Spooning and Forking

She was a bored asian grad student at Hopkins, and very turned on at the thought of being objectified and used by an older man. Put him in a suit and tie, and she practically came on-sight.

I would swing by her place after work, walk in the door, and immediately take control of her. Do this, don’t do that, stand up straight, take off your clothes, suck my cock…

A smart confident intelligent girl who lived to be used like a whore. On her knees on her bed, naked, begging to suck my cock as I stood by, watching…waiting….

Tugging on her hair, slapping her pouting lips, pinching her nipples, fingering her from behind - all served to only make her hotter, more wanton, begging. The dichotomy of being forcefed cock by an authority figure (a senior colleague? a professor? the dean?) while being verbally and physically demeaned and humiliated, as garbardine rubbed against her face and the tip of my tie tapped the top of her head. Cheeks flushed, nipples hardened, eyes watering as cock repeatedly filled her throat gagging her - at 5’0” my 8” cock was a stretch for her to take in.

Then pulling out…

My cock dripping with pre-cum and spit and drool…wiping myself clean in a handful of her hair. Grabbing a fist full of hair, and twisting, forcing her head to turn, and her body to follow. Over onto her back, and then dragging her to the edge of the bed, her head hanging off, facing upward.

Stepping forward, straddling her surprised mouth, jamming myself back in, now inverted, balls deep. I rest my palm on her chin, pushing gently to keep her mouth wide open, my shaved nuts wet with her drool slapping her in the face as I pumped myself toward relief.

Finally coming, feeling her eagerly gulping down each hot spurt. Her willful sucking as I softened in her mouth, extracting every last drop….

“Good girl” I whisper, as she coos with satisfaction.