I met this guy online who had a specific request: he wanted me to sit on his hard cock without moving, essentially being his cock warmer. I figured there would be sex involved eventually, but I had never done this before and decided to give it a try.
When I arrived, he went over some guidelines before we started making out. That part was easy—I know how to make out. He played with my breasts and undressed me, exuding a dominant vibe, telling me I was being a good girl as he slipped off my panties. It was turning me on, and I was eager for his cock.
When he finally removed his pants, his cock was already incredibly hard. It was long and impossibly thick, with veins that made my mouth water. I was ready to ride him hard. He grabbed my hips, and suddenly I was in his lap, straddling his thighs, and slowly easing onto his cock. We were face to face, and I moaned into his lips as he kissed me. It felt divine like I had never truly experienced a good cock before. Tears filled my eyes, and I was ready to propose to this man.
He pushed me down until his entire shaft was buried inside me, then released my hips.
I blinked at him, confused and needing more, but he just tsked at me.
“You said you’d be my cock warmer,” he reminded me. I had completely forgotten about that once I saw his cock. So there I was, tense, aroused, and stuck with this amazing cock inside me, but unable to ride it.
Sweat dripped down my face as he picked up a book and started reading! He seemed completely unfazed, but I knew he was enjoying watching me struggle.
I was gasping for air, trying slowly to get a bit of friction. The moment I wiggled my hips, he grabbed them with a crushing grip and told me I was being very bad.
How could I not want to ride a cock when someone calls me a bad girl? Whether I’m a good girl or a bad girl, I want to be railed until I forget my name!
He went back to his book, leaving me to suffer. He stayed impossibly hard the entire time, his cock twitching inside me as if he didn’t even notice I was there.
I lasted a full hour before I broke. With tears in my eyes, I begged him to fuck me. My joints were jelly, and my pussy ached. He closed his book, smiled, then picked me up and slammed me onto the couch. What followed was the best dicking down of my life, my cunt extra sensitive from sitting on his cock for so long. I came so hard I squirted (I didn’t even know I could do that!).
He came inside me and left me on the couch as he went to the bathroom. It was amazing, though in that moment, it felt like I’d never walk again.
Ten out of ten would recommend it.
