Page 137 of Shadowman

I’m fucking dizzy, drunk and seeing stars already, pushing up on my knees to take his dick deeper, anddeeper, sucking up and down with fervor. I’m greedy,ravenousfor it. But I’m going slow because I like it that way.

Fuck, I like to savor it.

“That’s it, warrior,” he groans. “You like how I feed you, yea?”

I nod and mumble with my mouth full, desperate for more praise that lets me know I’m doing a good job. Fluttering my tongue on his head, I swirl and swirl it around, sucking out more of his flavor until I’m going out of my goddamn mind.

Frantically, with shaky fingers, I pull my own dick out of my pants. But I don’t jerk it hard or fast. Just caress it softly, palming my balls and teasing my tip while I suck the mystery dick being fed to me.

Yes yes yes…

I’m a good little slut.

“Mmm mm mmm,” I groan on his solid flesh, breathing through my nose, gripping the bars above with white knuckles.

“Oh, baby,yes… You are such a good boy.” Those words, in that tone with that accent, have my dick pulsing. “Good little whore with a perfect mouth.” Fist pumping up the length of my cock, I pull out even more slickness. “Make it sloppy for me, warrior. Suck it deep into that pretty throat.”

“Mmmm…” I whimper, pushing up higher—needingmore—giving him my throat to fuck.

Relaxing as much as I can, I attempt to get him all the way back there. I gag once, my eyes watering. Then I gag again, but I don’t stop. I keep going, keep chasing, spit overflowing from my mouth, my head hitting the bars.

Fuck me… Fuck my mouth. Fuck my fucking tonsils, Daddy…

I whip my hand away from my dick fast, for fear that I’ll come and I’m not ready. This is fuckingamazing.

It feels so good. His dick feels perfect inside me.

Oh, shit…

Fuck fuck fuck.

“Mmmm!” I cry a muffled moan as my dick shoots off uncontrollably.

Like a damn hose, spraying everywhere. I’m not even fucking touching it.

“Uhhyess… Baby…? Are you… coming?” he grunts, voice uneven with how audibly he’s falling apart.

I can barely hear him through the panting in my head.

“Mm mmm.” I nod, sucking vigorously, gulping him back, so deep it hurts. My lips are at the fucking mattress.

God, yes. Fuck… Come down my throat. Pour hot cum into my fucking stomach.

“Good God, I’m so close, baby. Are you ready for it…?”

I nod again while slurping tirelessly, up and down, letting him slide all the way back. Rubbing my tired cock, I tease the head with slippery cum, the sensation buzzing my balls.

“I’m gonna come…” He gasps, and I slow, bracing myself for his hot load in my throat. “Uhhhffuck, I’m coming for you!”

The long, thick, perfectly solid cock in my throat stiffens, then begins to pulse, decorating my tongue with cum. I suck it all out, every slick throb, like the greediest of sluts. I can barely fathom what’s happening right now, just sucking andsucking, no hands, writhing and lifting myself up to his big cock, eating cum like a fucking fiend while he sings my filthy praises.

“Good boy… fuckyes, that’s a good, hungry boy. Swallow it all, love… Suck every drop out until I’m empty and you’refull, baby. My sweet, sexy thing…”

Spinning, twirling and trembling, like I’m on a carousel, my pulse is racing, bodybuzzing. I’m running my hands all over myself, up to my chest to brush my nipples… Pure sensation.

By the time I finally let go of his cock, I truly amfull. Full of cum, yes, but also just…replete. I really do feel like I was just fed.

What is this…? How could it possibly feel so good to be so… unlike myself?