It was another chill and lazy afternoon. I love sitting around on my days off and watching porn and eating junk food. I work hard, and days like this help me restore. It's best when my girlfriend Lisa isn't around, so I can really relax without being judged. She went to the gym today, which is even better because she's gets toned up for me while I chill.
Lisa got back from the gym looking sexy as hell in her lyrca pants and sports bra. I am chilling on the couch and I wave to her. She sarcastically tells me not to get up. She sits next to me and starts telling me about her work out. I half pay attention. She scoots closer and I scoot away. She kinda smells ripe from the gym. I tell her as much. I tell her not to get sweat on the couch.
Lisa of course gets angry. She tells me that she would have fucked me if I wasn't such an asshole to her all the time. I tell her that she'd have to take a shower before I touched her. I tell her to go take a shower anyway. She stinks. I know it's the wrong thing to say to a beautiful woman who's trying to fuck you. I know she's a good girlfriend, and I'm being an asshole. I just don't really care. I just jerked off and am feeling fine.
Lisa gets even more angry that I don't listen to her when she is talking. She gets so mad, that she surprises me and jumps on me on the couch and starts smacking me and trying to choke me. I put up my hands to defend myself, but I'm tired, bloated and caught off guard. Lisa gets me in a real tight schoolgirl pin, with my arms locked under her legs. I struggle, but am sunk into the couch and helpless under her.
Lisa unloads on me. She tells me how I've been a real lazy piece of shit lately and how she's been thinking about dumping me. She complains about how I never want to fuck her because I jerk off all the time, and she asks me when the last time I ate her pussy was. I love her, and realize she's telling the truth. I have been taking her for granted. I tell her I'll eat her pussy after she showers. She tells me she wants me to eat it now.
She scoots up. I smell her strong feminine oder from outside her tight spandex. I tell her it's unsanitary. She tells me I'll live. The smell is sexy, but sort of wrong. She smells like sweat and kind of gamey. As the smell gets stronger, I try to push her off to get some fresh air. Lisa just gets annoyed.
If you won't eat my pussy, I'll make you! She says. She scoots up on my face I am totally trapped in darkness under her crotch. I can feel it through the tin layer of lyrca, as if her warmth is right on my face. She's moist from sweat. Some of it gets in my mouth and tastes sour and salty.
"Eat it!" she sadistically hisses. I try to tell her I can't, and that I would if she'd just get off me. Her sweat burns my eyes. I don't think she realizes that I can't breathe with her pants around my face like this. She angrily grinds on my face, smashing my nose. I fade into darkness.
I wake up in bed. I figure I must have been dreaming until I realize that I've been tied to the bedposts. I sniff my mustache and smell Lisa's sweat on me. She enters the room in a bathrobe, and I can hear the shower running. I ask her what the fuck she's doing.
She says it's time for me to eat her pussy, no excuses. I try to wriggle out of my binds, but I realize my situation is hopeless, and figure I might as well enjoy it, so I tell her I will. I figure that the shower was running and she was in her robe, so she must be nice and clean, but when she straddles my face, I realize that she hadn't. I ask her why she doesn't clean up.