I made him cum in my mouth twice while he was playing a video game

Title: Oral Overload: A Twice-timed Cummunion Under the Table

As I watched him engrossed in his latest video game obsession, I couldn’t help but smirk at what I had planned for him. He was so absorbed in the virtual reality of pixelated passions that he failed to notice the real-life temptations lurking beneath the table’s surface.

I had meticulously positioned myself under the rectangular sanctuary, my head mere inches from the treasure trail that seemed to lead to paradise. His musky scent tantalized my nostrils, encouraging me to breathe deeply and savor the essence of manliness that enveloped me.

With an innocent smile, I emerged from my hiding place, my blazing gaze fixed upon his half-buttoned shirt. “Oh, sorry darling,” I cooed, batting my eyelids with mock naivety. “I was just adjusting my stockings and didn’t realize you were here.”

His eyes widened in surprise before narrowing with suspicion. “Adjusting your stockings, huh?” he replied, arching an eyebrow.

“Well, one must ensure that everything fits perfectly, doesn’t one?” I giggled, running a finger along his jawline before trailing it downwards, tracing the contours of his chest with feather-light touches.

He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he struggled to maintain his composure. “I-I suppose you’re right,” he stammered, trying in vain to hide his growing arousal.

I smirked internally, knowing full well that I had him hook, line, and sinker. With a flick of my wrist, I tugged at his belt, loosening it with expert ease. “Let me help you with this, sweetheart,” I purred, my voice dripping with seduction as I pulled down his zipper.

He gasped as I freed his throbbing member, the pulsing flesh popping out of its confines like a spring trapped in a coil. I wrapped my fingers around his girth, stroking him slowly as I lavished his shaft with adoring kisses.

His head lolled back, eyes fluttering shut as he succumbed to the pleasure I so generously bestowed upon him. “Oh fuck…” he moaned, shamelessly pushing himself deeper into the haven of my mouth.

I took him in, inch by throbbing inch, stretching my lips in a pained smirk as I deep-throated his considerable length. My tongue swirled around his engorged head, tracing the ridges and veins that adorned his pulsing flesh.

He grunted, his hips thrusting forward in a timeless rhythm as he chased his impending release. I could feel his thick rod pulsing in my mouth, the veins throbbing against my tongue as he edged closer and closer to ecstasy.

Suddenly, he tensed, his body shuddering as he pivotal tip of his pleasure crest. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna fucking cum!” he roared, his grip on his game controller loosening as he clutched at the edge of the table for support.

I moaned around his cock, the vibrations intensifying his sensations as I eagerly awaited his impending eruption. His hips bucked erratically, his primal need to claim me overpowering any semblance of restraint.

He detonated, his hot seed spurting down my throat as he dragged my head closer to his crotch. I gulped greedily, swallow after swallow endeavoring to capture every last drop of his creamy essence.

But he wasn’t done. His orgasm surged on, the seemingly endless stream of cum gushing from him in waves. My eyes bulged, beads of sweat forming on my forehead as I tried to keep up with the copious amounts of semen that flooded my mouth.

When he finally released me, I gasped for air, Satyrine rivulets of his cum trickling from the corners of my lips. I licked them clean, savoring the salty sweet taste that lingered on my tongue.

“I think it’s your turn to service me,” he growled, his voice still husky from his explosive climax.

I grinned wickedly, ready to return the erotic favor. “Oh, I intend to, baby,” I purred, wiggling my ass invitingly. “I intend to…”

As I prepared to assume the position, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. I had successfully distracted him from his video game, replacing the virtual pleasures with something incomparably more satisfying. But little did he know, we were far from done…

I had a feeling that this afternoon of forbidden under-the-table fun would only be the beginning of many more steamy encounters to come. After all, a girl’s gotta eat… and I was a hungry one.

With a wicked grin, I prepared to feast on the main course, ready to devour him whole once again.