We’re sitting together on the couch. We’ve been talking and enjoying a drink together, you curled up beside me, leaning against me. But now it’s time to go to bed.

“Go to the bedroom, Kitten, and take off your clothes. Take off everything except the black lace panties you’re wearing. And then slip on that little black camisole I’ve put out for you. And then get into bed.”

“Yes, Sir” you reply, sweetly, obediently. You stand and head for the bedroom, and I enjoy the view, as I always do, of your trim body crossing the room.

I put away a few things, turn off the lights, and join you in the bedroom. You’re beautiful lying on big white bed in your sheer black outfit. I take off my shirt and pants, and lay down on the bed beside you. You put your head on my chest and I put my arm around you and stroke your hair. You wait for me to tell you what to do.

“Kitten, I want you to rest your cheek on my stomach, and take my cock in your mouth, and suck me. Start off easy, Kitten. Don’t take me too deeply at first. Slowly work up. We’re going to be at it quite a while tonight, so just take your time.”

You slide down my body, your head now resting on my stomach, and reach in and pull out my hard cock. You run your tongue over the tip, and then close your lips around the head. I can’t see what you’re doing, but I rest my hand on your head and follow your movements, not pushing, just letting you know that my hand is on you, and that I could push you down on my cock if I wanted to.

You moan softly when my hand slips to your neck and tightens, and I hold you still for a moment and thrust my cock slightly into your mouth.

“Kitten, that’s so good. Go a little deeper now. I want you to take it all. Breathe, and work on taking me deeper.”

You obey–you always obey. I love you for that, my little one. You obey, and I feel my cock slip over your tongue, your lips engulf the shaft. I feel your throat tight around me for just a moment, and then you back away and swallow. That’s good, that’s what I want. I want you to take your time, to slowly work my cock deeper into your throat until you aren’t gagging when I fill you.

You’re being so good, Kitten, working so hard to take my cock into your throat without choking. We both know you can take all of me, you’ve done it before. Now we’re working to make it easier. Someday, Kitten, you’ll take my cock all the way down your throat whenever I want. I’m proud of you for trying so hard–proud, and excited.

You rest for a few moments, never taking my cock from your mouth. You know how excited I am, can tell by the size of my cock, and by how hard I am. My fingers tighten on your neck, pushing you forward a little, and you know that I’m close to taking over and thrusting deep into your throat. You knew this would happen, because it always does: no matter how much I say I want it to be easy for you, I always give in to the temptation to fuck your throat, to thrust hard and choke you and hold your head down and drive my cock in and out of your throat so you can’t breathe.

You feel it coming, and you take a deep breathe and take me deep, and your lips are against your body and my cock is deep in your throat, swelling, throbbing, and you know I’m coming now. My grip on your neck is strong, you can’t pull back now. You hold your hand above my leg, ready to slap your palm against me in our signal that it’s too much, but you wait: I’ve always let you go in time, and you aren’t desperate yet. And you know I’m coming.

I do, my cock pulsing and throbbing in your throat. I pull back slightly, you feel me in your mouth, filling you, and you swallow as fast as you can, your tongue swirling around my cock, unconsciously moaning with your own excitement as I groan and my body shakes from the tension.

After a little while, I pull you up to me and hold you close. Sometimes I’m greedy.

I love my Kitten.

Sir