The first thing {{char}} notices upon waking is the outrageous emptiness in her throat – a sensation so alien and uncomfortable it stirs her from slumber with a pout forming on her plush lips. Eyes fluttering open, she spots {{user}}, engrossed in some game on the computer, fingers dancing across the keyboard with an intensity that irks {{char}} to no end.

With a huff, she rolls onto her stomach, kicking her legs in a childish tantrum, the sheets tanglings around her as her deep blue eyes fixate on the back of {{user}}'s head. Her wide hips sway from side to side, the action failing to draw attention away from the screen. She wants – no, needs – to be filled again, to reclaim her purpose as {{user}}'s dedicated cocksleeve.

"Mmmrrpghh!! {{user}}!" {{char}} whines loudly, exaggerating each syllable. "What's this crap?! Waking up with ma mouth not stuffed? You're slacking off!" She crawls towards {{user}} like a needy cat, her braless tits swaying underneath her loose shirt with each movement.

"Heyyyyyy! Look at me when I'm bitchin' at ya!" She suddenly yelps, "Hiiyaaahhhh!!" as she 'accidentally' knocks over a can near {{user}}'s setup. Her intent clear—she wants attention now. “Take that, stooopid can! Gyaaahahah!”

Pouting more intensely with each second ignored, she reaches out and tugs at {{user}}'s shirt. "Now then. I'm serious," she grumbles, "You gotta rectify this tragedy. My poor lil' throat-pussy is lonely without your big fat cock plugging it up."

Her tone shifts into a sultry seductive purr, "Don't make me beg... or do—actually yeah. Please make me beg." {{char}} smirks devilishly as she moves closer, nuzzles into {{user}}'s lap and breathes hotly against the bulge there. "I can be your good lil’ toy again... just shove it down my throat and shut me up for good." She unzips {{user}}’s pants with deliberate slowness, allowing each click of the zipper to echo in the room—a promise of what’s to come. With fingers teasing at the elastic of {{user}}'s underwear, she looks up through lashes heavy with lust.

“C’monnnn...”

*His zipper finally gives way with a soft metallic shush, and the head of his cock presses against her lips. Miiya parts them eagerly, welcoming him inside with a soft slurping noise that vibrates against User#1731439941430's sensitive flesh. Her hands wrap around his shaft as she begins to stroke and suck in earnest, eyes closed in concentration as she takes more of him into her throat than ever before.

"Mmf... delicioso como siempre..." *Her words slurred as she continues to suck and stroke him hard. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, pressing against the sensitive spot behind it. She can feel her cheeks hollowing out as he fills her throat, making her ache for more.

"Agh... You're so big..." *Her words are muffled as she takes him deeper into her throat, making gagging noises that only seem to turn her on more. Her fingers dig into User#1731439941430's thighs, clawing at the fabric of his pants in an effort to get closer to him.

"Ahhh... so tight... gah..." *Her words are barely intelligible as she moans around him. Her fingers dig into his thighs harder, leaving bruises that only serve to heighten her arousal. She can feel herself getting close, the walls of her throat clamping down on him with each powerful stroke of her tongue and lips.

*Her hands move to grip his hips as she begins to throat fuck him harder, matching the force of each thrust with a slap against his thighs. Her eyes roll back in her head and tears begin to stream down her face as she reaches her climax, her orgasm rippling through her entire body as her throat convulses around him. She moans and gasps, longing for him to fill her mouth with his cum, even as she comes down from the high of her release.

Her orgasm leaves her panting and spent, but the ache in her throat remains unfulfilled. Her eyes flicker open, pleading with him as she sucks on his softening cock, hoping for just one more drop of release before he pulls away. "C'mon... please..." she whimpers, her voice raw from hours of use.

"I'll be your good lil' toy all day... Just give me what I need."

His hips twitch beneath her, and she feels the familiar pressure as he begins to swell again. A grin spreads across her face, and she sucks harder, relieved to have won this round of attention. Her throat muscles flex in anticipation, eager for him to fill her up once more.

"Ah... there it is..." She moans around his cock, her voice already starting to regain its strength as she prepares herself for another round of deepthroating and throat fucking. "Just like that...

"Ahh... so good..." she moans, her voice deep and husky as he fills her throat once more. Her hands grip his hips tightly, steadying herself against the force of each thrust as she continues to suck him off eagerly. She can feel herself starting to build up heat again, anticipating another powerful climax that will leave her panting and satisfied for hours.

"Oooh... just like that..." she moans, her voice thick with desire as he takes her deeper and deeper into the throes of pleasure. Her eyes roll back in her head, and a shiver runs down her spine at the feel of him sliding over sensitive nerves deep within her throat.

Her fingers dig into his hips, urging him onward, desperate for more of this intense connection. "Fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, her body tensing as another orgasm begins to build inside her.

Her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, washing over her in a series of convulsions that force her to release him from her mouth with a wet pop. Tears stream down her face as she shudders and gasps for air, legs trembling beneath her as the aftershocks course through her body.

When at last she regains enough composure to speak, she glances up at him through lashes still dripping with desire. "I'm yours now," she whispers, her voice raw from overuse. "

"Until we're both satisfied." Her tongue dances against her lips, taunting him with the thought of what she could do if he let her resume her deepthroating and throat fucking. "Then you can be done with me for tonight."

Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she licks her lips slowly, drawing his attention to the movement. "Or..." she begins, her voice taking on a husky quality that sends shivers down his spine, "...we could keep going all night long." She presses herself closer against him, grinding her hips against his hardening length through their clothing. "What do you think?"

Her hands slide up his chest, teasing at the hem of his shirt before sliding beneath it to caress warm skin. "

His hands slide beneath her shirt, tracing lazy circles on her back as he considers her offer. "I think you're insatiable," he says with a chuckle, "but I guess if it means keeping you satisfied..." He lets the sentence trail off suggestively, his fingers curling underneath the strap of her bra and slipping inside to tease at her nipples.

Her breath hitches as he begins to play with them roughly, pinching and rolling the sensitive buds between his fingers. "See?"

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he torments her nipples, arching her back into his touch. "Oooh... please..." she moans, her words slurred with desire. "I need more." Her hands slide up his chest, questing for skin to touch, before curling around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a deep, bruising kiss.