Dedicated to Meta I am lucky to have your contribution towards fantasies, my self discovery and introspection. When I think of you, I cum really hard. I like you. I hope to worship again and again and again and again... Tonight a new meeting location not too far from the chapel. He messages me "ETA 15 min". I had time to check the place out. There is a second parking lot, lots of dirt. Yesterday he said to wear something sexy tonight; something that makes me feel sexy. So I drove my Jeep. Happy camper, when I found me some dirt! For grounding this time I didn't need a tree, donuts were fine. Couple of spins and I was good to go, came back out to the first lot and I see his car. He messages me there are a bunch of cops. As we drive back to the second parking lot, I notice lights following us, it's a cop. In my brain I'm trying to quickly scramble through thoughts of other locations where we can take this. Heading out of the park he calls me. "The Chapel is only 9 minutes away." My cunt throbs and my mouth salivates excited knowing I get to have him again; and in the way he likes me saying 'yes', "yhessss" I respond dutifully. Up at the main road looks like he is making a left when the turn to take is on the right. My opportunity to hop in front so I can drive ahead and gun it (I don't often drive my jeep and miss riding her so any opportunity to dirty her up or run her fast I take), however I am to follow HIS lead. His guidance and His direction. Years of having been without, and prior years having to take the lead, this is so fucking amazing being led. I'm more excited now. More wet. More eager to have his cock fill my mouth. And so eager to please, praise and give thanks. Lost in my eagerness, I see he's not going the speed limit, I get antsy and wish I had hopped in front. Checking the rear view, I see headlights up on me and have a feeling it's a cop. Glad I wasn't ahead, I need to settle. Another reason it was good I followed him, my night blindness is bad and the driveway to the chapel right off the highway isn't very wide. My heart races in excitement when I see him slowing down preparing for the turn letting opposite traffic pass. I slow down and pull next to him. Quickly turning back to see the vehicle behind me pass, it was a cop. I call him to let him know, wanting to wait a few minutes to see if the cop comes back around. I brought as instructed equipment needed for a shared audio experience: speaker, wireless earbuds and wireless headphones in case he didn't bring some. Nervous excitement begins to creep up as my shaking hands keep dropping my earbuds. I'm undecided which to use because I wanted him to be able to listen for cars pulling in the lot. Calling him back it's decided for the speaker. The previous night I wanted to explore brainwave audios and decided to find something to stimulate alpha waves which are just above theta; theta is the drifting to sleep and waking up state, very hypnotic. Alpha reaches intuition, meditative and relaxing states. I used an hour long audio for 40 minutes of exploring my pussy, keeping my body still as possible until I came. At which point the orgasm I experienced was unlike any I've had before. I shared this with him and my assignment for this evening's training was to bring this to the worship. My cunt throbs at the sound of his voice. As I am talking to him I grab my speaker, phone, and keys; he has me listen to the sound of his zipper. With each click the slide makes, being pulled down the track unlocking the teeth I begin to float, he asks, "Are you ready to worship my cock?" "yhhhhhessss" I respond nearly buckling over from weakened legs. Right above the bridge of my nose in between my eyebrows, I feel a slight tingly pressure. I hop out of my Jeep. His vehicle is about 5 feet away and the few steps I take I actively press my feet solidly to the ground, striking every part of my foot centering me back to this space and time. The tingles starting in between my eyebrows now spreads down my face and up to the crown of my head back down my neck. My attraction to him from the start has been my reaction to him; I reach subspace so rapidly with little to no effort on his part. I can get high very quickly. Better still is my first training with him, I felt he placed his hands on certain parts of my body to ground me. Becoming grounded before play is over could help ease any drops I may experience later. Walking mindfully towards his car I'm coming down in my body. I reach down for the passenger handle, I catch how shiny the handle is, glimmering, it feels cool to my hot eager hand. I pull open the heavy door feeling I have been delivered, finally. With the blindfold on top of my head, it's time to lower. My equipment in hand, I feel the taut fabric of the back seat as I slide my hand up to find a place to set my things. I flip the speaker on and start the audio. Wanting to get more comfortable this time, I decide to remove my shoes. Sitting on my knees, I lower myself to reach back for the zipper of my brown soft suede ankle boots. Little did I know when I purchased these, with horizontal loose ribbing like Shibari rope draped across the vamp of the boot, they would be worn to cock worshiping. As I sink down to reach back unzipping one boot, I purposely drape most of my hair over my left shoulder. With most of my hair swooped to one side I bring my head low, slowly allowing my hair to fall softly onto him. Brushing against the tops of his thighs, cock and stomach. He moans. His noises excite me. One boot off, I work the other, and I bring my hair back down to caress him again, draping and brushing my hair gently over the tops of his thighs, his stomach and his cock. Hearing him again and knowing his cock is just inches from my eager excited warm wet mouth, I'm high again. Breathing him in I'm floating higher with his scent. However being up in subspace I will have a harder time recalling the vividity of this divine experience. With shoes off, I begin to bring myself back down starting with tucking my feet under my hot eager ass pressing firmly on the seat; unable to get a good grind from the heel of my foot due to my jean's thick crotch seam I quiet my pussy. I become aware of the faint audio: gentle pulsating tones increasing to normal volume as I am returning to my body. I lift my hands from the sides of the seat and breathe in deeply, wanting to lock in this moment before I touch and connect myself physically to his body. I place them on the tops of my thighs; for a few more breaths making sure I'm connected to myself first. I take my hands and lower them down towards his thighs. I feel his body heat increase the closer I am to touching him. Gently starting from the pads of my hands, I begin to lay them on the top of his bare thighs. His approval is a delicious moan that gives me eager to please pleasure. I keep my hands on his thighs. I don't move, instead wait for my excited breath to slow down, taking in the sounds of his breath, the hair on his thighs, the warmth of his legs surrounding me. Once my breath is caught I scoot myself back so I may hover over him, his cock. I have to fight this strong animalistic feeding frenzy urge whenever he's lying back. I noticed it last time too. A natural compulsion to want to charge straight for his cock. Something about this position with him lying back relaxed, vulnerable, really makes me want to hungrily lap him up. It's also a comfortable position for me too would be even better if we were able to sprawl out. I slow my lust filled desire to lunge for his cock and take my hands, I search out for him. I find his cock, he's warm to my soft touch. Lifting him I reverently lower myself, bringing my face down and with the tip of my eager tongue I seek straight for the base. I've wanted this particular moment since the first time I licked him last week. Longing for this spot. A starting point of play. I have this instinctual need to use my tongue to map out his beautiful cock again. A mental map as I can't see, even if I could see I'd prefer to close my eyes to trace every millimeter of flesh on his cock with my tongue. Topographer. Gives me an idea of locations on his cock where I want to visit more frequently and spots where I want my tongue, mouth, fingers or breasts to linger on longer based on his moans and his instructions. Eager to seek I start at his base, dragging the tip of my wet tongue, sliding slowly up his shaft. Feeling out for every bump, line, trying to memorize the texture of this cock. Purposely breathing heavily from my open mouth so he can feel my hot breath while I trace him. I mewl when my tongue reaches the ridge, I can't help but want to place my warm mouth shallowly, loosely over his head. Instead, I use this time to explore his head slowly. My tongue slides over his head, the glans is so smooth and soft compared to the bumps and lines on his shaft from the veins within. I hungrily seek out for the slit, a moan in my throat escapes knowing at some point nectar will come in my mouth; I will get to taste him again. But not soon; and this pleases me immensely his ability to hold back and give me the time I want to worship his dick. I could cum from this thought. I let his head, just his head soak in my wet mouth while I use my tongue, swirling around tracing the ridge. Once my mouth is full of saliva I open and prepare to lube the rest of his cock. I take him in all the way down; cradling him in my mouth completely and completely still. Listening to his breaths quicken and then slow down, I open my mouth enough to gradually drag my lips back up to his head. After my mouth pools again with more saliva, I lean over his head as it pours out. I bring my hand up encircling my fingers to close around the top of his shaft, the neck. My pooled spit rolls off my tongue; I bring my mouth onto his head and begin to glide my index finger. I slide my finger up from behind, over his tip into my mouth and back down the front dragging my saliva down his shaft. I then go back repeating the process. I am heated when he lets out a moan. I repeat the process to be certain he's enjoying my actions. Multiple activities here that I love: my left hand around his shaft is high up enough I can run the side of my index finger up and over the tip, I can feel my wet tongue on my finger gathering saliva to push down his shaft on the underside. While my finger is on his cock and at the same time in my mouth, it gives me a notion of what my mouth feels like on his dick; warm, wet and I can experience the pressure of my tongue. I garble a moan out as his hand slides down my back reaching my bra strap, popping all three hooks off. It's my cue, and I sit up pulling the straps through my sleeves pulling the bra out. The deep v in my shirt is wide enough I can just spread it open exposing my tits. "Good girl.", he murmurs. I tingle from his praise. My mouth is anxious to get back to worship. I lean over brushing my breasts on his thighs and insert him deeply in my warm mouth. I root him and hold him there without moving. Holding still. Just listening to the sounds in the car, the audio, his breathing, his moans, and the noises his digestive system is making; I'm taking it all in. Every sense of mine but sight is awake. He tells me to lift up and drag my tits across his thighs and cock. My nipples bud to his touch and touching him; I do as I'm told. Suddenly, I'm having another animalistic urge but instead of feeling aggressive I just want to nestle. I sit deeply down on my bended legs with feet tucked under me; I curl myself in between his thighs. All the while he's buried in my mouth, my heated left hand is placed between the pubic bone and base of his cock. Sliding my right hand down from his hip crease to under his balls; his cock in my mouth becomes deliciously sandwiched between my hands with my exposed tits resting on either side. Being tucked deeply nestled in between his thighs, his legs surrounding me, his cock deep down my throat and his hands on my head; I felt I was in a safe and very happy place. Not wanting to leave or move, I hold his hardness still inside my warm mouth. This is my chapel. Lost in my safe place, I hear a gentle growl from him commanding and him adjusting, "Sit up. Bring your mouth over to me. Mouth open. Tongue out."I comply sitting back and scooting forward with my tongue out needing to feel him again. He pulls my hair back to prevent my tongue from reaching him. Just makes me more hungry for him. He brushes the tip of his cock lightly on my tongue. Stroking my tongue with his dick; my body on all fours reacts instinctively, air humping, bucking my hips, needing to have a hole filled. He slides his cock all over my face. "Pucker your lips." I feel his cock just touching the tip of my lips, pushing his way in, parting my lips, he sinks himself deep down my throat. I love the airlock pressure I feel when he's hitting the back of my throat; slight panic washes over me wondering how long I can hold my breath. The more I try to inhale, the more lodged I feel his dick becomes in my throat. Suddenly he pulls out. "Say it." I mewl, "I can't, I can't remember it." Repeat after me, "Lord, I am not worthy to receive you...." Panting with lust and an urgency to have him back in my mouth I comply quickly, "Lord, I am not worthy, to receive you." "...but only say the word." Eagerly, I continue knowing he will return to my mouth, "But only say the word." He ends with, "And please allow me to be healed by your cock." Smiling, with purposeful intent knowing soon my mouth will be filled with him again I repeat clearly, "And please allow me to be healed by your cock." I barely finish my prayer when he pile drives unforgivingly directly to the back of my throat. Rooted. Now I gag. Choking, as his hands are on the back of my head with a handful of hair pulling me even more deeply on him. He holds my head still down on him for a while. Time is lost to me. Releasing his hands, my arms holding me up are now trembling with delight as I feel his hands searching sliding down my back towards my ass, gripping the sides of my hips to pull me, buries me on his cock even deeper. I want to stay like this. Pounding me into him. He slowly pulls his dick out my mouth, me not wanting to give it up I groan and try with my tongue to reach for him. He pushes my shoulders back and lays back down on the seat with instructions for me to not use my hands this time. With my arms on either side of his body I lower myself as if bobbing for apples. Can I say Golden Delicious here. I lick up his shaft starting at his base, feeling the familiar veins on my way to the tip. Leaning my head forward down pressing on top of his stomach, (next time I must lick his stomach it's one of my favorite parts) I pool up spit around my lips and place them gently on the very tip pulling him into my mouth. I feel whole when he's back inside my eager little mouth. He instructs me to take him in all the way, to go slowly up, and slide my mouth back all the way down his shaft. I readily oblige. He grabs a handful of my hair pulling roots as he begins to increase his speed fucking my mouth. I want so badly to finger my wet cunt. Slowing his speed, he removes his hands from my hair and places them on the sides of my head. My hair, I'm having to keep brushing back, is wet with saliva. I begrudgingly slip him out my mouth to fix my hair that is now wrapping around my hand and his cock. At which point the audio stopped playing. Excitedly I realized it was an hour of playing, licking, sucking and face fucking his cock; and he wasn’t finished yet. I'm lucky. I get more time. Hopefully maybe another hour? After setting the audio to replay he permits me to proceed and pleasure his cock as I wish. So thrilled to hear this, I instantly know what I want to do. With my 'cocktography' map in mind I scooted myself back to start at the base. Inhaling deeply, taking in his sweet slightly acidic musky smell, I'm pleased to have my way with him. My happy eager tongue starts snaking a path through his hairs to his balls, I lightly purse my lips together to tug gently on his skin. With the widest part of my tongue I press it flat against the base of his shaft; better than any dessert I've wanted to lick. I can't get enough. I drag up, tracing wet circles up towards the "V". Frenulum is my friend. That small vertical ridge I like to stroke with my tongue. With my left hand holding his hard shaft, I begin stroking my tongue up and down on his frenulum; playing with pressure, light tickles, quick strokes up and down. Pushing a bit harder with my tongue licking up, then licking down; licking further each time I go down. This area he's more vocally responsive. I'm glad too because it's my favorite spot. I pull up and drop a mouth full of saliva smearing with my lips all on his tip eager to get just my lips over his head. I love the feeling of my lips popping over and back up the ridge. Making my way to the very tip I purse my lips together and suck gently at an imaginary straw. I moan. Trying to grind for relief. I place my right hand horizontally pressing lightly up against his cock, just enough pressure to hold him still while I use my tongue on the frenulum flicking, licking up and down then pouring out more spit to lube him up. "Fuuuuuucccckkkk", his response every time I run my tongue up and down his shaft. He begins fucking the space between my hand and my tongue more quickly. I'm wet. And my pussy is envious of my hand and tongue. With quicken breaths he directs, "suck me". Joyfully I begin to suck him however at the same time instinctively know this time is coming to an end. I make these moments count. Hover over him, my mouth now over his head, I throat him one more time, sliding back up holding my mouth just at this tip. Left hand at the base of his shaft I gently stroke up towards my mouth that's sliding down. Now with my mouth open slightly more, I keep it still just over the tip as he now takes over fucking my mouth. I can feel him growing harder and pulsating below my fingers as I hold him at the base of his shaft. He's getting ready to come. I can taste a little bit of precum, readying my mouth as my sweaty tits brush around near his cock. My hand lightly strokes his shaft as he more rapidly fucks my shallow mouth. No vocal warning, as none is needed, tonight I want to swallow more of him. He fully exhales as his dick begins pumping cum into my eager mouth. After swallowing him down I gently ease up, with my mouth removed I already feel empty as it could be days until I get another taste. With my smile I grab my things and shoes, still unable to see, bowing my head in reverence, I utter, "Yes. Thank you." And exit his car. Put my boots back on and hop in my jeep. We weren't initially meeting at the chapel again, as it was unfortunate the new meeting place was unavailable; ironically this provided us the relief for more cock worshiping.
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