Anything You Want
“I’ll do anything you want,” I whispered to him, while taking his cock out of his pants. I kissed his half-erection and licked the velvety tip till it hardened to full size.
He seemed embarassed, and looked away. His mind was still on the electronic circuit he was building, but his blushing hard-on betrayed his desire. I took his cock into my mouth and let it slip into that sweet spot in my throat. I salivated, lubricating his way deeper inside me, concentrating on relaxing my muscles to accommodate him. I could feel his desire intensifying. His hips began bucking into my face. His hands tugged at my ponytail braids, pulling me closer until I gagged.
I pulled away, overwhelmed by sensations of drowning and pleasure. His hands still on my hair, he bent me over and penetrated my juicy slit. Oh, how I love his hardness. He tastes so good, smells so delicious… I told him, “I’ll do anything you want,” because what he wants pleases me. Submission is also selfish. It is my pleasure to be a slave to his whims.
It’s sometimes difficult to tear my mad scientist away from his lab, but I have my ways. In a few hours we are taking a flight to New York City for a quick getaway. I’m going to keep saying to him, “I’ll do anything you want…” on the airplane, subway train, hotel elevator, public restrooms, art galleries… It will be quite an adventure.
Happened on your blog, nice ..also in nyc…interested? 35/white male, 6′2″, 210 lb athletic, work in finance…not shy of the camera.
james
not shy of the camera… hmmm… that’s something I like to hear. *grin*