ORAL SERVITUDE - redux

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How does performance correlate with servitude?

I want. God. I want so badly. To have you in my mouth and show you my love. My devotion. The depth of me.

But, the equipment on my end is just not up to par today.
I gag too quickly.
My mouth is too dry. There is no rhythm. No mojo.

It makes me needier. Don't leave. I can show you, I can push through it.
I feel you hesitate. Pull back a bit, 'cause you don't want to hurt me, not really.

Then. My frustration. You stroke my hair.

An off day.
We move on. :heart:

Good thing there's tomorrow. :kiss:

:heart:
 
I've never said anything or responded to anything, I don't even read things normally, but I appreciate that some people like the things I post in here.

But.

Since I don't have the time or patience anymore, and I don't play stupid highschool bullshit, I'll just go ahead and be up front about it.

My name is not Necro, it's Wrong Tree, learn to read subtext before I soil this thread by losing my temper. I really don't want to.

Goodnight and have a pleasant tomorrow. Sorry for the interruption.
 
I know I talk way too much about mr. cookie being sick. But it's my frame of reference. It's all I do, it consumes my heart and my brain and sometimes my empty pussy. Which brings me to why I'm posting here. Sometimes it's hard to come in to the oral thread. The last time I had mr. cookie's cock in my mouth was October.

He was hallucinating non-stop. Weird, delusional visions. Seeing people, seeing birds on my head, ironing boards in my lap, monkeys across the street. At times, speaking gibberish. He talked non-stop. He wouldn't sleep. He was angry with me because I couldn't understand him or because I wasn't trying to get the bird off my head. It was crazy and intense. He hadn't eaten for 5 days or slept in 3. I was told he had days, maybe weeks to live. I should get myself prepared.

A day after hearing this, I decided sucking his cock would be a good idea. I don't know why. I thought it would calm him down. If he could cum, he could sleep. I wanted his cock in my mouth one more time. I needed this connection. His shaft on my tongue. How his skin is so silky soft against my lips, my tongue. Tasting him one more time. I wanted to gag and drool and cry with his cock deep in my throat.

He was confused when I took down his pants, he got quiet when I touched his cock. I spent time stroking him, I was leaning over him - he was in his wheelchair. I remember he closed his eyes, leaned his head back. I could feel his body melting a bit. Getting looser. I got on my knees and took him in my mouth. It started out slow, I wanted this memory to last forever. How he tasted, felt, responded.

This is too hard. Am I betraying him by sharing this? All of it is too much.

I couldn't get him to cum. It wasn't a good idea. It became confusing, too desperate.

It's now June and mr. cookie is still around. :heart::heart::heart: That whole time frame, that night in particular are tucked far away. My priorities are different. This oral thread brings those memories back up to the surface. It reminds me of what I miss. What I had. That last time.

Sometimes I fling myself in here and get caught up in the pictures, the posts. How can you not lurk around here? I love oral. Cock worship. Blow jobs. Giving head. Oral servitude. I love it all. But sometimes it's just too hard to be here. Instead, I soothe my soul over in the glitter thread.

Someone said - when I started this thread - oh great - yet another blow job thread. Yup, it is. But I like the posts, what people write about their memories, their experiences. I like Wrong Tree's themes. Brave's images. Jason, visioneer. Everyone who posts here brings a specific vision or feeling in to this thread. I like that.

I'll keep coming back.
 
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Lovely thread...

A small circle of friends, who love this part of sex, love, and romance. Because sex is so powerful, its hard to get it perfect. The desire to please a mate is not strong with everyone, but it is here. Appreciate all the pics and posts.
 
I know I talk way too much about mr. cookie being sick. But it's my frame of reference. It's all I do, it consumes my heart and my brain and sometimes my empty pussy. Which brings me to why I'm posting here. Sometimes it's hard to come in to the oral thread. The last time I had mr. cookie's cock in my mouth was October.

He was hallucinating non-stop. Weird, delusional visions. Seeing people, seeing birds on my head, ironing boards in my lap, monkeys across the street. At times, speaking gibberish. He talked non-stop. He wouldn't sleep. He was angry with me because I couldn't understand him or because I wasn't trying to get the bird off my head. It was crazy and intense. He hadn't eaten for 5 days or slept in 3. I was told he had days, maybe weeks to live. I should get myself prepared.

A day after hearing this, I decided sucking his cock would be a good idea. I don't know why. I thought it would calm him down. If he could cum, he could sleep. I wanted his cock in my mouth one more time. I needed this connection. His shaft on my tongue. How his skin is so silky soft against my lips, my tongue. Tasting him one more time. I wanted to gag and drool and cry with his cock deep in my throat.

He was confused when I took down his pants, he got quiet when I touched his cock. I spent time stroking him, I was leaning over him - he was in his wheelchair. I remember he closed his eyes, leaned his head back. I could feel his body melting a bit. Getting looser. I got on my knees and took him in my mouth. It started out slow, I wanted this memory to last forever. How he tasted, felt, responded.

This is too hard. Am I betraying him by sharing this? All of it is too much.

I couldn't get him to cum. It wasn't a good idea. It became confusing, too desperate.

It's now June and mr. cookie is still around. :heart::heart::heart: That whole time frame, that night in particular are tucked far away. My priorities are different. This oral thread brings those memories back up to the surface. It reminds me of what I miss. What I had. That last time.

Sometimes I fling myself in here and get caught up in the pictures, the posts. How can you not lurk around here? I love oral. Cock worship. Blow jobs. Giving head. Oral servitude. I love it all. But sometimes it's just too hard to be here. Instead, I soothe my soul over in the glitter thread.

Someone said - when I started this thread - oh great - yet another blow job thread. Yup, it is. But I like the posts, what people write about their memories, their experiences. I like Wrong Tree's themes. Brave's images. Jason, visioneer. Everyone who posts here brings a specific vision or feeling in to this thread. I like that.

I'll keep coming back.

😗 you are an amazing lady cookie. I hope you never forget that ⚘

*hugs*
 
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very hot, it appears that she is serving as if a pet
 
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