This choice: get on your knees an suck my cock • Go Back...Chapter #4get on your knees an suck my cock by: game98979   "time to make it up to me twig get on your knees an suck my cock" The sickly-sweet stench of her unwashed crotch hangs in the bathroom stall like a physical presence, forcing your head back as she grips your hair. Her cock bobs before you, thick veins running along the shaft, the swollen head slick with precum that's darkened by days-old smegma. The heavy scent makes your eyes water, but the immediate horror of her command leaves no room for hesitation.
"C'mon, twig," Mila grunts, giving your hair a rough yank. Her sweaty fingers clench tight.
"If you're gonna be bumping into people, least you can do is give them some service."
The stench is overwhelming and vile.
Your stomach heaves as you kneel, but Mila's grip is iron. She steps forward, the stall walls pressing close as she looms over you. The sound of her sweatpants hitting the tile floor seems thunderous.
"That's it," she sneers, tightening her hold on your hair. Her fingers leave greasy streaks in your blonde strands. "Open up."
Her cock—if you can even call it that—bobs inches from your lips, swaying like some grotesque pendulum.
Smegma
The head of her cock was dripping smegma as it was forced between your lips.
Her disguaring cock stretched your lips obscenely wide as you feel her thick, uncircumcised shaft sliding over your tongue.
The taste foul and filthy fills your mouth, sending bile rising in your throat. You try to breathe through your nose, but that only pulls in more of the rancid, odor from her unwashed body.
Mila lets out a moan, her free hand moving to the back of your head to guide you further onto her length. Her sweat-slick fingers dig into your scalp as she pushes.
Your throat burns as her monstrous girth forces its way down, the taste of unclean flesh coating your tongue. She doesn't give you time to adjust, instead shoving more of her length into your mouth. Tears well up as your gag reflex fights against the invasion, your nose pressed against her thick matted pubic hair that smells like days-old sweat and moldy cheese.
"That's it, take it all," she grunts, her hips rolling slightly to work the last few inches deeper. The swollen head hits the back of your throat, forcing another gag that sends saliva dripping from her shaft onto the floor.
The laughter from the other girls outside the stall echoes around you, their muffled voices making the humiliation even more intense.
You choke on her cock as she forces you down, the thick length stretching your throat to its limit. Your face turns red from the effort, eyes watering as you struggle to breathe through your nose. The musty stench of her unwashed body fills your lungs with every ragged breath. Your nose is buried in her pubic hair, the wiry strands scratching against your skin as she holds you in place.
"Fuck yeah, I knew you'd be good at this," Mila groans, her fingers tangling in your hair as she uses it as a handle to guide your head back and forth. Each thrust of her hips pushes more of her enormous length into your mouth, stretching your jaw painfully wide.
Your eyes are blurry with tears as you look up through them at her. Mila's face is twisted in ecstasy, her heavy lids half-lowered as she basks in your suffering. Her expression is smug, cruelly satisfied. Sweat rolls down her temple and onto your forehead as she grinds her pelvis against your face, smearing you with the filth from her groin. The taste of her is beyond foul—salty musk and something rancid that makes your stomach churn.
She lets out a guttural moan as she suddenly shoves her cock all the way in, the swollen head pressing deep into your esophagus.
You gag violently, your body jerking as she pins you there, holding you impaled on her thick shaft. Your vision darkens at the edges, air trapped in your lungs as she cums hard down your throat in thick, hot spurts.
Mila groans like an animal, her grip tightening almost painfully as she grinds against you, milking every last drop into your gullet. You have no choice but to swallow or choke, her cum bitter and heavy.
The stall walls seem to press in closer as she holds you there, her cock twitching inside you as she milks the last of her orgasm into your body.
Mila finally releases you, her softening cock sliding from your swollen lips with a wet slurp. She smirks down at you, her sweat glistening in the harsh bathroom light. "That was fucking hot, twig. ill see you next time ."
She pulls up her sweatpants, not bothering to wipe off the smegma and coating her shaft.
The girls outside have grown quiet, though you can still hear their muffled giggles. Your jaw aches, throat raw, and eyes still watering from the choking assault.
" next time?" you asked woriedly
she smirked "you didnt think this would be a one time thing did you"
Mila steps out of the stall without another word, adjusting her sweatpants as she walks away. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, the taste of her still coating your tongue. Your reflection in the grimy mirror shows a flushed face, tears drying on your face, lips red and swollen. A trickle of white leaks from the corner of your mouth. Someone in the stalls behind you flushes.
You stand on shaky legs, bracing yourself against the stall wall. The girls at the sinks are still there, two of them giggling while looking at the pathatic mess mila turned you into.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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