Living right across the street from his was an older man, Gus, who was 68; he was not flabby but hefty.  He was 6’1” 220 pounds, short dark brown hair mixed with gray sides and a slightly balding top, two gray eyes that pierced my soul and sort of gentle kind way that eased me completely.

I was walking home that day to change clothes and then come back.  I knew mom was gone and that I would be alone for a while, so as I left school I took no note of the storm brewing.  By the time I reached the house where Gus lived the lightening was horrible.  He was standing on his front porch putting his potted plants back to the wall as a blot flashed by and caused a scream from me.  He looked and yelled to me to run to him.

I gladly obeyed and raced to the cover and safety of his porch.  Looking into my frightened face he calmly asked, “No master Tim, where would you be heading on such a blustery day as this?’

“Home Gus, I need to change clothes,” I said as I showed him my reason, the hole in my pants leg from sliding on the rough playground. 

Smiling at me as a bolt flashed ever so glowingly close again, he said, “Let us take refuge inside before the devil takes aim at us.”

We went inside his house it was old fashioned and sort smelled like mothballs but in a nice way.  I stood by the doorway for second as Kenny my best friend raced into his house.  He had been held over for sassy comments to the teacher and that is why we were separated then.  Gus asked me to sit and I did on the soft padded sofa opposite of the window.  Gus sat down beside me on the other arm and we talked normally for a few minutes.  The storm got worse and the sky darkened completely and I was sort of shaking from it all, so I snuggled next to him and he placed his arm around me and told me, “Now there boy, don’t be afraid of a little rain and wind, they can’t hurt you.”

He made me feel safe and as I did, something happened that was embarrassing.  My cock became hard and pointed up like a tent pole in my pants.

I noticed it right away and wanted to force it down but I couldn’t, I really had little control of it then.  Gus also saw it and smiled and said, “Your solider is saluting.  Maybe you should borrow my bathroom and rub him down.”

I laughed a bit and turned red, as he told me, “There is nothing to be ashamed of Master Tim.  When you reach my age you will think back on these days and say to yourself, I wish my solider was as happy now as he was then.”

I felt something strange inside me and it was like a part of me that dreamed awoke and spoke in place of me then as I said, “Can you show me what this is really for?  Can you help me understand what to do with it Gus?”

“Well now…that’s a bit different…I mean Tim my boy…you should know how to…” Gus paused as the rain grew heavier and the room darkened to where we couldn’t even see the front yard any more and then he said, “Well I could show you, but what if I were to do it?  Would you be spreading my name around the town as one who shows young boys who don’t know?  Would you now?  That would not be a kindly thing if it were to happen young Tim.  Too many would think me a nasty old bugger of boys.”

“I promise not to say a word to anyone Gus,” I spoke so honestly and then blurted out, “Not even Kenny.”

“Well lad you seem honest enough, okay stand up there and let’s get started,” Gus said as he helped me to my feet and turned me to face him.

“Now Tim, drop your trousers and pull down your shorts for me lad,’ he said as he smiled broadly.

I did just as he asked me to and exposed my stiff little three inch cock to his eyes.  He smiled as he saw that I was almost hairless but I had a set of balls equal to the size of my cock.  He held then gently for a second as my cock jerked by itself.  He patted it lightly and it flipped up and down a couple of times making me go crazy.

“Alright now, watch me Tim,” Gus said as he stood up and dropped his pants and pulled down his shorts and flopped his five inch cock out.  It was that size limp.  He slowly started to rub it up and down and as he did it began to grow until he was now seven and hard.  I watched him moving up and down on it and I followed suit.  In a matter of seconds my cock was pulsing and I could feel something about to happen just as Gus grabbed me with his mouth.  He sank his mouth to my cock and over it as I exploded into him.  I heard him gulp and moan and it sounded happy.  He looked up with a bit of my cream on his lip and I kissed him which he accepted and returned and suddenly I was hoisted up and my pants and shoes removed completely along with my underwear.  He undone my shirt and let it fall and the holding me in his arms in the dark dim light during the storm, he began to kiss me all over.  When he reached my cock again he sucked it and I watched and when I began to grow hard once more he stopped.  Picking me up like a doll he placed me on the sofa as he stripped himself naked.  He rather large bulging cock pointed right at me and then he picked me back up and carried me into his bedroom and closed and locked the door.

My heart was beating like a drum as he held my cock in his hand and slowly caressed it and then without any words between us, he slid his mouth over it once more and turned his cock to where it was an inch from my lips.  He sucked me gently and slow and then looking back at me for a second, I moved duplicate what he was doing to me by doing it to him.  Mouth accepted it and sank down far as possible over it and then in a few seconds I began to suck up and down on it madly.  I cam in his mouth again quickly but I didn’t stop sucking his cock until I had tasted his cum, all of it.  I sucked him for sometime and when he did cum, I slurped it up, all of its salty twang and tangy thickness.  His hands moved to caress my ass and then he started to fondle my asshole with a finger as he moved to me and we kissed.  His tongue went into my mouth and swirled around easily and just as I felt my own cock getting hard, his was slowly edging into my now petted hole.  My legs were being pushed up and over and wide apart as he mounted me and inserted his cock in me and I cooed loudly at first and the it sort of hurt until he pumped me a few times.  He rode me like I have never been ridden since.  He was masterful at his art and he made me so happy.  When he came in me, I begged for more.

He had just pulled out of me when I saw his cum glistening on the head of his cock and moved down and sucked and licked it off until it was all gone. 

He walked me back into the living room naked just as the storm was ending, and we dressed quickly before anyone could see us.  Then as he sat back down on the sofa he told me, “Now young Tim that is what your sex organ is for, it’s called a pecker and a mighty tasty one it is.  If you be a mind to repeat your lesson with old Gus, you come a calling anytime you wish.  Just make sure this is our shared secret and no one else is ever to know a thing.”

I agreed and when the rain ended I left and skipped all the way home.  After changing I came back to Kenny’s and we played, but I never said a word.  I could tell over the next several days that Gus would watch me more.  He was lonely and a widower and I think as I went by each day that he appreciated me as well.

So a week later on an early Saturday morning I told my mom as she left for work that I was going to stay home.  She smiled at me asked why, and when I said, “I just need some time alone.”

She giggled and said, “Now Tim, I was young once and I do know what that means.  Make sure you are not with somebody else, especially a little girl.’

So I kept my promise to her and then I called Gus and invited to my house and to my surprise he would not come over, but he told me to come see him.  So I went down the back alley and walked to his back door instead of going in the front. 

He was waiting for me with a huge grin and as soon as I walked in, he swept me into his arms and stripped me naked.  Carrying me into his bedroom he sucked my cock as he undressed then without a word, we made love for hours. 

I secretly saw him until he moved away when I turned 17.  I still think of him now and even after I met my latest lover, I wonder if Gus would still want me if he were around today?

   But I didn't know what else to do. My hand thrusted up and down. I wasn't feeling anything "good" I increased the pressure. The pressure inside my cock seemed to grow. My other hand stroked over my nipple. For some reason, I was very sensitive in that spot.

    A slight moan escaped me as the pressure and speed became higher. A weird tingling came in my legs. My cock felt like it would burst. I closed my eyes and imagined fucking a pussy. By now i was gripping it as hard as I could.

   Another moan came out. The pleasure was incredible. I felt a slight pain in my balls. I heard a moan come from the computer. Another porn was running now. I watched as the man fucked the young girl's pussy. She moaned in ectasy.

   My hand was now moving so fast, I couldn't even see it. The tingling on the legs came back. A moan escaped from my mouth. Then suddenly, spurts of my white sperm flew into the air. My body felt weak. I couldn't grab unto my cock. I panted. There was a pain in my balls.

   Some of the sperm got on my hands. I played with it. On the porn, the man had just cummed into the girl's mouth, and she drank it hungrily down. I looked at my hand, and my body covered in cum. I brought it to my mouth, and put a little to my mouth.

   This act of ectasy brought the feeling of bursting in my cock back. Now knowing what to do, I began to jack off again. This time, more confidently.

The gown falls from your shoulders. Your arms hang limply by your side. Your eyes are closed. We break our kiss and my tongue follows the route taken by my fingers. Down your chin, it touches so lightly. It follows the contour of your neck and when it reaches your breast it circles each one slowly in tighter and tighter circles until it is touching your now erect nipples through your bra. I run you round. You respond without question. I gently rub your back while my tongue follows the path of your spine. I see the back of your panties are thong style. When I reach it you involuntarily spread your legs a little anticipating what I am going to do I move them a little wider and bend you over. The cotton strip doesn’t cover your sex. I tell you to spread your legs more and bend right over. You obey without question. The lips of your sex are spread. They glisten with wetness. My tongue travels between the cheeks of your bum and circles your sex lips. I don’t touch your pleasure bud, but just circle it, around and around. Sometimes I push my tongue right inside your tight vagina and let the juices flow onto it. Then, when I am wet I continue to tease your pussy. You are bent double and your legs can go no wider apart. I tell you to stay in that position. I quietly remove my shirt and the rest of my clothes drop to the floor. I am naked behind you. My erection  is like steel and the end of my hard cock glistens and runs with my love juices. I unhook your bra and it slides off your arms and falls to  floor. Your breasts are naked. I stand close behind you. My  hard cock is between your legs. It brushes your nether lips. I move closer behind you and pull you close to me. We are like spoons in the draw. I put my arms around you and cup your breast. I gently massage your erect nipples. I cup your breasts in my hands. I push my hips towards you. The head of my cock slides along the lips of your sex. You are aching to take me inside you. To feel me stretch the sides of your cunt so very, very wide. To feel me pound myself mercilessly inside you, but no, that will have to wait. I cannot empty my cum inside you until you are completely satisfied, but before that we had forgotten that we had arranged to go out. I pull away from you and tell you that we will finish it later. I tell you to get dressed but wear no thong and wear hold up stockings. You protest slightly but know that it is no good. You know that I am going to tease you when we are out, when we are in the car, when we are in a restaurant. You will be continually wet thinking of what is to come. We walk out to the car. It is a dark night but clear and bright. There are stars in the sky. I open the car door for you. You drop down onto the car seat. I close the door quietly. The seat is leather and you slide about on it. I walk around the car and get in. You look at me but I don’t look back. I tell you to move your dress from underneath you so that your bare ass is on the leather. You do as you are bidden. Your bottom sticks to the leather. I tell you to undo the buttons right down the front of your dress. I tell you to keep your bra on but to pull your breasts out so that they are hanging out, erect, over the top of the cups. I tell you to sit with your bottom well forward on the seat and your legs as far apart as they will go. This is how you will be when we are driving. I Lean over and kiss first one nipple, and then the other and then I kiss you full on the mouth. My finger finds your sex lips and slips just slightly inside your wetness. You try to move your legs wider but the car isn’t wide enough. Gently stroke your clitoris while I kiss you then suddenly break away completely, put on my seatbelt and tell you to do the same. I start the car and drive away. You are totally exposed but it is dark so no-one can see you. We drive a short way out onto open roads. The car, now warm glides effortlessly along. It is automatic so I drive with one hand. I put my free hand onto your leg. I gently stroke it  from your knee to your thighs. When I reach the top of your thighs. I graze your sex slightly and move back down again. I do this many times. When my hand reaches your sex, you groan and I retreat. You say that you cannot stand this much longer. But you must. I stop the car in a quiet spot. I tell you to lean over and release me from my pants. You eagerly take my massive erection from its bounds and without being asked just take it right into your mouth. You rub it up and down all the time sucking it. I tell you to play with yourself while you suck me but to keep spread so that I can see what you do. I notice your smooth pussy. Freshly waxed. I am approving thus far. Your hand moves between your legs and you search for your own pleasure spot. You try to spread your legs as wide as they will go, doing just as you are told. It allows easier access to your stroking fingers. You circle your clitoris slowly with your finger tips and thrust your smooth mound towards me so that I can better see what you are doing. You spread your cunt lips and pull the hood back from your bud to reveal it in its swollen glory. You are dripping wet. You start to rub faster. You wank my massive erection at the same speed as you finger your clit. Your mouth is just over the end of my rock hard cock, ready to catch my juice when it spurts out. You are wanking us both off at the same speed. You fuck your mouth with my cock. Your hips buck in time with your motions. Your body arches in spasm, again and again. Your mouth gapes wide but is filled with the end of my erection. My cock is dripping with precum. I am ready to explode but I hold back intentionally. You fall back in the seat and instinctively move your legs back together. You still hold my cock. Your mouth has abandoned me. I tell you to fasten your clothes but still sit with your legs apart. I haven’t finished with you yet. You slowly dress your self and adjust your position on the car seat with your legs as wide as they will go. I am ready to burst but know that in a few minutes my lust will subside.  I will generate more spunk so that when I finally fill you there will be massive amounts squirting inside your cunt (or your mouth or your arse or just all over your face and tits). I have all evening to decide how I will use you. I am about to put myself back into my pants. It isn’t easy as I am still massively hard. The end of my cock glistens. I tell you to suck me clean so that I can dress. You take the end of my cock in your hot wide mouth and suck all the juice from me. I tell you that it is now clean enough. You sit up and I dress.

I start the car and we drive slowly off from our parking spot and onto the road. Soon we are in town. We decide to have a quick drink and then eat. We pull up outside a smart wine bar. The lights are low, but it looks warm and full of atmosphere. I park the car. You ask if I think you look OK. I reply that you look fine. You put some more lipstick on, holding your mouth invitingly wide as you do so. I think of filling it with my cock. Later I will fuck your mouth. It can wait.

We get out of the car and go into the wine bar.

 

Well? Do you want more?

From above, the spectacle is hugely gratifying. People moving like busy ants, filling every street, snaking between cars jammed on the roads, such a pleasure to look at! The smell of pollution hangs thickly in the air, as does that of the countless layers of fake scent that people feel the need to wear.

I await on top of an old decrepit building, eyeing those people like a hawk, for indeed I am a hawk amidst scuttling mice. The thought makes me laugh. I am in a good mood at the moment. Probably from the blood roaring through my brain. Every smell is more defined, every sound is a thunderclap in my ears, the smallest insect crawling on a wall is a graffiti sprayed over my eyes.

The rest of my dinner lies discarded behind me. I can still taste it on my tongue. I run my tongue over my still wet lips and moan contentedly. I get up and stretch. It’s time to go hunting again. I barely spare a glance at the ruined body on the cold roof. He was a man in his mid-thirties who exercised regularly but smoked from time to time; his blood was that mush tastier.

Yeah, I just said his blood. What, I didn’t tell you? So silly from my part… I’m a vampire. Uh-uh, that’s right, a bloodsucker. No shit, I ain’t kidding. You still don’t believe me? Look at these. Aren’t they a little big for a normal mouth? Fake teeth? Don’t make me laugh! Those were outdated, like, last millennia! Okay, you need more proof, I can understand. Wait here.

There, see that homeless dude? Watch. No, I can’t fly but I can jump. *comes back after a minute* Stop struggling, you’ll mess my clothes! A’right, you forced my hand… *this part has been censored due to extreme violence and gore* There, you happy? What, you scared now? Oh, it’s the blood… I told him he’d mess my clothes. Well anyway, you believe me now? Oh, you do. Good. Where was I? Yeah, the roof…

The sounds of heavy bass and a guitar solo draw my ears. A rock concert, how charming. And I was getting a little hungry. The fall to the ground floor would kill any man, but then, I am not a man. I barely grunt as my knees bend when I land. I come out of the alley without a care. Let the cops find the two bodies. If they can…

The concert has been going strong for almost an hour when I reach it. An old warehouse, rearranged to house parties and shows like this one. Probably full of wannabe goths and punkers. God, I hate those, they’re so wrong. I shake my head as I walk through the door. What do you mean I can’t go in uninvited? Oh, you saw it in Buffy the fucking Vampire Slayer, so it must be true, that’s what you’re telling me?

*sigh* Forget all you know about vamps. All those books and movies do have something resembling truth in it but they are mostly inaccurate. We can’t fly, we can’t make other vamps just by biting someone, we don’t turn to cinders in the sun, we don’t turn into bats at night to hunt, we don’t dress in black, we don’t fear crosses or bibles. Christopher Pike was probably the closest who came to what we really are.

We can jump very high or fall from great distances without a scratch. We do drink blood, not on a regular basis –there are just so many homeless- but we are quite fond of it. Yeah, it sustains us, blah, blah, blah, crap. We just drink it for fun, it’s like a good wine. We can go a long time without drinking it, but the thirst becomes quite overwhelming at times. We can eat garlic, drink blessed water, walk across running water, reproduce… *wriggles eyebrow* yeah, that way, you pig. But there’s a catch. We can only have kids with other vamps. With an ordinary human, we’re like sterile.

Vampirism is a curse. It’s a disease. It’s a boon. It’s beyond your wildest… no, that won’t do. It’s fucking great is what it is! Yeah, it’s all that. You live forever but sometimes, you wish you were dead. Trust me, I know. Well, back to the story. What about the blood on my clothes, you tell me? This is a concert, I can pretend I dropped a pitcher of syrup on my shirt and I’ll strut in like I’m the shit.

Back to the hunt. The smell of alcohol is heavy in the air. Underage kids are already passed out on the floor and are almost getting trampled on by the hysteric crowd. Black leather and white makeup prevail in the sea of people. I search for the source of all beers, hoping to snag a pretty one on my way.

The bartender looks like a Drill Sarge with his huge biceps and his haircut. He barely spares me a glance but serves me an ice cold one seconds after I call him. Yeah, being a bloodsucking fiend has its advantages. You could say I exude an aura. It varies according to the people around me. Men see me as a pretty average looking fellow, but one you would not want to mess with. They unconsciously avert their gaze and are uneasy around me.

For women, it’s another thing. They sense this magnetism that pulls them despite themselves. I get more that a handful of stares as I sip my Bud. Twenty minutes after I buy my drink, I have already been accosted by half a dozen girls waiting to be fucked and even a couple of men. It’s all quite flattering but I do have my standards.

I hear a voice order a Bud. The voice is sensuous, almost sultry as the bartender hands over the thing. I am intrigued. It cannot be one of those underage anorexic bunnies. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a sparkling black dress sitting on a stool. The bar is the only place worth visiting in this warehouse. The stage is quite far away so the buzz of conversation is audible despite the amplified wails that the singer seems to like so much.

The woman pays me no attention as she sips her beer coolly. I wait and watch. A burly man sits beside her, flashing his Rolex as he hands the bartender a five hundred bill. Gold chains on his arms, gold necklace, gold earrings, a regular pimp with too much to spend.

He tries to fire her up but fails miserably. The woman continues sipping with not a care in the world. He insists, even proposing her money for some time with him. An uncultured swine. She gives him the cold shoulder and a slap. His eyes widen in shock, then outrage and his hand closes into a fist. He raises it and brings it down.

In an instant, I am on my feet. The beefy hand is twice as big as mine but two fingers suffice to block it. He struggles, trying to force me aside but a head butt changes his mind and he staggers to the nearest restroom, holding his shattered nose in one hand. The bartender nods approvingly and I return the gesture. I turn to the woman and get my first good look at her.

She is splendid. Long legs, black knee-high leather boots, a black dress sparkling with black studs, cut low on the cleavage and high on the legs. The hem is maybe four inches below her slender waist. As my eyes travel up, I see what appears to be a C-cup fitted snuggly in the black velvety material. Her face is charming. Green eyes, probably contacts. Defined cheekbones. Full lips, so red, so full of blood. A touch of the delicious liquid touches her cheeks as she murmurs a thank you.

“My pleasure. I dislike seeing women getting bashed.”

“Would you like a drink, as thanks?”

“I already have one,” I say, nodding to my unfinished beer. I have to set the hook firmly before I haul the catch. “But you can grant me a dance.”

She laughs and I mentally approve my choice. She starts a conversation as we drink.

“I couldn’t help but notice that you didn’t look at me twice since I sat down.”

“Funny, I noticed the same thing.”

She smiles suggestively. “I like men who do not seem to care.”

“Do I seem not to care?”

“Maybe you do.” There is a twinkle in her eyes as she says that.

I finish my beer just as she does hers and I stand up, offering my hand. She smiles, takes it, gets up and follows me to the dance floor. Dance floor is a wrong word. These people do not dance; they jump around like crazy, trying to squash their bodies together. It is kind of fun, if you have a busty babe grinding herself into you with every move.

She tosses her jet black hair around as she wipes her head as crazily as everyone around her. The band starts a tune that doesn’t seems like fingernails scratching a board and I start jumping too. Soon after, as our bodies get heated and closer, she presses her ass into my crotch and squeezes my left butt cheek. I know I have her, now. Her name is Rina and she wants to go someplace more private.

I take her to my apartment. On the way, she clings to my arm, giggling like a drunken schoolgirl. We stagger inside and her mouth is on mine as soon as the door is closed. My coat drops to the floor in no time and her tongue explores the confines of my mouth.

She pulls back and giggles once more. Her cheeks flare beautifully and I have to restrain myself not to bite her right now. She darts away as I try to snag her arm. She saunters to the bedroom and drops on the bed in a seductive pose. I smile appreciatively. She slowly lowers the straps holding her loose dress over her bare shoulders and slides them down her arms, moving slowly and so sexily.

Her milky breasts burst free as soon as the cloth is down to her navel. She shows off her navel ring, a single metal loop with a jade stone. The dress finds its way to the floor and she remains clad in her panties and her boots. I reach for my buttons and slowly undo them, slipping my shirt off my chiseled body. Interest sparks in her eyes as she studies the hard sinews under my skin.

My black pants are next. I unbuckle my belt and let them slide to the floor of their own accord, then step out of them. My dick is already tenting my boxers. It aches for release but I have something else to do right now. She spreads her legs as I move my lips to her pussy. A gentle kiss on the fabric than I kiss her mouth with all the passion in me. She nibbles on my lower lip as my hands cup her titties. A moan escapes her as I massage them gently.

My tongue touches hers and we dance a ballet of love in our mouths, exchanging saliva like two sex-crazed teens. I pull back and latch onto a breast. The skin is so smooth, I cannot resist. A sharp cry tells me I have bitten a little hard. No matter. As I suck some of her blood, she moans in the pleasure that pain gives. My tongue swirls around the nipple, licking it and sucking on it. I kiss her again and she tastes her own blood.

I take off her panties and the scent of her womanhood assaults my nostrils. My cock twitches in its confines. I drop my head to her legs and proceed to please her. She moans and bucks as my tongue does the movement I have practiced so long. She almost comes as she grinds my face into her cunny with her hands. I pull back just in time to avoid her orgasm. She pouts but quickly smiles when I lower my boxers.

My dick is not that big but, what with science, it has grown to a decent eight inches long and half again an inch wide. I pump it a few times and a bead of precum oozes out of the slit. Her full lips part as I guide it into a waiting hole.

I moan as her tongue licks my dickhead. The tiny piercing on her organ brings me pleasure like I have rarely known. She moves up and down my shaft, taking it fully into her mouth and throat. She sucks it enthusiastically and I moan all the while. After studying Tantric arts and the Kama Sutra in depth, I have become something of an expert on holding back my ejaculation. She has been sucking me for a good fifteen minutes before I gently tug on her hair and pull myself out. She looks disappointed but a quick kiss on the lips calms her.

Her tongue meets mine briefly as we embrace and fall on the bed. She spreads her legs as I place my dickhead at the entrance of her warm pussy. I tease her a little, rubbing it all over her lips, parting them with my fingers and rubbing myself along her slit. She lets out an exasperated groan and tries to force me inside her. I laugh as I plunge fully into her glory hole.

The feeling is great. I moan as her tightness slowly convulses around my length. She squeezes me through her inner muscles and smiles as I try to pull back. She laughs as I half-heartedly try to escape her clutches. I lean over and bite her right breast. She squeals as blood flows to my mouth again. My mind swoons and it is all I can do to resist draining her dry.

I retreat and thrust inside her mechanically at first, getting the engine started. She warms up and I become more forceful. I push her up the mattress with every thrust, pressing down and forward. She wraps her slender legs around my waist and moans every time I am in her. I use my not inconsequential strength to lift her up, legs still around my waist, and carry her to the wall.

There, I press her back against the cold white paint and proceed to hump her with almost inhuman speed. Being a vampire has many advantages. As I pound her already sore cunt, she orgasms, sending juices running down my legs and hers, wetting the wall behind her. I still do not stop and continue my relentless assault. She has another one right after the first. She hangs on to dear life as I slam her back into the wall. She will be sore if she survives the night.

As she climaxes, I let myself go, emptying my balls into her womb. As the throes of a toe-curling orgasm hits her, she arches her back, presenting me her delicious neck. I bite her and she squeezes me in a muffled scream. The blood flows form the tiny wounds in her flesh and I suck greedily. She begins to release my body as she grows steadily limper. I enjoy biting them beautiful gals while they’re in immense pleasure. It makes their blood rush to their head and the added adrenaline is exquisite. I let go of the corpse’s neck. Her head hangs loosely at her side. Her body is still warm and I am still hard. I thrust inside her for good measure and withdraw. She slides to the floor, joining what little blood I could not drink and the puddle of our secretions.

I wipe myself on her clothes and throw them at her side. My recent activities have energised me. I am positively humming with power. I dress more appropriately, a clean shirt and slacks. The night is still young and I can hunt during the day I must. I stuff the body in a large black bag and cram it into my trash. The blood I wipe with some regret. The girl is no longer on my mind. There will be others, prettier than her and more experienced. If they are good enough, I will let them live.

I take the trash upstairs, on the roof. After a few bounces, I am well away from the crime scene. I dump the body in a heap of junk on a highway. Another victim of a sex crazed wacko. The police will let it go as soon as they see they have no proof. As I head back to my apartment, I pick up a peculiar smell. I stop and smile. Glancing down, I see a couple of teenagers getting it on behind a couple of bushes. I drop down and observe them.

Voyeurism is nice from time to time and I wait until they are finished. The boy hastily puts his clothes back on and vanishes. The girl looks at him with disgust and tries to find her clothes. I can hear her weeping. I emerge from my cover and walk towards her. She might need comforting and the night is still so young…

 

 

 

Carol went to get us drinks and Cathy said, “Sally went to visit a friend, she will be back later; it is a good thing that we are here, mom is hurting over the way that bastard left her for a younger woman. I don’t even want to think about what she would be like if we weren’t here!”

 

“I am expecting a phone call today from a private detective, he is gathering information on them, once we get it, we will devise a plan to get back at the mother-fuckers. So don’t worry baby, we will make them pay for what they did to your mom!” Carol brought back drinks; we lounged, swam and chatted the rest of the day.

 

Later that afternoon, I received my call and made plans for the downfall of the two lowdown cheaters that hurt Carol. The first thing I did was to call Bertha and she promised to be here in the morning.

 

The next day we purchased two motel rooms near the bar that Carol’s husband stopped in for a few drinks every day after he finished work. We made sure that his new main-squeeze was at home. Bertha was sent to the bar to lure the unsuspecting fool to the motel room. There was no doubt in my mind that Bertha could do the job. The ebony stripper was so sexy that she could arouse a dead man!!! Carol’s seductive redhead neighbor Tracy and Carol, Sally and Cathy were told to wait in the room while I went to the bar to watch Bertha work.

 

The tall seductive ebony goddess slid on a bar stool next to the drooling white husband and gave him an enticing smile that made him stutter when he ordered her a drink. Twenty minutes later, I followed them as they strolled arm and arm back to the motel. I watched as the couple entered the room and then I joined the girls next-door. There was a hidden video camera in their room and we had two more cameras just in case. I told them, “Listen to them and I will tell you when to make a move. Timing is everything! I am sheriff Vera and you are my white pussy posse!!!”

 

I called Ann, the bitch that was living with the fool, and told her that he was in room 224 at the Blue Bird motel with another woman! We listened and waited; I informed the white pussy posse that we would drop a powerful aphrodisiac in her drink when the opportunity arose. Bertha was to make sure that the door was unlocked, so as to assure that Ann could catch them in the act. The bed was banging against the wall and we knew that Bertha was fucking his brains out when Ann approached the room.

 

The slender brown-haired woman burst in the room screaming, “What the hell is going on here? You son of a bitch!! Get your whore out of here and try to explain yourself!”

 

Bertha jumped off the bed and threw the 5’5” young woman on the bed. She quickly cuffed the stunned husband to the bathroom door and returned her attention to the white woman on the bed. Just as she was getting up, Bertha grabbed her wrist and pinned her to the bed! “Are you crazy? Let me go or you will be in a lot of trouble, I will have you arrested!”

 

Bertha looked down at the frightened bitch and said, “You are the one that is in trouble!!! Have you ever had that little tongue of yours up a hot black pussy? I want you to lick and suck my horny cunt until I tell you to stop. Do you understand?”

 

Bertha moved her shaved black pussy to within inches of the white girl’s ruby red lips. The girl pleaded, “No, please doesn’t make me do this!! Please stop, I’m sorry, just let me go.”

 

The pleading words became muffled when Bertha kissed the pink lips with her black pussy lips. The black bombshell face fucked the white bitch with fervor. Ann ceased all efforts to resist and sucked the sopping cunt to several cum flowing orgasms. The white pussy posse burst in the room and stared at the lewd display on the bed. Being voyeurs, they fingered their aroused cunts as Big Bertha dominated the white bitch and fucked her face furiously. Ann surrendered her will to the authoritative black woman, she desperately wanted to please her new mistress, she licked and sucked the sopping black cunt with passion!

 

I told the white pussy posse to take pictures as I fucked Carol’s husband against the bathroom door. He was so hot from watching his little woman being molested that he shot his load in my hot cunt right away. When Bertha finally removed her cunt from the white girl’s glistening face, I offered her a drink. The thirsty girl drank down the soda that contained the substance that would turn her pussy into a burning lust hole that could not be satisfied!

 

I then sat on her hungry mouth and told her to suck her man’s cum out of my black pussy. She eagerly complied and then drained the cunts of the white pussy posse! I told Carol that I could see what her old man saw in the bitch; Her hot little mouth could suck like a fucking vacuum cleaner!!!

 

I had Carol’s husband eat Ann’s steamy cunt while I took a couple of her pictures down to the bar. A group of men came back to the room and paid one hundred dollars each to fuck Ann. As they left, they were encouraged to tell others and send them back to the room. Carol’s husband was used as a douche bag and he kept Ann’s sloppy cunt clean!!! It was a very good day; I made a cool$3600.00. Our little fuck-slut took on 36 guys and still craved more cock!

 

I sternly informed Carol’s husband to start divorce proceedings and to give Carol whatever she wants or the pictures will turn up everywhere! I took off his handcuffs and sent him home, telling him that I would send him his little whore when I finished with her.

 

We went to an all black bar and I put all five white bitches to work, some went back to the motel room, some took a white bitch to the men’s room and others got blow jobs in the booth. I am not going to say how much money they made for me; suffice to say that it was the most money that I ever earned in one day. We stayed until closing time and I could have used a brinks truck!! I handed Bertha a grand for her help and thanked her. We even discussed her quitting her stripping job and her working with me full-time!

 

When we got back to Carol’s home, I handed them all a thousand each and that did not even put a dent in my earnings!!! The five white sluts did a fantastic job. They took on all the men and woman at that black bar and could have handled a lot more if the bar didn’t close. They all did good but I was not surprised that my little Cathy was the most popular of them all.

 

Ann was told that she could stay or leave, the choice was hers, I was pleased when she decided to stay with us. They all cheered when they were told that tomorrow would be a day off and we would have a pool party!

 

The next evening we all gathered at the pool, we sipped drinks, enjoyed each others company and splashed in the water and we even danced with each other. Ann borrowed a bathing suit from Carol and Tracy was the sexiest of all in her pink bra and panties.

 

A young man and woman next-door were staring at us and I waived at them. They were invited to join us for a drink. The young couple easily stepped over the small cement yard-divider. I asked them if they were brother and sister. The girl replied, “We are husband and wife; why would you think that?”

 

I said, “It’s just that you are both tall with blue eyes and blonde hair, you both look fit and you are both beautiful. The old saying that opposites attract definitely does not apply to you two.” The attractive couple sipped their drinks and talked freely. They introduced themselves as Tom and Susan, who were both twenty years old.

 

Tracy grabbed the handsome young husband and danced with him. The alluring redhead held her sexy body close to him. Susan was clearly unhappy watching the seductive dance and when Tracy pressed her ruby red lips to his, the young wife was going to break it up when I put my arms around her and began dancing! I pressed my big boobs into her nice size tits and whispered in her ear, “You are one hot little white slut!! I want to fuck you!!!” Bertha followed my lead and danced with the young blonde wife from behind, Bertha was grinding her horny twat into the girl’s buttocks and her huge tits into her back.

 

The girl was trembling with fear and pleaded, “Let me go, you are both women, what are you doing? Please let me go to Tom!!”

 

Bertha told her’ “Your husband is busy right now, look over and see for yourself, he is sucking a big tit and soon his dick will be shoved up that hot redhead’s flaming pussy! So just relax and let us show you the joys of black cunt. I can tell that you are hot and want to try something different!”

 

She panicked when she saw her husband go to his knees and lick the smoldering pussy surrounded with red hair! She struggled to get free but we held her tight. I told her, “You are the cream in the center of an Oreo cookie. Your pussy is going to gush cum, when you see the voluptuous redhead show you how to fuck your husband and he is going to cum when he sees us fucking his sweet little wife!!!”

 

Bertha and I slipped out of our bathing suits and removed Susan’s clothing; she turned her head and stared at Tracy sucking on her husband’s stiff cock. Berth got down and kissed all over the blonde wife’s shapely buttocks and I gave her sweet blonde pussy a tongue-lashing. We vigorously tongue fucked her horny holes until she reached a rousing orgasm. We laid her on the grass and Bertha ate her pussy while I straddled her sweet face and lowered my sopping cunt to her waiting mouth!

 

The sweet little white wife took to my black pussy like a kid takes to candy! She gobbled up my whole box of chocolates. She feasted like it was the best meal of her life, no doubt, it was! My juices leaked down her face as Bertha tongued her to another orgasm. Bertha and I switched places and fucked her for another hour.

 

As soon as she was able to move, the young wife looked over at her husband and watched Sally mount his cock as Tracy rode his face. Cathy and Carol licked her pussy while she watched her husband shoot his load up Sally’s cunt as he lapped Tracy’s smoldering slit.

 

Tracy and Sally sat on the young wife’s face and made her eat their pussies. She recognized the taste of her husband’s cum in Sally’s cunt! Bertha sucked tom’s cock hard again and fucked him passionately while I sat on his face and fucked his tongue with my pungent pussy!  We all relaxed with a drink after our outrages orgy. Tom jumped at the chance to spend some time with the white pussy posse while Bertha and I took Susan out for a drink.

 

WE went back to the same black bar and I told all of the customers not to mention money to Sally. I took her back to the men’s room and watched two black studs fuck her pussy and ass. Bertha watched the door and sent in new John’s as the old one’s left. We charged $200.00 each for the beautiful young white housewife and earned $4600.00, not bad for three hours. The well- fucked wife could hardly walk after taking on all of the black cocks, so we helped her walk to the car.

 

As we approached our vehicle an uptight nosey white bitch asked, “What’s wrong with her? What did you do to the poor girl? I’m going to call the police and we shall see!” The 41 yr. old stringy haired bitch removed her cell-phone from her purse.

 

Before she could dial, I snatched it from her hand, grabbed a fist full of her long brown hair, and pulled her kicking and screaming into the alley. Bertha and Susan followed us to the back of the alley. I slapped her face and punched her stomach, demanding, “Strip bitch, or we will rip that stupid suit off of your sorry ass body.

 

The slightly overweight woman suddenly froze with fear and cowed. Saying, “I’m sorry, I should never have got involved in your business, please forgive me, I’ll just go now.”

 

I ripped her suit coat off and her buttons popped, I sternly told her, “You better strip naked right now or I will rip it all off and you won’t have a thing to wear when we get through with you.” The frightened white woman quivered, and nervously disrobed down to her underwear.

 

I angrily tore off her bra and panties, forced her to her knees and held the back of her head in place as she licked and sucked all of the cum from the young wife’s cunt and ass!! Susan produced more juice for her to lick up. I almost smothered her as I furiously fucked her face. Then Bertha had her turn and squeezed her long black legs so tight when she was about to cum that, I thought that she was going to crush the white woman’s skull!!!

 

I almost let her go when I noticed two cheap looking black hookers on the sidewalk; I waved my hand and beckoned them to come to me. The young skinny girls asked me what I wanted. I asked them how much money they got for sex? “WE get $20.00 each, why do you want to know? Do you want us to eat your pussies?”

 

“No, thank you girls, but this little white fuck slut wants to suck your cunts dry! Would $40.00 be ok?”

 

They grabbed the cash and exclaimed, “Sure, that would be great!” We could smell the stinking cunts from where we were standing, no wonder the white woman was choking and gagging! After that, we led the disorintated woman to the bar. We took her to the men’s room and charged $50.00 each. We only got 7 takers, Oh, well, $350.00 is better than nothing. The bitch started crying and said she had to go home and cook dinner for her husband. I laughed and told her that he could eat all of the cum out of her stinking cunt! I told her that I would send someone back with her clothes. I handed her clothes to one of our clients at the bar and told the men that the rest of the night was on the house and that the whore was waiting in the men’s room for some more black cock. I told him that he could give the bitch her clothes when they were finished with her!

 

It was late when we got home but the girls were still having their way with Tom. Somehow, it did not bother Susan anymore. I was proud of her, getting over of her jalousie like that. There was a message on the answering machine; it was Tony, and he left the number of a rich black couple that would pay considerably for the pleasure of a white blonde girl or two in their bed! I called them and agreed to be at their house at noon tomorrow. Susan gave me a sultry smile and said, “Let me go with you, Tom will be totally worn out and it sounds kinky!”

 

The next afternoon, a big black maid ushered us into a spacious and elegant mansion. The maid’s name was Mona, and I could not help but think that she was much too sexy to be a maid! We sat in the living room and were served drinks, introduced and were told that we would be given ten thousand!!! Fifteen if Mona could join in.

 

Leo and Martha Johnson led us to their master bedroom, I instructed Cathy and Susan to disrobe. Leo and Martha were a black couple in their early forties’, both were slender and fit and the wife had small but perky tits. It turned out that Mona was an exotic dancer, had an affair with the couple and was offered more money than she earned as a dancer to live with them. As they undressed, I noticed that Martha had an extremely hairy pussy, Leo had a huge black cock and Mona had gigantic breasts, wide hips, was very black and had the biggest black buttocks that I had ever seen.

 

The two black women lay on their backs, Susan and Cathy feasted on their sizzling slits and Leo took turns poking the white girls pussies with his enormous black cock. Cathy was vigorously sucking on Martha’s hairy cunt when Leo removed his dick from Cathy’s hungry pussy and shoved it up her tiny brown hole! The blonde wife screamed out in agony, but her cries were muffled as Martha held her white face tight against the hairy black pussy! Leo moved over to Susan and pumped her white ass full of his hot cum!!! Cathy and Susan were ordered to use their mouths to get Leo’s big black cock hard again. The white girls lovingly used their oral skills to bring the black monster to life again. The two horny ebony women were now wearing big black strap-on dildos and the white girls got on top and fucked with fervor. Leo continued to tear them new ass holes with his big dick. Before we left, the Couple expressed their desire to become regular customers and were delighted when I informed them that I had other girls, including Cathy’s mother and younger sister.

 

When we got home, Cathy worshiped my black cunt with her mouth and brought me to a tremendous orgasm! I called everyone together for a meeting. Carol was informed that we were going to move in with her, I would sleep with Cathy, Bertha would share her bed with Sally and Ann would sleep with Carol. How ironic that Carol’s husband lost his lover to his wife!!! Carol was pleased that we would not conduct any business from her home. They would all fuck the customers elsewhere. 

 

Bertha was going to quit her job stripping and become my full time partner. I never imagined that being a pimp would be this lucrative; I smiled when I thought back and remembered that less than a year ago I was working in a supply room for peanuts! My, how my life had changed, and I owed it all to my sweet Cathy! Bertha was to take the girls out tonight and I was going to take Cathy out for a fine dinner.

 

After we finished our lobster-tail, Cathy and I sipped wine in a plush restaurant, I felt a warm glow when I gazed into her big blue-eyes and told her that we needed to seduce more white women and bring them into our stable. A frown formed on her angel face when she asked, “Don’t I work hard enough? Don’t we have enough women now? Why do we need more?”

 

I told her that we had more expenses. She wanted to know what expenses? I threw the keys to her brand new Mercedes on the table, along with a photo of the car. “Oh, my God, a red convertible!” The excited young wife exclaimed as she sat on my lap and passionately kissed me full on the lips! We received disapproving stares from the patrons and help in the dinning room but we didn’t care, we were happy.

 

On the way to the dealer to pick up her car, Cathy inquired about her husband, Rob. I told her not to worry, he could move in with us if he wanted. If not, he could always visit; after all, we weren’t that far away. Then I added that when he gets his vacation we would visit his mother and two sisters! Cathy’s beautiful smile turned to a look of concern when she thought of me with her husband’s mom and sisters!!!

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I was married soon after, and I did not stop jerking, but I slowed down to about once a week. , until a few months ago.  I had to out of town for a few weeks for work, and the first days I was good, on the second I bought an adult magazine to help ease the mood. About later I bought a bra, some stockings, a pack of thongs, and a bottle of vodka. After about ½ the bottle I called one of those mommy phone play lines.

I wore panties under my cloths the next day. When I had finished for the day, I went to and adult book store. I looked around and noticed that they had a preview room. I had never been in one and the girl behind the counter said it cost $10 to go to the back or $5 for a half hour in one the private booths. I gave her $5, she said door #4 , that my 30 minutes would start when the movie did, and when my time was up she was going to open the door “finished or not”.

I went into the booth and closed the door; there was a screen in front a roll of paper towels on the wall to my left with a small hole. On the right there was a small bench, and another hole. The lights dimmed and the screen came to life, It was a good seen but my mind was on the time limit, that’s when I heard the moaning from the booth next door. At first I tried to Ignore it, but curiosity got the better of me, I looked though the peep hole and saw a man playing with himself, I watched  a few seconds, and soon my was pulling my own rod. Then it dawned on me, “The other hole!” I turned to look and I could make out that some was indeed watching. My eyes returned to the blow job on the screen, and I soon popped my lode.

My life has not been the same since. I now live for the pleasure derived from my pants, I jerk whenever the mood strikes; I am no longer in control.

Zack came home from work to find the house buzzing with activity. Every day at home was a full of life with Zack his parents and younger sister all in once house.  Zack’s younger sister Sarah gathered a group of friends over for a few drinks and a movie. Everyone is gathered around in the kitchen sharing mixed drinks and a few beers.  The houses full of people caught Zack off guard. His whole ride home was spent rubbing his crotch through his pants waiting to get home and so he could relieve himself.  He stopped in the kitchen to grab himself a drink before heading to his bedroom to change.

After spending a few hours watching TV and relaxing he still felt an urge. Zack closed the door to his bedroom and put on a DVD. He began to think about the sexy girls at work now committed to his memory . It didn’t take him long at all to get into the video. He pulled off his t-shirt sat down on the bed. His dick is growing tight against his leg. He slowly unzipped his pants giving his dick some room to breathe. He wraps his had around the shaft of his dick and begins to stroke it slowly. A wave of pleasure comes over him as he can finally give his dick the attention that it needs. His hand continues to work up and down the shaft of his cock. He keeps pace with the girl getting deep dicked on the DVD.  He lets out a sigh as things really heat up. He starts to stroke harder as he gets more and more excited. His free hand is rubbing and pinching at his nipple. Almost off in his own world he gets pulled back by the sound of voices and footsteps. He was startled as he had thought everyone had gone home for the night. Between the sound of the porn and the bed springs whoever was outside of his room definitely knew he was up to something. He adjusted the volume and kept on with business.

At first he was a bit embarrassed at the thought of someone hearing him jerk off. As he got back into his rhythm the embarrassment turned into curiosity. He jerked his dick faster and faster thinking about one of his sister’s friends walking in and seeing his dick exposed.   He let out a solid moan as he stroked faster and faster while pinching his nipple. A flood of pleasure and relief poured through his body. His dick throbbed shooting out a thick stream of cum up into the air. Two more shots landed on his stomach. He continued to stroke his dick milking out every drop of cum. Zack did his best to keep the volume down knowing there were other people in the house, but his pent up tension did little to help.  “Oh well” he thought to himself. Sarah and her friends had all been drinking heavily at this point and would probably not remember anything the next day. Zack cleaned himself off and turned in to bed.

The next morning Zack woke up a little sticky from the previous night. He decided to take a shower so he through on his bathrobe and headed upstairs and down the hall. He gets in the shower and starts to wash off before he realizes there is only one small towel left in the bathroom. He finishes showering and gets out. He is soaking wet and dripping water all over the floor. Not wanting to get his robe wet he attempted to drape the half sized towel around his waist. It manages to cover up even less than it dries. He didn’t think twice about stepping out into the hallway to grab full size towels from the linen closet. He opens the closet and his mind starts to wander about last night’s fun.  He ends up spending three or four minutes out in the hallway in front of the closet.  He grabs his towels and turned around. Noticing out the corner of his eye that the door to the spare bedroom was cracked and he could see someone in the bed.  Bearing only a small towel for he knew that if he could see them they could see almost every bit of him.

He panics and walks down the hall. As he turns the corner to head down the stairs he stops and tries to get a better look of who is in the room, and more importantly if they have been paying any attention to him out in the hall. He gets back to his room and starts to think about what had just happened. He looks out the window and sees that a few of Sarah’s friends have spent the night. He can’t help but wonder if someone was in the room silently checking him out standing wet and almost naked in the hallway. Probably after listening to him jerk off the night before.  He can’t go on wondering so he grabs the small towel wraps himself up with it and heads back upstairs. He pretends not to notice the breeze between his legs from the lack of coverage. He walks back to the linen closet giving whoever is in the room full view of his still wet body. He turns his head to peek through the cracked door into the room.  His glance was intercepted by Brooke looking back at him. She hesitates before looking away pretending not to have noticed Zack in the hall.

He stands around for a few more minutes hoping she is bold enough to come out and make a move. He hears a gasp followed by a quite snicker. The thought of his sister’s friend checking him out did enough to arouse him to the point where the towel might as well been a neon sign.  He grabs another towel out of the closet and attempts to cover himself as he walks back to his room. Zack reluctantly closes the door  and towels off.

While waiting to dry off he jumps on the computer to check his messages and tries to take his mind off his newly developing fantasy.  He is in the middle of reading an email when a chat window pops up..  He isn’t sure who the message is from but the screen name looks familiar.

“You really should get a towel before taking a shower” it said.  “What the hell” he thinks. It must be Brooke messaging me from upstairs.

“Yea , that little towel I had wasn’t working out too well” he replied.

“You can say that again!” she says. He wonders where Brooke is going with this. Probably just wanting to pester him.

“I did get quite a view while you were standing there. You must not be used to living with people around” she comments.

“Why do you say that” he asked before fully realizing what she meant.

“You were a little noisy in there by yourself last night. And now you are walking down the hall with your boys hanging out.”

He sat for a moment thinking of how to reply back. Torn between embarrassment and arousal he wondered why she was telling him this.  His dick had already made up its mind and was stirring at the thought being ogled by a girl he didn’t really know.

“Are you there or are you playing with yourself again” she asks before he could reply to her previous message.

“No I’m not playing with myself. I’m just drying off and reading a few e-mails” He replied typing with one hand. The other already engaged rubbing the head of his dick.

“That’s a shame. I really had my hopes up.” She said ending the message with a smiley face.

“Oh really” he replies his dick now fully erect.

“After hearing you last night and getting a nice view of what you were playing with I am a little horny”

Zack carefully starts typing a reply message but hears a knock at the door before he can finish.  He gets up and walks towards the door wearing only a large towel wrapped around his waist. Zack opens the door to see Brooke standing there with a devious grin. Her eyes widen as she looks down to see a protrusion coming from beneath my towel.

“You were jerking off again I knew it!” she says smugly

“Yea, yea, you caught me.”  he says sarcastically

“And obviously just in time” she says as she steps toward me and brushes my dick through the towel.

His jaw drops stunned by her aggressiveness. She steps into his room pulling the door closed behind her.  She walks past Zack and sits in his desk chair leaning back comfortably. Zack comes back into the room still unsure of Brooke's motives.

He walks toward her sitting at his desk. Her eyes fixated on what his towel is failing to conceal.  She uses her finger to beacon him closer. Zack walks follows and is now standing right in front of her. She reaches out and tugs at the towel pulling it right down leaving Zack exposed. His dick is pointing straight now into the air now uninhibited. Brooke reaches out and grabs him by his dick tugging on it gently.  His pulse begins to race with excitement causing his dick to jump in her hands. 

“Did I do that” she asks while sliding her hands up and down his dick. Zack moans as she squeezes him tighter in her soft hands.  Zack inches closer to give her better access. He slides his hand down the front of her shirt cupping her soft tit in his hand. The excitement is almost too much for him to take. He starts to feel cum welling up in his balls. She strokes faster keeping a firm grip on his shaft while looking deep into his eyes. A drop of precum leaks from the tip of his dick. Brooke uses her thumb to smear it over the head of his dick causing him to moan and thrust forward. Another stream of precum leaks out. This time Brooke leans forward and licks it from the tip of his cock. The feeling of her warm moist tongue running across his dick was all it took to send him over the edge. Zack thrusts forward as he begins to cum.  Before she can pull her head away cum shoots from Zack’s dick into her mouth.  Another shot of warm thick cum lands on her lips and one more across her cheek. Her hand pumps his convulsing shaft draining him of cum. The last of it runs across her fingers and lands between her tits. Zack's eyes roll up in the back of his head his knees shaking and struggling to keep him upright. He looks down at Brooke worried that she’s about to kill him for cuming on her face. What he sees is even more of a turn on. While she was surprised by the sudden rush of thick white cum hitting her in the face she was far from angry. He watches her as she uses a finger to collect the excess cum from her cheeks and guides it into her mouth licking her finger clean. Watching her eat his cum was enough to make his dick hard as a rock.  She picks up the last drops stands up and says

“I have to get back upstairs before my boyfriend wakes up.”

“Oh and thanks for the treat!” she says with a smile as she walks out of his room.

Stunned by what she said Zack forgot what he was going to tell Brooke before she left, but now she is already half way up the stairs.  He shrugs it off and collapses onto the bed to enjoy the lingering sensation from his orgasm.

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