Author's Notes: This story is fictional erotica designed to be experienced
strictly
by adults over the age of eighteen. I disclaim all responsibility for the actions of anyone not lawfully allowed to read this material, as well as anyone that may be disturbed by this material.
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What you have to understand, before I go any further, is that Zach's not some 5'3" shrimp that just anyone can push around. No, this dude's a football player—he's two, maybe three inches shorter than me, but he's a pretty big guy. Sometimes we work out together, and I know for a fact that he can bench, squat, and deadlift a Helluva lot more than me.
He's a Celtic guy from somewhere around Pittsburgh, so I can only assume he's pretty tough, too—but shit, Pittsburgh doesn't compare to Quetta—my hometown. If things come to a fight, which I think they might… I can take him. Hopefully.
"John, Julia…" he says, walking in, nonchalantly, taking off his backpack. "Wassup?"
"Umm…" I begin, before pausing, and looking at him strangely—he's just walked in on his roommate fucking his girlfriend, and all he can say is "wassup?"
"Nothin' much, Zach… how was class?" Julia replies.
"Can't complain. Sorry for holding you up—did you get my text?"
"Sure did," Julia replies, still licking at my cock, treating it like it's a popsicle or something. "Did you get mine?"
"Yep," Zach says in return, but coldly—I look over at him, wondering what the fuck's going on. So, he addresses me. "John… have fun with her. Me and that slut're through—take my advice, bro. Fuck her, and that's all. She's not good for anything else, and don't let her get you to think otherwise for a second."
Finally, Julia takes offense, and sneers, turning to face her apparent
ex
-boyfriend, slowly pumping my cock.
"Hey, it's not my fault you've got a small cock—"
"I'm eight inches long, you dumb slut."
"Well, that's nothing compared to this meatstick—"
"He's eighty percent my size," I point out, "and that's still pretty fuckin' massive…" I add.
"Well—"
"Like I said, John," Zach laughed, bitterly. "Have fun with her, but nothing else. I'ma get something to eat… John, I'll see
you
later."
The snub shuts Julia up, and both of us stare as Zach leaves, just as suddenly as he entered. My eyes narrow at his retreating back—he's not the kind of guy to take shit like this, and he's not an angry drama king at all. She must have done something
messed up
to him, before now, that is.
That seals the deal for me—I ain't trusting this bitch, not even a little. However… I
will
fuck her several more times. After all, why not, right?
She seems a bit down, but who wouldn't, after a snub like that? She doesn't stop cleaning my cock, though, so I spend a few seconds getting my best sympathetic voice on, before reaching over, and placing a finger under her chin.
"Hey…" I murmur quietly, angling her face up so that she looks at me. "You okay?... that was a dick thing for Zach to say… he's always an asshole like that. Look… if you want us to be more than fuckbuddies… I'll give it a try."
Instantly, she smiles, nodding, before rubbing her forehead against my cock in submission. She then does the same to my balls, sucking on them, gently, even as I pull her back, by the hair, so that she faces me again.
"There are a few conditions, though," I say, looking her dead in the eye, pausing for effect. "This isn't going to be… a bullshit equally weighted relationship. My word is law—you will do what I say, how I say it, and where and when I say it, regardless of how sexual, or nonsexual that is… example, if I show that I want to spit on you by doing it, you'll let me,
and
, you'll like it. If I slap you, punish you, whatever… it's all good. We clear?"
"Ahm… well…"
I drive a hard bargain; I can see that she's having a really hard time deciding whether or not to give up her freedom for my cock. Me, though, I'm mostly indifferent—if things go through, I'll have a blast tonight, and then punt her out of my and Zach's dorm for the last time. If not… well, bitches come and go. I think I understand girls a little better now… I'll be able to get what I want easier in the future.
But would you believe it—after a second of thinking, the dumb whore nods. Apparently I'm a good liar, because my plan involves anything but a relationship with a broad like this.
I have to see, though, if she really was serious about basically becoming my sex slave. My cock's rigid again, and I consider rubbing it against her face, again, putting her in her place, but I've already done that. It's time for something a bit more extreme.
She's stroking my fat cock with both hands, now, even as I look down at her until she looks up. Somehow, I make it obvious to her what I'm about to do before it happens, so she has time to prepare herself, mentally, for being degraded in such a way.
Shutting her eyes, and bowing her head, a little, to receive what I have to give her, she regardless flinches, just a bit, as I spit on her face. Looking up at me after opening her eyes, she blushes, before nodding, solemnly, showing that she's willing to submit to me—Julia even goes so far as to open her mouth up, and, smirking to myself, I spit directly onto her tongue.
Swallowing, she still blushes, but doesn't stop stroking my cock. It's then that she decides to really up the ante, turning me on even more by dirty talking.
"Oh, John, I love the way you put me in my place with your big fucking cock," she says, leaning down, a bit, to tap the tip of my member against her forehead. "You're so… big," she smiles, sucking on my balls. "I can't get over how big this thick, strong, beautiful cock is. It's amazing…"
Stroking at me with one hand, she caresses her breasts with the other. Julia gives me a naughty expression, and kisses, then sucks on one nipple, followed by its twin—stopping her pumping, abruptly, she sets those fat tits around my cock, and starts to fuck me with that sweet titflesh.
Never ceasing to look up at me with those sweet, soft green eyes, she wraps her lips around my uncut cockhead, bobbing slight even as she continues to titfuck me. Prodding at my urethra with her tongue, she makes me precum, quite a lot—I moan, filling her mouth up with the beginnings of a massive ejaculation.
The tease stops, though, and rubs my balls with her nipples. She slowly comes off my cock, holding her mouth shut, trapping it against her chest as she slides up towards me, a little. My eyes narrow, a little, 'cause I don't know what's going to happen next…
"The fuck are you doing—no, you dirty whore, don't—fuck…" I hiss, threateningly, and for a good reason.
Julia's opened her mouth and emptied all of that creamy, hot, sweet cum over my lower abs. I'm about to—I dunno, yell at her, hit her, or just kick her out now, but she redeems herself. Never looking away from me, she buries her face against my somewhat tanned, smooth flesh, and rubs all of that cum all over her.
It's sticky, so when she finally looks up, my thick love potion's all over her forehead, cheeks, lips, and nose. Her expression… it's so sexy, I can't get over it. It looks like she really has submitted to me, completely.