Chapter 2: Forced Fellatio

Hi, my name is Cindy. I'm a twenty year old college student living in Southern California. Yes, I masturbate. Masturbate a lot. I have a very vivid imagination and as I blossomed into girlhood, my imagination became more sexual. So I masturbate, there is nothing else to do unless you want me to run around horny. None of these really happened; they are just figments of my very fertile imagination, masturbatory fantasies. I hope you enjoy.

One of my best jobs is to house sit. No kids to take care of just stay at someone's house for a couple of days. And these are not just ordinary homes, most are multi-million dollar homes at the beach. Last week I was house sitting one of my favorite places.

Let's just call him Bill; I won't use his real name. Bill used to be a movie star about ten years ago. Very famous. He did quite well and just retired from entertainment, having been very successful in the entertainment business. He travels a lot for his investments, so I often get to house sit for him. He pays well and I get to work on my tan.

By the way, Bill is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. He's only about mid forties, a deep tan, works out in his own gym and takes great care of himself. I've seen him with a lot of women, sports stars, movie stars, socialites, all gorgeous. But Bill is still single, not sure why. I would let him in my panties in a second! Okay, maybe I wouldn't. I told you, I don't date much, but masturbate a lot. Shy thing I guess. But back to the story.

I stay in one of his guest rooms. It's a massive room the size of my parent's whole house, one glass wall overlooking the Pacific Ocean. And the bed. A massive bed, overstuffed mattress, satin sheets and comforter. The only way to sleep in satin sheets is naked. So I do. This week was finals, a tough week of studying to the wee hours of the morning, and I finished the last one this morning. Bill was due home tomorrow morning, so I climbed into bed early, my naked body sliding along the satin sheets. God, I almost came as I got in. I've been extremely horny this week, and I haven't had much time to masturbate. I lay on my stomach and rubbed on the satin sheets, feeling my hard nipples slide along the material, rubbing them so sensuously. I could probably cum just by rubbing them, but I was just too tired tonight. Even as horny as I was, I fell into a quick deep sleep as soon as I touched the pillow.

Bill walked quietly into the house, noticed that all the lights were out, and hoped that she was asleep. While Cindy wasn't as beautiful or sophisticated as the women he usually dated, there was just something about her that always drew her to him. He had finally figured it out. It was her lips. His cock seemed to spring to life each time she opened her mouth. The only thought that raced through his head was what it would be like to feel her hot breath blowing on his cock, her wet tongue racing over the head or her silky lips wrapped tightly around the head of his cock. He could hardly think of anything else when he saw her. He had seen the way she looked at him, hoping that he was right, hoping that she would do anything for him. His cock throbbed at the thought of her sucking his cock. He crept toward the guest room, quietly opening the door. The room was partly lit by the full moon, the drapes open. He could see neatly tucked under the comforter as he moved closer towards her.

His cock jumped in his pants when he saw her. Her head was on the pillow, her mouth open slightly as she slept quietly. He could hear her gentle breathing, her lips slightly moistened. He watched her for about ten minutes, seeing her tongue come out and swipe at her lips, her lips glistening in the moonlight. He couldn't wait any longer. He slowly slipped out of his clothes, his breath ragged as he indulged in his fantasy. His hand went down to his cock, gripping it tightly as he stroked it up and down. God, he had to have her mouth soon, before he came all over the bed. His naked body moved quietly to the bed, kneeling on the edge, holding his breath as he waited to see if her body moved. She didn't stir, so he slid over towards her.

He moved his hand closed to her face, only inches from her moist lips. He held his breath as his finger lightly ran over her lower lip, her eyes seem to flutter but they didn't open. His cock jerked in excitement as he felt her soft lips for the first time, the thought of them touching his cock exciting him. He ran his finger around her lips, and then pushed into her open mouth, her tongue touching his finger in reflex. He let his finger slide inside her mouth, Cindy still soundly sleeping as he moved deeper into the hot recesses of her mouth. God, he couldn't wait much longer. She still didn't stir. He moved next to her head, kneeling only inches from it. He stroked his cock as he lowered his throbbing member until he felt her lips touch his cock. "GGODDD," he moaned too loudly as he felt her lips touching his cock. He saw the head of his cock leak out pre-cum, eager to pump his cock in her mouth and fill it to overfilling. His cum glistened in the light on her lips as if it were a lipstick. His cock jerked in pleasure, her head turning slightly as it bounced on her lips.

Cindy was having one of her erotic dreams. This one even more vivid than the others. She was dreaming of the time when she was younger and had sex with two older boys. It was one of her most reoccurring dreams. The difference in this one was that one of the boys was trying to get her to suck his cock. One was between her legs, his hard cock sliding in and out of her recently violated pussy, the other was rubbing his slippery cock all over her face, a trail of his cum clinging to her skin as he moved it back and forth. Hands tilted her head back, Cindy submissively opening her mouth in response to the strong hands urging her to perform the task. She had always been afraid of perform such a loathsome act, needing to be forced to accommodate the act that she thought was so degrading. The dream was so real, licking her lips, the salty taste quickly basting her mouth.

Bill could see her eyes beginning to flutter as she moved. Her mouth seemed to be opening, Bill didn't waste any time, and took advantage of the situation to let his cock rub around her lips, his cock jerking in pleasure as he did. He saw her stir, knowing that she was wakening, the moment of truth upon him.

"Don't open your eyes," he instructed in a deep, demanding voice.

Cindy was suddenly brought back to reality by the familiar voice of Bill. She was awake, her eyes still shut, quickly realizing that the dream of hot, hard flesh on her lips wasn't a dream, she could feel it sitting on her lips. She heard his command, not wanting to open them, afraid of confronting the reality of the situation. Did he really have his cock on her lips? She squeezed her eyes tighter, her only response to his command.

"Do you know what I want you to do?" He moved his cock from her lips, letting it rest on her cheek, the cock jerking against her silky skin.

"I've never done that before," was the only thing she could answer.

His cock leaped in joy at her response. It wasn't a denial, more of a statement of her intentions to perform.

"I'll teach you."

"Yes Sir," she muttered.

Bill picked up the black mask that he brought. "I'm going to put a mask to cover your eyes so you don't have to squeeze your eyes tight. Lean your head forward so I can put it around your head." It was an order, not a request.

So he'd planned it, the mask ready. How did he know she would submit? She shivered when his fingers touched her neck, sliding the mask down until it covered her eyes. She opened her eyes, confronted by the darkness of the mask. She waited, not sure what to do. She felt the hot flesh touch her cheek again, his hand pushing her face softly towards it. She could feel it throbbing against her skin, almost feeling as if it were burning her flesh. She kept her lips closed as he slid it across her lips, her tongue instinctively coming out, startling her as she suddenly came in contact with it.

"No, don't stop. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Your lips are so inviting, my cock is throbbing in lust. It wants to feel your lips wrapped tightly around my hot flesh."

She couldn't believe that Bill desired her. He had often looked at her, but not like she looked at him. She had even imagined him taking her body one night, but the thought of him taking her in her mouth was something she could never have fathomed. She was always disgusted by the thought of taking someone's cock in her mouth. Even worse the thought of having it fill her mouth with cum and being forced to swallow it.

"Are you going to cum in my mouth?" She had to know.

"Yes. And you're going to swallow it."

"Yes Sir." She didn't know if she could do it with choking, but she knew she wouldn't have a choice.

"You're going to have to take my cock deep in your mouth. Once you get use to it, I going to push it into your throat where your throat muscles will give me a very enjoyable fuck."

"I'm afraid I'll choke and gag if you do that?"

"I'm counting on you doing that. That's what makes it so enjoyable. If you are a good girl, I'll let you masturbate while I fuck your mouth."

The thought of him making her take it in her throat sent a shiver down between her legs. The thought of his hands on her head, forcing his cock into her throat while she gagged and choked excited her. Now he wanted her to masturbate while he fucked her mouth. "Under the covers Sir?"

"No, I want to see your naked body and watch your fingers play with your pussy. The thought of watching you cum is appealing to me, to see the expression on your face as you orgasm for me, your mouth filled with my cock. Hopefully I can cum at the same time, see your cheeks bulge out as I fill your mouth with my cum."

"I don't know if I can do that Sir." Her mind quickly filled with pictures of her legs spread, her pussy wet as her fingers played up and down her slit, Bill instructing her what to do as she sucked his cock eagerly, holding her breath as she waited for the inevitable time when he would cum in her mouth.

"It wasn't a question, Cindy. You will masturbate your pretty little pussy while you suck my cock. I won't tell you again."

She felt his hand tighter on her head. She could only murmur, "Yes Sir". She opened her mouth; her tongue slowly began to stick out, almost afraid of what she would find. Suddenly she felt it, the hard, rubbery head of a cock. She pulled her tongue back, then pushed it out again. She could already taste the salty flavor, knowing that it was his cum.

He liked the way her tongue moved tentatively, barely touching his cock, his throbbing member jumping in appreciation at her wet tongue finally reached out and touched it, then shooting back into her mouth. "Yes, good girl," he complimented her as her tongue moved back out again.

It felt strange, his cock so hot. It was hard, yet rubbery, a different texture then she had expected. Her tongue moved again, this time not pulling back, lightly rubbing along the thick head. She felt it jerk as her tongue moved in a circle, feeling the hole in the center, resting the tip of her tongue on it. She could taste the fluids that her tongue had coaxed out, a thick texture, salty, not all together unpleasant but just a small amount seemed to spread quickly inside her mouth. She let her tongue run down the side until she felt the ridge around the head, imagining the large red helmet that was the head, running her tongue all around the edge, the tip of the cock rubbing against her cheeks as she did.

He enjoyed the way she seemed to be exploring his cock with her tongue. Would she be so willing once she started sucking his cock, taking it in her mouth? "While I am enjoying your tongue Cindy, it is time for you to wrap your lips around my cock as well."

She opened her mouth wide, his hand under her chin, lifting her head up until she felt his cock touch her lips again. She waited until she felt it, his cock sliding along her lips, slowly and sensuously entering her mouth.

"What a lovely hot mouth Cindy, your hot breath is making me want to cum." He pulled her forward more, eager to feel her lips around his cock. "Close your lips on my cock. Make it nice and tight, just like your pussy would be."

She let her lips close, grasping the hard cock in her mouth, her lips capturing it just below the rim, the thick helmet of his cock inside her mouth. It felt strange and exciting, being forced to take his cock in her mouth. Not like she thought it would be like, not as distasteful as she remembered. Maybe it was the slow buildup, his teasing her as she lay there, the darkness of the blindfold making it as if she had no choice but to submit to him, laying there unable to know what he was doing until she felt it. She let her tongue run over the head, feeling it jerk, her lips tightening on it, holding it firm. Her tongue continued to explore the hot flesh, running over the head, feeling it leak out when she ran across the slit, tasting his juices. The taste seemed to grow on her, the thought of it filling her mouth exciting her. Would she be able to swallow it all?