Chapter 3: Rising Action
Carl's cock is hard and firm in my hand, I open my mouth stretch out my tongue, leaning my head forward, the head of his cock disappears out of my view, the soft spongy tip is salty. I mouth fuck him a few times before closing my lips around his shaft. I hear Carl moan in approval.
My mouth begins to water, adding lubrication to the action inside me. I read that my mouth feels exactly like my pussy in texture, it's a strange thrill to think that Carl is thinking about his cock fucking my pussy, as if I would be so wet and excited to let him experience that, I am only here as a victim of his blackmail.
I can feel his balls tighten as I take him deeper, my nose pressing against his pubic hair. I can smell the musky scent of his body, mixed with the faint hint of cologne. I can feel the veins of his cock pulsing against my tongue, the taste of his precum coating my lips. I can hear the wet sounds of my mouth as I suck him, the slurping noises filling the alley. I can feel the heat of his body, the sweat beading on his skin as he gets more and more turned on. I can feel his hands gripping my hair, his fingers tangling in my strands as he begins to thrust into my mouth.
I can feel the head of his cock hitting the back of my throat, making me gag slightly. I relax my throat, allowing him to fuck my mouth, my saliva dripping down my chin as I take him deeper and deeper.
"Fuck, Alice," Carl groans, his voice thick with desire. "You're so fucking good at this. I knew you had it in you."
I can feel his cock swelling in my mouth, the veins pulsing against my tongue. I know he's close, and I want to make him cum. I want to feel his hot cum filling my mouth, coating my tongue. I want to taste him, to feel him.
I want him to use me, to fuck my mouth like a dirty little slut. I want to be his toy, his plaything. I want to make him cum, to feel his hot seed filling my mouth. I want to swallow every drop, to feel it sliding down my throat.
"Fuck my mouth, Carl," I moan around his cock, my voice muffled. "Use me. Make me your little slut."
Carl's grip on my hair tightens, his hips bucking forward as he begins to fuck my mouth in earnest. He's not gentle, not that I want him to be. He's using me, just like I asked.
"I knew those rumours were true, you really like to watch." Carl talks to the shadows. His hand grips my hair so I can't turn to see. It's a safe assumption that Sam came back, maybe to check up on me.
"Don't you worry man, this mouth of hers is working me hard, I am not gonna last long enough to want to fuck her, virgins are for losers who can please a real woman anyway!" Carl kept yapping.
I could feel my watcher behind me, it felt like it was Sam, I trusted those hands as he played with my tits, my pussy instantly reacted and my moans became genuine and longing.
"Fuck Yeah!" Carl grunted and grabbed my head to hold me steady for what was to come.
His cock is pounding into my mouth, the head hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. I can feel the tears streaming down my face, my nose running, but I don't care. I want this. I want him to use me, to fuck my mouth like a dirty little slut.
His hands are in my hair, gripping it tightly as he guides my head up and down his cock. I can feel his balls slapping against my chin, the wet sound of his precum mixing with my saliva. I can taste him, salty and musky, and it's making me wet. I can feel my pussy throbbing, my clit aching for release.
I want to touch myself, to rub my clit and make myself cum, but I can't. I'm trapped, my mouth filled with Carl's cock, my hands pinned behind my back by Sam. I can feel his breath on my neck, his hands roaming over my body, squeezing my tits, pinching my nipples. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my ass, rubbing against my pussy through the thin fabric of my dress.
Carl's cock is pounding into my mouth, his hips moving faster and faster.
I can feel his body tensing, his grip on my hair tightening. He's close, so close. I can feel his cock swelling, his balls drawing up. I want him to cum, I want to taste him, to feel him filling my mouth.
"Fuck, Alice, I'm gonna cum," Carl grunts, his voice strained. "You're gonna swallow every fucking drop, you little slut."
I moan around his cock, my eyes watering as he fucks my mouth harder and faster. I can feel Sam's hands on my tits, pinching my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy. I can feel my own wetness, my dress sticking to my skin.
Carl's cock is pounding into my mouth, his hips moving faster and faster. I can feel his body tensing, his grip on my hair tightening.
Oh my god, I am going to have a man's cum in my mouth when I cum, panic sets in, I don't want to choke or gag, Sam is giving me a poorly timed orgasm.
My pussy is throbbing and clenching, my body is shaking with pleasure, I can't hold back any longer. I let out a muffled moan around Carl's cock as my orgasm rips through me, my body convulsing as I cum hard.
"Fuck, Alice, you're cumming?" Carl grunts, his voice laced with surprise and excitement. "You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you? You're cumming while you suck my cock."
I can't respond, my mouth is full of his cock, my body wracked with pleasure. I can feel my juices soaking through my dress, my pussy throbbing with each wave of my orgasm.
I can feel Sam's hands on my tits, his fingers pinching my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my ass, rubbing against my wet pussy through the thin fabric of my dress.
Carl's cock is still in my mouth, his hips moving faster and faster.