conscious by sheer willpower and excitement at this feat I had somehow accomplished.
Ryan curled his other hand around the back of my head and forced every last fraction of an inch into my throat before he released me and pulled back until I could breathe again. I gasped for air as his cock popped out of my mouth and rested on my face, but it wasn’t long until he guided himself past my lips again.
Armed with the knowledge that he could thrust past my lips as hard and deep as he wanted, Ryan utterly dominated me. My eyes watered, rivulets of saliva and pre-cum dribbled out of the corners of my mouth, on to my breasts, then met in my cleavage and made a break for my bellybutton.
He gripped my hair tighter until it was on the border of pain, his cock hardened even further until you could have bent a horseshoe around it, then he groaned low and guttural as he flooded my mouth with his creamy sperm. His flavor took over completely, and I moaned in appreciation as I tried to keep up with him, swallowing as quickly as I could around his thickness.
The best of efforts weren’t enough, and I felt some of his seed flow out of my mouth, dripping down my chin and on my breasts, just as his spurts of cum started to slow down. I caught up again and found myself licking him clean as if I hadn’t just had one of the best meals of my life.
Eventually, Ryan sat down again and the only sound was the two of us panting in the impenetrable blackness. My skin felt vaguely tingly, like the weakest case of pins and needles ever, and I felt so warm and relaxed that I wanted to curl up next to Ryan and fall asleep in his arms.