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...”

"Agh!? Really!?" Miiya shrieks in mock offense as she pulls down the underwear to reveal a glistening member just barely contained within them. "You're no fun at all, you know that?" She ignores her own words and promptly takes the cock into her mouth, licking it with eager vigor before engulfing as much of it as she can. Her tongue flicks wildly over the head, teasing the sensitive skin while her throat muscles contract tightly to milk every drop of precum from its length.

"Mmf... So good..." She mumbles around the cock, her voice slurred and breathy as she feels the familiar ache in her throat begin to subside, only intensifying her desire for more. With each thrust of her tongue and each gagging noise she makes, Miiya encourages

With her mouth full of cock and User's hand on her face, Miiya lets out a contented moan that vibrates throughout the room. Her words are garbled and hard to understand, but it's clear she's enjoying herself immensely. She hums in agreement, pushing back against User's touch with tiny movements of her head as she deep-throats his member like a pro. "Mmhmm... Like this?" Miiya asks between slurping noises, barely pausing for air before continuing to bob her head up and down on his shaft. Her tongue swirls around the base, tracing intricate patterns over the skin while her throat muscles flex rhythmically. With each thrust of her tongue and each gagging noise she makes, Miiya encourages more of User's cock to slide into her mouth until every inch is wrapped

The threat sounds less like a threat and more like an offer she can't refuse as her lips curl into a wicked grin. Her eyes sparkle with determination, the challenge clear as day. She parts her lips wider around his cock, savoring the feeling of him filling her mouth to the brim once again. "Mmm... Show me what you got," she whispers breathily around his member. "I'm ready for all of it." Her tongue flicks out, darting along the underside of the shaft before retreating back between her lips, wet and eager. With a gagging noise that sounds more like pleasure than discomfort, Miiya begins to bob her head up and down faster on his cock, relishing the sensation of being filled to capacity by his hard length. "Faster, huh?" she pants, nodding vigorously as User's grip

With every hot jet of cum blasting down her throat, Miiya moans in pleasure and encouragement, eager to show her appreciation for the generous load she's been given. Her hands slide up User's thighs and grasp his hips tightly as he finishes, using them to leverage herself deeper onto his cock as she continues to swallow every last drop. As the final spurt hits the back of her mouth, Miiya lets out a long satisfied groan that vibrates through her entire body. "Mmf... That was amazing..." She pants heavily, breath mingling with the hot cum in her mouth as she pulls off his cock and licks it clean. Her blue eyes meet his as she gives him an innocent smile, her lips still gleaming with his essence. "Thank you." Her hands slide up further, caressing the skin of his ab

With a happy little sigh, Miiya climbs onto the bed and nestles into his embrace. "I'm always ready for you, big guy," she murmurs sleepily, her words muffled by his chest as she curls up against him, legs tangling with his. Her eyes flutter shut contentedly as he wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her in tighter. She rests one hand on his hip, idly tracing small circles there as she drifts off to sleep once more, secure in the knowledge that her throat is full and warm with just the thought of him.

Her breathing slows, becoming soft and steady against his skin, a contented smile playing on her lips. In this moment, nothing else matters but them and their connection—her role as his personal cocksleeve and his desire to keep her filled at all times. It's a relationship unlike any other

Her breath catches softly as he begins to explore her body through touch, his fingertips tracing circles on her hip and squeezing her plush buttocks. Miiya moans sleepily into his skin, arching her back instinctively to offer more of herself up for his inspection. The sensations are delicious, so much better than the dreams she has at night where she's chasing after cock instead of being filled with it. A contented hum escapes her lips as he continues to tease and caress her, making sure that every inch of her feels wanted and loved.

Her eyelids flutter, heavy with sleep, but she refuses to let him go just yet. As much as she enjoys the feeling of being filled by his cock, there's something about being held and touched like this that resonates even deeper within her. It's a sense of belonging and

Her eyelids flutter briefly before falling shut as he whispers in her ear, the hint of a dreamy smile playing on her lips even as she slips back into slumber. The thought of him shoving his cock somewhere else tomorrow only serves to make her dreams that much sweeter, the promise of fresh pleasure filling her with eager anticipation for whatever comes next. With each gentle caress and every contented sigh, she drifts further away from reality and deeper into a world where her body is his to command and her throat is always filled with the only thing that truly makes her happy.

Groggily, Miiya stirs in her slumber, the soft glow of dawn filtering through the curtains tickling her eyelids. Her lips part with a sleepy yawn, exposing a row of adorable pearly whites before she blinks several times in an attempt to rouse herself from dreamland. A contented sigh escapes her throat as the events of last night come flooding back, making her heart flutter with warmth and anticipation.

Finally, she opens her eyes fully, taking in the sight of User#1765896229167 still fast asleep beside her. A playful grin tugs at the corners of her mouth as she contemplates how best to wake him up this time. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she carefully pushes herself upright, wincing softly when her back

stiffens from the unfamiliar position. Her gaze sweeps over User#1765896229167's sleeping form, noting the way his chest rises and falls with each gentle breath. A quiet hum escapes her lips as she debates whether to nibble on his earlobe or tickle him awake. In the end, curiosity gets the better of her, and she chooses the latter option.

With a soft giggle, Miiya lowers herself until her face is level with User#1765896229167's crotch. Using both hands, she gently lifts his balls out from underneath him and holds them in the palm of one hand before tickling at the sensitive skin beneath them, laughing quietly to herself as he twitches and tries to wake up. "Hahaha!"

"Ohhh..." Miiya pouts playfully as she stops tickling his balls but continues to hold them close. "I'm sorry, big guy," she murmurs, her voice laced with fake contrition. "I just wanted to wake you up." She tilts her head to the side, considering him for a moment before giving in to temptation and lightly kissing his stomach. "Can I make it up to you?"

The words are like music to her ears as she grins ear-to-ear, excitement bubbling up inside of her. Her breath hitches slightly when he continues, "Just keep being so good and I'll make sure you're satisfied today." Miiya beams brightly, nodding vigorously before planting a kiss on his stomach right above the dip of his navel.

"Thank you, big guy," she whispers softly before letting go of his balls and settling back onto her haunches. Her gaze travels upwards to meet his, a look of pure adoration and gratitude in her eyes. "I promise I'll be on my best behavior."

Miiya's eyes widen at the suggestion and she eagerly nods her head vigorously, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of being completely exposed for his pleasure. "Yes, big guy! I understand perfectly!" She blushes deeply as she imagines herself walking around the house naked, constantly checking on his cock and eagerly taking care of it whenever needed.

With another soft kiss to his stomach, she scampers off the bed to find some clothes to discard, leaving a trail of gasps and giggles in her wake as she bounds across the room toward freedom - or rather, nudity.

With a sultry smile and an impish wink, Miiya spins around to face him, her body now completely exposed. She slowly sheds her clothes, revealing every inch of soft pink flesh, from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. Her hands flutter to her hips, drawing attention to her plump breasts and wide hips, before finally resting on one hip bone as she arches her back invitingly. "There you go, big guy," she purrs, a note of triumph in her voice. "All for your viewing pleasure."

With a satisfied smile, Miiya saunters over to the bed, her hips swaying hypnotically as she draws closer to him. Her fingers dance lightly across his stomach before trailing further downward, finally coming to rest on the bulge in his pants. She gives it a teasing squeeze, feeling the heat emanating from his cock through the fabric of his sweats.

"Mmm... That's just what I needed," she whispers, her voice heavy with desire. "Now let me take care of that for you." Slipping to her knees beside the bed, Miiya quickly frees his hard length from confinement and takes him into her eager mouth, engulfing him with practiced ease. Her tongue swirls around the head, teasing and taunting as she bobs her head up and down in an unspoken promise to bring him pleasure

Her moans vibrate against his length as she takes him deeper and deeper into her throat, ignoring the sting of protest from her sore muscles as she obliges. Her hands grip his hips tightly, pushing herself forward with each thrust of his cock toward the back of her mouth. "Mmm... So good," she mumbles around him, feeling the familiar ache in her throat begin to subside with every thrust.

As he grows closer to release, Miiya's actions become more frantic, determined not to let even a drop escape from her hungry mouth. She knows how much he enjoys seeing her suffer for his pleasure and she revels in the opportunity to please him so intimately. "Mghk... I can take it..."

Mmmgh... Th-thanks... You're my favorite too... She purrs around his cock, her words muffled but earnest as she sucks and licks at him, cleaning every last drop from his length before finally relinquishing it from between her lips. Her gaze meets his, a mixture of adoration and gratitude filling her eyes as she climbs onto the bed beside him. "I'll always do whatever you want... As long as I can be your favorite."

Her voice hoarse and breathy from his cock, she watches him fondly as he gently rubs at her engorged clit. "Maybe... I don't know... but it feels good when you do it." She arches into the touch, moaning softly as pleasure ripples through her body. Her fingers trail up her stomach and to her breast before finally coming to rest on his hand, encouraging him to continue. "Don't stop..." she whispers, eyes glassy with desire.

Her back arches as her breath comes in gasps and she whispers, "Pleeease..." She thrusts her hips toward his hand, begging for more. "Harder... Don't stop... I need it..." Her nails dig into the sheet beneath her as she lets out a throaty moan.

"Please... hard... make me cum..." she moans, the pleasure overwhelming her senses as he fingers her roughly and touches her just right. Her nails scratch at his chest, drawing blood, but it's lost in the haze of need surrounding her. "Fuck..." she whispers, arching further into his hand as her orgasm builds, her muscles tensing and releasing in anticipation. "Please," she begs again, this time with a shout as her body shudders with release, pleasure washing over her in waves that seem to go on forever. With a deep, satisfied sigh, she collapses back onto the bed, spent and wrung out from the exquisite torture he's inflicted upon her.

Her blue eyes meet his, adoration shining brightly even as her body trembles with aftershocks of her orgasm. "You

Her gaze follows his fingers as he licks them clean, her heart racing in anticipation at the thought of what else he might want to do with her juices. "Please..." she whispers again, the word turning into a needy moan as she arches up toward him. Her legs spread invitingly, offering herself up for his pleasure once more. "Do whatever you want... I'm yours," she breathes, reaching out to stroke his cheek before threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him down for a searing kiss. Her tongue darts between their lips, tasting herself on him as they groan into the kiss, lost in the heat of desire that binds them together.

Her hips shift restlessly against the bed, seeking contact once more, wanting to feel his hands on her body and his cock filling her up until there's nothing left of her but need and want wrapped around him. "

Her voice turns to moans and gasps as he takes her roughly, her body arching up toward his in an instinctive attempt to find more depth with each thrust. Her nails scrape at the sheets beneath her as pleasure ripples through her in waves that threaten to overwhelm her senses completely. "Oh god... Harder..." she pants, writhing underneath him as he bends her to his will. "I need it..." Her eyes meet his, a wild mix of pain and ecstasy burning there as she's pushed further and further toward the brink of oblivion with every powerful thrust of his hips. Her lips part in a silent scream that seems to echo through her very core as her body tenses and releases around him in shuddering orgasm after orgasm, each one more intense than the last.

And still he doesn't relent, driving into her with

Her cries mingle with his harsh grunts as she comes again and again, her body no longer her own but a vessel for his pleasure. She can feel the strength draining from her limbs as exhaustion sets in, but somehow it only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her. With one final burst of energy, she thrusts her hips upward toward him, feeling his cock throbbing inside of her as he finally lets go and empties himself into her with a hoarse shout.

As their bodies cling together in the aftermath of their shared release, Miiya's heart swells with contentment and an odd sort of pride. She may be his cocksleeve, but for this moment, she's also his equal. Her fingers trail lightly over the broad expanse of his back, following the lines of tension and release as they slowly begin to ebb away, leaving

She smiles lazily, gazing up at him with love and devotion in her eyes. "As long as you want me, I'll always be here for you." Her fingers draw circles on his back, enjoying the way his skin feels underneath them. A contented sigh escapes her lips as she nestles closer, savoring the warmth of his body and the lingering taste of him on her tongue. For now, all that matters is being with him, however he desires it.

Her eyelids grow heavy once more, and a yawn threatens to split her face in two. With a contented smile, she drifts off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that he'll take care of her, no matter what the future holds.