Chapter 4: A hard workout
The gym was always a place that made me feel alive, my body awakening with each movement, each bead of sweat dripping down my skin. Today, however, the gym held a different kind of excitement. I could feel it in the air, a palpable energy that seemed to dance on the very edges of my skin. The usual sterile, well-lit space felt charged, the scent of sweat and the sound of grunting and clanging weights taking on a new intensity.
"Good morning, Sara," Tony greeted me, his deep voice resonating through the gym. I turned to see him approach, his confident smile and alpha male persona as comforting as ever.
"Morning, Tony. I've been waiting for you." I replied, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.
Tony smirked, his eyes scanning the gym before settling on me. "Well, well, well. Look who's here. I gotta say, you look different today, Sara, and in a very good sense." Tony commented, his eyes roaming over my body appreciatively.
My tank top was a little tighter than usual, and I made sure my shorts were shorter than what I normally wore to the gym. I had started dressing more revealing since I started cuckolding Charly, and today's outfit was selected specially to temp Tony.
I had seen the appreciative glances he had cast upon me over the past few weeks, and today, I wanted to make sure he got the message loud and clear.
"Thanks, Tony. I thought it was time for a change," I said, my voice a low purr.
Tony's eyes lingered on my curves for a moment longer before he cleared his throat and stepped closer. "Well, it's definitely a change for the better. You look... amazing," he said, his voice a low growl.
I felt a shiver of excitement run down my spine at his words. "Thank you, Tony.
I've been thinking about trying something new today, and I thought maybe you could help me with that." I said, my voice confident and steady.
Tony raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, really? And what might that be?" He asked, his voice laced with curiosity and anticipation.
"I've been meaning to improve my flexibility," I said, my voice steady and confident. "I thought you could help me with some exercises that might... stretch me a bit." I emphasized the last two words, my voice dropping to a low purr.
Tony's eyes widened slightly at my innuendo, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Ah, I see. Well, I'm always happy to help a client with their flexibility," he replied, his voice dropping to a low growl as he stepped even closer. He let his gaze roam over my body once more, his appreciation clear. "I think I know just the thing to get you started," he said, his voice soft and husky.
I felt a thrill run through me as his gaze lingered on my body. I knew exactly what he was thinking.
"Great," I replied, my heart pounding in my chest. "Let's get started."
Tony led me to a quiet corner of the gym, away from the prying eyes of the other patrons. He set up a mat and instructed me to lie down on my back. I did as I was told, my body already humming with anticipation.
Tony began by showing me some basic stretches, his hands roaming over my body as he guided me through the movements.
I could feel the heat of his touch, his fingers lingering on my skin a little longer than necessary. My breath hitched as I felt a spark of desire ignite within me.
"You're doing great, Sara," Tony praised, his voice a low rumble. "Now, let's try something a little more... advanced." He positioned himself between my legs, his hands on my inner thighs. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I looked up at him, my body already aching with need.
Tony leaned down, his face inches from mine. "I'm going to help you with a split, okay?
But first, let's make sure you're warmed up." Tony began, his voice a low purr. I felt a thrill run through me at the innuendo, my body already hyper-aware of his presence between my legs.
He started by massaging my inner thighs, his strong hands working out the tension in my muscles. I let out a soft moan, my body relaxing into his touch. "That feels so good, Tony," I murmured, my eyes fluttering closed.
Tony's voice was a low growl as he replied, "I'm glad.
I want to make sure you're nice and warm before we get started." His hands continued to massage my thighs, moving higher and higher with each pass. I could feel the heat of his touch spreading through my body, my breath coming in short gasps. I wanted more, I wanted him to touch me everywhere, to fill me with his big cock.
I opened my eyes to see Tony's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes dark with desire. He knew what I wanted, he could see it in my face. "You want more, don't you, Sara?" He asked, his voice a low purr. I nodded, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment and need.
"Yes, Tony. I want more."
Tony's eyes darkened, and he leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, almost chaste kiss. But the moment his tongue touched mine, the kiss turned fierce and demanding. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, his body covering mine completely. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my inner thigh, and I moaned into his mouth, desperate for more.
"You fucking want it, don't you?" Tony growled against my lips.
"You fucking want it, don't you, Sara? You want my cock inside you, filling you up? You want me to fuck you until you can't walk straight?"
I moaned, arching my hips up against his, trying to get closer to him. I want it. I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me hard." I panted, my body aching with desire.
Tony released my wrists and sat up, tugging my shorts down my legs and tossing them aside. He ran his hands up my thighs, gripping them tightly before spreading my legs wide open.
I could feel the cool air of the gym on my exposed pussy, my clit already throbbing with anticipation. Tony looked down at me, his eyes dark with lust and hunger. "Fuck, you're so goddamn beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I've been dying to get a taste of this pussy since the moment I first saw you."
He leaned down, his breath hot against my skin as he trailed kisses up my inner thigh. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short gasps as I waited for his mouth to reach my pussy.
I wanted it so badly, I was already dripping wet with anticipation. Tony's tongue traced slow, tantalizing circles around my clit, teasing me, driving me wild. He knew exactly what he was doing, and I loved every fucking second of it.
"Please, Tony," I begged, my hips bucking off the mat in an attempt to get closer to his mouth. "I need to feel your tongue on my clit. Please, fuck, I need it."
Tony chuckled low and dark, his breath hot against my skin. "Patience, Sara.
I'll give you what you need, but first, I want to taste every inch of you." Tony's voice was a low growl, sending shivers down my spine. He slowly licked up the length of my slit, his tongue flat and firm, before circling my clit once more. I moaned and squirmed, desperate for more.
"You're so fucking wet for me, aren't you, Sara? Your pussy is dripping with desire, just begging for my cock." Tony murmured, his voice thick with lust. He buried his face between my legs, his tongue delving into my pussy, fucking me with long, deep strokes.
I cried out, my fingers tangling in his thick hair, pulling him closer. His tongue curled upwards, stroking my g-spot, and I writhed beneath him, my orgasm already building.
"Oh god, Tony, right there, right there," I moaned, my hips bucking against his face.
He growled in response, his tongue fucking me harder and faster, his hands gripping my hips tightly. I could feel the pressure building, my orgasm ready to explode.
"Come on, baby, give it to me. Cum all over my face," Tony commanded, his voice muffled against my pussy.
The dirty words sent a shiver through me, and I could feel my orgasm building even higher.
I was so close, I could barely stand it. Tony's tongue was relentless, his face pushing harder against my pussy, his fingers digging into my hips.
"Oh, fuck, Tony, right there! Don't stop! I'm going to cum, I'm going to fucking cum!" I cried out, my back arching off the mat, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
Tony growled against my pussy, his tongue fucking me even harder, his fingers digging into my flesh. "Cum for me, Sara. Cum all over my face. Give it to me, you fucking slut."
Tony's filthy words sent me over the edge. I cried out, my back arching off the mat as my orgasm finally exploded. I felt like I was on fire, every nerve ending in my body tingling with pleasure. My pussy convulsed around Tony's tongue, and I could feel the waves of my orgasm crashing over me, one after the other.
"Fuck yes, that's it, baby. Show me how much you love it," Tony growled, his tongue still fucking me relentlessly.
"Show me how much you fucking love my tongue in your cunt." His words were like a match to gasoline, igniting a fire within me. I felt a sudden, intense pressure build in my pussy, and before I could even register what was happening, a powerful orgasm ripped through me. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before, a wave of pleasure so intense it was almost painful.
I could feel my pussy convulsing around Tony's tongue, and suddenly, my body started to shake and spasm. To my surprise, I felt a sudden, forceful gush of liquid escape from my pussy, splashing against Tony's face. I cried out in shock and pleasure, my body shaking and convulsing as more and more liquid splashed against Tony's face.
"Fuck, Sara, what the fuck was that?" Tony gasped, his face slick with my juices. He looked up at me in awe, his eyes wide with surprise and excitement. "Fuck, I've never seen anything like that before. You just fucking squirted all over my face!"
I was panting, my body still trembling from the intensity of my orgasm. "I-I don't know... I've never done that before..." I stammered, my cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
Tony grinned up at me, his face still glistening with my cum. "Well, that was fucking hot.
You're a squirter, Sara? Jesus Christ, that's so fucking hot." Tony panted, his face still glistening with my juices. His eyes were hungry, his cock straining against the fabric of his shorts.
I couldn't believe what had just happened. I had never squirted before, and the intensity of it had left me shaking and breathless. I looked down at Tony, his cheeks flushed, his mouth still slick with my cum. The sight of him, covered in my juices, was so fucking erotic, it sent another wave of desire crashing over me.
"Fuck, Tony. That was... I've never...
I've never done anything like that before," I confessed, still breathless from the intensity of my orgasm. Tony grinned up at me, his face still slick with my cum, his eyes gleaming with lust and excitement.
"Well, fuck, Sara, that was fucking incredible. I've never seen a woman squirt like that before. It was so fucking hot, watching your pussy gush all over my face," Tony said, his voice thick with desire. He licked his lips, savoring the taste of my cum still on them.
I felt a fresh wave of heat rush through me at his words, my pussy still throbbing with need.
I wanted him inside me, wanted to feel his cock filling me up completely. I reached down and grabbed his cock through his shorts, rubbing my thumb over the tip, already slick with his precum. Tony let out a low growl, his hips bucking against my hand. "Fuck, yes, Sara. Take my cock out. I want to feel your fucking hand on my dick."
I eagerly complied, pulling his shorts down and freeing his cock. It was thick and long, the perfect size to fill me completely. I wrapped my hand around the base, my thumb brushing over the sensitive skin, feeling it twitch in my hand.
"Fuck, Tony, you feel so good," I moaned, my mouth watering at the sight and feel of his cock.
Tony groaned above me, his hands gripping my thighs tighter. "Jesus, Sara, your hand feels so fucking good on my cock. But I want more. I want your cunt, not your hand." His voice was thick with desire, his eyes dark with lust.
I leaned up, my tongue flicking out to taste the bead of precum at the tip. "Mmm, you taste so fucking good," I murmured, looking up at him with hooded eyes. "But I want your cock in my mouth first.
I want to taste you, feel you, make you come with my tongue." I said, my voice a low purr as I licked my lips. Tony groaned above me, his cock twitching in my hand at my words.
"Fuck yes, Sara. Suck my cock. I want to feel that hot little mouth of yours wrapped around my dick." He growled, his hips thrusting slightly as if trying to get me to take him deeper.
I smiled up at him, my hand still stroking his cock as I leaned in and flicked my tongue out, licking the underside of his cock from root to tip.
Tony let out a groan, his hips bucking slightly, pushing his cock further into my mouth. I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the tip, tasting his salty precum.
"Fuck, yes. That's it, baby. Suck my cock," Tony growled, his hands tangling in my hair, guiding my head up and down on his shaft. I took him deeper, my lips stretching around his thick cock, my throat opening up to take him in. I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat, and I swallowed, letting his cock slide even deeper.
I could feel my eyes watering, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to please Tony, to make him feel as good as he had made me feel.
“Fuck, yes, Sara. You’re taking my cock like a fucking champ,” Tony groaned, his hands tightening in my hair. “You look so fucking hot with my cock in your mouth.”
I moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through both of us. I pulled back, my lips making a popping sound as they left his cock. I looked up at him, a wicked smile playing on my lips.
"You like that, don't you, Tony? You like seeing your cock disappear into my throat." I taunted, my voice muffled around his shaft. I could feel his cock twitch in my mouth, growing even harder.
Tony groaned above me, his hips thrusting gently, fucking my face. I love seeing my fat cock stretching your pretty little mouth. I've always wanted to fuck your pretty face, Sara"
I moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers through both of us.
I took him deep into my throat again, my nose pressing against his stomach, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed again, taking him even deeper, feeling him stretch my throat. Take it all, you little slut. Suck my big dick like the good little cocksucker you are" Tony growled, his hands tightening in my hair, his hips thrusting harder, fucking my face.
I moaned, my eyes watering as I took him deeper and deeper, my nose pressing against his skin. His cock was so big, so filling, and I loved every fucking second of it.
I wanted to make him feel so good, I wanted to make him cum so fucking hard. I bobbed my head up and down, taking him in as deep as I could, my throat opening up to take him in. I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat, and I swallowed, letting him slide even deeper.
Tony groaned above me, his hands gripping my hair harder, his hips thrusting faster, fucking my face with his big cock. That's it. Take my fucking cock. Suck it deep.
I moaned eagerly around his cock, taking him in as deep as I could. I wanted to please him, to make him feel as good as he had made me feel. I could feel his cock stretching my throat, my nose pressed against his abdomen. I gagged slightly, my eyes watering as I fought to take him deeper.
Tony chuckled, a wicked sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You fucking love it, don't you? You love feeling my big cock stretch your little throat." He growled, his hands tightening in my hair, pulling me deeper onto his cock. I moaned around him, my body shuddering with need.
Tony began to fuck my throat faster, his hips pistoning as he used my mouth for his pleasure. I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust, and I swallowed, trying to take him even deeper. Tony groaned, his grip on my hair tightening as he fucked my face harder. You take my cock like a fucking champ." He growled, his voice thick with lust.
Suddenly, Tony pulled his cock out of my mouth, leaving me gasping for air.
He began to stroke his cock in front of my face, his hand moving rapidly along his shaft. "Fuck, Sara, watching you suck my cock like that has me so fucking hard," Tony groaned, his voice thick with lust. I could see the desire and intensity in his eyes as he looked down at me, his hand moving faster and faster.
Without warning, Tony's body tensed, and with a low groan, he began to cum. His cock twitched in his hand, and thick ropes of hot, white cum erupted from the tip, painting my face and neck with his seed. I moaned, my eyes wide with surprise and excitement as I felt the warm liquid splash against my skin. Tony's cum was everywhere, coating my face, my hair, my neck, and even dripping onto my chest.
"Fuck, Sara, look at you, covered in my cum. I should make you keep it on until you return home. But I want to see you cleaning it with your fingers and then to your mouth.
I want to see you lick it all off, like a good little cumslut. Come on, Sara, make your trainer proud."
His words sent a shiver of excitement down my spine. I had never done anything like this before, but the dirty words and the sight of his cum all over my face made me want to please him.
I reached up and scooped some of his cum off my cheek with my fingers. I brought my hand to my mouth and licked it clean, tasting his salty, bitter essence. I looked up at him, my eyes locked onto his, as I licked my fingers clean, making sure not to miss a single drop.
Tony watched me intently, his cock still semi-hard, a low growl rumbling in his chest.
"That's my girl, clean up that mess like a good little slut. Fuck, you look so fucking hot with my cum all over your face and in your mouth," he praised.
I continued to clean up the mess, using my fingers to scoop up the cum from my face, my neck, and my chest. Each time, I brought my cum-covered fingers to my mouth and licked them clean, tasting the salty, bitter flavor of his seed.
The sight of me, covered in his cum and eagerly licking it off, sent a fresh surge of lust through Tony's body. He could see the desire in my eyes, the way my body responded to his every command. He knew that he wanted more from me, and he wasn't going to wait any longer.
"You're a filthy little slut, aren't you, Sara?" Tony growled, his voice thick with lust. "And I want to fuck that filthy little cunt of yours. Come on, let's move to the showers. I have the key, and I can lock the door so no one comes in."
The thought of being fucked by Tony in the showers sent a thrill of excitement through my body.
I looked up at him, my eyes shining with anticipation and desire.
"Tony, I want your cock inside me. Deep in me." I replied, my voice a low purr, matching the intensity of his gaze.
Tony's eyes darkened with lust and hunger as he looked down at me. "Good girl. I'm glad you're here with me. I've been thinking about fucking you for a long time, Sara. You're so fucking hot, and I know you want it just as much as I do." He said, his voice a low growl as he helped me to my feet. He grabbed my hand and led me to the showers, his grip firm and possessive. As we walked, I could feel the heat of his body next to mine, his arm pressing against my side.
The anticipation was almost unbearable, my pussy already throbbing with need. I could feel Tony's cock, still semi-hard, pressing against my thigh. I wanted him inside me, filling me up completely.
Tony unlocked the shower room, the sound of the lock clicking open echoing in the quiet gym. He pushed the door open and pulled me in, his hand firmly gripping my wrist. The shower room was dimly lit, the tiles cold and hard under my feet. Tony's strong arms encircled me, pulling me close to him. His mouth was on mine in an instant, his tongue invading my mouth, claiming it as his own.
His hands were everywhere, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples, sliding down to grip my ass. He lifted me up as if I weighed nothing, pressing me against the cold tiles of the shower wall.
"Fuck, Sara, you feel so good," he growled against my mouth, his hips grinding against mine. I could feel his cock, hard and thick, pressing against my belly. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, desperate to get closer to him.
"Please, Tony, I need you inside me," I begged, my hips bucking against his.
"I need your cock filling me up."
Tony grinned, his eyes dark with lust. "You want my cock, Sara? You want me to fuck your tight little cunt?"
"Yes, Tony, please.
Tony growled, his hands gripping my ass, his fingers digging into my flesh. "You're a filthy little slut, aren't you, Sara? Begging for my cock like that."
"Yes, I'm a filthy little slut for you, Tony.
I need your cock inside me, fucking me hard," I moaned, grinding against him.
Tony let out a low growl, his eyes dark with desire. "You're going to get what you fucking need, Sara. But first, I'm going to make you beg for it."
He spun me around so that my tits were against the cold tiles, and he pushed my shoulders down until I was bent at the waist. I braced myself on the wall, my ass sticking out, aching for his touch. I heard Tony fumble with his shorts, and then I felt the head of his cock brush against my pussy.
I was already dripping wet with anticipation, my juices coating my thighs. Tony groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly. "Fuck, Sara, you're so wet. You want my cock, don't you, you filthy little slut?"
"Yes, Tony," I moaned, pushing my ass back against him, desperate to feel him inside me. "I want your cock. I need it."
Tony chuckled, his voice thick with lust. But I want to tease you a little bit first."
Before I could protest, I felt his cockhead press against my asshole.
I gasped, tensing up at the unexpected intrusion.
"Easy, Sara. Relax for me," Tony murmured, his hands rubbing my back soothingly. "You want me to fuck your pussy, right? Then you need to let me in here first."
Tony slowly began to push the head of his cock into my ass. It burned slightly, and I let out a low moan, my fingers digging into the tiles.
"Just relax, Sara. You can take it. I know you can," Tony coaxed, his hands rubbing my back, encouraging me to open up for him.
I took a deep breath and focused on relaxing my muscles. Tony began to push his cock into my ass, slowly and gently, giving me time to adapt to the intrusion. The sensation was intense, but it wasn't unbearable. I could feel my body stretching around his cock, and I pushed back against him, encouraging him to go deeper.
"Fuck, Sara, you're so tight back here. Your ass feels amazing around my cock," Tony groaned, his voice thick with desire.
"So fucking tight, but you're taking it like a champ." He praised, pushing his cock in inch by inch, his hand gripping my hip tightly. I moaned, my fingers digging into the tiles as I focused on relaxing my muscles, taking him deeper.
"Are you ready for my cock in your pussy?" Tony asked, his voice thick with lust. "Because I'm about to give it to you."
"Yes, Tony," I moaned, pushing back against his cock. "I want your cock in my pussy.
Please, Tony, give it to me," I pleaded, my hips bucking against his.
"Fuck yes, I'm going to give it to you," Tony growled, his voice thick with lust. He pulled his cock out of my ass slowly, making me moan at the sudden emptiness. He moved his cockhead to my pussy, rubbing it against my wet folds, teasing me.
"Is this what you want, Sara? You want my cock in your tight little pussy?" Tony asked, his voice a low growl.
I could feel his cockhead, slick with my ass juice, rubbing against my pussy lips. I moaned in response, my hips bucking against his. I want your cock in my pussy. I want you to fill me up completely."
Tony groaned, a deep, primal sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Fuck, Sara. You're so fucking wet. Your pussy is dripping with desire just begging for my cock." He said, his voice thick with desire.
He grabbed my hips firmly and with one swift thrust, he buried his cock deep inside my pussy. I cried out, my body tensing at the sudden intrusion of his thickness inside me.
"Fuck, yes!" Tony groaned, his fingers digging into my flesh as he held me still, allowing me to adjust to his size. "You're so fucking tight, Sara. Your pussy feels incredible." He pulled out slightly, then thrust back in, his cock stretching me wide.
"Oh fuck, Tony. That feels so good," I moaned, my head spinning with pleasure.
"Your cock feels so big inside me. Fuck me harder, Tony."
Tony let out a low growl, his hips snapping forward, his cock plunging deep inside me. "You like that, don't you, you little slut?" he snarled. "You like feeling my big cock stretch your tight little pussy?"
"Yes, Tony, I love it," I cried out, my body moving in sync with his thrusts. "Fuck me harder. Make me feel your cock in every inch of my pussy."
Tony let out a savage growl and began to fuck me with long, hard strokes.
The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the tiled room, mixing with our moans and grunts. He gripped my hips tighter, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pounded into me, his cock filling me completely.
"Fuck, Sara, your pussy feels so goddamn good," Tony groaned, his voice thick with lust. "It's so fucking tight and hot around my cock. I could fuck you all day long and never get enough."
I moaned in response, pushing my ass back against him, meeting his thrusts with my own. "Yes, Tony, fuck me harder.
Make me feel your cock in every inch of my pussy. I want you to fuck me until I can't walk straight," I begged, my voice hoarse with need.
Tony let out a low, primal growl and obliged, his hips pistoning against mine, his cock plunging into me with brutal force. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the shower stall, the smell of sex and sweat permeating the air.
"You like that, don't you, you filthy little slut? You like feeling my big cock stretch your pussy, don't you?" Tony taunted, his voice thick with lust.
"You're just a little fuck toy for me to use, aren't you, Sara? You're just a hole for me to fill with my cock, aren't you?"
I moaned, my body shaking with desire. I'm your little fuck toy. I'm your hole. Use me, fuck me, make me come all over your cock."
Tony let out a low growl, his hips snapping faster, his cock plunging deep into my pussy with each thrust. "That's it, Sara. Beg for it. Tell me how much you want my cock."
"I want it, Tony.
I want it all. I want your cock fucking me until I can't take it anymore," I moaned, my body burning with desire.
Tony chuckled darkly, his fingers digging into my hips as he increased the pace of his thrusts. "You want it all, huh? You want to be my little fuck toy, don't you, Sara? You want me to use you until you're nothing but a limp, cum-soaked mess." I was on the brink, my body aching with the need for release. Please, use me.
Fuck me like I’m a worthless little slut. I want you to claim me, to own me, to use me until I’m nothing but a pathetic mess of your cum." The filthy words tumbled from my lips, fueled by the intense pleasure and humiliation coursing through my veins.
Tony groaned, his hips slamming into mine with renewed vigor, his cock stretching me wide. You’re a filthy little slut, aren’t you? Always begging for my cock.
Always eager to be used. Your fucking body was made for this, wasn’t it?" Tony growled, his thrusts becoming even harder, his cock slamming into me with a force that made my body shake with each impact. Yes, please. Use me. I need it," I begged, my voice a hoarse cry as I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with my own desperate movements.
"You want me to use you, Sara? You want me to fuck you like the pathetic little slut you are?" Tony snarled, his hands tightening on my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh.
"Alright, you fucking little slut, let's see how much you can take."
He pulled out of me suddenly, making me gasp, before flipping me around to face him. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, his other hand cupping my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes.
"Now, open that fucking mouth and get ready to take my cock down your throat," Tony commanded, his voice thick with lust and dominance.
I opened my mouth eagerly, my tongue darting out to lick my lips in anticipation.
Tony chuckled, a dark, primal sound that sent shivers down my spine. He grabbed the base of his cock and guided the thick head to my lips. I parted them, my eyes locked onto his, as I took him into my mouth. Take my cock like a good little slut," Tony growled, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding deeper into my throat. I moaned around him, my hands gripping his thighs for support.
Tony smirked, his eyes dark with desire and something else—a challenge. "This time, I won't hold back, Sara. I want to see you choke on my cock. I want to see you gag and puke all over it. I want you to take every fucking inch of me."
My eyes widened at his words, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through me. I knew Tony was dominant, but this was a new level. I hesitated, my body tensing slightly. Tony noticed my reaction and chuckled, a low, dangerous sound. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make it good for you. But I want to see you pushed to your limits. I want to see you fucking struggle."
He gripped my hair tighter, his hips moving forward, forcing his cock deeper into my throat.
I gagged as he slammed into the back of my throat, his thick cock stretching my airway to its limit. I tried to pull back, my hands gripping his thighs, but Tony's grip on my hair was unyielding. You're gonna do what I fucking told you to do," Tony groaned, his voice thick with lust and triumph. He pulled back slightly, only to slam his cock back into my throat with even more force, making me gag and choke around him. I could feel my eyes watering, my body convulsing as I struggled to breathe.
"That's it, you filthy little slut," Tony snarled, his hips moving in a brutal rhythm, his cock fucking my throat mercilessly. "Take my cock down your throat.
Now, I want you to let go.
I want you to gag, to choke, and I want to see you puke all over my dick." Tony's voice was a low growl, dripping with dominance and cruelty.
I hesitated, my body tensing at the command. I had deepthroated before, but never to the point of vomiting. I had always held back, fearing the humiliation and discomfort it would bring. But the look in Tony's eyes told me that he was serious. He wanted me to let go, to give in to the sensation completely. I took a deep breath and relaxed my throat, allowing Tony's cock to slide deeper. I could feel it hitting the back of my throat, my gag reflex kicking in. I tried to suppress it, but Tony's command echoed in her mind. Let go.
I can’t hold it back anymore." And with that, I felt my stomach churn, my throat convulsing around Tony’s thick cock. I began to puke, my body shuddering violently as I gagged and choked around his shaft. Tony groaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting harder, his cock fucking my throat mercilessly as I vomited all over it. That's it, you fucking little slut. Let it all out. Puke all over my cock." He growled, his hands tightening in my hair, his body shuddering with lust and triumph. I felt humiliated, degraded, and yet, there was something exhilarating about it all. The taste of my own vomit in my mouth, the feel of Tony’s cock sliding in and out of my throat, making me gag and choke.
The sound of his groans of pleasure, his hips slamming into me as he used my throat for his own pleasure. It was degrading, humiliating, and yet, somehow, incredibly arousing. I felt like a filthy little slut, a worthless little fucktoy, and the knowledge sent a thrill of excitement through me.
Tony’s grip on my hair tightened, his hips pistoning faster, his cock fucking my throat with brutal force. The taste of my own vomit grew stronger, the smell filling my nostrils as I struggled to breathe.
My body shook and twitched, my toes curling as I fought against the overwhelming sensation of Tony's cock fucking my throat. I wanted to pull away, to break free from his grip, but his hands held fast, his body pinning me in place as he used me for his pleasure.
"Fuck, Sara, you're a filthy little whore, aren't you?" Tony growled, his voice thick with lust and satisfaction. "Look at you, gagging and choking on my cock like a good little slut. You look so fucking pathetic, all covered in your own vomit.
Your eyes are watering, your mascara is running, your makeup is streaked. You're a goddamn mess, and I fucking love it," Tony continued, his voice a low growl as he pulled his cock out of my throat with a loud pop. I gasped, my body convulsing as I tried to catch my breath. I could feel the spit and vomit dripping down my chin, my chest heaving as I struggled to take in air.
Tony chuckled, his eyes gleaming with delight and cruelty. "But I'm not done with you yet, Sara.
You're not going anywhere until I've had my fill." Tony growled, his grip on my hair tightening as he forced me to look up at him.
He grabbed my chin, his fingers digging into my flesh as he forced my mouth open. I whimpered, my body still shaking from the intense deepthroating he had just subjected me to.
Tony's eyes darkened with lust as he looked down at me, his cock already hardening again as he watched me struggle to catch my breath. "You look so fucking pathetic, covered in your own puke. But I know you want more. You want to be used, don't you, Sara?
You want me to keep fucking that pathetic little puke-covered mouth of yours until you can't take it any longer?" Tony taunted, his voice a low, cruel growl. He spit in my mouth, and I felt the warm, salty liquid coat my tongue and throat. My breath hitched in my chest as I tried to swallow, the taste of Tony's spit mixed with my own vomit making my stomach churn.
"Yes, Tony," I whimpered, my voice barely audible. "I want you to use me.
Fuck my mouth until I can't take it anymore." I said, my voice quivering with desire and submission.
Tony let out a low growl, his eyes glinting with lust and darkness. "Fucking right you do," He said, his grip on my hair tightening as he thrust his cock back into my mouth. He fucked my face with brutal, unforgiving thrusts, his cock sliding in and out of my throat, making me gag and choke around him.
"You're my little fucktoy now, Sara. My worthless little cocksleeve, and I'm going to use you until you can't take it anymore.
Until you're nothing but a limp, puking, cum-filled mess." Tony's voice was a low, vicious growl, his eyes locked onto mine, daring me to defy him. I looked up at him, my eyes filled with tears, my body shaking with a mix of humiliation and desire. I felt like I was on the edge of a cliff, my body trembling with anticipation and fear as I looked down into the abyss.
Tony's cock was fucking my throat with brutal force, his hands gripping my hair tightly as he used my mouth for his pleasure. I could taste the mixture of my own vomit and Tony's spit as his cock slid in and out of my throat, making me gag and choke around him.
Tony's eyes were locked onto mine, his gaze intense and dark with lust and cruelty. He was enjoying this, enjoying seeing me struggle and suffer for his pleasure. And as much as it humiliated me, as much as it made me feel like a worthless little fucktoy, I couldn't deny the thrill of excitement that coursed through my veins.
I was his to use, his to abuse, and in that moment, I wanted nothing more than to please him. To make him cum. Tony let out a low, guttural growl, his eyes locked onto mine as he shoved his cock deep into my throat with one final thrust. I gagged around him, my body convulsing as I felt his cock hit the back of my throat, his balls slapping against my chin. Before I could even register what was happening, Tony began to cum, his hot, thick seed shooting down my throat in forceful, relentless spurts. I could feel it coating the inside of my throat, filling my stomach as Tony groaned and panted above me, his hips jerking with each pulse of his cock.
He held my head in place, his fingers digging into my scalp, as he emptied himself down my throat.
"Fuck, Sara, you take my cum so well," he grunted, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. "You're such a fucking good little slut, aren't you? You fucking love taking my load down your throat, don't you?"
I couldn't respond, but I moaned against his cock, my body shuddering as I swallowed every last drop of his cum. Tony pulled his cock out of my mouth with a pop, his eyes dark with lust as he looked down at me.
I was a mess, my hair disheveled, my makeup streaked, my chin and neck glistening with spit and vomit. But despite the humiliation, I felt a sense of pride, knowing that I had pleased him.
"Fuck, you look so goddamn hot like this," Tony growled, his voice thick with desire. He grabbed my chin, his fingers digging into my flesh as he forced me to look up at him. "I want to see you clean up this mess, you pathetic little slut," he ordered, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
I hesitated, unsure of what he wanted me to do.
Tony, noticing my confusion, grinned wickedly, his hand gripping my chin tightly. "Clean it up, Sara. Lick it all off. Every drop of spit, every bit of puke. I want to see you clean up every last bit of the mess you made."
I nodded meekly, feeling a wave of humiliation wash over me. I lifted my hands, my fingers shaking slightly as I began to wipe the mixture of spit, vomit, and Tony's cum off my chin and neck. I brought my fingers to my mouth, my tongue darting out to lick them clean.
The taste was a mix of bitter and salty, a reminder of Tony's dominance over me. I felt a flush of embarrassment, but also a thrill of excitement. I liked pleasing him, and I wanted to do whatever he asked of me. Tony smirked, his gaze flicking down to the puddle on the floor. "That too, whore," he commanded, his voice thick with lust and amusement. I looked down, my eyes widening as I saw the mess I had made. The floor was covered in a mixture of spit, vomit, and cum, a testament to the intense encounter we had just shared. A wave of humiliation washed over me as I realized what Tony was asking me to do. But even as I felt the heat of embarrassment in my cheeks, I also felt a thrill of excitement. This was what he wanted, and I wanted to give it to him.
I was already on my hands and knees, leaning over the puddle, my tongue lapping at the mixture of spit, vomit, and cum. The taste was foul, but my disgust only served to heighten the humiliation, making me feel even more like the pathetic little slut Tony wanted me to be.
"That's right, you filthy little slut," Tony growled, his voice thick with lust as he watched me. " Lick it all up. Every last drop.
I could feel Tony's eyes on me, watching my every movement, my every lick. His harsh words only made me feel more debased, more used, and somehow, more turned on. I felt a thrill of excitement as I imagined what he must be seeing—me, on my hands and knees, licking up my own vomit and his cum like a fucking animal.
I continued to lap at the mess, my tongue darting out greedily, eager to please him. Each swallow sent a fresh wave of humiliation crashing over me, but there was something about it that I couldn't deny.
The taste of Tony's cum, mixed with my own vomit, was fucking disgusting and yet... fucking delicious. It was the taste of him, of our fucked-up encounter, and I was reveling in it.
"Fuck, you're such a pathetic little slut, aren't you?" Tony chuckled, his voice thick with lust and amusement. "Look at you, licking that fucking mess up like the filthy little pig that you are." I couldn't deny the truth in his words.
I felt like a pathetic little slut, licking up his cum and my own vomit from the floor like some kind of depraved animal. But there was something about it that thrilled me, something dark and forbidden that I couldn't resist. Tony, noticing the change in my expression, let out a low chuckle. "That's enough of that, slut. Get up." He commanded, his voice harsh and unyielding. I hesitated for a moment, my body still shaking with the aftermath of our intense encounter, but I quickly did as I was told, rising to my feet and facing him. Tony grabbed my clothes from the bench and tossed them at me, his eyes never leaving mine. "Here, put these on. I'm done using you for now, but it's good to know that you're a willing filthy slut, Sara." Tony said, his voice still thick with lust and domination. I quickly dressed, my body still shaking with the aftermath of the intense encounter.
I got dressed, my jaw hurting from all the face fucking, Tony came in for a kiss, which I returned and he says he'd be looking forward to next time.
I left for home, eager to tell Charly all about it.