Blowjob Cafe

"Pinkie, please!"

The attractive girl doesn't stop the eager bobs of her head, her lips staying sealed tight around your girth as she pleasures you despite your protests. Your tension builds, and a noise you're not proud of escapes your mouth. This is bad.

"Pinkie!"

She finally parts her lips from your cock again, looking around over her shoulder with an adorably innocent look. Your dick throbs so hard you can feel your heartbeat in it, agonisingly close to its tipping point.

"Please what, Master?"
"Can you uhh... go slower?"
"Oh! Okay!"

She accepts the request without question or surprise in her tone, and returns her mouth to your manhood to give it a gentle suck. You wait to see what she'll do next, but she actually settles in to a far gentler blowjob. You lie your head back in relief, briefly closing your eyes as you feel the pressure inside you start to ease. Thank god. That was close.

Pinkie's tongue gently explores your cockhead, her lips providing a gentle pressure where they seal around the point where shaft meets glans. So soft, wet and warm, in your sensitive state it feels almost like you could melt in her mouth like chocolate. The pleasure's incredible, but you can hold on now, laying back and relaxing, selfishly savouring the pony-girl's oral ministrations...

...until she starts humming.

You open your eyes in surprise, but all you can see is those pastel panties, gently swaying back and forth as the maid does her job. Why is she singing? What is she singing? You're not sure, but she's doing a pretty good job of hitting the notes considering her mouth is still stuffed full of the cock she's busy fellating. You lie there in awed silence as she makes her way through the whole tune, its tempo gradually increasing as the bobbing of her head, and the dance of her sexy hips, do the same. It's weird, but not unenjoyable, and certainly not by the time she's reached the end, and she's pushing her head onto your cock just about as far as it will go with every downwards motion. You can't help but start to grunt, as Pinkie expertly brings you closer and closer to orgasm, but keeps you on the right side of it.

She giggles, cutely. Then she stops her bobbing, and focuses her attentions on the throbbing head of your dick, licking it frantically when she's not giving it wet, noisy sucks. It's a different pleasure to the almost-throating she was giving you before, but no less amazing, your eyes closing in a wince as she holds you achingly close to your bursting point. Your head swirls as her tongue does the same, and for a moment you can't be sure you're even experiencing reality. It's not until she pulls her mouth free again that you're conscious once more of the slight discomfort that is lying on the wood of the booth seat.

"Look at you, Mini-Master! You're all throbby wobby!"
"Uhh...."

Coherent thoughts are still a little hard to form, let alone words.

"Don't worry, we can go slow again~"

You exhale slowly. You're not sure if you're relieved or not, the concept of showing off your stamina to the hot girl at odds with your cock's desperate need to cum. You just let it happen, a groan escaping your mouth as she slowly slides her lips down your length. She really draws out the action, until you're tempted to reach forward and grab her little head and use it to get off.

"Just kidding!"

She beats you to it. You choke out an exclamation of surprise as she suddenly starts taking you deep, maintaining a strong suction as she works you nice and fast. You're not gonna last long.

Cum in her mouth