Commissioner Reward - Zoey the Cocktease (Patreon)

Now this is one is a bit different from my usual fare. Not to any crazy degree but it's definitely unusual by the standards I've set. Hopefully in a good way but I'll let you guys decide. I can really say much more without spoilers so I'll just leave it at that. Enjoy!

It was a typical hot summer day in Beverly Hills and Zoey was enjoying it in a typical way: soaking up the sun by the pool. Fresh out of high school and enjoying the summer to it's fullest she was lounging on a comfortable deck chair watching the rest of the city below. With only a large pair of sunglasses and a tight little blue bikini covering her slender, curvaceous body she would've made for quite the sight even without the style of her hair and the presence of tattoos across those curves. But in the stuffy upper class area that her parents lived in a punk rock aesthetic like hers could have been more unusual if she walked around with a sign pointing it out. First and foremost were the tribal designs covering a large portion of her pale, teenage body. From shoulder to elbow and across her collarbone were intricate designs comprised solely of black ink while matching patterns ran down her sides from just below armpit to just past her waist. A circle of intricate flames was tattooed around her pierced belly button while yet more ink was present twisting down her back to stop just above her tight, incredibly firm looking bubble butt. Of course tattoos weren't the only aspect of her appearance that drew surprised stares from her parent's country club friends.

Perhaps the second most obvious part of her look that made monocles pop and people sputter was her face and hair. Absent anything else she had the gentle, feminine shape of a very beautiful woman. Her lips were gorgeously full while her nose was strong without being overpowering and she had a beautifully dusky pair of gray eyes. All of that was often overlooked when examined alongside the spiky blue mohawk that was her hair style, particularly thanks to how the front of it fell down across her face nearly reaching her lips. The sides of her head were kept short and while the demonstrated her naturally dark coloration it did little to fit with what her peers considered normal. In much the same way as her various piercings. The loop in her left nostril connected by a chain to another in her earlobe was the one many noticed first but the presence of several other studs and loops across her ears, including slightly more traditional earrings hanging from the lobes, were impossible to miss. As were the piercings in her nipples thanks to her tendency to go without a bra and leave her ample bust unrestrained. Compared to all that everything else about her appearance like her nicely rounded hips and tight frame were little more than afterthoughts when people looked at her. Although some couldn't help but notice her long, smooth and appreciately thick legs but at least some of that was the result of them being untouched by tattoos. For the moment anyways.

“Zoey darling!” A voice from within the house called out, “Your father and I are leaving for Monaco now.”

Suddenly reminded of the bullshit circumstances of their business trip she was almost tempted to not saying anything and just let them leave. But despite her ire at being given what amounted to a baby sitter she still got up and went inside to say goodbye. They exchanged surprisingly heartfelt farewells with both of her parents acting like they'd be gone for several months as they hugged her tight enough to push the air out of her lungs. But she hugged them back just as tightly so it was hardly fair to mock them when she felt the same way. It'd been at least a decade since they'd been apart for any notable length of time and back then it'd only ever been one parent at a time. So being apart from them for a week was definitely out of the ordinary. An unfortunately side effect of that time gap was their unfounded belief that the two of them being gone would open the floodgates for Zoey to have some sort of wild party at their home. It was a thought she'd categorically denied but neither of her parents believed her and that was why she'd be getting looked after by their friend's son John.

“I love you sweetheart.” Her father said as he pulled back from a prolonged hug. Kissing her on the cheek he added, “Don't torment John too much. He's a good boy and this arrangement wasn't his idea.”

“I'll keep that in mind.” Zoey remarked.

Both her parents chuckled and the three of them walked through the house and out the front door. As her mother and father approached their car a sporty little BMW rolled up, “Right on time!” her mom said with an approving smile, “I knew we could count on you!”

John smiled at her as he parked his car and climbed out, “Thank you Mrs. Summers.”

Mr. Summers approached John, clapping him on the shoulder and shaking his hand before saying, “We appreciate you doing this for us.”

“Of course sir.” He replied with a wide smile, “I'm happy to help!”

“Well you're certainly taking a load off our minds!”

“You really are.” Mrs. Summers added. “Now come along dear, I don't want to be late.”

“We'll be fine darling, we're already pre screened!”

“I know but it never hurts to get there early.”

“Oy vey. We'll see you in a week Zoey.”

“We love you!”

“Love you too.” She replied, waving to them as they settled into their car.

“You keep an eye on her John.” Mr. Summers added, “Don't let her out of your sight for one minute!”

“I won't Mr. Summers.” He said, “Have a good trip!”

“Thank you dear, we will!” Mrs. Summers said.

Their car rolled out of the driveway soon after leaving John and Zoey standing alone in front of the empty house. She took the opportunity to size him up a little and figure out how much of a hassle he was going to be. He was at least a head taller than her and she could already tell his constant need to look down at her when they interacted would be annoying. Under the circumstances it felt uncannily like she was some sort of child even as he turned towards her with a genuine smile. Although he seemed nice enough and he was quite a hunk she couldn't help but notice the surprise look that flashed across his face as he stared at her properly for the first time. It was the same look she got every other time she met someone knew that ran in the same social circles as her parents. He was at least polite enough not to comment as he extended his hand to her but she could tell he was every bit as surprised as the rest of them that rich and business minded Mr. and Mrs. Summers could have a punk daughter like her. Shaking his head and trying her best not to hold his presence there against him she let out a little chuckle as he introduced himself.

“I'm John Richards,” He said, “It's a pleasure to meet you Zoey!”

“Likewise.” She replied.

Their handshake ended and she turned away to lead him into the house. She didn't give much thought to what she was wearing or how it must've appealed to her companion until she'd pushed the door open and stepped inside. Motioning for him to follow with with a slightly sarcastic gesture she stood with one hand on the doorknob and her shoulder resting against the edge of the door itself. As he walked past she gave him another up and down glance only to discover something that hadn't been there before. Maybe it was a trick of the light or her own perverted imagination but as he walked past Zoey could've sworn she saw the biggest cock bulge she'd ever seen in her life stretching out his khaki slacks. It looked so big she almost didn't remember to shut the door behind him. Once her instincts kicked in however an absolutely thrilled smile spread across her face. She stared at John's back as he politely waited in the entryway admiring the art around him as goosebumps spread across her body. Perhaps having a baby sitter wasn't going to be as bad as she thought. At the very least it wasn't going to be boring . . .

“Do you want something to drink?” She asked with a casual tone of voice.

“Yeah that'd be great.” John replied, his eyes jumping to her face as she turned towards him during the course of her question.

“Coming right up. Feel free to make yourself comfortable in the meantime . . .”

With a nod he turned away from her and strolled into the living room. As the sound of clinking glasses and opening fridge doors filtered in from the kitchen he sat down on a comfortable love seat without really thinking. He started to cross his legs to hide the rather significant erection straining against his pants but there wasn't much he could do by that point. Maybe when his unexpectedly hot companion was distracted he could duck into the bathroom and jerk off really quick. His thoughts were quickly pulled back to the source of his problems as Zoey sauntered into the living room looking as sexy as ever while holding a pair of glasses. In his attempts to avoid openly ogling at her he completely failed to notice where she was heading or the grin plastered across his face as she walked. Which meant he was left woefully unprepared when she unexpectedly sat down on his lap rather than any other available seat. His cock strained madly against his slacks as fer firm yet soft ass pressed snugly against his erection and while his surprise was palpable he managed to cover it reasonably well.

“Are you always this friendly?” He asked, taking the drink she offered him and sipping it as nonchalantly as one could under the circumstances, “And thanks for the iced tea.”

“You're welcome.” Zoey replied. Making a little show of settling down against his dick and stretching her legs out across the rest of the seat while leaning against the arm in a provocative manner she coyly answered his question, “And what else was I supposed to do? You sat down in my chair.”

“My bad.” John laughed. There wasn't a hint of sincere regret in his voice or face as he took another sip of his drink.

Biting her lip for a moment and taking a sip of her drink as well she smiled down at him and enjoyed the feeling of his meaty cock throbbing against her ass. But after a few seconds of staring in silence she couldn't help teasing him a little more, “Wow, it feels even bigger than it looks . . .”

Thoroughly unused to being teased by women, typically he just fucked them and that was the end of it, John was momentarily caught off guard by her words, “What?”

Grinding her tight, round buttocks against his dick in a way that couldn't be misconstrued Zoey let out a little giggle. “This!” She exclaimed after a few moments of gyration. To further emphasize her point she shifted on his lap so her feet were resting on either side of his and her back was turned to him, then reached down and grabbed his bulge with her free hand.

“I've never measured it.” He coolly replied. As surprising as her antics were he was no stranger to horny babes coming after him once they saw or heard about his dick.

“Oh I don't believe that for a second.” She cooed, her fingers slowly stroking him through his slacks in a way that made them both shiver a little, “Every guy I've ever met with a cock like this can't stop bragging about it! I bet you could tell me the girth and length down to the centimeter if I pressed you!”

John laughed, unable to deny what she was saying but unwilling to give in and admit the truth. And he'd be lying if he tried to pretend he wasn't enjoying the attention she was giving him either. Her hand felt pretty great even through his clothes and it was abundantly clear Zoey knew her way around a large dick. That much was obvious in the long, confident strokes of her hand and the constant giggling smiles she flashed him. Most girls were intimidated by his size and it usually took them a little while to adjust. If they ever did. But she only seemed to get more horny as his dick swelled. Around the time he was fully erect goosebumps had spread all over he pale body and her fingers were ever so slightly trembling. There was a lusty gleam in her eyes that he'd never seen before and the awestruck quiver of her lops told him everything he needed to know about what kind of chick she was. All but certain he'd be fucking her raw and hard within the hour John leaned back in the chair and let her do whatever she was going to do. If he played it cool maybe she'd ride him and he wouldn't even need to move!'

“God you're such a stud!” She cooed, deliberately playing into his ego as part of her own immensely pleasurable game, “It's been a while since I met a guy who was literally hung like a horse . . .”

Once more chuckling he spread his legs a little further apart and grinned as she started rubbing his dick with both hands, “You're not the first girl to say that.”

“I bet! You must hear that all the time if you're packing meat like this in your pants!”

“Occasionally . . . most girls don't have a lot of time to talk . . .”

“Is that right?” Zoey looked back at him with a smile, “I knew it!”

“You knew what?”

“All guys care about is getting blowjobs!”

“Maybe some of them.”

“I think we both know guys like you are always thinking about how to get girls like me to suck your cock! I bet you had this whole thing planned out from the start!”

“Not at all.” He replied, amused by her accusation.

“You're telling me if I offered to suck you dry right now you'd say no?”

For a split second John's facade slipped and he was caught entirely off guard by her words. His cock throbbed like crazy against her fingers and the two of them stared at each other for several uninterrupted moments. “I don't think your parents would approve.”

“And yet I don't care!” she remarked as she slid off his lap to kneel on the floor in front of him, “And they're not even here . . . so I don't see any problem with wrapping my lips around your big, fat, horse cock . . .”

As she spoke Zoey slowly unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants. Licking her lips and panting like she couldn't wait to get to his dick she pulled his slacks down as far as she could before eyeing up the yummy bulge in his underwear. John pointedly did nothing to stop her help her. He simply watched with a smile and let things unfold. Particularly when she leaned over his twitching shaft to kiss it from the base to the head. Even with his boxers in the way her soft, supple lips felt incredible. So much so he almost let out a little groan. But he managed to keep himself in check and remain stoic. At least until her fingers slipped beneath the waist band of his underwear and she unceremoniously yanked them down too. When his enormous cock was suddenly and almost matter of factly laid bare he couldn't help but suck in a breath. Luckily that reaction was masked by Zoey's loud and entirely genuine moan upon seeing the fat prick she'd be working with. Immediately grabbing his shaft with both hands she lifted it upright to admire the sheer size and girth of it properly. Hung like a horse had never been more applicable nor more arousing until she first touched his perfectly enormous shaft properly. One hand did pull away after a few seconds to similarly free and admire his equally massive balls as well. She gave his shaft a little stroke with her left while gently fondling his sack with her right and staring into his eyes with a wide eyed look of pure lust. One that sent thick globs of precum running down the underside of his shaft within a few seconds. Which only made her more eager to get to work on the fattest, longest cock she'd ever had the good fortune to work with.

“We should get these pants off,” She moaned, “I don't want anything in the way while I'm worshiping this giant horse dick!”

“I couldn't agree more!” John groaned. Rising to his feet while she continued to play with his cock he started to remove his slacks only for Zoey to beat him to it. Yanking them down like they were on fire she pulled them to his ankles in a flash and then eagerly stripped off his shoes when he lifted each foot individually. The moment she was able she tossed aside everything and pushed him back into a seated position, her hands returning to his shaft the moment he was naked from the waist down, “How's that!”

“Perfect! Just like your enormous cock, Stud!”

He chuckled at her exuberance and asked, “Then what are you waiting for?”

Licking her lips and leaning forward like she was about to start sucking his cock Zoey instead stood up and sauntered away, “I'll be right back!”

“What're you—” She scurried out of the room before he could finish his question but she returned in no time holding a large bottle in her hands, “What's that?”

“Some flavored lube,” She answered, kneeling back down and opening the bottle, “Let's get these hands dirty!” Liberally coating her palms in the strawberry flavored lubricant she immediately wrapped her slick fingers around his dick and bit her lip as he shivered, “Doesn't that feel better big boy?”

“Oh yeah,” He groaned.

Sensually rubbing her hands up and down his cock and balls until they were dripping with lube and just as slathered as her digits Zoey grabbed the base of John's shaft with both hands and moaned, “Fuck I just can't believe how big this dick is! It's like a third leg! And I have it all to myself!”

He laughed both in appreciation for how good her hands felt slowly rising up his massive cock and also how suddenly this enthusiasm had come on. Like anyone that ran in the same social circles as her parents he'd heard stories about her but it was one thing to find out how true they were in such a dramatic and undeniable fashion. A quiet moan slipped from his lips as she reached the top of his huge, throbbing dick only to immediately slide back down after rubbing the tip with her palms. It was immediately and obviously clear that she knew a whole lot more about hand jobs than she had any right to. But under the circumstances John wasn't about to complain. Not when her fingers were gliding back down his member in such a smooth, toe curling manner. Groaning a little louder he spread his legs open a couple more centimeters and grinned at her. She bit her lip and grinned at him as she moved right back to the top of his member. The whole thing was so large and so big around the simple act of stroking it was actually a pretty decent workout. If she really wanted to rub every inch like a good little slut she had to move her arms a whole lot more than with other guys. Luckily for him Zoey absolutely loved that fact and relished in each and every inch her fingers had to climb or descend. And she made that delight known with a bevy of little signs like licking her lips, quietly whimpering, and making eye contact for extended periods of time. That was the only way he could understand just how much fun she was having.

When he tried to sit up a little for unknown reasons she quickly pulled a hand from his cock to push against his broad chest, “Sit back and relax Stud!” Zoey moaned, “Let me do all the work . . . that's what big, touch alpha guys like you want isn't it?”

“I can't argue with that.” John replied.

“Why would you when my fingers are wrapped around this enormous horse dick of yours? That'd just be silly!”

It was her turn to laugh as she moved her hands a little faster up and down his cock. A nice, fat glob of precum oozed from the tip and she happily let it fall against her slightly trembling fingers. In the blink of an eye his pungent fluids were added to the lube glistening on the tree trunk that was John's dick while Zoey very visibly reveled in the smell. After a few seconds she opened her mouth with a wet smack of her lips and he thought she was about to start sucking him off. But rather than jumping into the deep end right away she leaned forward and extended her impressively long tongue. Both to show of the stud embedded in the center and also to teasingly bring it within a centimeter of his throbbing shaft. So close she could practically taste him and so close he could feel her breath on his prick. And of course that was where she stopped despite the madcap twitching that made his already enormous member grow a little bit bigger in anticipation. Zoey did give him something to enjoy when another dollop of precum formed at the head of his dick. Delicately scooping it up with one finger she popped that digit into her mouth and moaned as the taste of his seed landed on her tongue. Once she'd made a little show of sucking her finger clean she returned it and the rest of her hand to his third leg to continue stroking him the way he deserved. Except at a noticeably increased pace to reflect how horny she was after tasting his precum. It was exceedingly obvious, to John anyways, that she wanted his cum quite badly and he had no doubt she'd be getting plenty soon enough.

“Oh God that feels so good!” He said.

“Of course it does! I know how to treat a manly cock like yours!”

“I can see that.”

Her tongue emerged once more to lick her lips and move almost as sensually as her fingers had near the start of her handjob. Every motion she made was perfectly calculated to show off both how long it was and to remind him about the silver stud piercing the center. Were it not for the increasingly frenetic pace of her hands gliding up and down his shaft John might have lost himself in the wildly appealing image of her tongue shifting in front of him. It was almost like a serpent being worked by one of those snake charmers, only in reverse with his cock being charmed. There was no doubt in his mind she could wrap that amazingly long appendage around his dick with room to spare. Something he hoped would happen soon as her hands really began to work his dick. The wet, squishing sounds of her digits flying along John's member filled the otherwise quiet living room until they were joined by his ever louder moans. Zoey's aroused panting was added not long afterwards as she leaned in a little close and continued to show off the reason so many guys wanted blowjobs and why so many girls wanted cunnilingus. At some point one of her hands had slipped down to his balls to cup and grope them while the other was left to move with absolutely abandon up and down his prick. Although she'd stopped teasingly rubbing the thick, pulsing head she managed to make up for it in both sheer stimulation and overall tightness. While he was sure it couldn't compare to her mouth or pussy, let alone her asshole, John was still surprised by how snug her grip was around his gigantic dick. Obviously it'd been better with both hands but one could still manage so well he wasn't sure he'd even last long enough to get to a blowjob.

Even if she hadn't been near Olypmic level at sucking and stroking cocks Zoey still would've spotted all the telltale signs of a man nearing climax. The way his broad chest heaved with greater frequency, how much of his body visibly tensed in a way that made his muscles strain, and that all too familiar glimmer in his eyes that all men seemed to get being the most obvious. Well second most obvious after the incredible twitching that sent his cock bouncing every which way in her hand. Between the amazing size of his cock and the sudden powerful throbbing she was forced to relinquish her hold on John's sack or risk losing control of that horse dick altogether. Her fingers very nearly slipped off when he let out a groan and his shaft pulsed madly in the direction of his stomach. Thankfully Zoey was able to retain control and keep up her sultry attitudes without any sort of mishap. If anything the sudden return of her second hand to his beefy cock was even more welcome. It meant extra stimulation across an even greater area. Sure she couldn't cover even half of his prick but what she could pleasure certainly enjoyed it. Particularly as her hands glided up and down his dick with the sort of enthusiasm few women could manage. Letting his head fall backwards as his whole body shivered John let the pleasure of the moment wash over him. Whatever his companion expected she was definitely in for a surprise when he blew several days worth of cum all over her face. For the sake of Zoey's parents he could only hope she had a plan for keeping all his jizz off the couch, rug, and floor. He was so confident in the idea of busting a nut all over her slutty face he couldn't envision a scenario where she might stop.

Which made her abrupt cessation all the more jarring. One moment she was eagerly beating his dick like it owed her money and the next it was thudding against the couch with a sad slump, “What the hell?!”

“You're not cumming just yet Stud!” Zoey giggled, “A big, strong man like you can last longer than that! I didn't even get a chance to show you why I got this piercing . . .” Extending her tongue and waggling it around for a moment she soon added, “Don't you wanna dump your fat load straight into my belly? I'm sure your enormous cock would appreciate my tiny little throat wrapped around it . . .”

“I think the rest of my body would appreciate it too!” He remarked.

“Then don't cum for me . . . yet . . . I'm not done giving your fat dick all the attention it deserves . . . I want to worship this think like a God!”

“I won't stop you.”

“Mmmmm I hope not Stud!”

Her hands returned to his cock and with a delighted giggle she lifted it back up into the turgid position such a huge piece of meat deserved to be in at all times. But rather than picking up where she'd left off Zoey instead started stroking him at the same languid pace that'd first started them off. For a few seconds it seemed like she was going to repeat her earlier movements almost like a punishment for him being unable to handle himself better. Then she yet again took him by surprise just as John was getting complacent. Stilling holding out her tongue she leaned forward and dragged it's long, wet length across the head of his dick. Not only did that unexpected motion send a bolt of pleasure through his body it also sent him lurching upright with a moan bursting from his lips. Before she could push him back down he did it himself and she rewarded him with another lick. This time doing so in a manner that really showed off how much of a difference the tongue piercing made. Feeling that small but very noticeable metal ball against the underside of his cock tip was like nothing else. What had already been a great experience was elevated to something above anything else. Having never been with a woman in possession of a tongue piercing John was left wondering if he could ever go back. Again and again she moved across, under, over, and all around his dick in ways that kept the warm metal stud constantly massaging his suddenly beyond sensitive tip.

Had he been looking directly at her instead of staring vacantly past her he might have even seen the sheer dexterity involved with her movements. Sadly that kind of focus was a little beyond him at the moment as the pleasure flooding his senses clashed with his desire to avoid cumming. More to feel the promised blowjob than for any other reason, although he did want to prove that he could last longer than the guys she normally sucked off. No matter how long that actually was. So right at the point when he'd be really enjoying himself and maybe even wildly ejaculate all over her face he instead found himself thinking of every boner killing thing he could. Which was pretty hard to do when a blue haired, tattooed, barely legal slut was licking his cock like it was the most delicious ice cream in the world. And stroking his dick in a smooth, constant rhythm that ensured he never had a moment to breath or catch his thoughts. Her fingers subtly increased their pace as they shifted up and down his prick while her tongue remained pretty much at the same speed the whole time. It hardly needed to speed up with the incredible amount of variety available from her movements alone. John was soon gasping and moaning louder than ever while his partner happily pushed him to even greater heights with that same, sultry grin on her face. In just over a minute she'd lathered him with enough spit to make the lube redundant and that was only the beginning!

Pulling back far enough to talk but not far enough to deprive him of her warm breath Zoey moaned another barrage of ego boosting filth, “You could put pornstars to shame! Hell you could put a stallion to shame with this fat piece of meat!”

“Thanks.” John grinned.

“God I can't even imagine what this huge rod must do to the girls you fuck! If you stuck this thing in my ass or pussy it'd probably split me in half! I don't think I could even fit in my mouth . . . but maybe I should try anyways?”

Pretending like she was considering it Zoey looked up at John for a moment and as expected he quickly nodded, “Definitely!”

“You're right . . . it'd be such a waste if I didn't end up sucking as much of your gigantic cock as I possibly could! This beast was made to destroy throats and it's been a long time since I had mine violated . . . just don't be surprised if I can't talk after I'm done!”

As John snorted at her exaggerated comments Zoey resumed licking and worshiping his cock like it was her sole duty in life. Fondling his balls and holding the base steady she lavished the head and upper portions in kisses and licks with increasingly sloppy enthusiasm. Much of the lube she'd applied and then spread around during the handjob was slurped up little by little to be replaced with saliva while he could only groan at her efficiency. Not to mention the amazing sensation of her tongue running along his dick in the ways that it did. Maybe it was because of how long, wet, and skilled it was but if he closed his eyes he could've sworn she was licking three times as much with every movement. Like something out of a fever dream it felt as if she could and often was wrapping her entire tongue around him the way a snake might wrap around his prey. Only instead of strangling the life out of his cock she sent waves of pleasure rushing through his whole body. Unsurprisingly that stud in the center felt good no matter where she working, although it certainly felt the best when she was paying special attention to the tip, and he was given plenty of chances to be certain about that. Especially whenever thick beads of precum oozed from the head of his eagerly throbbing horse cock and she quickly licked them up before they could fall too far. During those moments he was more certain than he'd ever been that all women should have tongue piercings. Or at least all the ones that actually wanted to give head.

Add to all that pleasure the lewd expressions on Zoey's face whenever he looked down at her and it was a wonder John hadn't blown his load already. Nothing in the world would've pleased him more than to bast that slutty face of hers in jizz, to soak her skin and get it all in that blue hair. Maybe even drizzle some across her tits for good measure. But no matter how appealing that was the idea of dumping his load directly into her belly while she gagged on his dick was even more appealing. So until Zoey actually started sucking his cock properly he couldn't justify wasting his first cumshot in several days on a simple facial. Maybe with one of the girls he frequently booty called but as he was fast learning none of them had the cocksucking skills of the woman kneeling down in front of him. It was both amazing and a little disturbing just how fantastic she was at working a dick at the age of eighteen. At some point he'd probably have to ask about that. Of course when she was in the middle of slathering his enormous cock in spit and licking every inch of it all the way down to the base those concerns turned into benefits. When she pulled her hand away from the bottom of his cock to lick and slobber over the last few inches while letting the rest of it lay across her face John knew there was no way he could last as long as he wanted. Just the sight of her smiling with one eye covered by his fat pole as her tongue slithered around his dick proved that much. As soon as she started paying special attention to his balls in the same way it was all but guaranteed.

“Holy fuck . . .” He groaned after a particularly massive glob of precum was sucked down and Zoey continued to kiss and lick the source for a couple heartbeats, “I bet you were the popular girl in high school . . .”

“I only get like this when I'm around big, manly dicks like yours!” She replied between licks, “And most guys just don't measure up!”

Both satisfied with and a little smug about that answer he nodded and let out a long sigh. His mind once again tried to think of anything and everything that could distract him from just how fucking good her oral talents were. And to his credit he succeeded better than most guys even if there was no way he could ever truly ignore the pleasure she was giving him. Certainly not when she finally ceased her slow, almost teasing build up to actually begin working in earnest on his cock. In the wake of her protracted kiss planted directly onto the head of his dick Zoey started repeating the process over and over again with each instance lasting a little longer. At first she did so only when tasty dollops of precum were made available to her but in short order she was doing it regardless of whether or not he leaked that delicious fluid. That last just long enough for John to grow accustomed to the feeling and then she subverted his familiarity in the best way a woman could. By pushing her lips down to envelop his pulsing head in a single, impressively smooth motion. It didn't matter that the tip stretched open her lips about as wide as they could go, it didn't matter than he was so dangerously close to cumming he couldn't think right, and it didn't matter that his ensuing groan all but spelled out how little stamina he had left. All that mattered in that moment was just how amazing it felt to finally be inside her hot, wet mouth after what seemed like hours of foreplay. If her moan was any indication Zoey was just as happy about the development as he was and really how could she not be?

If there was one thing John could say with certainty about her at that point it was that she really, really enjoyed giving blowjobs. To a degree that seemed almost insane but he was hardly going to worry while her lips were descending his fat cock at the rate they were. Because rather than stopping to enjoy what she'd already accomplished Zoey was apparently hell bent on taking all of his dick as quickly as she could manage. Barely two seconds after swallowing his head she resumed pushing forward, all while her amazingly big tongue darted from her overstuffed lips to tease and pleasure the spots she'd soon be deepthroating. Her hands had moved to his thighs, either to steady herself or keep him from moving too much, and there wasn't anything stopping her from sliding all the way down the the base of his turgid shaft. Except maybe the inhuman size of his dick and the comparatively tight confines of her slender throat. But neither of them were really worrying about that in the heat of the moment. God knows Zoey wasn't! About the only thing she cared for was how close her companion was to ejaculation. Everything else was pretty much incidental at best and utterly meaningless at worst. Even the absolutely wild throbbing that, when paired with the girth and force of his cock, started triggering her gag reflex almost immediately. Though it'd be a lie if she pretended she did enjoy that first, violent convulsion when his tip pressed against her uvula and a powerful spasm wracked her body.

John felt her abrupt shiver well before his brain processed the sound and luckily for both of them he was already looking at her when it actually transpired. So not only could he enjoy the sight of her tight little body quivering but he also got to see the sudden explosion of spit and precum that burst from her lips as well. Which naturally made his dick throb harder than ever, which in turn further hammered Zoey's gag reflex, which inevitably resulted in another round of messy expulsions from her contracting esophagus. But as incredible as all that was it couldn't compare to the pleasure he felt as she maintained her steady decline onto his huge, throbbing member unabated. All the wild shaking and sloppy choking in the world wasn't going to stop her from reaching the bottom and never was that more clear than in the time it took her to swallow the first half of John's shaft. It was almost like some sort of magic trick the way she continued to inhale more and more of his member despite the sheer size and girth of it being so much greater than her mouth. In the heat of the moment it looked for all the world like she was trying to fit a redwood through a bicycle tire. And somehow she was pulling it off without ever breaking stride! That alone was worth staring at even if she hadn't been sucking his dick and sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Zoey didn't encounter any serious hurdles until she was nearing the base of his titanic prick and her already bulging throat was straining to take even another centimeter. It hadn't been a lie when she said she'd never worked with any dicks as large as his and that truth was really starting to show. Although John barely noticed as the tightness of her esophagus gripped him more snugly than any pussy he'd ever fucked there was a definitely slowing down of her once unstoppable pace. For a little while at least. After stopping just long enough to shift her stance a little bit and lift herself up so she was looking straight down at his dick Zoey quickly recovered. Relaxing her body like the first time she'd taken a cock in the ass she opened up her throat just a little bit wider. The moment it was done expanding that extra, crucial amount she resumed burying his entire member inside her mouth like there hadn't been any delay at all. A long, loud moan burst from her companion's lips as she finally reached the base and every last inch was comfortably nestled inside her at the same time. His pleasure only continued to mount when he felt her tongue dart out to lick and stroke his balls, albeit in a far more limited capacity than before. The simple fact that she could do something like that while also fitting his entire dick in her throat was more of a testament to her abilities than anything else. John was at a complete loss. If he lasted two minutes it'd be a goddamn miracle!

In reality he didn't have more than sixty seconds before it was all over as Zoey held herself against his dick just long enough for him to marvel at how incredible her body felt. Once he was done and she was horny enough for the both of them she pulled up at a much, much faster pace than she'd descended. In the blink of an eye she'd returned to the head of his dick, leaving behind a long and gooey trail as evidence of what she'd just accomplished. The wet gurgles and protracted slurps that'd accompanied her movement were still ringing in John's ears even after they stopped echoing through the living room itself. He was soon given more chances to enjoy that medley of vulgar noises as she immediately plunged right back down his fat rod at nearly the same pace she'd slid to the top. Apparently fully adjusted to his size and girth Zoey didn't seem to have any qualms about gliding up and down her prize like it was the last thing she'd ever do in life. All the familiar and amazingly perverted sounds she'd been making before increased tenfold thanks to the speed and obvious enthusiasm found in her almost frantic movements. If she hadn't before his punk slut sounded more like a pornstar than any girl he'd ever been with and once that fact wriggled into his mind it was impossible to move on from. Not to mention impossible to stop reveling in while she eagerly sucked him off in ways that could turn a man cross eyed and stupid no matter who he was. John only managed to control himself because he refused to be dominated by a woman, no matter how good she was at sucking his cock. Which only made what happened next all the more ironic.

Just as he was about to finally blow his load all over the inside of Zoey's throat she suddenly pulled back. Her lips and amazingly long tongue vanished from his cock entirely as did her hands. In fact with his eyes closed and his head tilted backwards it was like she simply ceased to exist. Moaning in utter frustration his eyes flew open while he lifted his head up to figure out what could possibly be stopping her at such a crucial point. His confusion was met with an unapologetically impish smile from Zoey as she stood up. Wiping saliva and precum from the corners of her mouth she grinned down at him in a way that demonstrated just how purposeful her timing was. When he let out a slightly ragged breath and opened his mouth to speak she suddenly turned on her heels and sauntered away from him. Maybe it was his imagination but her hips seemed to be swaying even more than normal and her entire body looked nothing short of amazing even as she was leaving him with the biggest blue balls he'd ever experienced.

“W-wait!” He called out, “T-that's it?!”

“Yep.” Zoey replied without looking back, “I'll see you in the morning . . . Stud!”