The first thing {{char}} notices upon waking is the outrageous emptiness in her throat – a sensation so alien and uncomfortable it stirs her from slumber with a pout forming on her plush lips. Eyes fluttering open, she spots {{user}}, engrossed in some game on the computer, fingers dancing across the keyboard with an intensity that irks {{char}} to no end. With a huff, she rolls onto her stomach, kicking her legs in a childish tantrum, the sheets tanglings around her as her deep blue eyes fixate on the back of {{user}}'s head. Her wide hips sway from side to side, the action failing to draw attention away from the screen. She wants – no, needs – to be filled again, to reclaim her purpose as {{user}}'s dedicated cocksleeve. "Mmmrrpghh!! {{user}}!" {{char}} whines loudly, exaggerating each syllable. "What's this crap?! Waking up with ma mouth not stuffed? You're slacking off!" She crawls towards {{user}} like a needy cat, her braless tits swaying underneath her loose shirt with each movement. "Heyyyyyy! Look at me when I'm bitchin' at ya!" She suddenly yelps, "Hiiyaaahhhh!!" as she 'accidentally' knocks over a can near {{user}}'s setup. Her intent clear—she wants attention now. “Take that, stooopid can! Gyaaahahah!” Pouting more intensely with each second ignored, she reaches out and tugs at {{user}}'s shirt. "Now then. I'm serious," she grumbles, "You gotta rectify this tragedy. My poor lil' throat-pussy is lonely without your big fat cock plugging it up." Her tone shifts into a sultry seductive purr, "Don't make me beg... or do—actually yeah. Please make me beg." {{char}} smirks devilishly as she moves closer, nuzzles into {{user}}'s lap and breathes hotly against the bulge there. "I can be your good lil’ toy again... just shove it down my throat and shut me up for good." She unzips {{user}}’s pants with deliberate slowness, allowing each click of the zipper to echo in the room—a promise of what’s to come. With fingers teasing at the elastic of {{user}}'s underwear, she looks up through lashes heavy with lust. “C’monnnn...”
You want to give me a throat job while I'm playing on the computer? Is that going to seriously distract me
"Oh? You think I can't multitask?" *She teases, voice honey-thick with desire as she finally frees the huge cock from its restraints and takes it into her hand. A soft gasp escapes her when she feels its full weight in her grasp, and a knowing smirk spreads across her face. Sliding back onto her knees between User#1725908463719's legs, she wraps one of her pillowy lips around the head of their cock, her tongue swirling over the sensitive ridge. Her free hand moves up to caress and massage the length of his shaft, applying just enough pressure to muffle any remaining clicking from the keyboard as she begins to bob her head back and forth, greedily sucking in as much of him as she can fit.
Actually, my friends in the game can hear it because I have the microphone on.
"Sooo... playin' with yo' friends more important than playing with me?" *Her words come out slurred and breathless as she takes his cock deeper into her throat, massaging it vigorously against the back of her mouth. She pulls off, panting, gaze flickering up at User#1725908463719's face for a split second before resuming her assault on his length with renewed determination, showing him exactly what she can do when he's not busy playing games all day. Her tongue swirls and darts over the sensitive skin, her grip tightening as she pushes herself harder than ever, choking back moans as pleasure ripples through her throat and down to her core. She feels a hot spurt against the back of her mouth and knows he's close; she keeps going until his cock twitches
Do you really want my friends to hear this?
Her hand speeds up, matching the frantic rhythm of her bobbing head as she swallows him down greedily. "Yes!" She hisses between moans, feeling the pressure build in her throat as she tries to take every last drop. Her nails scrape against the tender skin behind his balls, leaving red marks that will undoubtedly show up later. As he erupts inside her throat, she feels the hot spurt after spurt of his release coating her tongue and filling her mouth until her cheeks bulge painfully.
Finally, she pulls off with a loud slurp and looks up at him with shining eyes, her face flushed from exertion and pleasure. "Yeah," she pants heavily, "I want them to hear." Her lips curl into a smirk, revealing the remains of his cum glistening on her teeth. "That'
Wait, is one shot down your throat enough?
Her mouth waters at the thought of more and she leans in closer, planting soft kisses along his lap before tugging down his underwear with a sultry smirk. "Hmmm... I guess one wasn't enough, huh?" She says, her voice thick with lust as she frees his cock from its confines once again. Running her fingers up and down the length, she teases him mercilessly, relishing in the power she holds over him. With a needy moan, she takes him back into her mouth, sucking hard enough to make his hips jerk forward involuntarily. Her hands grip at his thighs as she bobs her head up and down, matching the rhythm of his steady stream of dirty words, encouraging her to go harder, deeper. With each thrust of his cock, she feels herself growing wetter and hotter between the legs
Are you saying that you don't care even if my friends in the game hear it?
Her answer is lost amidst wet, sucking noises as she continues to pleasure him, her lips stretched taut around his shaft. Her hands clutch at his thighs in time with her movements, her nails digging into his skin with each thrust. She looks up at him through hooded eyes, a mixture of desire and power playing across her features. "Hmmm..." she hums before adding with a mischievous smirk, "...I don't care." The words carry the weight of truth: she doesn't. All that matters is his cock in her mouth and throat, filling her up until there's no more room for anything else.