CHOKER

Rachel Kramer Bussel

One of the reasons I love Raul so much is that he knows exactly how to push my buttons, and doesn’t mind that one of the best ways of doing so is stuffing my mouth full of cock. He gets that I don’t just love giving blow jobs—to him and occasionally other men—but that I love being made to give them, the rougher, the better. Before him, I’d been with more than a few who just couldn’t take my cravings, who found them unseemly or over the top—but not Raul.

The first time I went down on him, I wasn’t sure how to convey this predilection. But the way I started moaning and opening my throat the moment he tugged my hair and stroked my cheek, then got louder when he pressed my head down so the head hit the back of my throat, clued him in. It was glorious to simply become a vessel for his passion. When he held me tight as he came, I loved every gagging second—not to mention the delightful spanking he delivered afterward as my reward.

Now, we’ve got things down almost to a routine. Blow jobs aren’t just foreplay for us, they’re often the main event, though he usually lets me use a vibrator or wear a butt plug while I’m giving one. But last night, he surprised me. No, it wasn’t an anniversary or birthday, just a regular old Tuesday night, but it felt like a celebration of everything good in this world.

First, he made dinner: a delicious Cobb salad, served with champagne. They may not seem like they go together, but with Raul, they certainly did. He made me walk around the table to him to get the champagne, which he poured directly from the flute into my mouth. Sometimes it dribbled down my chin, but that was okay—did I mention I was naked? He licked up every spilled drop, giving my nipples a pinch whenever that happened.

When dinner was over, he said, “Get in position.” I knew what that meant, of course. He’d pulled his chair out from the table, turned it around, and taken out his cock. I crawled around the table this time, my hard nipples hanging low. When I got there, he tied my hands behind my back and guided my tongue up and down his length. He knows I both love this act of tender licking and that it drives me mad—because I want the whole thing down my throat, as soon as humanly possible.

“Oh, don’t worry, Colleen, you’re going to get everything you want and more,” he said with a wicked, beautiful laugh while I could do nothing more but press my tongue against his hot, hard skin. Mewling sounds of desire started in my throat, but I only made the merest of sounds, knowing that not only was he aware of exactly what I wanted, but he’d make me wait the more I begged. Some tops love the act of begging, but my Raul simply likes to know that I’m begging on the inside.

When I thought I’d just about collapse with my need, my pussy clenched so tight I wasn’t even sure if his cock could fit there should he change course, he guided me up for a deep kiss, his lips bruising mine before he gave me a slap across the face that made tears and a smile leap to my face.

Raul untied my wrists, and then made me crawl ahead of him up the stairs, until I was once again kneeling, this time on the bed, blindfolded. Having won back the use of my hands, I wrapped them around his shaft, guiding them up and down. But within a few minutes, he’d instructed me to squeeze his balls, and was slamming his dick in and out of my mouth, the way we both like it.

That’s when I felt it—fingers probing my pussy. I held back my startled reaction, because an even more urgent one was rushing on its heels—sheer arousal. The other times we’d played with other people, it had always been prearranged by both of us. Clearly, this was a special treat for me. “I didn’t tell you to stop,” Raul growled, giving my hair an extra-hard tug as he pulled me up, while the unknown person’s fingers not only plunged deeper, but also played with my clit.

I didn’t try to figure out who it was by sound cues, I simply let myself choke on Raul’s dick. I can’t truly say I was “swallowing” it because that would involve far more agency than my husband was giving me. He was fucking my mouth, plain and simple, while his accomplice tried to either distract me or enhance the experience.

No sooner was I grooving to this new triple play than Raul lifted me up, and then said, “Since you like dick so much, I brought you another one—and he’s bigger than me.” I lost it then, coming against the fat fingers that were deep inside my pussy.

“And no, don’t even ask, because I’m not going to tell you whose cock you’re about to suck. All you need to know is that I want to watch.” Then I was turned around and given a pillow for my knees, as a hand I was pretty sure wasn’t Raul’s gripped my long hair this time.

“I was told you’re the best,” a voice I didn’t recognize said. Then all of a sudden the biggest cock my mouth had ever met was probing my lips. I struggled to open wide enough, all too aware by now that there was no way on earth even a blow-job queen like me could swallow it all. Those familiar tears—of pleasure, of want, of challenge—rose up as I did manage to get some of it inside. “That’s it, that’s what I want,” the man said as he pushed himself just a little bit deeper.

I took intense breaths through my nose, heady with the high of having two men at once, when I felt something I’d know anytime, anywhere—Raul’s cock, this time at the entrance to my pussy. I’d been wet as could be since dinner, so he slid right in.

This was another first. Sure, we’d had threesomes with both men and women, but I’d never gotten fucked while having a cock in my mouth. Having Raul inside me unlocked something for me. I was able to take more of the stranger than before, even before he pressed my head down.

No, I never managed to have the head hit the back of my throat as I do with Raul, but I got pretty darn close. I knew it was safe to swallow his come, so I did, also taking Raul’s warm burst. I was placed on my back on the bed, but I never got to say thank you. When Raul finally took the blindfold off, the stranger was gone. But that was okay—my mouth was very happy, and I made sure Raul knew it all night long.