Let’s start with the obvious- you love cock. You love all different kinds of cock, especially new cocks. A cock you haven’t had yet. You love the way it feels in your mouth, growing harder. You love the way it feels on your face, the warmth of it, laying across your smile, slapping against your lips. You love the way it feels to slide your mouth down over the fat head of a nice cock for the first time. The way I moan when you do. And you love the feeling of having your throat stretched. The feeling of being used. Used for pleasure…. My pleasure.

But there is a deeper reason, a more cerebral reason, why you are here. You need to have your throat fucked because it’s an escape. A break from the burdens of life. You juggle so much- as a college student, preparing for exams. Or a successful working woman. Maybe you’re a mom, maybe you’re a wife. The point is, you do so much. And you’re always managing so much for others. It’s a lot to have on your mind. A lot of strategizing, planning, pivoting, maneuvering. A lot to worry about. It’s not easy being the girl in charge.

But in those moments, those moments where you’re on your knees, looking up at me for the first time, waiting for me to tell you to take my bulging cock out of my pants… all of that responsibility and anxiety starts to slip away.

You moan, as a matter of reflex, as you slide your mouth down over my cock for the first time. I’m already leaking with precum, you taste it as it slicks its way over your tongue. You already forget about whatever this morning’s chaotic fire drill was about. It’s just you and my cock now.

With every inch of my cock that slides down your throat, your stress and anxiety dissolves. It’s like my cock is literally pushing the thoughts out of your pretty little head. Suddenly you’re not worried about how you’re going to make all the conflicting commitments of the coming holidays work. It’s just you and my cock now.

The world falls away. You become something else. You are no longer the woman you were just an hour before. You’re something more… yet something less. Not to say you are lesser… but everything is… more simple. It’s just you and my cock now.

You feel my cock grow even harder as my big hands entangle in your hair and I tell you to relax, to give me your throat now. Be a good girl, that’s it…

You lose all identity as you become hypnotized by the rhythmic sounds of my cock pumping your throat. Those beautiful sloppy sounds as I ignore your gag reflex, picking up the pace. You’re almost having an out of body experience. What are you? You are mine. My pleasure. It’s just you and my cock now.

You taste another shot of precum, you feel me throbbing. The first thought you’ve had in 5 minutes finally occupies some space in that pretty little head of yours. “I think he is going to cum soon”. This only keeps you more focused. It’s just you and my cock now.

And finally, my moans increasing, my dirty talk both praising you and reminding you of what a slut you are, my cock pulsing, and it comes. Your reward. The pot of gold at the end of your rainbow. You feel rope after rope of my hot cum shooting down the back of your throat as I fuck it deeper and deeper into you. It seems to never stop. And you can’t help but moan as it floods your throat. Like I said- you are such a good little slut for me.

And nothing else matters. There is no burden, no anxiety, no planning, no fear, no past, no future. Only the present. Only you, on your knees, and my cock, in your mouth. A small little break from life.

And maybe, just maybe, you’ll ask me if you can please suck it again. And I will let you. It won’t be long before your mouth has me hard again, and maybe you can even keep me from going soft in the first place. But this second load- well. Things are going to be even more intense, and once again, I will fuck that throat until your head is empty. But that’s what it’s about, isn’t it. It’s you and my cock.

And that is why you need to have your throat fucked. Your girlfriends who “don’t do blowjobs” just don’t get it. They question why you would enjoy something that so selfishly brings a man pleasure. They don’t know the truth. That it isn’t about that. It’s about a mental vacation. A reset. That reset button in the back of your throat. That is why you need to have your throat fucked.

I’m 6’ tall, 175lbs and in great shape. I’m attractive, experienced, and discreet. Really discreet. Like “I’m married but she doesn’t know I fuck the throats of Reddit girls” discreet. So you have to host, and we gotta make it happen in the daytime.

If you’ve read this far then I know one thing for certain- I’m 100% right about you.