The party was boring, and my mind had turned to leaving several times, but I had stuck with it as someone there had caught my attention. Around 5’7″, brown eyes, bobbed brunette hair, slim waist, small but shapely ass and a hand-full of pert tits, Lena had been on/off flirting with me much of the evening. She was wearing below the knee heeled boots, tight blue jeans that showed off a svelte waist, and a figure hugging top. She made her way around, chatting to different groups of people but I would always catch her eye as she turned her head to find me in the room, then she’d turn her head away quickly, as if i wouldn’t have noticed.
Now it was late, and there were only four of us left: myself, Lena, the hostess and another guest. We were playing cards, nothing serious, just some pontoons for fun.
The hostess yawned and excused herself, and the other guest that was not Lena also decided to call it a night. Lena remarked at how she was not yet tired and could go on, and the hostess said that we could stay as long as we liked and that there was plenty of drink left in the kitchen.
And like that, Lena and I were left alone together.
Immediately Lena became more flirtatious. I was sat there on a couch, and she decided, rather than to take a seat, to sit on the floor in front of me at the coffee table where we were playing cards.
We chatted a little, drinking and playing some more card games. Lena was 23, 20 years my younger. She asked if I was single, which I did not give a straight answer to, and she told me she liked older men.
I took a packet of tobacco from my pocket to roll a cigarette and Lena’s eyes lit up.
“Ohhh, I quit smoking last month but I am *dying* for a cigarette. Could I please have one?”
“Of course.” I replied. “Would you like me to roll one for you?”
“Yes please, I don’t know how to roll!” She giggled.
Lena watched intently as I rolled her cigarette. She leaned in and breathed deeply.
“The smell of tobacco always reminds me of my dad.” she smiled.
We shared a cigarette and continued to drink and play cards, all the while Lena becoming more flirtatious, still sitting on the floor in front of me but edging closer and starting to touch me, putting her hands on my legs now and then.
After a while she asked, “I’m really sorry to be a nuisance but could I have another cigarette please? I tell you what, I’ll *play* you for another cigarette!” She meant the cards.
I laughed, and obliged. We ran a round of pontoons, and she lost. I smugly started to roll another cigarette for myself. She placed both hands on my knees, looked into my eyes and pleaded.
“Please can we have another round, I’m dying for another smoke now! Though, I suppose it’s no fun for you, because you don’t get to win anything, huh. How about, if I lose this time I’ll flash you?”
I would have happily given her another smoke, but she was so eager to play her game, and of course I wanted the chance to see her gorgeous body! Trying to remain cool, I agreed.
Sure enough, Lena lost the round again. Blushing, she quickly pulled up her top and revealed her perfectly formed chest.
“Do you like them?” She smiled.
“Yes, very nice.” I wasn’t exactly sure where this was going but I was starting to make guesses.
“Ok, let’s play again. If I lose this time I’ll let you feel them…” she blushed. What a little tart, I thought. She knew fine well I would’ve just given her a cigarette. She *wanted* to lose, to feel my hands on her.
We played, she lost. Clearly, this was not Lena’s lucky night.
Still sitting on the floor, she pulled her top up over her head and placed it on the floor, then up on her knees she moved over to me so that she was in between my legs. She blushed and smiled as she undid her bra. Her tits sat up nicely. She took my hands and placed them on her tits, and looked into my eyes as I caressed them gently, feeing her nipples go hard. She had her forearms resting on my thighs, and her hands danced over my crotch. My cock was beginning to grow.
She sank back towards the coffee table and left her bra off but put her top back on. She was blushing heavily now, clearly aroused by the way I had touched her.
“I can’t believe how much I’m losing! I feel like I can’t lose again, the deck is stacked in my favour now. One last round?”
“Ok,” I started, “but this time we should make the stakes higher, if you’re so sure.” Of course she wanted to make the stakes higher. This was her game, I was merely playing along.
She looked at me, put her hand to her lips and coyly bit her nail a little as she contemplated what she was about to say.
“I’ll bet… my mouth this time. If I lose, you win my mouth.”
She stared at me, waiting for my reaction. I was expecting more nudity, or touching, not for Lena to offer herself up so willingly. I hadn’t had a submissive girl in months, and my cock began to ache at the prospect of being her owner.
“Your mouth? That’s a big gamble, are you sure you want to risk it? Who knows what’ll happen to your mouth once I own it.”
She shrugged and said, “That’ll just be up to you if you win. You’ll have total control.” Without any further hesitation, Lena picked up the cards and dealt.
What a surprise, the round was not won by Lena.
Lena was on the floor beaming, looking at me, waiting for me to break the silence. She had planned this, manipulated the situation to this point.
“It’s yours now, what would you like to do with it?” She said, then opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, looking up from the floor at me. I’ve never seen anyone so eager to be used. This was going to be fun.
I stood up in front of her as she kneeled on the floor, her hands placed on her knees, looking up at me, mouth open. I put my hand on her chin with my thumb on her tongue, and tilted her head back so I could look down into the throat I had just won.
“Do you know how to be an obedient girl?” I asked. Lena nodded her head. I was trying to remain composed, but I couldn’t quite believe my luck and was lost in determining where to begin with my new toy.
I unzipped my fly while she eagerly sucked my thumb deeper into her mouth. There was a fiery lust in her eyes. She needed to be used.
With one hand holding her mouth open I guided my cock in slowly, to see how far it would reach before she would gag. To my surprise she did not.
“No gag reflex?” I asked, impressed. With my cock still firmly in her throat she shook her head to confirm. Lena had a different look in her eyes now, my cock in her throat had brought her peace. Her body was not tense, she was relaxed and submissive. This was what Lena wanted. To be owned, used as a toy.
Slowly I withdrew my cock from Lena’s mouth, leaned down and spat onto the back of her tongue. Her eyes grew brighter, wider at this. She kept her mouth open for me and slowly I pushed my cock back into her warm, wet throat, which she managed again with ease. My swollen member filled up her whole willing mouth, a perfect marriage of parts.
With my thumb still on her tongue, Lena tried to speak, “Pwease fwuck my fwace.”
I reached down and placed one hand under Lena’s chin, the other on the back of her head, and began to rhythmically pump my cock in and out of her mouth. She obliged willingly, letting out groans of pleasure as I used her head as my plaything.
After a while of using Lena’s head in this way, I removed my cock from her mouth, took her by the hair and walked her on her knees over to the couch. I instructed her to take her top off and to lie backwards on the couch with her legs over the back and head hanging down the front. She assumed the position, smiling the entire time, trying to always maintain eye contact.
I kneeled in front of Lena’s head as she opened her upturned mouth and stuck out her tongue. I pressed the head of my cock against her tongue and moved it around. The feel of the surface of her tongue on the top of my head and shaft was divine. I rocked my hips and my cock moved deeper into her mouth.
I placed one hand on Lena’s throat to steady myself and used the other hand to play with her tits as I began to fuck her face. I felt her throat bulge with every fuck. Lena groaned. I watched her hands move towards her crotch and down into her jeans. She began to finger herself along to the rhythm of my cock fucking her throat. Her groans got closer together as we sped up, and soon she was in the throes of orgasm. I could feel her throat tighten around my cock as her body shuddered while she came, and it took all my willpower to not cum in her throat at the same time.
I told Lena to get back on her knees and open her mouth once more. She kneeled in front of the sofa and stretched her arms out backwards onto the cushions. I leaned down and spat in her mouth again, this time some spit missing the mark missing and landing on her left cheek. I reached down and took her head with both hands and fucked her face while she looked up at me, smiling with gratitude. I was very close to orgasm, and seeing Lena look at me like that while I used her sent me to the edge.
I pulled my swollen cock out of Lena’s throat and began to wank into her mouth as I held it open, my thumb pressed onto her tongue again.
Lena begged, “Pwease, pwease feed me ywour cum.”
She reached up and placed her fingers into either side of her mouth and held it open wide for me. This finally pushed me over, and heavy ropes of cum started to shoot from the end of my cock, into Lena’s mouth and onto her face. I came and I came, and it felt like it would never end. I watched with glee as the first ropes of cum that landed on her tongue slid down to the back of her throat. Her mouth filled up with my cum. When I had stopped cumming, I used my cock to push into her mouth what had landed on her face, and she wrapped her red lips around the head to get the last of this. She looked up at me and moved the cum around in her mouth with her tongue. Still holding her jaw, I leaned down and spat in her mouth once more. She delighted to be used like this.
Like every good girl should, Lena awaited my command to swallow, and when it came she swallowed with relish.
I sat back on the couch exhausted and watched Lena use her hands and tongue to gather the remaining cum off of her face and into her mouth. After she thanked me for the cum, I allowed Lena to clean my cock with her mouth.
Lena smiled. “I feel so used. I’m going to go home and fuck myself to sleep thinking about the belly full of cum and spit you just fed me.”
I got up, put my cock away, and started getting ready to leave. Lena tried to take my phone from my coat pocket to enter her number. I couldn’t allow this. There are reasons I have to remain very discreet…
“No, I can find you if I want to.” I said.
“But… but you won my mouth fair and square, it’s yours now! Don’t you want to use it again… Please? You can…you can piss in it if you want…!?” Lena begged as I made my way to the door.
I turned and looked at Lena, standing in a doorway in an apartment that neither of us lived in, topless, makeup running, begging to be used.
“I’ll find you.” I said, as I closed the door behind me.
End of Part I.