ON-CALL FUTA SUCKER By MiracleMilk

The text message contains a single word: "SUCK"

My Findr date stares in confusion as I rise from the table. I stammer an excuse as I put down a handful of money, leaving my expensive meal half-eaten. I took weeks of messaging back and forth to convince this girl to go out with me, but my needs don't matter to Tanya. The moment I receive her text, I must stop what I'm doing and rush to her apartment immediately.

"Tanya, your cocksucker is here!" calls Camila, answering the door.I greet her with a smile, saying nothing. When I first moved into the apartment complex, I used to flirt with the woman. Now she refers to me only as cocksucker. I'm not even sure if she remembers my name.

For what feels like the hundredth time, I find myself kneeling in the dirty living room of Tanya's apartment, smiling with my mouth open and my tongue lolling out.

I try not to think about it too much. If I start to recall all the dates, birthdays, weddings and nights out I've left interrupted to answer Tanya's summons.

I still can't believe how stupid I was. It started with a little innocent curiosity.

All it took was Tanya, one of the girls down the hall, to catch me staring at her bulge in the laundry room. That wicked smile of hers should have given her intentions away. But she knew all too well what I desired, and her flirting was impossible to resist.

"Just try it," Tanya said, stroking my arm, keeping her curvy body close to me. "If you don't like it, it's no big deal. There are other fun things we can do."

She treated me like an inexperienced virgin during that first session, taking her time to gently coach me on how to kiss, lick, and suck. Her cock was twice the size of mine, and I could barely fit it inside my mouth.

I make sure to smile as Tanya comes sauntering out of her bedroom. She's wearing a wrinkled tank top and simple white cotton panties, bulging with her stiff caramel girlcock. Her wide hips sway as she approaches me. She yawns, dropping onto the couch, barely acknowledging my presence. From the way she's dressed, I can tell she rolled out of bed not too long ago.

I balance her heavy ballsack on top of my forehead to gain access to her fat ass cheeks. She eases her hips forward and spreads her legs, giving me just enough space to access her dark rosebud. Squealing with delight, I reach out with my exploring tongue, slurping and sucking her insides.I moan like a female pornstar as I tongue her.

Enough," she grunts.

I pull away from her sparkling clean anus and peel her balls off my forehead. Her cock stands stiffly in front of me, but without Tanya's permission I'm only allowed to stare. I assume the position, hands on my lap, tongue out, huge smile on my face. The soap opera must be good today because it takes her a few minutes to remember what she called me over for.

For the first time today, Tanya looks at me. "Suck."

"Yay!" I exclaim, crawling forward with my mouth open. I keep my palms on the floor as I shove my face into her lap. My face is the only part of my body that is permitted to touch her. I embrace her cock with my mouth, treating her like a long-lost lover. I can taste the unmistakable flavor of pussy. How long ago was Tanya fucking some beautiful girl that I'm only allowed to dream about? Sometimes I see them coming and going through the peephole of my apartment door. She seems to have a parade of them waiting for her, women of every age, race, size, and socioeconomic status. But not even all that pussy can satisfy her.

Her cock becomes my world as I stuff its length down my throat. My gag reflex is all but obliterated and my body welcomes its fleshy invader. Her smell, her taste, even the shape of her womanhood, all of it is familiar to me. I pull out halfway and praise her between thrusts. "You're a goddess, an Aztec queen." Slurp. "This stupid white boy is so lucky to have your perfect cock down his throat." Slurp. "I was so dumb and privileged before I met you." Slurp. "I am nothing but your stupid puta..."

The sick part is, I've started to believe the things I say. Tanya's power over me is real and it's hard to deny my place beneath her. She could ruin me with the tap of a finger. The fear follows me everywhere. My entire future depends on how well I suck on her asshole, her balls and cock.

"I love you, Goddess Tanya. Thank you for blessing me, for all you do for me. My life's purpose is to bring you joy..."

Grunting, I feel Tanya's balls clench against my chin as she begins to climax. I take her deep inside and contract my throat, giving her full length the perfect amount of suction. I used to struggle and choke, but now her cum pumps directly into my stomach.

After the flood of seed tapers off, I hold her inside of me, smiling. Tanya always has to piss after cumming, but usually not for ten or so minutes. It is my duty to keep still on her softening cock, waiting for her to release her fluids. My throat is nothing more than a toilet for whatever her cock can spew at me.

Finally, Tanya moans as she empties herself. It still amazes me how much she can piss and how fast I can manage to swallow it.I often daydream about the two of us having a normal, loving relationship. It makes me aroused.

In the safety of the hallway, I sink to the floor. I hate myself as I reach inside my trousers, stroking my despicable erection.

I know it won't be long before Tanya calls me again