When I got home that night, I thought about what my Dr. Alburque had told me. Or what dream version of her had said. About masturbating again to relax. I wasn't sure about it. But maybe my subconscious was trying to tell me something.
Freshly showered and shaved, my cock and balls felt cool in the air of my room. I pulled my lube out of my nightstand and put a few drops on my hand and began stroking my cock slowly. I closed my eyes and pictured the redhead head from the week before on her knees in front of me. My cock stiffened and pulsed in my hand. It felt bigger today.
I stroked faster as I pictured the redhead taking my cock into her mouth. Her red lips slowly moved up and down my shaft. She moaned around it as it pushed into her throat. My cock felt huge in my hand and in my imagined scenario it grew more and the redhead's throat opened up for me. I reached a hand out and gripped her throat and felt the bulge of my cock descend into her. Her eyes were golden, and she smiled around my cock as it kept going further.
I felt her finger press into my asshole then. At least it felt like a finger. Maybe it was bigger. My cock quit growing down her throat and a voice filled my head. "What are you waiting for? Fuck this whore's throat."
I reached both hands into the redhead's hair without hesitation and began pushing more of my cock into her mouth. The pressure at my asshole increased and I felt like she was sliding a plug or something into me. But I didn't care. I started hammering her throat like a machine. I felt fuck my ass with whatever she had at the same pace I was moving and when she hit my prostate I thought I was gonna blow right there. I had never been much for ass play but if it always felt like this I wanted more.