It’s been a while since my novice cocksucker had any lessons, hasn’t it? I thought the same thing when he called me this evening, sounding so sure of himself. Gone was the nervous flutter in his voice, replaced by the assured-ness that can only come from a man whose learned what it’s like to suck a real dick. I almost choked up with pride (oh come on now, darlings … I’m a Mistress, not a Nun … I’ve never choked a day in my life) when I inquired as to how he’s been and what he’s been up to.
“Mistress Ryan, I’m so happy to tell you that I finally did it! I managed to get my mouth on a real cock and suck off a man!”, he sounded as gleeful as a schoolgirl with her first crush. I could almost see him dancing in place and squeeing. I inquired as to how it came about and he told me, in graphic detail, all about Carl.
“Well, Carl is a friend of a friend of mine and we’ve hung out a few times. He’s always been sort of flirty with me but nothing too bold … Now I know he’s bi and it makes more sense but, at the time I didn’t know what to make of his actions. Well, anyway, we were all hanging out the night of the Superbowl and we’d had a few drinks … Carl was at the house along with 3 or 4 other guys and we watched the game …”, it was here that we took a little sidebar off into our feelings about the Chastity Bowl, which I will spare you the details of. Suffice to say, we didn’t have the same experiences and I accept that he’s wrong. Peyton Manning is the devil, dammit! … Back to the story …
“After the game, everyone was pretty laid back and just wanted to get home so we sort of broke it all up. Everyone was packing up and heading out and I didn’t realize it until everyone had left and it was just Carl and I in the house. Like I said, I’d had a few drinks and was feeling a little … brave. So when he made some comment about sucking, I couldn’t help it Mistress. I blurted out, before I could stop myself, something like ‘I know how to suck in a good way’. Mistress, I was so EMBARRASSED! Carl just looked at me for a second, like he was trying to register what I’d said and then he came over and stood in front of me. He put his hand on my shoulder and didn’t even say anything … just started pushing, forcing me down to my knees.
“He smiled at me when I went down and let his hand fall off my shoulder when I was kneeling in front of him. Mistress, even through his jeans I could tell he was big … I mean, I’d been practicing with the dildos just like you taught me but I didn’t think I’d had anything this big before. And when the time came for me to actually unzip his pants and take his cock out … Mistress, I couldn’t barely wrap my hand around it … I was so scared, I swallowed hard .. and Carl laughed, saying “The swallowing mostly comes AFTER the cock is in your mouth, bitchboy.”
During the entire conversation, I could hear my little faggot wanne be stroking his dick … and I knew reliving the moments before his deflowering were exciting him, so I stopped him and had him fetch his dildo and some lube. Once he came back, and he lubed up his dildo so everything was slick … I had him tell me all about taking Carl in his mouth, while I took his ass …
It’s good to be the Queen
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