“Around the couch and right back here,” I said. “That’s a good boy. Be a good little bitch for me.”
Jason made the trip around the couch in less than minute. He didn’t seem to have any problems at all carrying me.
“Not bad,” I said, climbing off of him. “Not bad at all. You’re a strong little bitch, aren’t you?”
Jason just looked at me. But he was new at this so I gave him another chance.
“Aren’t you?” I asked, raising my eyebrows and giving him a look.
“Yes, mistress,” Jason said.
“That’s better,” I replied, sitting down on the couch. “Now take your clothes off. I want to see your cock.”
Jason did as he was told, stripping down until he was naked. His cock wasn’t yet hard but it was pretty chubby. Not to mention larger than average. It was obvious he was enjoying himself so far. I grabbed ahold of his cock and started to stroke it.
Jason let out a low groan and his cock immediately started growing larger.
“Oh, you like that do you?” I asked. “You like it when I stroke your cock?”
“Yes, mistress,” Jason said.
“Well don’t get used to it,” I said. “Because this is just a special treat. Maybe, just maybe, if you take it in the ass like a champ, then maybe I’ll do you the pleasure of touching your cock again before the day is up. But only if you’re lucky. Understand?”
“Yes, mistress,” he said again, between deep breaths.
“Good,” I said, letting go of his cock. I spun around and climbed up onto my knees on the couch so my ass was facing him. “Now get on your knees.”
Jason dropped to the floor. His head was at the same level as my ass now, just a few inches away.
I turned my upper body so I was looking at him but my ass stayed in the same place, right in front of his face. “I’ve been nice to you because it’s your first time and all,” I said. “But now I’m ready to play.”
As soon as I finished my sentence, I grabbed Jason by the back of his head and pulled him towards my ass, smashing his face against my flesh so his tongue was touching my asshole.
“Get your face in there,” I said, holding Jason in place by his hair. “Get your fucking face in there. Lick that fucking asshole.”
Jason did as he was told, exploring my asshole with his tongue, constantly moving it around, mixing things up as best he could.
I could feel his hot breath on my skin, could feel his nose pressing against the crack of my ass. “Grab your cock,” I said to him.
Again, Jason did as he was told.
“Now play with yourself,” I said. “Jerk yourself off while you lick my asshole clean.”
I released my hold on Jason’s head and began bouncing my ass up and down, riding his tongue.
“That’s it,” I said. “Keep your face right there while I ride your tongue. Right fucking there. And keep playing with your cock. Don’t stop.”
I bounced harder and harder on Jason’s face, forcing his tongue deeper and deeper inside my asshole. After half a minute, I caught him trying to back away to catch his breath.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I asked, once again grabbing ahold of his hair and holding him in place, his face smashed up against my ass, his tongue deep inside my asshole. “Don’t fucking move. Don’t fucking move until I tell you to.”
So Jason didn’t, keeping his head still as I rode his tongue with my asshole while continuing to smash his face up against my flesh.
“Right there, right fucking there!” I cried, hammering my ass back against Jason now. “Don’t move, don’t you dare move! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna fucking cum!”
And cum I did, my body freezing up for a moment before exploding in a mini-orgasm, sending juices shooting out of my pussy and onto Jason.
“Not bad,” I said after my mini-orgasm had passed. “Not too fucking bad at all. You’re off to a good little start my friend,” I said. After spinning around on the couch again so I was facing him, with my strap-on sticking up the air, practically touching his chin, I added, “But now it’s time to get the party started for real.”
Jason took a deep breath to help prepare himself.
I laughed softly and jerked off my cock. “Are you ready for this?” I asked.
Jason started to nod, but said, “Yes, mistress,” shortly after.
“Is this your first time sucking cock?” I said.
“Yes, mistress,” Jason replied.
“Are you scared?” I asked, flashing him a devilish smile.
“Should I be?” he countered, a concerned little grin playing on his lips.
“Maybe,” I said. I grabbed ahold of my cock and smacked Jason in the face with it a couple of times. “Do you think you can handle this whole thing?”
“Yeah,” he said.
“Are you sure?” I replied.
“No,” Jason said, smiling.
“Well let’s find out,” I said. “Open up, big boy.”
Jason did as he was told. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him towards my cock, then slid it into his mouth.
“There you go,” I said. “That’s a good boy. Suck that dick.”
And Jason did, bobbing up and down on my strap-on, taking it almost halfway down every time before popping back up. Saliva was dripping out of his mouth and gagging sounds were coming from his throat.
“Work that cock, baby, work it,” I said. I leaned back and put my hands behind my head in a relaxed position and stared down at Jason as he sucked my cock. “See how far down you can take it.”
Jason pushed his head down on my cock until it was almost three-quarters of the way
