Porn Enjoying Her Purpose in Life

**Author's Note: Hello y'all! I want to hone my writing skills and write full fledged stories, thus I am here having a lot of experience writing erotic scenes I want to learn the skills necessary for compelling plots. This particular work was a one sided ERP I did for my domme in FFXIV. I'm merely publishing it so I can get a feel for how the submission process works. I hope you enjoy it and I look forward to any feedback you may have for future stories. ♥ Also if you enjoy this kind of writing perspective let me know I can definitely do more but I plan to do more traditional story telling.**

Mmmfh Master, I wanna crawl across the floor butt ass naked, wiggling my hips and ass as you watch me approach from your chair. Uhffh how I would have to hold back my insatiable lust and tearing off your pants so I could slurp and huff on your cock. Instead I'd plant my lips on the bulge in your pants, flicking my tongue against the rough fabric.

Nnnnfh watching with pure delight as the bulge grows and grows, my hands pressing up against it as I slowly stroke your cock off through the fabric of your pants. My lips practically glued to the head of your shaft, being unable to touch the skin of it matters not as I'd be so honored to even be so close to it. My tongue flicking eagerly against the fabric that clung tightly to the head as I try in vain to get to your shaft. Without thinking about it one hand would break away from your throbbing shaft and begin unbuckling your pants before tugging both your pants and underwear down, finally freeing your cock.

The sight would making my cunt drip with anticipation as my eyes follow the head of your cock as if it was a hypnotist's pocket watch, so mesmerized I would be as I slowly leaned forward and began huffing in the musk of it. Nnnffh fuck the hand that pulled down your pants would have to be redirected to my needy cunt as I start to kiss and worship your shaft, slobbering all over it like a bitch in heat. No longer really thinking about what I want to do and instead acting purely on the instinct of a fucktoy in heat.

My lips pursing around the head and then some as m y tongue would flick and glide across the underside of the crown. Teasing your shaft, almost begging for it to cum early and give me that sweet and salty taste I love so much. My eyes looking up into yours so desperate for your approval that I was a good cocksleeve, a worthy piece of porn for your glorious cock. Ffhhfuhffh fuck I need your cock so bad, my head and lips would begin to twist around your thick shaft as if it were a lollipop and I was sucking all of the delicious flavor from it.

My eyes would shift from looking for approval and instead put on a display of pure debauchery as they practically begged you to grab me by horns and force feed your cock down my hungry throat. Mmmfh how my throat would contract around it, making sure that every inch of your cock was properly compressed as it dove deep into my throat before relaxing and letting it go free as you would pull out. My throat never seeming to tire as I focused all of my energy on making sure my throat was the perfect sleeve for your marvelous cock.

Drool, slobber and hopefully your precum would be gushing from my mouth, running down my face and ruining my make up as you continued to ravage my face. Using me just the way dumb bitches like me ought to be used; as porn, as your personal living fucktoy, no other purpose except to be useful for your cock. Mmmfh sensing you were close to the edge your fucktoy would pull back, removing your cock from the sweet, tight confines of my throat-pussy.

Letting your head rest against the back of my throat I'd let out a soft purr of delight, knowing full well the vibrations would echo throughout the length of your shaft starting from the head and travelling all the way to the base. My eyes would almost sparkle with delight as I watched you groan while you held my face study, making sure your living fucktoy was properly attached to your dick, the natural place for a bitch in heat like me.

My humming against the head of your succinctly delicious cock. Sensing that your cock was no longer on the edge I'd get back to the task of being a good piece of porn for you, my tongue swirling around the head, dancing across it like it was a professional ballet. Never touching the same place for more than a split second before sliding to another, making sure to not induce too much pleasure as to risk an early end to our fun. Finally as if your cock almost begged for a reprieve from the constant assault against the head, I'd pull it out and begin kissing and sucking up and down the shaft. My lips exploring the full length as my tongue would trace lines across the veins.

Spit and pre flowing freely from my mouth as I sought to properly coat your cock in an ample amount of lube. My small lithe hand stroking the shaft in perfect rhythm with my mouth, working in concert as I brought your cock to the edge over and over again. Denying you the release but making every second of it worthwhile. You'd look down at the make up smeared, spit covered face of your porn. A grin forming on your lips as you considered my eagerness to worship your cock a perfect trait for a piece of porn.

The cocky grin on your face would send my sex into a fit of desire, nothing turning me on more than when I can see that I'm a useful fuckmeat. Uhfffh fuck how my eyes would beg for more, beg to be degraded and humiliated more and more, to be treated and reminded of my place in the wide world; as porn, as something useful to get cocks off and nothing more. Fluids would flow freely from my hungry snatch that had 3 fingers pulsing in and out of it. I'd let your cock have a moment of reprieve as I rested it atop my face while I first kissed and then suckled on your glorious nutsack. Nnnfh my eyes would roll back in their sockets as I lost myself in the marvelous texture of your spit and precum laden balls.

My tongue would run circuits through it, picking up pace as it ran itself between each wrinkle of the tender skin. If you were to look down you wouldn't see a woman sucking on your nuts, all you would see is a piece of porn, fuckmeat, a former person so caught up in the hypnosis of porn that they could no longer be called anything but a mindless fuck animal. Something that exists solely to be useful to cocks, to your cocks, to be good, perfectly obedient porn for any fetish or desire you craved. Your hand would press the back of my head as you pushed me closer to your groin, no longer caring or thinking of me as a person you'd instead simply do what came natural to one as they got themselves off with porn.

Uhhffhh how I would groan and moan like a brainless bimbo as you began to ride my face with your gooch, using my chin as a pressure point against it as you worked yourself up and down while my lips clung tightly to your nutsack. Finally unable to hold back any longer, you would rip your porn off your nuts before realigning your cock with my mouth-pussy and taking your porn's skull in both hands you would ram your cock straight into it's mouth and down it's throat. Mercilessly fucking the fuckmeat as your cock would flex with unworldly desires, no longer thinking of your porn as a person would free you to fully enjoy it's pathetic existence. When it began to gag from the never ending stream of your cock into it's throat you would continue unabated, you were here to get off nothing more.

Reaching the tipping point you would slam your porn against your cock, pressing the base firmly against the fuck animal's lips you'd let out a primal howl of lust as your balls tightened and your cock began to pump the throat pussy with your delicious seed. Your porn would moan pitifully from behind the thick cock nestled deep within it's throat as you continue to held it still until you were done. Once your orgasm was fully enjoyed and your cock properly drained, you'd toss your porn aside and leave, as if you were closing a tab in your browser.