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Happy Hour 2
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Happy Hour by LewdLucy
Part 2 of 2
Those who know me know I write rather extreme strories,
involving toilet sex and other such delightful diversions. If
this is not your cup of tea... Please just pass this by. It is not
for the meek.
Finally he pulled it out, followed by a long slimy river of hot
smelly come that dribbled down the insides of my legs.
"Turn around!" he ordered, half whispering.
I turned, resting on my knees, feeling the hot wet leavings
from my asshole on the back of my heels.
The smell of my own rectum assailed me before I got a good
look at his now half hard cock.
He wanted me to suck it. I'm not sure if it was the act or the
thought of it that really had him going, but he wanted it and
was trying to guess how far I would let him go with the
fantasy.
I locked my eyes on his, nodding my head yes, coaching him
slightly, silently acquiescing to his nasty unspoken desires.
Looking down at me, moving the very tip to my mouth, he
stared, almost hypnotized as my little tongue came out
between my lips to meet the nasty cock that had just come in
my ass.
I rubbed my tongue against his slimy hole, tasty the tangy
mixture of his come, and the slight metallic taste of my
rectum. His meat throbbed slightly, staring down at me, he
pulled his foreskin back, actually he didn't pull it back, he
held it in place while pushing his groin at my face.
As his skin was pulled of the crown of that fat prick, my
head snapped away as an instant reaction to the fresh strong
aroma that was released by the newly uncovered area.
Moving his cock to point downward slightly I saw that behind
the crown of his thick cock was thick build up of my own
brown excrement, thick and hard, like it had been packed on
there in little clumps a little at a time.
As he saw this, it weakened his resolve, and he started to
move away, embarrassed that it was there, embarrassed that I
might not know that he didn't know it was there.
I moved very slowly and deliberately, keeping my face tilted
up slightly, holding his eyes with my own, my little
embarrassed grin on my lips, I first stopped him form moving
any further by reaching my hands behind his legs and holding
him there at arms length. Then grinning wickedly, I slowly
pulled him ever so slightly so the spermy tip of his cock was
once again against my lips.
He had pushed his foreskin up, covering up the repulsive
surprise we had found there. I moved my hands form his legs
to his hands, taking them and putting them by his sides.
Holding his hands there with my own, as I took just the very
tip of his cock into my mouth, moving my tongue in rapid
circles and moaning slightly, keeping my eyes wide and on
his.
He just stared. Fascinated and excited. Watching almost
unbelieving as I sucked on his nasty flesh.
I pushed my head further, forcing my mouth open as wide as I
could, then closing my lips on his foreskin, putting as much
pressure on him as I could without biting. I took my hands
from his and brought them both up to his cock, wrapping both
small hands around him, keeping my eyes on his, as I slowly
pulled his foreskin back, pushing my mouth forward at the
same time, looking at him watching.
As the skin moved off, the smell was unbelievable. It was
hard to breath, I wasn't sure if I could do it. I wanted to.
Really wanted to. The thought of it, the thought of doing
something so nasty, just drove me. It was like a high. I put
one hand between my legs to rub my clit as I pushed my
mouth as far forward as I could, getting an instant shock at
the surface of my tongue met the uncovered coating of my
own shit. I gagged automatically, and squeezed my hand
tight, preventing Mark from pulling back, his natural reaction
to seeing my mouth reacting to the filth he was putting in it.
"Mmmmmmmm" I moaned, looking up at him.
I started fuckin him with my mouth, fingering my slit,
bringing the wet lube back to my clit, rubbing it in little
circles while my mouth and nose where just battered with the
nasty flavors and smells. I couldn't quite bring myself to
swallow the nasty broth the was building in my mouth, which
had the effect of turning this into a very sloppy mess. Mark
kept staring, mesmerized by the brown gooey mess that was
forming around the has cock as I fucked my mouth back and
forth.
Every so often, as he inhaled the smells coming up to his nose
from my nasty ministrations, he would throb. The nasty
covering was starting to thin out. I was jacking his foreskin
back and forth, loving the set smacking sounds and the way
the friction and movement made the smell stronger. I was
really getting into it now. Sucking.... Hmmmmm Suck Suck
Suck..... Ahhhhh... So fuckin wet. So nasty..... I started
sucking him while keeping my mouth open half the time,
getting my hand and his balls and pubes really messy.
Mmmmmm Suck... Suck Suck. I had no trouble
swallowing now. I was doing it loudly and constantly.
Suck.... Swallow. Ahhh. Jerking him back and forth.
Sucking. Rocking my little cunt back and forth on four
fingers now. Hmmmm. So fuckin good. Mark was
swelling slightly. Hard! Fuck...his cock was so hard. I
squeezed him as hard as I could, my hand wet and slippery
with my smelly spit. I pulled my head back just out of reach
of the tip of his cock.... He never stopped staring. I loved
him seeing my mouth, opened, coated with the nastiness of
what I just did. Look at me I thought, as I jerked on that fat
cock... Watch me. Smack! His first dollop of acrid sperm
landed on my tongue like warm nasty pudding. Smack -
Smack Smack! the other shots came in succession, ropy and
slimy, some hanging out of my mouth, drooling down my
chin.
"Fuck" he said.
I smiled then made exaggerated motions with my tongue as I
snaked it out as far as I could to lick all around my nasty lips.
They really were soiled, as was my cheeks and chin. Just a
brown tinge, overwhelming in odor. I couldn't stop inhaling
deeply, savoring it.
I put my head forward, taking his now rubbery little stub back
in my mouth, sucking the last of the cold sperm out of it.
Holding his balls, massaging them between my finger tips
and my thumb.
"Your not going to piss on me are you?" I asked up at him,
mockingly, in my little sub voice, still licking at him.
"Please don't piss on me Mark."
"Please don't piss in my mouth".
"Please"
"That would be so nasty!" I whispered, constantly taking licks
at his now soft cock, pushing as much of my tongue out as I
could, laving him, licking the last of the soiled juices from his
crotch.
"Your gonna aren't you!" I whispered urgently.
"Oh no..... I know it."
"Your gonna piss on me"
"Ohh... please don't".
And then I glued my mouth to him, holding all of his flaccid
cock in my mouth. Waiting. Closing my eyes for the first
time.
I could feel him. His muscles trying to do what his mind
wanted but wasn't sure how to control. I took my mouth
away for just a second. Looking up at him.
"Just let it out Mark" I pursed my lips out to him, in the
widest open mouth oval I could form. Wagging my tongue at
him nastily.
As much as I wanted it, I still pulled away slightly when the
flow started. It's always a surprise. The head, the bitterness,
the smell, the metal like taste on the back of the tongue. I
pushed my mouth forward, taking in all of his cock, letting
him fill my mouth like a fountain, then letting it just flow out
down my chin as naturally as you please, soaking my tits,
running down my legs, pooling under me. Ahhhhhh. So
nice!
End of Part 2
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