$0 /sthg/ Santa - Honey

"A--Anon..." Honey moans up at you.

>Her soft, straw-yellow form is outstretched on your bed, belly up and her rosy lips gently kissing your balls.

>"Yes, honey?" you coo back to her as your fingers play with her hair.

>Her blush deepens and breathing becomes heavy. Warm pants rush out from her dripping mouth and onto your inner thigh.

>The soft rush of hot breath tickles and sends shivers of joy up your body.

"I want you to do something for me, darling," she purrs.

>"What was that, dearest?" you respond with a gentle firmness in your voice.

>Her legs tremble and press together to ease the ache between them futilely.

> Soft as a dove she looks up with longing, teary eyes "To me..."

"I want you to do something to me, my love," she whispers in a hushed tone.

>"Anything for my Honey," you return.

"I want you to take my throat with all your strength. Press down and fill my soft mouth with your enormous rod, and let me choke on
it. I want you to love me until I can no longer think, no longer feel, no longer be. I want you to take my mouth until I feel like
it's too much and I might die, and with you, I would even die happy."

>Her eyes linger on yours. Enormous shimmering suns of amber and white laced with tears of love and  delicate swoops of mascara beg for your response.

"Well, Anon? I'm waiting..." Her mouth opens wide to a slick pink hole at the tip of your cock.

>You could lean in and face fuck the love of your life for hours if you wanted.

>She would love you and you alone forever in this perpetual paradise together.

> And as you lean in, gently holding her beautiful cheek in your hand...

>"Hon..." You hesitate as your tip presses into her tongue.

>"You talk too much." Your cock slips into her mouth and straight into her unsuspecting throat.

>Honey's gag is audibly mixed with a deep and longing moan. You feel her try to cough, or breath, or choke, but with every jolt of her beautiful soft body, her throat tightens and grips around your enormous cock.

>Your thrusts come forcefully and with a newfound roughness you've never felt before.

>Honey's wet mouth squeezes and gags around your shaft.

> Warm wet tears splash onto your legs as the beautiful yellow feline's mascara finally begins to run down her face, making messy black streaks down her lovely cheeks.

>You pound harder and harder until suddenly, you stop.

>You slide your cock out of the delicate cat's throat and pull her face up to look at you.

>She sniffles and tries to hug onto you, but you hold her still by the neck.

>"Can you still speak, my love?" you coo gently at the mess of a queen you hold in your hands.

>Softly and carefully she breathes out.

"…Y--yes..."

>"Then I'm being too gentle." you return back with a smirk.

> Her eyes widen in fear and shock as you throw her face back down to your hips, and she responds immediately by opening her mouth and accepting your rougher assault upon her tiny mouth.

>As you thrust you think back to when you met Honey, her beautiful mouth was caressing a silver spoon at dinner that night. The first time you kissed her delicate flower of a smile, and the first time you heard that tender shape whisper "I love you, Anon."

>An as you force your cock into the warm mouth of your lover you whisper it back "I love you Honey. I love you so much."

>She must have heard you because her hips spasm and her mouth tightens as you burst a hot load of cum across her raspy tongue.

>You feel her swallow what must have been three gulps and slide you out of her mouth.

>With loving eyes, tears of joy, and a big beautiful smile on those generous lips she calls out to you "I love you to, Anon!"

>She pounces on you with staggering force and squeezes you tighter than ever before, sniffling and whispering into your chest.

"Never , ever leave me. I can’t imagine life without you anymore."

>You fall onto the bed with her and breathe deep from her lustrous black hair.

>"Never, my darling Honey."

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>The next morning you wake up to a kiss and breakfast in bed, and a note resting lightly on the muffin.

"Dear Anonymous: Thanks to you I can’t speak, so for the rest of the week I shall need your help communicating with customers. Please call Canon Anon and have him come over if you're busy."

>You scoff audibly and pick up the phone

>"Hey Canon Anon. Fuck yourself."

-The End