This piece is erotic literature, meant for readers 18+.
i see you at vibecamp, and we’re both shy. we start talking though, somehow. we’re in mixed company so we’re not explicitly talking about sex but the sexual tension is palpable. you want my cock, i can see it in your eyes, in your lips, you bite them with desire and look away shyly, i know your pussy is dripping imagining things my cock could do to you
in other circumstances i would take you right then and there, but it is not the place or the time. i am conscious of us both staying in cabins and i don’t feel at ease taking you there either. but…. i do have a car with me.
at some point, i lean forward, and whisper in your ear. i tell you to meet me at my car at 2 AM, and where to find it
you squirm in your hips, rocking forward with delight just sitting there
and i walk away, knowing how much you want me, looking forward to seeing you in the middle of the night
i know you’ll be there
it’s been a whole afternoon and evening since we’ve seen each other, all kinds of conversations and events and dance parties — but when the evening fog rises, and the moon sets, and people start to go to bed, i walk towards the car, and there you are
i open the back door of the car, and sit down, and tell you to kneel in front of me
you moan, delighted, thrilled at being told what to do
you could not be happier, just being told what to do, and squirming, delighted that you are about to see my cock
you are such a little slut, obedient and delighted to do anything you can just to see my cock, to put your eyes on it, your hands, your tongue…
and it endears you to me so much, you know i respect and care for you for it… admire you for your sluttiness, need you for it
i tell you to open my pants, and pull out my cock
you do, and you gently put your hands on it, they are shaking, nervous, excited
it’s all you want
i tell you to use your hands and your mouth, to pleasure my cock, to worship it, to suck it, to need it, to yearn for it, your fingers and hands running over it, letting your tongue caress it, tasting me, letting the head and shaft fill your mouth. i tell you to show me how you feel about my cock, to show me how you feel about me, to be completed by my cock lining your throat
i tell you to give me as much pleasure as you possibly can, to show me with your mouth how you can take care of my cock
this is our first sex act together, perhaps only, perhaps of many—it remains to be seen—but i speak with confidence, clarity, assuredness, telling you precisely what to do, knowing your soul deeply—you are thrilled by my cock, you would do anything to pleasure me, you are delighted by obeying
that is all i desire, so simple, for you to suck my cock, to care for it, to take me in your mouth and pleasure me as best you can, and for me to cum in your mouth, for you to drink in my cum with fervor and yearning and desire, to look you in the eyes and see that you are satisfied simply by sucking my cock
to know somehow that even that turns you on, fulfills you—that in another setting, i would take you and fuck you and care for your pussy and give you tremendous pleasure—but there, in the back of a car at an event we are both at, in those circumstances, your job is simply to suck my cock
to meet it with your mouth, to greet it, to know it, to love it, to worship it
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