The story continues. Thanks to those who voted on the first part, and especially to those who commented. Keep the suggestions coming, because there's a lot more planned and any help is appreciated.
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My friend of ten years, Kelly, was kneeling on my bed. Not just kneeling there, but leaning forward as she did, with her hand wrapped as far around the base of my shaft as it would go. At the same time I was holding her blonde hair tightly in my hand, watching as she stretched her mouth open with the head of my cock lodged firmly between her lips. I could feel her moaning around me and drooling down my length. I wasn't sure how much longer this could last and I wanted it to go on forever.
I yanked her head back by the hair, pulling her from my cock. A smile of satisfaction curved my lips as I heard her whimper. She was pulling against my grip, trying to wrap her lips around the head of my cock again while I held her over it. This was no longer my good friend Kelly. This was a slut who couldn't get enough of my cock. I'd never been in this situation before, never even imagined that I would be, but my instincts seemed to be guiding me in the right direction. So I went with it.
"Use your tongue, Kel...lick it like a lollipop." I was giving orders now, allowing her to reach down to my aching hard cock as she stuck her tongue out. My eyes never left her face as I watched that soft, pink tongue press flat against the underside of my shaft and slowly drag up its length. Her eyes were open, focused on the task at hand as she started to lick my cock again and again, drawing her tongue all the way up to the sensitive head then circling around it before dipping back down and starting over again.
My breathing was growing heavy and I tried to hold back as much as I could. Kelly finally helped by raising up and taking the head of my cock between her lips again with a little whimper. I yanked her back again, harder this time, and raised my voice. "I told you to lick it, slut. Next time you'll do what you're told."
She was whimpering louder now, making little mewling sounds in her throat as I reached down and took her hand from my shaft, replacing it with my own. Holding my cock by the base I started to swing it forward, guiding her lower again and slapping the thick, bulbous head against her open lips.