Becca Bellamy
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What He Deserves - Part 6
🕑 Added 2024-02-05 05:49:47 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Sophia looked flawless as she approached the bed in her bra, panty, garter belt, and stockings. Her hips swayed generously with each slow step and David could see her nipples through the semi-sheer material that covered her perky breasts.
"No masturbating," Sophia said as David reached for his cock. "Not unless I give you permission."
She stopped at the foot of the bed, smiled, and then pushed a hand into her panties, grasped one of her breasts, tilted her head towards the ceiling and moaned as she masturbated.
"Mmm, I'm already wet," she said softly.
David's cock came to life as he watched his girlfriend play with her pussy and he grabbed two handfuls of the sheets to prevent him from grasping his cock and going to town on himself.
Sophia pulled her fingers from the black lace underwear, lifted them to her mouth, and sucked them clean. "Mmm, my pussy tastes good. I can see why you like going down on me so much, David."
"I do," he said. "I love going down on you."
Sophia crawled into the bed and leaned down to kiss David's thigh just a few inches above his knee. She let her lips linger against his skin for a few seconds while running her hands towards his crotch.
"Oh, fuck. Sophia, that feels so good."
She looked up at him, smiled, and then moved to his other thigh and offered a handful of soft kisses, moving a little closer to his crotch with each one. Her fingers encircled his balls and she gently caressed them as David watched her mouth move ever closer to his cock.
"Look at how hard you are," Sophia said as she took his dick in her hand and slowly stroked it. "Is that for me, David? Is your dick hard for me?"
He nodded. "Yes. It's for you, Sophia. I always get hard for you."
Her smile was bright and genuine. "I know you do. You get hard despite knowing that I won't let you inside me. You get hard despite knowing I won't even give you the pleasure of my mouth, let alone my pussy."
He groaned as she rubbed her thumb in slow circles along the underside of his cock head.
"Or, maybe those are the reasons you get hard for me. Maybe you like that I'm not going to let you fuck me, that I'm not going to suck your dick. Maybe it turns you on to finally be with a woman that understands exactly what kind of man you are," Sophia said.
David watched his cock head swell up as a drop of precum appeared at the tip.
"Look who's excited," she said with a smile. "Look who's producing lube because he thinks he's going to get to fuck a woman. Aww, isn't that cute, David? Your dick thinks it's worthy of my pussy. It thinks it can satisfy me." She looked up at him and added, "But we both know better, don't we?"
David had never fucked Sophia and so a small part of him clung to the idea that he could, in fact, satisfy her. He knew better, though. He had enough experience with past girlfriends - where he enjoyed the sex and they didn't - to know that a woman like Sophia couldn't possibly find satisfaction if she was limited only to David's cock.
"Yes, we know better," he admitted.
Sophia gathered the precum with her thumb and popped it into her mouth. "Mmm," she said while sucking it clean. "You taste so sweet, David. I wonder what your cum tastes like?"
That wasn't a question David could answer, though he would have loved it if Sophia could provide that answer for it would likely mean she'd given him a blowjob and had taken his load in her mouth.
"Do you ever wonder what your cum tastes like, David?"
"No," he answered. "It's bad, isn't it? I mean, all cum is bad, isn't it?"
She wrapped her fingers around his dick and stroked him slowly, gently squeezing the head of his cock each time her fingers reached it. Eventually, another drop of precum appeared, this one bigger than the last. Sophia gathered it on her index finger, got on her knees, and crawled forward.
"Open up," she said.
David parted his lips and Sophia pushed her finger into his mouth. He tasted the sweetness of his precum and found it quite pleasant, though he knew precum tasted vastly different from cum.
"It's nice, isn't it?" Sophia asked.
He nodded as she pushed her finger a little deeper in his mouth.
"And no, not all cum tastes bad," she added. "It's never great, but sometimes it's kind of sweet. It really depends on the guy, but I've tasted my fair share of cum - I do enjoy giving blowjobs - and sometimes a guy tastes quite sweet. Not as nice as precum, but not always bad."
Sophia rolled off of David and cuddled up next to him. He felt the delicate lace of her bra against his chest and she laid one of her stocking-clad legs over his thigh, offering the thrill of something wondrously soft and sexy against his skin.
"You know, David, there are men in the world that absolutely adore eating cum," Sophia said. "Straight men, I mean. Men like you. Men that find great pleasure in devouring cum."
David wasn't enthralled with the general direction of the conversation, but Sophia took his cock in her hand and stroked him slowly as she talked and the pleasure of it made him hesitant to object to a single word she said.
"Some men find it thrilling to eat their own cum," she continued. "Or, more often, I suppose, to be made to eat their own cum by the woman they love."
Sophia kissed his neck and cupped David's balls before stroking him again, this time with a bit of lubrication provided by the continued flow of precum.
"Some men find it thrilling to consume the cum of other men - often far superior men - from the bodies of their wives and girlfriends," she said. "These men cherish the opportunity to clean a superior man's cum from inside their wife, from her breasts, from her stomach, from her ass, from her face...from anywhere they're permitted to clean, honestly."
David wanted to object to the direction of the conversation, but Sophia kissed him. Her soft, warm lips pressed against his and a moment later they parted so her tongue could make its way into his mouth. All David could do was moan at the sheer pleasure of kissing his lingerie-clad girlfriend, especially as they did so while she slowly stroked his cock.
"I think you have the potential to be one of those men, David," she whispered. "The kind of man that begs his wife for the chance to lick another man's cum off her perky tits. The kind of man that feels his dick throb as he watches a superior man unload on his wife's stomach or spray her perfect ass with ropes of thick semen. The kind of man whose mouth waters as he thinks about getting to lick up all that sticky cum."
David shook his head but in the same moment a moan escaped his lips as Sophia deftly played with his cock, sending intense waves of pleasure through his body.
"David, darling, we've established that I know what's best for you, haven't we?" she asked.
Though he was compelled to argue against that notion, David found himself nodding. He was happier with Sophia - despite her tight control over his orgasms and her unwillingness to let him fuck her - than he'd been with any of his previous girlfriends. He liked her confidence. He liked how certain she was that they were meant to be together, and he'd grown quite fond of the idea of being married to her, even though that seemed a long way off.
"I think we both know that you're the kind of man that needs to be with a woman that's comfortable being in control, a woman that knows what's best for her man and is more than happy to insist that he do what she wants even if he's resistant to it," she continued. "After all, if it was up to you, you'd probably be with a girl that's willing to let you put your disappointing dick inside her every now and then. You'd be unhappy. She'd be unhappy, but both of you would be convinced that you couldn't do any better."
Sophia ran her nylon-clad foot up and down his leg as she kissed David's neck, moaned, and played with his balls in a manner he found intensely arousing.
"But you can do better, David. You can be with me. You can be with an incredible woman. Someone smart and accomplished and capable. You just have to recognize that you're not worthy of certain things."
"I know," he said. "That's why I want to be with you, Sophia. I do recognize that."
"Mmm, I know you do, but now I'm asking you to recognize that there are certain pleasures that you're denying yourself, David. Certain pleasures that a man like you should embrace. Certain pleasures that tap into the darker side of your desires, the side that you seem so determined not to access," she said softly.
"I can't...I'm not that kind of guy," he protested.
Sophia sat up and smiled down at him. She grasped the base of his cock, squeezed hard, and then relented and stroked him slowly before gathering his precum, lubing his shaft, and offering the purest pleasure via her hand.
"You are that kind of guy," she said. "I know you are, David. I know what you crave. I know what you want, even if you don't, and I'm going to give you what you want. I'm going to help you embrace being the kind of man you truly are, and when I do, a world of pleasure unlike any you've ever experienced is going to open up before you."
He shook his head. He couldn't be that kind of guy. He couldn't. It was just too weird. Too humiliating. Too fucked up.
"Do you remember when you watched me, David?" she asked softly. "When you peered into the bedroom and watched me suck another man's cock?"
He nodded and his dick throbbed in her hand as the memory played out in his head.
"Do you remember how much it turned you on to watch?" Sophia asked.
David didn't want to admit it, but Sophia knew the answer to her question so lying about it would be foolish. "Yes," he said. "I remember."
She leaned down until her lips were achingly close to his and asked, "Would it have turned you on to kiss me the moment his big dick left my mouth, David? Would it have turned you on if my tongue left his cock and pushed into your mouth right afterwards? Would it have made your dick hard if I'd shared the taste of his big cock with you?"
David felt the arousal her question generated. He felt the way his loins tingled. He felt his cock get a little bit harder in her grasp. He felt the intensity of the desire running through him like wildfire.
"I...I think so," he said as softly as he could, as if he was hoping she wouldn't hear him.
"And if he'd cum in my mouth?" she asked.
David groaned.
"Would it have turned you on to kiss me if he'd cum in my mouth, David?"
"No," he said, though his it felt as though his body was betraying him as the arousal spread.
Sophia kissed his neck, "You're lying," she whispered. "You would have loved it if he'd cum in my mouth and I'd kissed you. You would have loved if I'd shared his delicious cum with you. You would have loved me telling you that you're the kind of man that deserves to have a superior man's load spit into his mouth by his girlfriend."
David felt like he was on the verge of an orgasm, a sensation that he both loved and hated, for that pleasure came on the back of a torrent of humiliating dirty talk by Sophia.
"Please, Sophia, I don't want to be that kind of guy," he said.
She released his cock and straddled him, dropping her panty-clad pussy on his balls and leaving his throbbing cock pressed against her stomach and the soft lace of her underwear.
Sophia leaned forward and her panties rubbed against the underside of his cock, teasing the head and sending a shudder of pleasure through his body. Her lips found his for a long, slow, sensual kiss and then she said, "I know you don't want to be that kind of guy. I'd imagine very few men want that. But, that's the kind of guy you are, David. You're just in denial. But I see you. I've seen you since our first date. I see what kind of man you are."
He shook his head and she kissed him again, luring his tongue into her mouth and moaning as she moved her panty-clad pussy up and down his cock, offering enough friction to drive him wild.
"I'm going to feed you your cum, David," she said. "You're going to become the sort of man that eats all his loads. At some point you'll become the sort of man that eats the loads of other, superior men. At some point you'll find such pleasure in that act that you'll beg me for the privilege."
"No," he said.
"Yes," Sophia replied softly and with a sweet smile on her face. "Yes, David. That's the kind of man you are. The kind of man you've always been. The kind of man you've denied being. But don't worry, you have me now. I can show you exactly what kind of man you are. I can give you what you crave, what you've been unwilling to admit that you crave. I can show you a kind of pleasure you never knew existed, David."
She rolled off of him once more, cuddled tightly against his body, and kissed his neck as she stroked him. There was no teasing this time, though. It was a handjob meant to make him cum.
"Cum for me, David," Sophia whispered before kissing his neck softly. "Cum for me and I'll feed you your load. Cum for me and I'll give you what you truly crave."
It turned him on. David hated that it turned him on, but his dick was so hard it hurt. He couldn't hold off. He couldn't bring himself to push her hand off his cock and get out of bed. He wanted to cum and some part of him wanted to be fed his load.
"Oh, fuck!" he cried out as a thick rope of cum launched from the tip of his cock and landed on his stomach and chest. He grunted and groaned as more cumshots followed, as they covered his torso.
"That's so good," Sophia said. "Cum for me, David. Cum nice and hard. Cover yourself in your load. Make a beautiful mess."
David had no choice. He was cumming. He was emptying his balls. He was making a mess.
When he was finished, Sophia released his cock and said, "Don't you dare move."
David remained on his back as she stood, peeled off her panties, and straddled him. He watched his girlfriend drag her hips forward as she moved her pussy and thighs over the cum on his chest and stomach, soaking up a great deal of it and making a spectacular mess.
"Don't disappoint me," she said while sliding towards his face. "Clean me, David. Use your tongue to clean your cum off of me. Be the man we both know you are."
Sophia lifted her hips and crawled forward until her pussy rested over David's face. His cum coated her labia, her inner thighs, her pubic hair. It covered everything.
"You're a man that eats cum, David," Sophia said. "His own cum. The cum of other men. You're a man that finds pleasure in that. Beyond that, you're a man that finds pleasure in doing exactly as his girlfriend desires. You need to be led, David. You need to be controlled. You need to be told what to do and praised for obeying."
He'd just cum, and yet Sophia's words aroused him. Not in a manner that made his dick hard all over again, but they were arousing nonetheless, and David found it distressing that she did seem to have such a keen sense for how to tap into desires of his that he'd rather not confront.
"Now I'm going to sit in your face, David, and you're going to open your mouth and put your tongue to work," she said.
David looked up at her and saw the lust in her eyes and the delight on her face. He knew she'd be disappointed if he refused, and for some reason disappointing Sophia felt like the worst thing in the world in that moment.
"Now lick up your cum," she said.
A moment later her pussy was on his mouth. David felt the warmth and wetness against his lips. He stuck out his tongue. He tasted his cum. It was salty and a little bitter, but there was a sweetness to it, too.
"That's good," Sophia said. "That's so good, David. Lick up your cum. Lick it up for me. Be the kind of man I know you are, the kind of man I want you to be."
After the first taste, it was easy. It was just more of the same. More saltiness. More bitterness. More sweetness. It wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't terrible, either. There was also the thrill of pleasuring Sophia, and there was no question she was turned on by David's cum eating.
"Keep licking," Sophia encouraged him. "Keep licking while I ride your face."
She rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her pussy - and her clit - over David's face. Over his lips and his tongue and even his nose a few times. She rested her hands against the wall behind the bed and rode him faster, closing her eyes and unleashing a beautiful moan of pleasure as she did so.
"Fuck, David, you're such a good little cum cleaner for me," she said. "You're going to eat all your loads from now on. Every fucking drop, David, because that's the kind of man you are. A cum slut. A fucking cum slut that devours every load I give you permission to let loose."
It felt good to turn her on. It felt good to do what Sophia wanted, to surrender at least a little to the part of himself that she seemed to see more clearly than he did.
"Oh, fuck!" Sophia cried out. "I'm cumming!"
Her thighs trembled as she dropped her pussy onto his face and climaxed. She slapped her hand against the wall and unleashed a wild scream as she experienced the most intense orgasm David had ever witnessed.
Sophia moved back until she was sitting across his chest and smiled down at David as she ran her fingers through the juices on his chin and cheeks. "You look good like that. With cum and pussy juice on your face. With that twinkle in your eye. You felt it a little, didn't you? You felt how good it can be to tap into those darker desires you try to keep at bay, didn't you?"
He nodded.
Sophia's fingers slipped into his mouth as she said, "You're safe with me, David. I know those desires feel scary. I know it feels dark. But don't worry, I'll guide you through. I'll protect you. I'll take care of you. I'll make you into the man you were always meant to be. The kind of man that will make a perfect husband for a woman like me."
In that moment, David couldn't help but want to be that kind of man.
