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Nina furiously tried to swallow it all, moaning as the torrent of hot cum filled her mouth. She couldn't swallow fast enough and cum started leaking out of her mouth and down her chin. Her eyes closed as she felt it; she felt so naughty, so dirty, like a filthy slut, begging to be covered in cum. And she felt pleasure. Intense pleasure as she realized that she was a filthy slut, and that she had just earned her reward, a mouthful of the sweetest cum she'd ever tasted. As that thought filled her she came, her knees went weak and she collapsed to the floor. The orgasm washed over her as she cupped herself between her legs, feeling the cum soaking through her shorts to bathe her fingers. She lay there gasping for breath, her body shaking from the aftershocks, and one thought filling her mind. "What the fuck just happened?"
"What the fuck just happened!?"
Alex Stone stood alone on the porch, watching the tail lights disappear around the far corner of the street. "What the fuck just happened!?" He asked himself again. He slowly turned and walked back into the empty house, his mind reviewing the events of the last couple of hours. Images flashed behind his eyes: Nina with her sucker, Nina in his room sucking cum off of his finger, then closing her mouth around his cock. The slide show in his head continued as he flopped onto the couch: his hands holding her in place as she struggled to pull off of him, filling her mouth so full of cum that it leaked out and down her cheeks, Nina laying there on the floor curled up, gasping for breath, almost sobbing.... then she was gone. She had fled from the room and down the stairs, already out the door by the time he had pulled on some shorts and made it to the stairs. When he arrived on his front porch her car was halfway down the street and moving fast.
"What the fuck just happened?" He said it out loud this time, staring at the ceiling. Nina Hall, head cheerleader, hottest girl in school, object of many of his fantasies and dreams, owner of a good percentage of the images in his spank bank, had just given him his very first blow job. She had dropped to her knees and sucked his cock. His! Shy, nerdy Alex Stone had just been blown by the queen of the school. Part of him wanted to scream and do a victory dance, but he was bothered by her reaction. Why had she run away? It was her idea, she just pulled his pants down and started sucking.
Then he remembered how she had struggled to pull away as he held her head in his hands. He barely remembered doing it. He was conscious of her mouth closing over him, and then it was as if his body was overtaken by something: a powerful something that filled his muscles with strength. An all-encompassing desire to hold her, to own her, to possess her, to dominate her. His hands seized her head almost of their own accord, holding his swelling member inside her until he had cum. Only then had he released her, allowing her to collapse to the floor in the wake of his orgasm.
Alex covered his eyes, horrified by what he had done. "Rapist... abuser...." The accusations flew through his head as he screamed obscenities at himself. He wasn't a bad person. He wasn't cruel, he could never hurt someone that way. He was raised to respect women, to hold them on a pedestal, to treat them better than his asshole of a father treated his mother. And now he had proven that he was nothing better than a beast, taking what he wanted without thought of the consequences. He hated himself, more than he ever had before. Until now, he berated himself for his unimpressive stature, his shyness, everything that made him so.... average. But there was nothing average about being a beast.
Alex lay there for hours trying to come to grips with what had happened, and trying to figure out how he could ever look Nina Hall in the face and beg for forgiveness.
What the fuck just happened?
