I'm not sure how we got to this point, but I'm glad that we're here, making plans for you to fuck my face under the guise of two friends catching up. We've done this a few times now, each time you getting a bit braver and me getting more hooked on the feeling of your cock in my throat. We preface the fun with a drink, dabble in some small talk, building up the anticipation. You're watching my lips move when I talk and picturing them around your dick. I'm watching you watch me and wondering if you're hard yet.
You finish your drink and then look at me as if to say "hurry up." I quickly finish the rest of my drink and as soon as my glass hits the table you stand up and nod towards the bedroom. "Time to give me what I came here for."
My heart starts racing as I stand up and follow you into the bedroom. You sit on the edge of the bed and start to unbutton your jeans without saying a word. I take my place in front of you, on my knees, and look up at you while you finish unzipping and then pull your cock out.
I move to grab it with my hand but you sternly tell me to put my hands behind my back. I oblige and you tell me I'm a good girl as you grab a fistful of hair. I can't help but let a smile take over my face knowing what's about to come. I take your cock in my mouth and instantly feel my clit start to throb. I work my way up and down your shaft without much assistance from you at first, but without any warning you push the back of my head down and your cock hits the back of my throat. I gag and you pull my head up by that handful of hair. You hold me there, my mouth just out of reach from your dick. I look at you, pleading with my eyes to let me put it back in. You smirk. You know you've got me completely at your mercy, existing in this moment for the sole purpose of giving you pleasure.
You let go of my hair. "I'm going to need you to lay on your back. Now."