A New Taste Part 46 Lunchtime Length
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The city gent messaged me with his requirements.
'I have time for a longer appointment. You may lavish attention on it. 40 minutes or so.'
It had been nearly a month since I had fellated his huge penis and the prospect of spending so much time indulging my passion was just the news I needed. I packed a my bag with lubrication and cockrings. I planned to edge that long cock if he would let and tease him beyond mere pleasure into areas of ecstasy he had not experienced before.
In his empty office he cracked the blinds a little letting in hot amber stripes of sunlight across the floor. He checked to see if we could be observed and once reassured began to undress with his back to me. Between his legs I saw his long dick swinging and my mouth watered in anticipation. When he turned I looked lovingly at his manhood. It still filled me with joy just to see it.
He approached flaunting that long dick inches from my face.
I raised the large black rubber hoop of a cock ring up around his dangling ball bag. Then, manhandling his soft but lengthy penis, I bent it and began tucking it down through the ring. When enough was through I grabbed it and pulled until it sat behind both cock and balls. I caressed his length and pushed the second smaller ring down the shaft to stop at his balls. The fit was ideal. A little room for expansion but not tight yet.
“Talk to me as you work. Tell me what you are thinking.” He said.
“I am thinking how much I love your penis. It is so beautiful. I'm thinking I hope the rings make you bigger than ever and I can make you ache with pleasure.” I enjoyed being completely frank about my cock worship. The truth was deeply arousing. “And if i'm honest I am anticipating your orgasm, I hope for a huge amount of semen.”
I began rolling his foreskin and wanking him. Slowly he stiffened.
“Tell me more.” He said.
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“Oh! Go on...”
“I think about more than oral sex... I think about you fucking me.”
“I know you do. It's only natural but I imagine it would hurt you if I did. I like you worshipping my cock the way you do. I find great satisfaction in using your mouth. You are my private cock sucking servant. If I ever feel I need to fuck you I'm sure you will submit to me.”
“I would Sir. I would cum if you entered me.”
“When you masturbate thinking about me what do you visualise?”
“Sometimes I think of you cumming huge amounts, like you are pissing cum into my mouth. Sometimes I think of being caught deepthroating you and people see how much I adore swallowing your semen. My adams apple goes up and down as they watch, they see what I really am.”
“A cum swallowing whore.” He said bluntly.
I immediately took about 6 inches of him in my mouth as he said I was a whore. I snorted thorough my nose. I was so desperately turned on.
“Suck my cock you fucking slut!” He added quietly. I pushed onto his flesh and the flat of my tongue stimulated his shaft as saliva dripped from my lips.
“Deeper slut!” He ordered and grabbed my head. He forced me deeper but I choked and he let go.
“I want to see your lips kiss the cock ring. Now!”
I took a few breaths and plunged down his long cock. In my jeans precum oozed from my aroused penis. His words made me vibrate with sensuous pleasure. I had to withdraw and calm down a bit.
“Too horny?” He asked.
“Yes. You cock is too beautiful for me sometimes. I want to please you so much.”
He masturbated inches from my face. I rubbed my erection against my thigh.
“Please hit me Sir.” I pleaded softly.
“Good boy.” He replied as he slapped his huge dick on my face.
“Thank you Sir.” I added. He whacked me again and again. “Thank you!” I managed after each few blows. I could feel the wetness of my own lubricant on my finger tips as I touched my prominent bulge. He saw me touching myself and kicked my hand away.
“I will yell you if you can touch yourself.” He stated and to my surprise pressed his naked foot onto my cock. He pressed hard and I found it extremely pleasing. It was thrilling to be touched by him even if it was in this forceful way. I could tell his toes briefly explored my cock. I thanked him but he withdrew his foot when I spoke.
“Suck me” He ordered as his head tilted upwards. “Suck me.”
I did as I was told. I properly worshiped his huge cock. After ten minutes of working it with my mouth I needed a break for my jaw. So I adjusted my approach and using two hands stroked his splendid shaft. The rings had had quite an effect. He was engorged. His cock was red and angry. I applied some lube to my palms and set to work.
I worked it, twisting and milking with wet hands like a potter trying to make a great clay sausage stand upright. The swollen head looked perfect. The flared collar begged for my tongue and I lapped all over his firm hot helmet. That unusually large piss hole with clear precum emerging, tempted me to probe. I began a miniature tongue fucking that met with vocal approval.
I saw that he was bulging around the cock rings. He was rolling his head about as I stimulated him minute after minute without taking him to orgasm. He moaned and called me slutty names. I took a moment to study his member. It was thicker than I had ever seen it. It was harder than before. Constrained by the cock rings he was truly huge. He looked at me as I stared at his penis. He snarled and towered over me. I shook my head in disbelief at the perfection of it. He held my head, my hands slipping behind him to hold his buttocks, and he pushed that hung prick into my mouth and began to fuck my face.
Grunts accompanied his thrusts. I loved every second of it and using my hold on his bottom tried to push more into my head. He took the message and gave me no option but to take every last inch to the root. Briefly my lips kissed the rubber ring at his root as I struggled to remain calm. He finally let me go and I gasped for air as spittle flew about. It was too much. I was uncomfortable after it had left my throat. His engorged cock was finally to big for me. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.
He held his penis with pride. “Fuck!” he said, “Look at it!”
Breathing deeply I raised my head and turned my cheek to him. He understood what I was hinting at and slapped me hard with his blood-filled baton. It hurt just enough. I turned the other cheek just in time to recieve the second hit. He repeated the beating with clear enjoyment. I caught his eye and my submissive lust was transparently obvious. He hit me so hard with his beautiful cock that it must have hurt but both of us adored it. He paused and standing naked masturbated proudly. I stared and rubbed my damp crotch. He performed like an athlete. Knees slightly bent, oozing liquid, his testicles urging him to splash my face with the milk only a man can make.
“It's time... I must cum!” He said almost in distress.
I opened my mouth and he made his move, still wanking until it was inside my head. His palm rested behind my skull and drew me onto him. The ejaculate began to flow. It rushed from his body and my lips and tongue felt each spoonful race up his penis before depositing hot fluid for me to savour and swallow. He masturbated himself into me as I sucked the first few inches of him. This way I could taste him properly. The cumload was huge and welcome. The immense thrill unloaded my own balls down my thigh and saturated my jeans. I almost doubled up as the simultaneous orgasms entered and exited me. He sensed my climax and crushed my cock with his foot. I juddered and gulped as he pumped pulse after pulse into my mouth. My orgasm altered my a****l desire but I adored pleasing this exceptional penis and took all he had. He eventually finished unloading and I sucked him clean. He removed the flagging member and shook it as if he had just finished having a piss. It looked huge as it flopped down to rest.
“My god that was intense.” He said.
“May I kiss it?” I asked.
“Yes, be quick.”
I lifted it and blinked as tears rolled down my cheeks. I kissed the head and down the shaft.
“Did you cum at the end?” He enquired.
“Yes. I couldn't help it. Sorry”
“It's ok.” His foot pressed my soft cock through my jeans, squelching it into my own semen. I was unexpected contact. He seemed to enjoy touching my cock.
“I need to get these rings off, they were biting into me.”
I helped remove them and once they were off I kissed the deep grooves where they had rested. His heavy member had been strained to it limits. He pulled up his briefs until his huge cock and balls dangled over the elastic. I held them with both hands and tucked them inside. For a fleeting moment I cupped his impressive bulge.
I stood close to him as he finished dressing, restlessly licking my lips and tasting his ejaculate.
“Does the taste linger Ben?”
“Yes Sir. I can taste you afterwards as I walk through London”
“You have found your vocation Ben.”
We both smiled and made our way to the front of the building. He slipped a bundle of notes into the pocket of my jeans and my hand reached out towards his crotch.
“Just this once.” He whispered.
My fingers felt the outline of his cock through the rich material of his trousers.
“Enough,” He said and I withdrew my hand and we went our seperate ways.
'I have time for a longer appointment. You may lavish attention on it. 40 minutes or so.'
It had been nearly a month since I had fellated his huge penis and the prospect of spending so much time indulging my passion was just the news I needed. I packed a my bag with lubrication and cockrings. I planned to edge that long cock if he would let and tease him beyond mere pleasure into areas of ecstasy he had not experienced before.
In his empty office he cracked the blinds a little letting in hot amber stripes of sunlight across the floor. He checked to see if we could be observed and once reassured began to undress with his back to me. Between his legs I saw his long dick swinging and my mouth watered in anticipation. When he turned I looked lovingly at his manhood. It still filled me with joy just to see it.
He approached flaunting that long dick inches from my face.
I raised the large black rubber hoop of a cock ring up around his dangling ball bag. Then, manhandling his soft but lengthy penis, I bent it and began tucking it down through the ring. When enough was through I grabbed it and pulled until it sat behind both cock and balls. I caressed his length and pushed the second smaller ring down the shaft to stop at his balls. The fit was ideal. A little room for expansion but not tight yet.
“Talk to me as you work. Tell me what you are thinking.” He said.
“I am thinking how much I love your penis. It is so beautiful. I'm thinking I hope the rings make you bigger than ever and I can make you ache with pleasure.” I enjoyed being completely frank about my cock worship. The truth was deeply arousing. “And if i'm honest I am anticipating your orgasm, I hope for a huge amount of semen.”
I began rolling his foreskin and wanking him. Slowly he stiffened.
“Tell me more.” He said.
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“Oh! Go on...”
“I think about more than oral sex... I think about you fucking me.”
“I know you do. It's only natural but I imagine it would hurt you if I did. I like you worshipping my cock the way you do. I find great satisfaction in using your mouth. You are my private cock sucking servant. If I ever feel I need to fuck you I'm sure you will submit to me.”
“I would Sir. I would cum if you entered me.”
“When you masturbate thinking about me what do you visualise?”
“Sometimes I think of you cumming huge amounts, like you are pissing cum into my mouth. Sometimes I think of being caught deepthroating you and people see how much I adore swallowing your semen. My adams apple goes up and down as they watch, they see what I really am.”
“A cum swallowing whore.” He said bluntly.
I immediately took about 6 inches of him in my mouth as he said I was a whore. I snorted thorough my nose. I was so desperately turned on.
“Suck my cock you fucking slut!” He added quietly. I pushed onto his flesh and the flat of my tongue stimulated his shaft as saliva dripped from my lips.
“Deeper slut!” He ordered and grabbed my head. He forced me deeper but I choked and he let go.
“I want to see your lips kiss the cock ring. Now!”
I took a few breaths and plunged down his long cock. In my jeans precum oozed from my aroused penis. His words made me vibrate with sensuous pleasure. I had to withdraw and calm down a bit.
“Too horny?” He asked.
“Yes. You cock is too beautiful for me sometimes. I want to please you so much.”
He masturbated inches from my face. I rubbed my erection against my thigh.
“Please hit me Sir.” I pleaded softly.
“Good boy.” He replied as he slapped his huge dick on my face.
“Thank you Sir.” I added. He whacked me again and again. “Thank you!” I managed after each few blows. I could feel the wetness of my own lubricant on my finger tips as I touched my prominent bulge. He saw me touching myself and kicked my hand away.
“I will yell you if you can touch yourself.” He stated and to my surprise pressed his naked foot onto my cock. He pressed hard and I found it extremely pleasing. It was thrilling to be touched by him even if it was in this forceful way. I could tell his toes briefly explored my cock. I thanked him but he withdrew his foot when I spoke.
“Suck me” He ordered as his head tilted upwards. “Suck me.”
I did as I was told. I properly worshiped his huge cock. After ten minutes of working it with my mouth I needed a break for my jaw. So I adjusted my approach and using two hands stroked his splendid shaft. The rings had had quite an effect. He was engorged. His cock was red and angry. I applied some lube to my palms and set to work.
I worked it, twisting and milking with wet hands like a potter trying to make a great clay sausage stand upright. The swollen head looked perfect. The flared collar begged for my tongue and I lapped all over his firm hot helmet. That unusually large piss hole with clear precum emerging, tempted me to probe. I began a miniature tongue fucking that met with vocal approval.
I saw that he was bulging around the cock rings. He was rolling his head about as I stimulated him minute after minute without taking him to orgasm. He moaned and called me slutty names. I took a moment to study his member. It was thicker than I had ever seen it. It was harder than before. Constrained by the cock rings he was truly huge. He looked at me as I stared at his penis. He snarled and towered over me. I shook my head in disbelief at the perfection of it. He held my head, my hands slipping behind him to hold his buttocks, and he pushed that hung prick into my mouth and began to fuck my face.
Grunts accompanied his thrusts. I loved every second of it and using my hold on his bottom tried to push more into my head. He took the message and gave me no option but to take every last inch to the root. Briefly my lips kissed the rubber ring at his root as I struggled to remain calm. He finally let me go and I gasped for air as spittle flew about. It was too much. I was uncomfortable after it had left my throat. His engorged cock was finally to big for me. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.
He held his penis with pride. “Fuck!” he said, “Look at it!”
Breathing deeply I raised my head and turned my cheek to him. He understood what I was hinting at and slapped me hard with his blood-filled baton. It hurt just enough. I turned the other cheek just in time to recieve the second hit. He repeated the beating with clear enjoyment. I caught his eye and my submissive lust was transparently obvious. He hit me so hard with his beautiful cock that it must have hurt but both of us adored it. He paused and standing naked masturbated proudly. I stared and rubbed my damp crotch. He performed like an athlete. Knees slightly bent, oozing liquid, his testicles urging him to splash my face with the milk only a man can make.
“It's time... I must cum!” He said almost in distress.
I opened my mouth and he made his move, still wanking until it was inside my head. His palm rested behind my skull and drew me onto him. The ejaculate began to flow. It rushed from his body and my lips and tongue felt each spoonful race up his penis before depositing hot fluid for me to savour and swallow. He masturbated himself into me as I sucked the first few inches of him. This way I could taste him properly. The cumload was huge and welcome. The immense thrill unloaded my own balls down my thigh and saturated my jeans. I almost doubled up as the simultaneous orgasms entered and exited me. He sensed my climax and crushed my cock with his foot. I juddered and gulped as he pumped pulse after pulse into my mouth. My orgasm altered my a****l desire but I adored pleasing this exceptional penis and took all he had. He eventually finished unloading and I sucked him clean. He removed the flagging member and shook it as if he had just finished having a piss. It looked huge as it flopped down to rest.
“My god that was intense.” He said.
“May I kiss it?” I asked.
“Yes, be quick.”
I lifted it and blinked as tears rolled down my cheeks. I kissed the head and down the shaft.
“Did you cum at the end?” He enquired.
“Yes. I couldn't help it. Sorry”
“It's ok.” His foot pressed my soft cock through my jeans, squelching it into my own semen. I was unexpected contact. He seemed to enjoy touching my cock.
“I need to get these rings off, they were biting into me.”
I helped remove them and once they were off I kissed the deep grooves where they had rested. His heavy member had been strained to it limits. He pulled up his briefs until his huge cock and balls dangled over the elastic. I held them with both hands and tucked them inside. For a fleeting moment I cupped his impressive bulge.
I stood close to him as he finished dressing, restlessly licking my lips and tasting his ejaculate.
“Does the taste linger Ben?”
“Yes Sir. I can taste you afterwards as I walk through London”
“You have found your vocation Ben.”
We both smiled and made our way to the front of the building. He slipped a bundle of notes into the pocket of my jeans and my hand reached out towards his crotch.
“Just this once.” He whispered.
My fingers felt the outline of his cock through the rich material of his trousers.
“Enough,” He said and I withdrew my hand and we went our seperate ways.
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