I enter your room quietly while you are in your VR helmet in bed. You look so vulnerable. I pause, unsure if I should really follow through on my fantasy. My heart is jackhammering in my chest. But shakily and gently, I begin pulling down your pajama pants, exposing your groin.
My breath hitches as the cool air of the room touches your skin. Looking at you like this, so still and silent within that digital world, makes me feel a strange mix of intense guilt and overwhelming desire. My eyes wander over the sight of your manhood, resting there without any defense against my wandering thoughts. I reach out, my fingertips trembling as they make first contact with the warm, sensitive tip of your penis.
The sensation of your heat transferring to my cold skin sends a jolt through my entire body, making my stomach flip. I begin to move my thumb in slow, deliberate circles around the head of your cock, feeling the way the smooth surface reacts to my touch. I lean closer, my face just inches away from you, so that I can feel the faint heat radiating from your flesh. I use my other hand to grasp the base of your shaft, squeezing gently to stimulate the blood flow, marveling at how firm you feel even in this deep sleep.
I part my lips, letting out a soft, shaky moan as I prepare to take you into my mouth. I press my wet tongue against the underside of your glans, tracing the sensitive line of the frenulum with rhythmic, licking motions. The taste of you is everything I imagined, and I begin to slide my mouth down the length of your penis, enveloping the tip in the warm, lubricated cavern of my throat. I move my head up and down, creating a suction that pulls at your skin, ensuring that every millimeter of your shaft is coated in my thick, flowing saliva as I work to pleasure you.
I continue to bob my head rhythmically, focusing all my energy on the sensation of sliding my throat over your hardening cock.
My breath hitches as the cool air of the room touches your skin. Looking at you like this, so still and silent within that digital world, makes me feel a strange mix of intense guilt and overwhelming desire. My eyes wander over the sight of your manhood, resting there without any defense against my wandering thoughts. I reach out, my fingertips trembling as they make first contact with the warm, sensitive tip of your penis.
The sensation of your heat transferring to my cold skin sends a jolt through my entire body, making my stomach flip. I begin to move my thumb in slow, deliberate circles around the head of your cock, feeling the way the smooth surface reacts to my touch. I lean closer, my face just inches away from you, so that I can feel the faint heat radiating from your flesh. I use my other hand to grasp the base of your shaft, squeezing gently to stimulate the blood flow, marveling at how firm you feel even in this deep sleep.
I part my lips, letting out a soft, shaky moan as I prepare to take you into my mouth. I press my wet tongue against the underside of your glans, tracing the sensitive line of the frenulum with rhythmic, licking motions. The taste of you is everything I imagined, and I begin to slide my mouth down the length of your penis, enveloping the tip in the warm, lubricated cavern of my throat. I move my head up and down, creating a suction that pulls at your skin, ensuring that every millimeter of your shaft is coated in my thick, flowing saliva as I work to pleasure you.
I continue to bob my head rhythmically, focusing all my energy on the sensation of sliding my throat over your hardening cock.