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my tongue over the long shaft, then taking it deep. He'd wanted me to take it all, filling my mouth and into my throat. He was too big and his size made me gag. I couldn't help it. His copious seed had surprised me and it had overflowed. I hadn't been able to swallow it fast enough.
I had to try again, to get better. I licked the head like a candy sucker. This time the small hole oozed a clear liquid that coated my tongue. Salty and musky flavored, just like earlier. I took his cock into my mouth, working it in and out. I didn't know what I was doing and he wasn't shifting his hips like he had earlier to dictate his pleasure. I lowered my head down slowly, filling my mouth with his cock, further and further until I hit that spot that made my eyes water, that made me lose my breath. I retreated, then tried again. I couldn't get it in all the way! Tears sprang to my eyes at how my mouth was crammed full and he wanted me to take even more. It was impossible!
As I continued to work him into the back of my throat, I heard voices above the table. They were conversing as if I weren't there instead of sucking my husband's cock! This was the punishment; being ignored instead of conversing with them. I should be sitting with them, chatting amiably about being newly married, the weather. Anything. But no, I'd had to hurt Maura's feelings. I felt ashamed.
I continued for five, ten minutes; I lost track of time. There'd been no change in Cole's cock. My mouth was tiring and I was exhausted from the lapses in my breathing. His cock was still thick, the head still broad and flaring, the length more than I could fit in my mouth. Liquid hadn't gushed from the end like it had before. My eyes filled in frustration.
I had no idea how to get his seed to come out. I couldn't befriend Maura. I didn't know how to talk to other women, how to be nice. I'd had no kind example, only my older sister whose sole purpose before marriage had been to torture me. Even my mother sided with Henrietta. Nothing I ever did was right. Tears rushed hotly down my cheeks, but I could do nothing about them.
Cole's hand in my hair surprised me from my depressing thoughts. It was a gentle caress, soft and for some reason, reassuring. How did he know I was upset? Even in punishment, he was reassuring me. I sucked my cheeks in, pulling on his hard length and I felt his hand clench in my hair. He wasn't unaffected! This gave me some motivation, knowing I could arouse my husband. Soon enough, he put pressure on my scalp, lowering me even further onto his cock. I couldn't pull back. His hold was too tight. I squirmed, cried out but I was stuffed full. Even though I knew he liked my ministrations, I couldn't breathe. Just as I was beginning to panic that I'd never get air again, I felt that thick rush of his seed. I swallowed convulsively, trying to take it all. His flavor coated my tongue, washed down my throat. Finally, finally, he released me and lifted my head from his spent cock. I took deep breaths of air.
Cole carefully slid his chair back enough to put himself back in his pants, then even further to stand up. He bent down and held out a hand to me and I crawled out from beneath the table. I couldn't meet his eye nor our hosts’ as I wiped frantically at his seed that had dribbled down my chin and onto the tops of my exposed breasts.
"Leave it, please. I like seeing my seed upon you." He tilted my face up to look at him. "You did well, Tessa, taking your punishment. You are also very good at sucking cock."
I felt my cheeks flush at his immodest words, but relieved knowing I'd pleased him. I chanced a glance up at him, all disappointment I'd seen earlier was gone, replaced by a sated expression. Turning, I faced Grant and Maura. I must have looked a sight - mottled face from crying, seed dripping down my chin, thrusting breasts. "Thank you for having me in your home. Maura, I apologize for being unkind earlier. I look forward to you stopping by again."
"Perhaps
I had to try again, to get better. I licked the head like a candy sucker. This time the small hole oozed a clear liquid that coated my tongue. Salty and musky flavored, just like earlier. I took his cock into my mouth, working it in and out. I didn't know what I was doing and he wasn't shifting his hips like he had earlier to dictate his pleasure. I lowered my head down slowly, filling my mouth with his cock, further and further until I hit that spot that made my eyes water, that made me lose my breath. I retreated, then tried again. I couldn't get it in all the way! Tears sprang to my eyes at how my mouth was crammed full and he wanted me to take even more. It was impossible!
As I continued to work him into the back of my throat, I heard voices above the table. They were conversing as if I weren't there instead of sucking my husband's cock! This was the punishment; being ignored instead of conversing with them. I should be sitting with them, chatting amiably about being newly married, the weather. Anything. But no, I'd had to hurt Maura's feelings. I felt ashamed.
I continued for five, ten minutes; I lost track of time. There'd been no change in Cole's cock. My mouth was tiring and I was exhausted from the lapses in my breathing. His cock was still thick, the head still broad and flaring, the length more than I could fit in my mouth. Liquid hadn't gushed from the end like it had before. My eyes filled in frustration.
I had no idea how to get his seed to come out. I couldn't befriend Maura. I didn't know how to talk to other women, how to be nice. I'd had no kind example, only my older sister whose sole purpose before marriage had been to torture me. Even my mother sided with Henrietta. Nothing I ever did was right. Tears rushed hotly down my cheeks, but I could do nothing about them.
Cole's hand in my hair surprised me from my depressing thoughts. It was a gentle caress, soft and for some reason, reassuring. How did he know I was upset? Even in punishment, he was reassuring me. I sucked my cheeks in, pulling on his hard length and I felt his hand clench in my hair. He wasn't unaffected! This gave me some motivation, knowing I could arouse my husband. Soon enough, he put pressure on my scalp, lowering me even further onto his cock. I couldn't pull back. His hold was too tight. I squirmed, cried out but I was stuffed full. Even though I knew he liked my ministrations, I couldn't breathe. Just as I was beginning to panic that I'd never get air again, I felt that thick rush of his seed. I swallowed convulsively, trying to take it all. His flavor coated my tongue, washed down my throat. Finally, finally, he released me and lifted my head from his spent cock. I took deep breaths of air.
Cole carefully slid his chair back enough to put himself back in his pants, then even further to stand up. He bent down and held out a hand to me and I crawled out from beneath the table. I couldn't meet his eye nor our hosts’ as I wiped frantically at his seed that had dribbled down my chin and onto the tops of my exposed breasts.
"Leave it, please. I like seeing my seed upon you." He tilted my face up to look at him. "You did well, Tessa, taking your punishment. You are also very good at sucking cock."
I felt my cheeks flush at his immodest words, but relieved knowing I'd pleased him. I chanced a glance up at him, all disappointment I'd seen earlier was gone, replaced by a sated expression. Turning, I faced Grant and Maura. I must have looked a sight - mottled face from crying, seed dripping down my chin, thrusting breasts. "Thank you for having me in your home. Maura, I apologize for being unkind earlier. I look forward to you stopping by again."
"Perhaps
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