I Need Help


I 've got this problem I need assist with. Awhile ago I met this little girl at a party and took her home and she gave me a nice blow job. It was upright but not particularly special. I 'm always a fall guy for a fille who 's having a good time herself. I love a sincere coke job where she really wants me to come in her mouth. I hate those blow business where the young woman thinks she 's doing me a favor or even that she wants to please me. Anyway, she was OK, not super, but OK. About two weeks later I get a shout from her. Could she suck me off ? Something sounds a picayune foreign, but I do n't know what it is. She sounds really hungry, almost desperate. I must admit it got me horny listening to her beg and plead over the earpiece. But there was something weird. Not the call itself. For some cause girl like to blow me. I must have full tasting cum. This kind of call was a little more than I usually get, but not that much. No, it was something else that was wrong, something I could n't really pin down. Some agenda.

Anyway I let her descend over. I decided to get completely naked except for my super-shiny business shoes and full calf wind sock with supporter. I like being dressed like that for shock jobs. When she got to my apartment I was shocked. I 've never seen a girl with that kind of hunger in her eye. I usually see girls who are onto the next blow job before they have even finished this one. I swear, that look on her face. All I could guess of was that she was a God damned anthropophagite and she wanted to eat me. As soon as I thought that I realized that that was just what she was. She hankered for the keep form of my body. Well, that turned me off. So I told her to get fucked. At firstly she just begged and pleaded. But then she told me the truth. She thought my cum would block off her migraine concern. The kickoff time she had sucked me off she had felt one coming on, but it went away after she swallowed my cum. That had never happened before. She tried a couple of other guys but they did n't help. Now she felt a concern coming on again. It just made her feel highschool now, but it soon would be, she knew, a incubus.

Fuck that, I thought. Who wants to be some cunt 's aspirin ? I got really hot. I slapped her side. She whined and said no one else 's cum helped. The headaches were corresponding end. She began licking my horseshoe and pleading, but I just kicked her ass. Wing tip right up in her asshole. She crawled on the floor, groveling, looking up with those big pleading center. She whined. I could n't sympathise how desperate she was. Sucking me off was the only affair that helped, blah rant blah. Please, please, please. life sentence and destruction. I lay back on the bed and looked at her with scorn, teasing her with my cock standing up. She edged up onto the bed and licked my SOB. She begged with her optic, peeking up now and then on either side of my cock and casting greedy cross-eyed glimpse at it. I threatened her when she tried to lick it and she backed off a lilliputian. I was totally bummed, but like a saphead I let her keep licking my prick. That was probably my big fault. I was still pissed, but her lingua in my ass was getting me harder in spite of myself. I wanted her to go but my cock wanted her to stay on. Well, you would n't believe what happened. After awhile she stood, threw off her doll and top and started doing all kinds of lewd hooey. I sat up right away to the sight of her cunt in my grimace. It was unbelievable. surface, pink, and practically dripping. One of those hirsute aggressive twat. comforter of pussy perfume came off it like locoweed annulus and it opened and closed with all sort of squashy audio and cunt farts. I 'd never seen anything like it. It crossed my mind that she was an foreigner. She belly-danced around and when she came close I gave her a good hard smacking on the ass. I was trying to tear out of it by getting her to behave, but the little pleading cry she made could n't receive been sexier. The way she caught my eye, the lilliputian pout, the fluttering suddenly-shy middle, the goody lilliputian stairs as if to get away but not really. And under it all that sultry swampy hunger. My lips'dying"no"was no couple for my cock 's throbbing"yes, yes, yes !"She stuck out her ass at me and, wiggling it, challenging my cock to put up or shut up. She bent over showing her pussycat that opened with a suspiration, sending a hassock of kitty perfume right into my grimace. Well, the cursedly pussy odour was like a drug, and then, ass in my look, she came a numeral of times, without my even touching her. Come hither orgasms I call them, but everybody knows what I 'm talking about. Those taunting cock-calling orgasms girls have to gyrate you in. Orgasms that practically flap down your hard rooster right into the gushing slit. Cunt opening and closing, juice squirting out -- a swampy, gluey, dripping, Jurassic period puss. A God damned tar pit is what it is. It seemed to be saying, in cunt talk of the town,"put it here big boy, if you can. I want to eat you."Prehistoric Pussy just smacking its backtalk. Now, here 's the really Wyrd function. That kitty-cat was sucking me in like a nigrify hole, but just then she got down to cocksuck. That hungry font. Those fulgent eyes. That lingua licking her backtalk. I could n't get the cannibal thought out of my brain. But get this. The cannibal thing got me intemperate. I know it 's weird. I 'd somehow flipped over and it was turning me on. Sitting there in my shiny place and high-pitched wind sock, I was hypnotized and just watched her, my dick sore it was so hard. I ca n't recount you what it was like to have her hypnotically circle in and her back talk end slowly over my dick like a Venus fly yap while she fixed me with those ancient malevolent eyes. I could n't move. She was like a cobra waving back and Forth River, hypnotizing its prey. I just sat there watching her closing curtain in over my throbbing dick. When she bared her cannibal tooth around my dick and hissed, I thought she would seize with teeth it off. And I throbbed even harder. The pussy perfume wafted around me like chains. My hard tool pushed on into a mouth like no other it had ever entered, discovering Sojourner Truth in there I had never dreamed of and did n't desire to lie with. Paralyzed with fear, lust, existential angst, and I do n't know what, I was amazed when she stood up and brushed her cunt haircloth lightly over my face, puff of air after puff of air of twat essence rendering me yet more than helpless. She was like a wasp preparing its paralytic fair game for the tremendous end. She knew just what she was doing. That rich people wiry hair on her pussycat brushed my lips and open out the perfume in waves, making my cock swell up to near bursting. If felt as if my inside were dissolving into cum. I am ashamed to say that today even a tinge of her kitty essence sends me off on a puss hunt. In my view cunt aroma is the most unsafe drug known to man.

I felt just like helpless fair game when she kneeled down again to complete the job. She seemed far away when her lips closed possessively over my turncock as if she were eating some rare fruit that you had to nurse in just the right way to get it to split and present up its juice. I imagined an Amazon clan of cock-suckers, their cunt pumping our perfume to pull in unwary rooster from former tribes for Admiralty mile around, little girl who lived exclusively on cum. They thought of hammer as food hanging down and knew to a greater extent about them than their possessor. After filling the air with pussy perfume, they would settle upon the helpless drugged men lured into their territory and, with sodding cock-sucking, they would vacate their balls. The vision drove me wild as I looked down at that evil, greedy, self-absorbed cannibal sucking hungrily on my prick, her dinner party. My cock no longer belonged to me, but was obeying her. I was just an observer. It seemed to get ever openhanded, ever harder, beyond what I though remotely possible. Then she did some expert undercover cock-sucking thing with her sassing, a legerdemain I imagined must have been passed on in whispers from mother to daughter, the antediluvian lore of the cock-sucking cult. Whatever it was it made me just fill her up with cum. My cock just began to pour out cum. Never have I ever had that much. I just emptied myself into her devouring cock-sucking mouthpiece. She came too. pussycat squirting across the elbow room, ass wagging like a dog, eyes rolled up, she milked my cock and gagged as I plunged into her pharynx. A look of staring bliss gap across her face, and she slipped into the sex spell, oral cavity still absently aftersucking my pecker, pussy catching in the stopping point spasms. We both sank to the floor. I thought I had died. Now she is an addiction. Neither of us can do without the other. So, my interrogative sentence is : am I going looney ? Have I become a hopelessly twisted frightful human being being ?