A Cock In The Hand - S01 E19

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A Cock In The Hand - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

As he pushed forward, I could feel my butt cheeks roll inward and cling to his cock, then back out as he pulled out with my sphincter stretched and clenched around his cock head.

"Your cock feels so warm, it's like a heater... Oh, fuck." I panted.

"Does that make your cock hard, Steven?"

"Yes!" I whimpered.

"Get the rest of your spunk licked up, and I'll let you shoot again with my cock in your ass, Captain," he said, smugly.

I lowered back down and lapped at my jizz, as I continued to stroke myself in time with his rolling hips. His pace quickened, and I found myself leaning into his thrusts pushing him in a little deeper each time. He snapped the garter belt, as he began to fuck me for real.

"You like being my bitch, don't you, Captain?" he panted.

I didn't respond; as if I had any dignity left to defend, while I licked the last of my cum off his floor.

He responded, however, by pulling out to the head, and just held himself there. I cringed, waiting for a slap from the spatula, as I continued to stroke my cock.

I looked back over my shoulder, and he seemed to be staring off into the distance, oblivious to my presence, despite his cock head in my ass. Unsure of what to do, I pushed myself back toward him, driving his cock deeper.

"What is it you need, Captain?" he teased, pulling his cock out completely.

He slapped his boner on my ass, and I pushed myself higher in the air, inviting him back. I stopped stroking my cock, for fear of what was coming.

"Use your words, Captain." Crack! The spatula hit home.

"I need you to fuck me please, sir!" I yelled with too much enthusiasm.

"Was that so hard, Captain?" he asked, teasing me again.

"Your cock is very hard, sir," I replied, stroking his ego. "Please fuck my ass with your huge cock, sir!"

He wriggled the head back inside me. The pain was much less the second time. Once again, he just held himself there. I looked over my shoulder and he gave me a look that said, "Well, I'm waiting."

So, I pushed myself onto his cock, until his balls touched my taint. His groan told me he liked it, so I began to rock back and forth slowly.

"That's it, CC, a good little bitch fucks her master, like a true cock-whore." He moaned with an air of satisfaction and snapped my garter again. I rocked faster, up on all fours, fucking his cock. "Oh, fuck, CC, rub your clit while you fuck me."

Sadly, I knew what he meant and gripped my dick and stroked it. Soon, he resumed fucking me, his hard, hot cock plunging harder and harder, until my ass slapped his pelvis with each thrust.

He reached out and gripped my shoulder. "Rise up, Captain, and let's find that sweet spot."

I pressed against the arm of the sofa, raising my torso and the angle of his cock pressed him against my prostate.

"Oh my God," I gasped.

"Is that it, CC?"

"Yes, right there, sir," I groaned.

"Are you my bitch, Captain?"

I leaned on my left hand, braced on the sofa, knees sore but the pounding of my prostate overshadowed the pain, as I wanked away at my boner.

"Yes, sir! Oh God, yes!"

"Do you want me to come in that tight little ass, Captain?"

"Yes please! Come in me, please!"

"You like it in the ass, don't you, Steven?"

"Yes! Ah! fuck! Gonna come."

"Not yet you fucking cock-whore! I'll, ah! Tell you when!" His groans were more desperate, and I sensed his climax getting close. I stopped stroking for fear of the spatula if I came too soon.

"Of fuck, Captain Cock-whore, gonna cum!" he grunted.

I gripped my cock, as he pressed me against the arm of the sofa, with a hand on each shoulder pounding my ass and thumping my prostate.

"Cum like a cock-whore, CC. Fuck! Gonna cum in that slutty fucking ass!"

My chest leaned on the sofa arm as my right hand jackhammered my cock. "Oh God, I'm coming with your cock in my ass!"

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" he groaned, pounding me as he shot hot jizz in my ass.

I leaned on the sofa arm, shuddering, as I began to shoot my load almost completely on the side of his sofa. "Coming for your cock! Coming for, ah, your, ah cock!"

When his orgasm passed, he returned to a slow, steady pace, breathing deeply. My chest collapsed against the sofa arm, and I caught my breath. I could feel him starting to soften a bit and gave a pathetic sounding whimper, as he pulled out and stood up.

Then he gripped my hair hard and turned me around to face him. Still on my knees and body twisted like a pretzel, I looked up at him, as he grinned arrogantly down at me.

He held his semi-hard dick in his right hand and pulled my head toward it. I couldn't believe it, as my mouth instinctively opened.

"Clean me up, like a good little bitch," he barked, as he shoved himself into my mouth.

I did as commanded, tasting his cum, as he pressed himself into the hilt. In his softened state, I could take him in my mouth, imagining my bulging cheeks as I looked up at him.

"Captain Cock-whore, you have outdone yourself today. Thank you." He slowly pushed and pulled my head, stretching his softening dick as he pulled me back, then I sucked him back in as he pushed me forward. I hated that my cock was stirring again, as he used my mouth. He continued casually talking to me, as I sucked him clean.

"So. You will be out for what did you say? Was it ten days?" I nodded, still clinging to his dick. "So, for the first seven days, we'll FaceTime, and you'll ride your dildo for me." I nodded. "Then you'll take a few days off..."

He pondered as my cock continued its betrayal and stiffened again. Something about having him in my mouth made my cock come alive. When I recalled having four orgasms in twenty-four hours, I couldn't believe it was still uncontrollable.

"We're gonna have to arrange a 'poker night' to give you an excuse to come over when you get back. That will give us a few hours. Sound good, CC?" I nodded, my cock fully stiff again. "I'm sure Amy would be happy to see you making new friends." He smiled. "Yeah, this could be a regular thing. Of course, you'll need to service Officer Reeves, as needed. We've gotta keep him satisfied, or you could be doing some time in county. Hmm, I wonder, though, a cock-whore wouldn't really consider prison a punishment, would you?"

I didn't respond. Then he pulled out and stepped back.

"Fuck, Captain Cock-whore, you're so excitable. Damn, that little thing is stiff again." He looked at the goodies bag, shaking his head. "Looks like you will need your dildo, after all."

"No, sir, I'm fine..."

"Nonsense, CC, I promised I'd let you jack off whenever you serviced me and you deserve it today, my friend. Get your lube and dildo and I'll let you see how you look in your uni." He bent and picked up the spatula then pulled his phone from his robe pocket, as I got the items from the goodies bag.

He stood there, smirking down at me, his spent, limp dick bigger than my hard-on. I noticed his toned abs, peeking through the gap in his robe.

"That's good, now suction it to the floor and lube it up."

Even as I followed his commands, the thought of him filming me again, made me sick to my stomach. When I recalled coming with the dildo vibrating my prostate, not even touching my cock, my boner only intensified. I spread the lube on, with two hands, reminding me of the two handfuls of his cock, I had that first morning.

"Lube up your woody there, Captain. Wouldn't want you to rub the skin off. It's gonna be a busy week."

I handed him the remote control and heard it come on, in high pulse mode. It was sad I could tell that, just from the sound. After the pounding he delivered, the dildo went in rather easily. The last largest ball stung a bit, but the vibration turned it to a pleasing tingle quickly.