Commissioner Reward - Lyren's Pre-Christmas Treat (Patreon)

Would you look at that, it turns out I can write other OCs besides the Sweet family lol. This one belongs to an artist named Bastard Hive. Here's his twitter if you wanna see some of his work! Anyways, on with the show!

Paradoxically upbeat Christmas music filtered through the half broken speakers of O'Shea's Pub, the cheerfully seasonal music at odds with everything else about the place. Few if any of the regulars paid it any mind. Most of them were there to drown themselves in cheap whiskey at the end of a long days work. Any newcomers either found the disparity amusing or the rest of the place less than ideal for their time. Many were only in there as a way to avoid the chilly winds outside. Or at least delay their time in it until they had no other choice. Being so close to many downtown businesses it was a popular retreat for the working class and inexpensive place to hole up should the need arise. On the weekends it saw a not unimpressive amount of business from the local colleges thanks to it's lax carding habits. But whatever the reason for visiting it was almost an unspoken fact that nobody came to O'Shea's just to be at O'Shea's. In fact only one person was sitting inside that cramped little dive bar purely for their own amusement and her appearance was just as much a standout as her motivations for being there. 

Sitting taller than most of the men and women present, Lyren would have made for quite the noticeable figure by that alone without her impressively well defined arm, leg, and stomach muscles as well. In fact there was scarcely an inch of her body that wasn't toned and defined to a degree that left every man there in envy. And she definitely wasn't making it difficult to see any of it with the skin tight, midriff baring, modest cleavage accentuating black shirt she was sporting. The bright yellow short shorts showing off her bubble butt and stark white sneakers certainly added to her devil may care look. A black choker with spikes not unlike a dog's collar and silver hoop earrings rounded out her ensemble. The understated look of her attire served rather well to keep attention focused on her admirable musculature and the strong but lighthearted looks of her face. Especially her bright, hazel eyes and prominent nose pierced with a stud matching the adornments in her ears. She'd pulled her silky blonde hair into a simple ponytail and left the rest of her face, including her large, pouty lips, free of any sort of makeup.

She took a small sip of beer from her large mug and continued to watch the man that had caught her eye. Like her he was a bit of an odd duck; being the only black man in the Irish bar and sporting a large, well groomed afro for starters. Neither that nor the fact that he was a head shorter than most people and his puffed up hair bridged the missing distance would've mattered if he'd been capable of stringing even a single pickup line together. Lyren watched him hit on or flirt with every woman in the bar from college girls up to middle aged chain smokers and jam his foot so firmly in his mouth with every single one it was a wonder he wasn't choking to death. Thanks to the places small size and her prime seating at the center of the bar she could hear every mumbled, flubbed word as it spilled out of his mouth. His fondness for exceptionally trite and cliched opening lines might have even worked in his favor if he could get them out anywhere close to correct. Or maybe even just settle on one to try instead of aborting many halfway through to start in on another. At times she was actually a little surprised he wasn't holding flashcards with the stereotypical pickup phrases scrawled across them. As expected he was turned away by each woman in turn and on a few occasions laughed away by some of the younger ones. Slowly but surely he worked his way through all the available ladies in the bar until Lyren was the last person he could try.

“H-hey baby!” He stammered, trying to sit on a stool beside her and missing.

“What's up cutie?” She replied, throwing him even more off balance.

“I-I think I dropped something . . .”

“Where?”

“Wha-I didn't really-I-I mean . . . uhm . . . I-I lost my phone number can I have y-”

Rising from her seat before he could finish Lyren put a hand on the man's shoulder and all but pulled him towards the back door. Nothing short of a Christmas miracle was going to get him any action, ever. Luckily for him she was in a giving mood. He tried to ask what she was doing but she shut him down with a smile. After leading them both into a small stock room and shutting the door she pushed him against an unoccupied wall and sank to her knees. He continue to babble and question right up until the moment she unzipped his pants. When his thick, black dick and equally heavy balls flopped out into the open air and she moaned enthusiastically at the sight so even her clueless partner couldn't misinterpret what was happening. He was easily ten inches long and thick enough around to make her wish she had time for more than just a blowjob. Lyren smacked her lips and made a little show of lifting his dick up to her mouth, locking eyes with him as she did so. It didn't take him more than a few seconds to get hard with her experienced hands gripping the base and center of his shaft like they were. By the time his tip was poised before her lips there was already a healthy coating of precum oozing from the tip. She licked it up before it could fall to the ground and shuddered at the bitter yet invigorating taste of a stranger's cock.

“Merry Christmas!” She gasped.

“But it's only the sevente-ohhhhh damn!”

Like it was nothing Lyren slid his cock into her mouth, rapidly approaching the base while he was still comprehending what was going on. With all her experience in sucking dick it was second nature to swallow a shaft no matter how big it was. He might have been a little older and a little more endowed than her usual companions but that wasn't gonna stop her one bit. The head of his prick disappeared into the back of his throat and a wet moan erupted from her stuffed lips. She made a little show of pausing about three quarters of the way down and gurgling like it was suddenly too much. Her hands moved to his ass and she smiled up at him. A messy gurgle slipped out of her mouth along with a line line of saliva. Upon feeling him throb a little harder and watching his dumbfounded look Lyren knew she had him in the palm of her hand. Once she was sure he'd gotten a good, ego boosting eye full of her 'struggling' to fit his cock she slowly pushed herself the last few inches down to the base. Both of them gasped as her chin came to rest against his balls and the whole of his prick was enveloped by the tight, warm confines of her esophagus. 

Lyren shifted into a more comfortable squat before pulling back, her newer position affording a little more options once she got into the swing of things. Knowing how much men liked when a woman took her time laboring over their dicks she made sure to move as slow as she possibly could. Of course her own eagerness was a slight issue, particularly as she neared the tip and felt his precum pooling behind her lips. Still she managed to keep herself in check long enough to open her mouth and show him the spit covered mess that was his prick as it rested on her tongue. She smiled up at him and even flashed a cheeky little wink before gobbling his prick back up like it was going out of style. With the introductory ritual out of the way she was free to approach her impromptu blowjob however she wanted. So naturally she defaulted to fast, hard, and hungry. Without wasting another second she started flying up and down his length as if it was the last dick she'd ever get to blow. She might not be able to suck the life out of a man, no matter what some of her lovers might say to the contrary, but she could certainly settle for sucking the cum out of him. It would be the first time she left a guy breathless with his balls drained and sure as hell wouldn't be the last! Moving like a pornstar that specialized in oral Lyren's head bounced up and down his prick with long, smooth movements. Every pass made her move a little faster and slurp a little louder. She moved to cradle and play with his balls with one hand while the other moved back to attend her own body.

First and foremost she lifted her shirt up above her perky tits, the sleek black fabric tucked up beneath her chin for maximum viewing. His eyes were closed at the moment her pert little nipples were laid bare but it didn't matter all that much. Second came focusing one a few of her needs as well. It was easy enough to keep her lips gliding along his dick at an ever increasing rhythm while simultaneously sliding her hand into her shorts. Her fingers dipped beneath her panties to find the wet outer lips of her pussy almost immediately. She was about to bury her fingers inside her hole when his hands suddenly leapt to her head. For a moment she was left to wonder if he'd take the initiative and give her a proper face fucking. When he proceeded to do nothing except hold on for dear life she realized just how hopeless he really was. Which worked out rather well for her. Lyren pressed her middle and index fingers against her clit and started rubbing in time with her own movements across his cock. The ensuing pleasure echoing up from her oversexed pussy spurred her to even greater heights once it started reverberating through her body. She was already feeling pretty aroused just from sucking off a stranger in a back room but rubbing her slit while she did so made it a thousand times better. And that was without the consideration that the only thing keeping them from being discovered was a thin, unlocked door. There were at least three other guys in the bar she'd have been overjoyed to have walk in and join the fun. Fantasies of how that might play out filled her head as surely as her partner's dick filled her throat.

Minutes started to creep by one after another as she lost herself in her efforts and he was brought along for the ride. Before long Lyren was actually starting to feel a small degree of respect for her newest sexual conquest. Most guys blew their load in half the time he was lasting and there was little to no sign when he might hit that point himself. A lesser woman might have even started to get tired from the constant movements. But she was a cut above most women and his continued endurance was nothing short of a gift. Maybe even a little bit of a challenge. Especially if one happened to be partial to copious amounts of precum which she naturally was. The longer their little tryst continued the more into the whole thing she became. It didn't take very long for her to be moving as quickly and frantically as she possibly could. Her chin was coated in a warm mixture of spit and cum from the increasing sloppiness of her motions while her breasts bounced and heaved with the excited breaths she managed to catch in between. It was the perfect blend of controlled mess that made for an excellent show and the kind of sticky aftermath that left her feeling the ideal mix of satisfied and slutty. Just when she was about to wonder if there'd be enough time for a quick fuck considering his willpower her awkward friend finally hit his limit and announced it loud enough for people near the door to hear.

“Fuck I'm gonna cum!” He groaned.

“Mmhmmm!” Lyren encouraged.

Slurping and sucking on his cock with every ounce of enthusiasm she had Lyren's head bobbed along his length so fast she was almost a blur. Spit and precum leaked out of the corners of her mouth in gooey streams. Much of it dripped across her exposed tits and down her abs while the rest splashed messily on the floor. His hands gripped the sides of her head harder than ever, though he continued to wisely let her keep all the control. Even while his sack started to tighten and his member throbbed so hard she had to adjust her movements he remained utterly passive. Lyren continued her ministrations right up until his climactic moan. The instant his dick went completely rigid she buried it's full length inside her throat, pressing her lips and nose against his waist as tightly as she could manage. Most of him stayed completely rigid while his manhood pulsed madly within her mouth. Little twitches and shivers reverberated through her body in response to every load he unleashed into her belly. She started pulling back while he continued pumping all his pent up jizz, each new spurt being unloaded a little higher until it was finally started to hit the back of her tongue. The moment she could taste his semen Lyren had to fight not to start blowing him all over again. The taste of fresh cum was among her favorites in the world and his was just as delicious as she had hoped. What little was left of his orgasm pooled in her smiling mouth where it was free to be swirled around and played with much like his gradually softening dick. She refused to relinquish control of his cock until it was sliding free of her pouty lips of it's own accord. Only once she was left alone with a hot mouthful of spunk did she finally rise. After making a little show of gulping down his final loads and wiping her mouth she pulled down her top and flashed him a wink. Her self appointed job was done and judging by the look on his face he wasn't going to forget her dick sucking skills for a long time.

“Whoa hang on! I didn't catch your name!” He exclaimed.

Smiling back at him with her hand on the door She casually replied, “Lyren.”

“Cool! I-I'm Terrence!”

“It's been a pleasure Terrence. Next time you wanna have fun come to me first. I hate to see good dick going to waste!”

She stepped inside the pub before he could answer and returned to her seat by the bar, “I think that's it for me Tommy,” She stated, dropping some bills onto the counter, “I'll see you tomorrow!”