Ryan’s POV

There was something about watching Vivian Rose choke on his dick that always made Ryan feel incredibly powerful.

That evening things were no different, in fact they were even better.

They were in her kitchen with Ryan seated, and Vivian on her knees between his legs, bobbing her head up and down on his dick.

Ryan’s fingers braided into her hair, forcing her to take a bit more in each time that she went down.

As she worked her sinful mouth up and down on his dick, her tongue sometimes swiping at his tip, Ryan’s eyes rolled to the back of his head.

What was she doing to him? Looking back down at her, he caught sight of the drawing on the table and his cock twitched, as a bolt of pleasure shot through him. Never in his life had a woman made a monument for his dick, and Ryan already knew that he would never forget about what she had done.

Pulling her off his cock completely, he brought his hand down and stroked himself to completion. Covering her with ropes of cum and loving the way that it painted, her skin and embedded itself into her hair. Vivian for her part, just knelt there and took it, her hand between her legs as she too reached her own climax.

When she was done, she fell against him, her head resting on his thigh.

Her eyes focused on his dick like it was the most precious thing on earth, and to her, it most probably really was, before him knelt a woman, who after spending a single night with him had drawn his cock and had come while looking at it for countless nights.

How she expected Ryan to know that kind of information, and not let it go to his head, he had no idea.

Reaching down, he helped her stand and began guiding her to the bedroom. He was not done with her yet.

***

With her body half hanging off the bed, Ryan worked Vivian’s bright green dildo,( yet another find he’d made alongside the drawing) in and out of her.

He was fully hard again, and wanted nothing more than to sheath himself within her. But he had to admit, watching the toy disappear in and out of her, had its own appeal.

"How often did you do this?" He asked, twisting the dildo just so, and loving the way she gasped.

"Almost every night," She confessed, the words sounding as though they were being ripped from her very soul. Leaving the dildo inside of her, Ryan began massaging her butt cheeks, slapping them lightly to make her clench around the toy.

"Did it satisfy you?" He asked, surprised by how jealous he sounded, but Vivian’s answer quickly got rid of that emotion.

"It helped to take the edge off, but it was never enough,... it was never you," Ryan had to squeeze the base of his cock to keep from coming, right then and there. Fumbling for the condom, he hastily put it on, pulled the dildo out of Vivian and quickly replaced it with his throbbing length before she could even miss the toy.

The sound she made instantly went to Ryan’s dick and he lost it. Again and again his dick rammed into her pussy, the delicious friction making both of them moan. He gave her everything in him and then some. If at some point in the future they could not meet up to have sex and all that she had was his drawing. He wanted her to have as many good memories of his dick as possible. And so Ryan dedicated, all of his efforts into making her feel good. Hard and fast, slow and tender, rough and just a little bit feral, his hands all over her body, his mouth on her wonderful titties, Ryan never gave her a moment to relax, to think she was safe.

His dick stalked her pussy until she had no choice but to try and strangle his cock as she came. Screaming so loud he was certain that the entire apartment complex heard her. When it was his turn to fall apart, Ryan could not even scream, there was literally nothing left in him. It felt like everything had gone towards his dick, towards pleasuring Vivian, so all that he could do was just fall forward, the soft pillows of her breasts welcoming him as they often did.

***

"If it makes you uncomfortable I can burn the drawing," Having been tittering on the edge of sleep, Ryan was instantly wide awake.

"Why would you do such a thing?" Lightly running her nails over his shoulder, Vivian exhaled,

"I made that drawing without you knowing and I have been using it to pleasure myself. It is okay if it creeps you out, I will destroy it," Taking her hand, Ryan sucked her fingers into his mouth before letting go.

"Vivian, I just found out that you enjoyed my dick so much, you drew it from memory, and have been using it on yourself while thinking of me, have you any idea how awesome that is,"

"I take that dick drawing as proof of my prowess in bed, please keep it and keep using it, to pleasure yourself. Knowing about its mere existence has done wonders for my ego,"

Vivian rolled her eyes. "Great I have just given you a bigger ego, perhaps it is best that I destroy it, to stop your head from exploding," She made to get up and Ryan found himself moving, pulling her down towards him.

"Wait,..wait, please don’t do that, if you really want to stop my head from getting too big and exploding, maybe if you sat on my face I would be able to glean some ’pearls of wisdom’ from you,"

"Ryan," Despite her admonishing tone, she was already getting up, straddling his face she gripped the headboard. Giving Ryan a clear view of her glistening pussy, smiling like the luckiest man in the world, which he really was, Ryan got to work. Licking and fingering her to the best of his abilities, it was the least he could do for a woman who had taken time out of her day to draw his dick.