Virtual Reality to My New Reality Part 8 By Melissa Huntington
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Mike put his hand on my ass and moved me along the walkway toward his car.
"We'll come by and get your car tomorrow."
As he put the car into gear, I leaned over and kissed him on the neck, but he squirmed and used his hand to move me back into the car seat.
"You really enjoyed Christian's cock, didn't you?"
"Not as much as I'm going to enjoy yours."
I cooed. Then Mike fell silent and I spent the rest of the drive fixing my makeup. He said nothing until we entered his condo.
"Wait here. I'll be right back."
After kicking my shoes off, I sat down in the living room, my raincoat over my nude body. When Mike appeared, he was naked, and his cock was hard.
"Oh baby you must have such a case of blue balls, let me make them better."
I stood up and slipped the raincoat off my shoulders then I stopped as my eyes met Mike's. They were burning, intense, but the fire was somehow cold. He moved straight forward and backed me up into the wall.
"You know, Melissa, you talk a good game about worshipping the cock. You even got me to say that you worship the cock. But you have no idea what it means to worship the cock."
I reached my hand toward his stiff cock.
"Let me show you how I worship the cock."
I recoiled in shock as he slapped my right hand with his left hand, and his right hand moved up against my throat.
"You don't touch the cock until I say you can touch the cock."
I looked away from him, his tone of voice and behavior was so jarring.
"Look at me, Melissa. Look into my eyes. You will learn how to worship my cock. Do you understand?"
I looked into his eyes and whimpered my assent. His left hand grasped my wrist and held my hand in place. He moved his hips so his cock brushed against my hand, but I didn't dare grasp it.
With his other hand, he released my throat and slid his hand between my legs, roughly moving along my lips then sliding two, then three fingers inside me. I gasped but I made no move to hold his wrist, or to grind against him or to try to move his hand away.
Then he moved his hand up toward my chest, groping my tits before using the palm of his hand to make first one then the other tit jiggle and bounce. I was gasping when he spoke.
"You like how I make your D-cup titties jiggle?"
"Yes."
Suddenly he slapped my tit, not hard but not softly either. I don't know what surprised me more, that Mike did it or that I liked it.
"You're such a slut, Melissa. You really loved Christian's big cock didn't you? But now its time for you to show me there is only one cock you truly worship."
He released my wrist and with his other hand pushed my shoulders down until I squatted against the wall. Mike put one hand against my forehead, forcing my head against the wall. Our eyes locked together with a laser's focus, Mike spoke again.
"That's right, that's where you belong. You worship from your knees. Worship the cock. Tell the cock what it means to you."
I kept my eyes locked on his as I began to speak, and Mike smacked his cock against my cheek.
"Don't tell me, tell the cock. Worship the cock."
I stared at his erection and cried out my words.
"You're the cock I live for. You're the only cock that can satisfy me. I love how you feel anywhere inside me. I love how you taste, how you fill my mouth and slide into my throat. I love when you fuck me, when you fill my pussy and take control of me. I submit to your wants, because your wants are my wants. I am nothing without you."
His hand still held my head against the wall, and I was powerless to reach his cock. I stuck my tongue out, trying to get a little taste, when Mike smacked his cock against my cheek again, then moved the head between my pursed lips, all the while keeping it just out of my reach.
"What do you want, Melissa?" "I want to taste you. I want to suck your cock!"
"I can't hear you."
"I want to suck your cock! I want you to fuck my face with your beautiful dick!!"
He thrust himself into my mouth then removed his cock and held it out of my reach again.
"Open!"
I opened as wide as I could as he entered my mouth again, then he started fucking my mouth steadily, using me for his pleasure. As he started fucking harder, his cock would slip out of my mouth and he would miss on the next thrust, like some overanxious teenager getting laid for the first time. His cock would slide along my cheek, my mouth buried in his crotch before he found the opening he was using. Finally he stopped again and held his cock an inch from my hungry, frustrated mouth.
"What do you say, Melissa?"
"Thank you, cock for fucking my mouth. You were a taste of heaven while you used my mouth for your pleasure. Please do it again!"
Mike slid his cock into my mouth again and this time he released my head. I was free to worship his cock now and I sucked it like a mad woman, feverish with desire, desperate to please it, to possess it and be possessed by it.
He removed his cock from my mouth then and lifted under my shoulders until I was on my feet, then he spun me around against the wall, my ass pointed toward him. He slapped my thighs apart then dragged the head of his cock against my slit.
"What do you want, Melissa? Tell the cock. Ask nicely and maybe you will get what you want."
"Please cock, fuck me. Take me, split me open and fill my pussy. Fuck me!"
He thrust all the way inside me and started fucking me hard and steady and I gasped and panted. He began to spank me on each reverse thrust until I felt my ass burn a bright pink.
"You like getting your ass spanked while the cock fucks you, Melissa?"
"Yes, I love when you spank my ass. Thank you for spanking my ass while you fill my pussy with your big cock!"
Mike grasped my elbows then and held my crotch firm against his, turning me around until I was facing the couch. He spun me back toward him and with a small push, I fell on my back below him. He mounted me from above and positioned his cock over my mouth.
"Open."
He barked. I complied, and he drilled his cock into my mouth. I sighed around it. After he pleasured himself some more, he stepped back and looked at me.
"Spread your legs! Wider! Show me that hungry pussy!"
I spread my legs and lips apart, desperate for Mike to resume fucking me.
"Why should I fuck you?"
"Because I need you!"
"Wrong answer. Why should I fuck you?"
"Because you want to fuck me. Because my pussy feels so good wrapped around your long hard cock."
Mike entered me again but started moving slowly, so achingly slow.
"No baby, I don't want it slow and soft, I need it fast and hard!"
"You'll take the cock in whatever way I give it to you. And you will be grateful."
As his length reached deep inside me, I was grateful. Grateful I became a woman, and grateful that this incredible man was making me his. A huge orgasm began to build inside me and my vision blurred into an indistinct Technicolor blur. When my vision returned, Mike slipped out of me and sat down beside me. His hand went to my head but I needed no more lessons, no more barked orders. I inhaled his wondrous cock again, as he again delivered a steady drumbeat of smacks on my upturned my ass.
Finally he lifted my head off of his cock and turned it toward him.
"Always be sucking, whenever you ain't fucking!"
And his left arm reached over to grab my thigh, pulling me over his hard cock until it slid back into its home. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he stood up, his cock still inside me. His strong arms effortlessly moved me up and down on his cock as I clutched his neck, my tits crushed against his chest, my cries filling his ears.
"I love the cock so much. This is the only cock that can ever satisfy me." He slipped me off of him then, and as my feet hit the floor my knees nearly buckled. His hands caught me under my arms and he held and moved me back toward the wall where he had begun to take total control of me.
"It's time to complete tonight's service, Melissa. Its time to finish worshipping the cock. Tell the cock what you want from it now."
"I want you to fuck my mouth as long as you can, cock. Then I want you to coat my face and fill my mouth with your delicious cum."
Mike smacked my mouth with his shaft again, even though my mouth was open and waiting. His thrusts were quick now, and I grasped his sides while he used my mouth for his ultimate pleasure. His panting grew shorter and shallower and I knew that soon I would have my reward. He thrust one last time and held his cock in place.
His cum was hot and with my head immobilized, my swallow reflex was inhibited. His sweet nectar filled my mouth and since I couldn't swallow, it dribbled out around his cock and down my chin, pooling in my cleavage. With his cum providing more lubrication on my lips, he resumed fucking my face until he started grunting again, and I felt more cum shoot out of his cock, filling my mouth again, more cum slipping out of my lips as he finally withdrew, totally spent and satisfied.
Finally I could swallow what was in my mouth, and then I gasped loudly, desperate to draw air back in my lungs. It took several deep breaths for me to recover. I looked down at the portion of his load that had slipped out of my mouth. It covered my tits and was still dribbling down toward my waist.
I looked up at Mike then, and found the familiar soft, sweet eyes looking at me again. He bent down and gently lifted me up, my arms wrapped around his neck as his strong arms held me tenderly. Our lips met for a soft, gentle kiss then he moved my hair away from my eyes.
"I love you, Melissa."
"I love you, too, baby."