You’re under the table
While I’m writing this
You’ve been circling around me
Then moments ago, you sat down next to me
And pulled your shirt up
Without words, you told me to suck on your nipples
It made me horny
I then told you to get under the table
And take my dick in your mouth
Now you are undoing my jeans
And something is breaking in me
My fingers and brain has started cooperating
Typing on the laptop
“Deeper” I tell you in a commanding tone
While you’re giving me a blowjob
It looks like you are worshipping me
“I’m thirsty for milk” you say
And look up
You look submissive
I can hear your sounds
Spitting
Moaning
“Go deeper” I say
You come closer
You go deeper
You are sitting on your knees
You are spitting cautiously on my dick
I can see your hair
Under me
Between my legs
While typing on the laptop
You are making sounds
They sound like somewhere between gagging and eating Tiramisu
I slide deeper down your throat
No effort needed
Your throat is open wide
I’m not completely hard yet
You are working to get me harder
Your breathing is the give-away
Your intentions are semi-devilish
You are stroking me
Cautiously
But with intent
Caressing my dick
It feels like worship
I can feel your cold and soft hands
Caressing the root
Of my dick
It provokes me for some reason
“Spit” I command
You obey
Half-heartedly
Lazily somehow
Like someone that hasn’t learned how to spit
A slow way of spitting
On my dick
But your breathing shows that you’re horny
Increasingly
As you sit under the table
I love your lazy way of spitting
And the way you sound
When you have my dick in your throat
As a trained animal
That obeys
And quickly learn from subtle punishments and rewards
I use my words
You use your tongue
I worship your submissiveness
And that you obey quietly
No questions asked
You simply position yourself under the dining table
In silence
While I write
And you do it because I tell you to
You spit again
Lazily again
Your hands are soft
There are strings of drool
From your mouth to my dick
They are all wet and shiny
It feels like you’ve surrendered
Completely now
No thinking
No consciousness
As if no single thought is allowed through the door
To your brain
Just instincts
My dick
And drool
You’ve let go
Given in
This right now is your gift
Your way of showing your appreciation
Of the words I’m typing
It feels authentic
It’s like ancient biology
Between the sexes
Like a primal force
It’s a primal feeling
While I’m writing
You go deep again
Swallow me whole
You put your arms on my thighs
No longer hiding under the table
You have been eating dinner there a thousand times
At that table
Now you are giving me head
A worshipping queen giving a blowjob
You are caressing my dick
It’s drenched
Soaked
Your spit is all over
The sounds you make are driving me crazy
Why haven’t anyone sucked my cock like this before?
You want me to come
You want to feel the sperm in your mouth
You crave it “I want your sperm” you say
“I want your sperm” you repeat
And take another hold on my cock
Harder this time
It won’t be long until I come
I want to come
I love it when you beg for it
My sperm
It makes me feel important
Strong
Wanted
Your one hand intensifies the grip
You put the other hand under my balls
It’s cold
Your hand
And soft too
You stroke me
And your mouth is in rhythmic movement
Over the tip of my dick
It’s almost as if you are teasing me
Don’t fucking mess around
And you aren’t
I come.
Loudly
You forcefully move closer to me
And you push my dick all the way down your throat
And the milk leaves my body
In one big squirt
I see it in your facial expression
The rest of the milk seeps out
You look up
In anticipation
You look proud
And then you open your mouth
And show me that you swallowed it
You drank the milk
You’re under the table
While I’m writing this
You’ve been circling around me
Then moments ago, you sat down next to me
And pulled your shirt up
Without words, you told me to suck on your nipples
It made me horny
I then told you to get under the table
And take my dick in your mouth
Now you are undoing my jeans
And something is breaking in me
My fingers and brain has started cooperating
Typing on the laptop
“Deeper” I tell you in a commanding tone
While you’re giving me a blowjob
It looks like you are worshipping me
“I’m thirsty for milk” you say
And look up
You look submissive
I can hear your sounds
Spitting
Moaning
“Go deeper” I say
You come closer
You go deeper
You are sitting on your knees
You are spitting cautiously on my dick
I can see your hair
Under me
Between my legs
While typing on the laptop
You are making sounds
They sound like somewhere between gagging
And eating Tiramisu
I slide deeper down your throat
No effort needed
Your throat is open wide
I’m not completely hard yet
You are working to get me harder
Your breathing is the give-away
Your intentions are semi-devilish
You are stroking me
Cautiously
But with intent
Caressing my dick
It feels like worship
I can feel your cold and soft hands
Caressing the root
Of my dick
It provokes me for some reason
“Spit” I command
You obey
Half-heartedly
Lazily somehow
Like someone that hasn’t learned how to spit
A slow way of spitting
On my dick
But your breathing shows that you’re horny
Increasingly
As you sit under the table
I love your lazy way of spitting
And the way you sound
When you have my dick in your throat
As a trained animal
That obeys
And quickly learn from subtle punishments and rewards
I use my words
You use your tongue
I worship your submissiveness
And that you obey quietly
No questions asked
You simply position yourself under the dining table
In silence
While I write
And you do it because I tell you to
You spit again
Lazily again
Your hands are soft
There are strings of drool
From your mouth to my dick
They are all wet and shiny
It feels like you’ve surrendered
Completely now
No thinking
No consciousness
As if no single thought is allowed through the door
To your brain
Just instincts
My dick
And drool
You’ve let go
Given in
This right now is your gift
Your way of showing your appreciation
Of the words I’m typing
It feels authentic
It’s like ancient biology
Between the sexes
Like a primal force
It’s a primal feeling
While I’m writing
You go deep again
Swallow me whole
You put your arms on my thighs
No longer hiding under the table
You have been eating dinner there a thousand times
At that table
Now you are giving me head
A worshipping queen giving a blowjob
You are caressing my dick
It’s drenched
Soaked
Your spit is all over
The sounds you make are driving me crazy
Why haven’t anyone sucked my cock like this before?
You want me to come
You want to feel the sperm in your mouth
You crave it “I want your sperm” you say
“I want your sperm” you repeat
And take another hold on my cock
Harder this time
It won’t be long until I come
I want to come
I love it when you beg for it
My sperm
It makes me feel important
Strong
Wanted
Your one hand intensifies the grip
You put the other hand under my balls
It’s cold
Your hand
And soft too
You stroke me
And your mouth is in rhythmic movement
Over the tip of my dick
It’s almost as if you are teasing me
Don’t fucking mess around
And you aren’t
I come.
Loudly
You forcefully move closer to me
And you push my dick all the way down your throat
And the milk leaves my body
In one big squirt
I see it in your facial expression
The rest of the milk seeps out
You look up
In anticipation
You look proud
And then you open your mouth
And show me that you swallowed it
You drank the milk