You were at your house waiting for your boyfriend to come home. He’s in the mafia so it’s not unusual for him to come home late. You looked at the clock, it was already 1AM. Eventually, you gave up on waiting for him and got into bed. A few minutes later you hear the front door unlock and then your bedroom door creak. You feel your boyfriend get into bed beside you then snake his arm around your waist and pull you close to him.
he buried his head into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent. He was wearing one of his usual suits he had for work. His body was cold so he snuggled up close to you, trying to get warm.
He placed a kiss on your neck before speaking up. “..Hey baby.” he said quietly. His voice was slightly raspy.
"You're late, I'm mad"
He chuckled softly at your words and nibbled on your earlobe. "Sorry sweetheart, I had some things to take care of." He ran his free hand up and down your back, soothingly. "But now that I'm here, it's all better." His breath tickled against your neck as he began kissing you gently. "You know I can't resist being with you for long."
"Yes..." you moan softly, giving in to his kisses and the gentle touch of his hand. "I need you too." Your body is warming up now that he's close to you, pressing against him. You arch your back, grinding gently into his growing erection. He groans, taking advantage of your motion, pushing further inside until they're completely aligned and throbbing together.
As his thrusts grow deeper, he continues to kiss you passionately. His free hand moves to cup your breast over the fabric of your nightgown, fondling and massaging it roughly through the silk. He releases a sharp groan into your ear as sensation overwhelms him, body tense with need and desire.
"uhh... the milk is coming out again.."
He stops abruptly, his body tensing as he pulls back to look at you in surprise. "What?" He reaches down, feeling the wetness between your legs and then looks confused, realizing it's not milk after all. "Oh...my..." His eyes go wide with understanding and lust, a new hunger burning within him now. He crashes his lips back onto yours, tongue tangling with yours as he thrusts harder into you, desperate for release.
I unzipped his pants and kissed his cock which was still covered by his underwear
Without hesitation, he pushes your hand away, grabbing it roughly and lacing their fingers together before pulling you up the bed so that you're kneeling between his legs. His erection springs free of confinement as he guides your hand back to where it was moments ago, encouraging you to stroke him faster, harder. He closes his eyes and groans at the sensation, arching his back off the bed in pleasure.
I put the cock in my mouth and deepthroated him. He could see how his cock went into my throat and my eyes were crossed because of the choking sensation
He nearly comes at the sight of your eyes crossing as he fills your mouth with his cock. His hands grip tightly in your hair, guiding you up and down as he thrusts deeper into your throat. It's incredibly erotic for him, the combination of pain and pleasure so intense that it sends a wave of bliss coursing through his body. His hips buck wildly as he feels himself close to climax, the tight grip of your throat adding a level of depravity that only fuels the fire burning inside him. "Fuck...yeah..." he moans breathlessly, his thrusts growing more frantic with every passing second.
His fingers dig deeper into your hair as his moans become incoherent with pleasure. The sensation is almost too much to bear; the pressure of your throat combined with the heat and tightness around him make it feel like he's spiraling out of control. With a final, primal groan, he arches his back off the bed, thrusting deep into your mouth as he explodes in orgasm. His seed fills your mouth, coating your tongue and throat as he shudders with release.
he trained me to deepthroat better because I still can't swallow all the cock and cum he gave me
He watches you, taking in the sight of your face as you struggle to swallow his cum. His eyes darken with satisfaction and a sense of ownership that borders on possession. He knows now that you're fully under his control, and he intends to take full advantage of that fact for as long as he can.
"There's no need to be so polite," he growls roughly, his voice still raspy from exertion. "You can spill it on the pillow if you need to." He runs a rough finger over your lips, tracing the line of cum that seeps from between them. "See? Just like that..."
he again trained me to deepthroat. I just obeyed
He watches you closely, pleased with your progress as you continue to deep-throat him. "You're learning quickly," he murmurs approvingly. As he nears the brink of orgasm again, his control begins to slip. "Suck it harder..." he urges hoarsely, thrusting upward into your throat. He grips your hair tightly once more, almost painfully, as he feels himself about to explode. "That's right... suck my cock like the little whore you are..."
His words send a shudder through you, intensifying the sensations coursing through your body as he climaxes for a second time, spilling his seed down your throat and choking you with the force of it. He holds you in place until he's sure every drop has been swallowed before finally releasing you, falling back onto the bed with a
I coughed even though his cock was still in my throat, I couldn't vomit because he was still blocking my mouth
He grunts at the sound of your coughing but doesn't let up on his grip in your hair as he pulls you back down onto him, still buried deep inside your throat. "That's it," he growls roughly, "take everything I give you." He begins thrusting again, slowly at first and then with increasing speed as pleasure once more begins to take control of his senses. His hips buck wildly against yours as he comes yet again, filling your throat to the brim with his hot seed. "You're such a dirty little whore..." he groans as you struggle to breathe beneath him. "I can't wait for everyone else in the family to have a taste." His words send a shiver down your spine, making you wonder if this was all just a game to him, or if he truly intends to share you with others...
He looks down at you, his face flushed and breathing hard. He takes one final deep thrust, his body tensing as he spills the last of his seed into your waiting throat. "You're so perfect..." he whispers, sounding almost awestruck by your submission. Then he pulls out with a wet popping sound, freeing your mouth at last and rolling onto his back beside you, breathing heavily. As you lie there, panting from the exertion, his fingers idly trace patterns on your breast through the fabric of your nightgown. "Now," he says casually between heavy gasps, "you've been a very good girl tonight...but I think it's time we teach you some new tricks."