have the chance to do it on my own. His hand’s already forcing me down, making me drop to my knees. His hard-on is right in my face, bobbing up and down when he sees me glancing at it.
“Are you that eager?” He licks his lip, biting on his lip ring. “Go on then. Have a taste.”
I look up. “I can’t.” I jerk my arm. “My arm would be contorted.”
He smiles, gazing at me with half-mast eyes. “And you think I’m going to free you?” He laughs. “Not a chance.” And then he steps closer, pushing his cock right up in my face. “This should give you enough space. Now open that mouth before I force it open.”
I don’t even want to know how he’d force it open, so I think the safest option is doing it myself. The moment my lips part, his cock pushes in, not giving me a second to adjust. The salty taste of his pre-cum drips on my tongue as he slides into my mouth with ease.
“You have such a pretty mouth,” he says. “Why use it for useless talks if it can suck a cock?”
He grabs a fistful of my hair and holds onto my head as he pushes in and out of my mouth, his cock throbbing with excitement. “You gonna pleasure me, Princess? Gonna make me explode in your throat?”
I shake my head, but he thrusts in nonetheless. “You should have nodded,” he muses, and then he pinches my nose, closing off my only airway. Shoving his cock into the back of my throat, he keeps it there, making me gag. I can’t breathe, and the only thing I can think about is wanting him to come quickly, so it’s over.
But why is it when I think of him coming that my pussy thumps? This shouldn’t turn me on.
“Bad girls get punished by having a cock down their throat. And you’ve been a very, very bad girl, Vanessa,” he says, his voice so low that it gives me goosebumps.
Somehow, his dirty words don’t seem as much of a punishment as what he did before. They actually make me want to do this to avoid further punishment that involves pain.
When he takes his cock out, I cough and suck in much-needed air.
“Take it like a good girl and you’ll get the cum you need,” he growls.
He groans as he thrusts in and out of my mouth, making me choke on my own saliva. With one hand, he holds onto my hair like a ponytail, shoving my face into his groin.
He grabs my chin and tilts my head. “Look at me when I’m fucking your face, Princess.”
His piercing eyes make me want to come again.
Jesus Christ, what has he done to me?
I can smell the salty tang of pre-cum and sweat; hot water streams down my body, hardening my nipples and rushing down my sensitive clit, and for some reason, I like it. I’m being face-fucked, and it all seems so unreal. Nobody has ever done this to me, and the weird thing is that I don’t even mind.
“Want my cum that much, Princess?” he says, taking his cock out to give me a second to breathe.
I gasp but don’t have time to respond as he thrusts back in again. I have trouble taking him because he’s huge, and I can feel the metallic barbell piercing in the back of my throat.
Suddenly, he slaps my cheek softly. “Take it,” he growls. “You know how to suck a cock, now fucking use that filthy tongue of yours. Put it to good use.”
His groans become louder and louder as my tongue swivels across his length. I don’t know why hearing his voice creates goosebumps on my skin, but it does.
“I’m gonna fucking come down your throat, Princess. Bad girls only get cum for dinner,” he growls, thrusting faster and faster.
I can’t keep up; I’m gagging and covering his cock in my spit, but this only seems to make him hornier. The look on his face has me mesmerized, and he’s forcing me to witness how he looks when he comes in my mouth. I’ve never experienced anything so erotic … so fucking filthy that I can’t help but want it.
“Yes, Princess, suck my cock like a good girl.”
I can feel his cock pulsate on my tongue, ready to burst. He howls and he grabs my hair with both hands and shoves my face right up to his base. Then he explodes in my mouth, a jet