I was going to write a short note about this interaction but felt like it needed to be “fleshed out.”
Enjoy.
Having a presence here on Substack is one of my favorite things. Even when I’m slammed at/with work, I spend any downtime I have on here.
That being said, I get many people in my DM’s. I don’t mind them, and honestly have had very few bad interactions. You are all some of the most respectful people and I love it. My boundary is always clear, I won’t say/do anything in private messages that I feel would put my relationship in jeopardy, and 95% of people don’t cross that line.
Occasionally, though, I get a random message. I guess they assume that since I write sexually explicit content, and am open about my sex life, that unsolicited pictures or crude messages are appropriate… Most of you know they are not.
SO… that being said… here is the interaction I had with my partner I couldn’t wait to share:
After working in my home office since very early in the morning, I took a break for lunch and got on Substack.
I had a very nice message from someone saying they liked my work and shared it with their girlfriend in hopes they like it as well. Very sweet.
My partner walked into the kitchen and I read it to him and said, “It’s so much better than when they just say ‘Suck my cock’ and I have to ignore them.”
I didn’t think anything of the comment and I continued scrolling as I made my lunch.
A moment later, I feel a tug at my ponytail, pulling my head back. I felt his breath against my ear just before he growled, “And what if I told you to suck my cock?”
My heart started pounding and my panties instantly became soaked.
He nipped at my neck and then his lips were on mine. They were rough and passionate, showing me exactly what he had in mind.
“Well?” he whispered as he broke the kiss.
“I… I would… I would do it…” I stuttered.
He spun me around and said, “Suck. My. Cock.” punctuating each word while staring me in the eye.
He kissed me again, his hands going to his button and zipper.
He pulled his dick out with one hand and pushed my head down with the other.
Happily and greedily, I took him into my mouth, first, swirling my tongue around the tip. But he wasn’t in the mood for anything like that. The second I opened up fully, he pushed me down in one forceful motion making me gag.
I let him set the pace and work his hips in conjunction with his hand in my hair. He was using me and I loved it.
On my knees in the middle of the kitchen, I sucked his cock in front of the window. My body and what I was doing was shielded from view, but I imagined the whole neighborhood looking in at him. Could they tell what was happening? I’m sure his face and movements weren’t “normal” but would anyone guess?
I could tell he was getting close, but before he came, he pulled me up off of him and, in one movement, sat me on the counter in front of him, saying, “I’m going to fill you up but you better not come. You’ll need to wait until tonight for that.”
He tugged my sleep-shorts and panties to the side and pushed into me. It was easy because I was so wet and already so close to climax. I knew I’d have a difficult time holding it back.
Again, I thought about people looking in at us. They would for sure know what was happening, now. There’s no way what we were doing wouldn’t be obvious, but thinking that made it even more difficult to not cum.
I wrapped my feet around him and let him move in and out of me as he wished, both of us looking down at where we met.
Watching him slide in and out of me was my undoing. I came violently, shuddering and screaming as he pushed one last time into me and came as well.
Slowly he moved in and out, drawing out his orgasm and milking every last drop into me until he was spent.
We collapsed into each others arms with heaving breaths.
When we’d mostly calmed down, he whispered into my ear, “You know what happens when you disobey me…”
With a smile, I slid him out of me and went back to making my lunch knowing that tonight was going to be epic.