Vanessa's Christmas Party of 2 (Patreon)

Vanessa invited you to her place for a present exchange, really you were surprised at the offer. Excitement filled you to your core as you reminded yourself about the rumors. Over the next few days, you nervously found a gift for her. She did say gift exchange, so maybe it was a party?

The night of the party you knocked on her door. Without hesitation, she opened the door. Wearing a bra, panties and stockings hinted immediately that this was probably a party for two people. Leading by the hand, Vanessa sits you on the couch, the eagerness in her eyes told you everything about what would happen tonight. Her normally harsh expressions felt soft and comforting, and well… her attire let you know that you may have overdressed. Sheepishly you handed her the gift and unveiling her aggressive personality, she puts it to the side and immediately tells you to undress.

For the next hour she begins what felt like worship. Fully nude laying in front of her, she began to kiss your cock. Sometimes a light nibble or sucking feeling would accompany each kiss and other times a perfect lipstick mark would be left behind. As she reached the tip she began to use her tongue more, tasting each part of your cock. Starting at the tip, she slowly worked around the glans, towards the ridge meeting the neck, and finally down the shaft. As the hour nears its end, she purses her lips at the tip and in a deliberate motion, she tries to take in as much of your meat as possible. You feel her tongue twinge as your cock enters her mouth and reaches into her throat. You feel yourself approaching climax and, as if she senses it too, she pulls her head away. 

Unfortunately, she gives you a breather. Your boner ever as hard as she sits opposite you on the couch, playing with herself. You try not to completely stare, as every time you do, she stares back. An aura of intimidation emanates from her glare and makes all this surreal. You side-eye the room, trying to see any hints to confirm the rumor of Vanessa being like a sort of human cow. Maybe a pump somewhere or even an innocuous glass of milk out in the open. Anything would’ve been amazing to find out and make this situation even more memorable.

As you stare into the hall way, scanning for hucow paraphernalia, Vanessa pushes against you. Her ass close to your chest, lowering down towards your crotch; you can feel her hand grab your cock and press it against her labia. You fade away into a moment of bliss as you feel her moist slit wrap around your shaft.