Masturbation Monday

Sucking Cock and Drinking Coffee

a top down view of iced coffee with a straw and two coffee beans in it -- no cock was sucked for this iced coffee

It started when I whined for my preferred iced coffee (a cold brew we make at home now). The taste is so good I’m tempted to drink it black. (Me, the woman who prefers a little coffee with my cream.)

“Suck my cock, and I’ll make the iced coffee for you.”

Y’all, I nearly fell to my knees in the kitchen. A sharp heat pulsed in my cunt. My knees quavered. I nearly did it. It would have been glorious and delicious. I have no doubt of that.

His voice was deep, direct. Dominant energy pulsed in the air around us. I stared at his belt buckle wondering if I still knew how to quickly shed him of clothes from my knees. The combination of his voice and words nearly compelled me straight to the floor in front of him.

Instead, pragmatic and practical as ever I responded, “I’m happy to suck your cock anytime, Daddy. But we can’t make iced coffee until we finish this last batch.”

Which is how I ended up not drinking my favorite iced coffee OR sucking John Brownstone’s cock.

Opportunity missed? No doubt. Something he’ll remind me of later (probably while his cock is down my throat)? Absolutely. Welcome to Masturbation Monday! I almost didn’t write anything, but that little moment in the kitchen was too perfect not to record for posterity. For actual smut, you know where to go…

purple badge that says Masturbation Monday

 

About the author

Kayla Lords

I am an erotic author, sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, an opinionated marketer, and speaker. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!

28 Comments

Leave a Comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: