u/YesDaddyAlly

This happened to me (29F) just hours ago and I can't stop thinking about it, so I'm writing it down to get it out of my head. Apologies for any spelling errors as I just finished typing this on my phone

 

My boyfriend (36M) had a one of his guy friends over all Saturday. They are starting a business together and we're pretty much shut inside his office, working all day, from dawn to dusk.

 

A few times I tried to go into his office and make myself a part of whatever they were doing just because I was lonely. I popped in 3 times with coffee and snacks, each time hinting that they should take a break so my boyfriend could fuck me, and 3 times I dismissed or ignored. I wasn't even subtle about it on the 3rd time.

 

When I walked in wearing only a pair of lacey white panties with thigh highs and a tight apron, carrying a silver tray of espresso and pastries, my boyfriend told me I had to leave because I was too distracting.

 

I ran into the bathroom, throttled my apron to the floor, then sat on the toilet and started crying. Then peeing, because, hey, I was already on the toilet.

 

As I listened to the tickling sounds I sobbed Into my hands quietly. Then I heardy boyfriend's work friend, let's call him Jon, announce loudly, "Be right back, I need to take a shit."

 

My heart skipped. I was in the nearest bathroom, completely naked on the toilet, and I had left the door wide open.

 

I was frozen, but still tinkling butt naked on the toilet,  looking down at my bare pussy as if I could will the urine to leave my body faster.

 

That's how Jon found me when he walked into the bathroom. He never broke eye contact as he slowly stepped into the backroom and closed the door behind him. Then locked it.

When my eyes met his, my body froze up once more. Then I realized I was done tinkling so out of habit I flushed the toilet and got up.

Jon said to me in a soft voice, just above a whisper, "Your entire body is blushing bright red right now."

I just looked at him and said in a voice even softer than his, "yeah."

Then I felt the sudden uncontrollable urge to start rubbing myself.

I had known Jon for a while but was never attracted to him. Honestly, I had never even looked at him in that way until that moment. But after a long day of loneliness and rejection, there I was, butt ass naked and pleasuring myself in front of him, lifting my hips up off the toilet as I envisioned him picking me up and fucking me against the wall, on the counter, in the shower - anywhere, really.

But Jon did none of those things. He just stood there, still and stiff, watching me play in front of him.

I had to cover my mouth so I didn't moan too loudly, only moving it so I could tell him how close I was and how fucking badly I needed his cock I side of me.

He was silent, and I could visibly see him struggling with some sort of inner turmoil, as if he had an angel and a devil in his shoulders telling him what to do.

But when I'm this horny and worked up, I suddenly have this unbreakable determination and will go through great lengths to get my way.

"Please?" My voice even cracked when I begged him for it. It just doesn't get any more desperate than that. 

I'll never forget that look in his eye. He looked like he almost felt sorry for me when he started taking off his pants. I was just happy they were coming off.

For whatever reason, I always got "micro-dick energy" vibes from Jon. So when his boxers hit the floor, my heart literally jumped as soon as I saw his horse cock spring out fully wrect.

Then I felt myself smile.

I don't know why I said it, or why I said it as loud as I did, but my next words were, "Holy fuck, I need that in my mouth right now!"

I practically dove at him face first until his tip has first bumping my tonsils and my tongue was all over his shaft. It was a wild, sloppy, and primal blowjob driven by an overload of pent up lust and rejection.  And it was only a few seconds before I felt him cum down my throat as I buried my chin into his hairy balls, trying to greedily take more. And he had plenty to give.

Try as I might, I couldn't swallow it all fast enough. When I pulled my head back so I could breathe, he continued to cum all over my face. All I could do was cough and gasp while thick white globs trailed down from my tongue and covered my tits.

For context, I fucking love sucking dick. Swallowing a mouthful of cum is pretty much part of my daily routine at this point. So when I say it came a lot - It was A LOT OF CUM! Dude probably hadn't shot a load in weeks.

I instinctively started rubbing it in, then I Looked up at him and smiled. I could feel his cum, hot, thick and sticky. Dripping all over my cheeks, lips, forehead and nose.

Remember that scene from Mrs. Doubtfire where Robin Williams' wife comes over before he can finish crossdressing and he hides his face by covering it with whipped cream? ("One lump or two?" 🤣)

Anyway, THAT was how I felt.

Then Jon looks at me and starts tripping, "Oh my God! I'm so sorry, Ally! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!"

He started freaking out like he shot acid into my face or something, but i caught his wrist as he went to pull his pants back up.

"That was so fucking awesome! Can we do it again?" I said with my lips pressed against the head of his cock, like it was a microphone.

But when I looked up at him, the look in his face told me that he had clearly never been with anyone this unhinged before.

I spit on his horse cock and started tugging at him fast while I said something like, "Look, I'm not going to leave you boys until someone can satisfy me. I mean, I'm so fucking horny right now and my boyfriend won't do it and - Godamn you have a nice fucking cock!"

I held my hands behind my back and started deepthroating him, basically headbanging with his dick in my mouth. A few seconds later I heard him make a whimpering noise like he was about to cum, so I stopped.

"Force my head all the way down when you cum." I instructed him.

"Wait... Do you actually like that? I always thought you were this sweet and innocent little blonde chick Ryan was dating."

I laughed so hard that I had to cover my mouth. Then, to answer his question - and I'll never forget this - I caught a huge glob of his cum just as it was about to drip off the side of my face. The. I held it above my head and left it sloooowly drip down my fingers and straight into my mouth. Then I silently made a show of swirling it around in my mouth a few times before exaggeratedly swallowing it as if it was the most delicious thing that I have ever tasted.

I'll never forget the look on his face. He was so turned on but also scared and confused. I don't blame him.

After that I drained his balls 2 more times. I took the 2nd down the back of my throat once more, then I had to beg him to cum on my face again the 3rd time when my facial from earlier was depleted. Each time he gave me the thickest, most voluminous cumshots I have ever received. It was glorious. God I can still taste it even now hours later.

After draining his balls a 3rd time, Jon went back to my boyfriend's office, where he promptly made an excuse about being too tired to work and went home.

At which point, I took a well-earned shower, then started writing this.

No clue if my boyfriend knows what happened or not. I'll probably tell him all about it tomorrow and I'm sure he'll laugh.

Background:

I was diagnosed with Compulsive Sexual Behavior Disorder (CSBD), and while I don't think I'm more slutty than your average hormone addled 20-sonething girl, I'm certainly way more honest and open about the things I want compared to most.

I went through submissive training with my boyfriend, so he and I do this type of thing all the time. But the fact that I could bring out this side in his friend and business partner to the point that he could just shoot his load all over me, turning me into a drippy little mess, and leave me there on the bathroom floor without a second thought?

I'm not sure why, but THAT is the thing that does it for me.