I Want You To Choke On It!

In the quiet confines of our bedroom, the air was thick with anticipation. My girlfriend, her chestnut hair cascading down her shoulders, had just arrived home. I had been waiting for this moment all day, my thoughts consumed by the thought of her lips wrapped around me.

"Hey, babe," she greeted me, her voice a soft melody that always managed to send a shiver down my spine. I could see the question in her eyes, the unspoken curiosity about why I had been so eager for her return.

"I've been thinking about you all day," I confessed, my voice low and husky. "I want you to do something for me."

Her eyes widened slightly, but there was a spark of excitement in them. "What is it?" she asked.

"I want you to choke on it," I said, my words hanging heavy in the air. Her eyes widened even more, but she didn't shy away. Instead, she nodded, her lips curling into a seductive smile.

I led her to the bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel the anticipation building, the tension between us palpable. I sat down on the edge of the bed, my eyes never leaving hers as I unzipped my pants.

She knelt before me, her hands reaching out to pull down my boxers. My cock sprang free, large and hard, the sight of it making her eyes widen even more. She licked her lips, her gaze fixed on my member.

"Go on," I encouraged her, my voice barely above a whisper. She leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of my cock. I let out a groan, my hands reaching out to tangle in her hair.

She took me into her mouth, her lips wrapping around my cock as she began to suck. I could feel her tongue swirling around my shaft, her lips tightening as she took me deeper. I groaned, my grip on her hair tightening as I began to thrust into her mouth.

She gagged slightly, the sound sending a thrill through me. I could see her eyes watering, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she took me even deeper, her throat constricting around my cock as she choked on it.

I could feel the pleasure building, my body trembling with the effort of holding back. I wanted to cum, to feel my release spilling into her mouth. But I wanted to make this last, to savor every moment of this exquisite torture.

I pulled her off my cock, her lips leaving my member with a wet pop. She looked up at me, her eyes hazy with desire. I could see the question in her eyes, the unspoken plea for me to continue.

"Play with my balls," I commanded, my voice rough with desire. She nodded, her hands reaching out to cup my balls. She began to massage them, her fingers teasing and tantalizing as she continued to suck on my cock.

I wanted to cum, and I could feel the tension building, my body straining towards release. I could see the hunger in her eyes, the unspoken plea for me to cum. I couldn't hold back any longer.

With a groan, I let go, my release spilling into her mouth. She swallowed, her throat constricting around my cock as she took every last drop. I could feel her tongue lapping at my cock, cleaning every last bit of cum from my member.

When she was done, she looked up at me, her eyes still hazy with desire. I could see the satisfaction in her gaze, the knowledge that she had pleased me. I reached out, my fingers tracing her lips.

"You're incredible," I whispered, my voice rough with emotion. She smiled, her eyes shining with happiness.

"I'm glad you think so," she replied, her voice soft. "Now, how about we clean up and get some rest?"

I nodded, my body still trembling from the intensity of our encounter. I helped her to her feet, my hands lingering on her body as we made our way to the bathroom.