Fond Memories Of My Favorite Cuck

Hello, naughty ones. Some of you have been asking about my favorite cuck, wanting to know what else we get up to when we’re not playing with some of my very well-endowed friends. I’ll tell you one thing I really enjoy. That’s seeing him on an X-cross with his wrists and ankles secured, cock exposed, and a ball gag in his mouth. Milking my cuck that way is so hot!

I had fun with him not too long ago. And I still get turned on, picturing him completely vulnerable and exposed, breathing hard through his nose, while I slowly dragged my fingers over his body.

He tensed and let out a little breath after the first stroke.

“Oh, I know,” I said in response to his movements. “You want more, and you’re gonna get it.”

When I’m milking my cuck, I let my hand leave his cock just long enough for him to feel the loss of it. Then I grab the paddle and swat him on the ass hard enough to make his whole body jerk.

Teasing and Milking My Cuck

He groaned into the gag, trying to hold still while his whole body kept betraying him. I kept working him over until he started trying to fuck my hand. Then I’d stop.

“You think you get to blow your load whenever you want?” I asked before giving him more swats across his ass and on his balls.

Each smack made him flinch and forced more muffled cries out of him.

“Not until I say so.”

His frustration grew along with the volume of his gagged groans. I responded by pulling my hand away and paddling him again, letting the sting settle in while he stood there snorting and convulsing. Then I tightened my grip while milking my cuck.

“That last load was fucking pathetic,” I teased while jacking him off. Not wildly, just firm and relentless, making his cock pulse faster in my hand. “So you better give me an impressive one, by the count of ten, or you won’t be shooting another one for at least a month.”

That Was All It Took

He almost roared into the gag, fingers curled tight and knees wobbling, as I pumped ropes of cum out of him.

That’s the part I love most about milking my cuck, when he’s fully gone for me like that, trembling, cock oversensitive and twitching in my hand. And I keep taking just a little more.

“Good boy,” I teased.

Little aftershocks made his body tremble after I let go of his cock.

“Now open your mouth and thank me for being so generous,” I said. I removed the ball gag and pushed my sticky fingers in his mouth. He did as he was told and licked each one clean.

After milking my cuck, sometimes I put him in a chastity device and make him watch naughty videos, like a mature lesbian gangbang or two.

What about you? Thinking about letting me have my way with you while you’re on an X-cross? Call me and tell me.