“Okay,” I said, weakly. “What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to fuck you, sweetie.”
I jerked. “But it’ll hurt.”
“Not too much. I know what I’m doing.”
I looked over. “Do you have a condom?”
“No,” he laughed. “What would I need that for?
“But if you…” I trailed off.
“If I what?
“Do it. In me.”
“Um,” I said, “ejaculate.”
He snorted. “Listen to you. What do you want to be when you grow up, missy? A nurse? A doctor?”
“I want to be a teacher.”
“Really. I think you’ll make a good one. Let’s see how you learn your lessons. I want you on your knees.”
He didn’t wait for me to reply. He took my arm and pulled me off the desk, and lowered me down. I would have fallen if not for his vice grip on my arm. The floor was cold and hard under my knees, dirty old linoleum. He wheel the chair around and sat down, and scooted up to me. Then he pulled down his zipper, and undid his duty belt and his regular one, and spread open his pants. A little adjustment, and he parted the flap on his boxers and pulled out his cock and balls. I’d never seen one in person before, so I gasped, feeling my cheeks burn. It was bigger than I thought it would be, and it wasn’t even hard yet, just laying there curved over his heavy balls. I felt a weird impulse to touch them, test their weight in my hand and squeeze. He had his phone in one hand.
“What do you want me to do?” I said.
“You’re going to suck my cock.”
“With my mouth?”
He rolled his eyes. “Of course, babe. It won’t be so bad. Just remember, good girls swallow, and you’re a good girl, right? Swallow everything that comes out.”
I trembled, looking at his member. My hands were still cuffed behind me, so I had to lean forward and use my lip to lift up the tip of his cock and open my lips around it, pulling into my mouth. He let out a soft groan, and it started to swell and stiffen, spreading open my jaws. When I sucked a little it got even harder, and when I ran my tongue around the tip, even harder still, until it rose to its full size, and hot and heavy. If felt completely different from what I expected, soft but rock hard inside, and the skin almost like velvet.
“Look at the camera for me, honey, and suck real hard.”
I did as he said, sucking until my cheeks hollowed as he snapped the picture of my lips spread around his cockhead. Then he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed, forcing his erection deeper into my mouth, until it tickled and I squirmed, twisting my head under his grip. He liked that a lot, and moaned softly. Somehow, that excited me, and I felt a stab of need run up from between my legs, a cold shiver that he must have felt, because it brought a grin to his face.
“That’s right, baby. You’re doing a great job.”
I must have, because he stopped talking after that. The phone made a noise and he kept it pointed at me. I realized he was taking a video of my head bobbing and his shaft sliding through my lips as I sucked him off. I couldn’t help but look at it, stare right into the lens on the back of the camera as I sucked him, drawing his cock to an iron hardness that I barely believed was possible. I felt a quick, salty rush on my tongue and blinked, looking up at him. His head leaned back and his stomach clenched, and he spilled his seat in my mouth, thick and hot. I swallowed, gulping it down while I watched the camera. His cock throbbed in my lips and more spurts filled my mouth as I gulped it down, until finally let out an agonized sound and pushed me back. I could feel a hot string of it clinging to my chin and licked it off.