Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 3.5

And before I could react his lips were on mine, kissing me deeply, plunging his tongue into my mouth in a way that made me feel like he was imitating how he wished he could be plunging his cock in me like he was doing with his tongue instead. His hand slithered down from my neck to my right breast as he found my nipple and twisted it harshly with his mouth still on mine. The pain was excruciating but through all my experiences till now, I’ve learned that pain can lead to so my pleasure.

He stopped his lip assault and moved his face to my left ear, “are you going cum for me, my little slut?” he whispered into my ear.

I hated the fact that he had such control over me, I hated that my body was giving in so willingly to what he was doing and how badly I wanted release on top of it all and that he was going to be the one to give it to me.

“You’re such an, mmmm, asshole,” I said breathlessly, a whisper as I worried about the repercussions of what I had just said.

His lips found a sensitive part of my neck as he began kissing it, nibbling on my skin that turned into gentle sucking sending shivers done my spine. My mind was hating where all of this pleasure was coming from, but my body was loving every second of it and I couldn’t deny it. With every unwanted pleasure, moans would involuntarily escape into my mouth and my legs wouldn’t tighten around his waist almost signaling him to drive himself deeper into me. No matter what I said, my body was definitely telling him that I was enjoying this and wanted more.

He pulled my legs from around his waist and forced me to stand on my own once again, pressed up against the car. I was mildly confused until he took a few steps back and embarrassingly scanned over my body with his fingers stroking his chin as if to admire his great work. I leaned the best I could trying not to fall to the ground but my legs had other plans, it felt like I was about to lose a battle with gravity any second now.

“It’s ok, you can cum now slut, show me what you’ve been wanting to do all night long.”

Getting his “permission” felt like a switch had been flipped inside of me and the vibrators as well, their power maxing out inside of me, the sensations in my mind intensifying them, my legs wobbling at the sheer pleasure it was all causing me. The fact that I was so openly exposed, on display for this man I loathed so much watching me do something so intimate made me feel pure humiliation which sadly was adding to my overall arousal. Humiliation, embarrassment, exposure, words that I knew were triggers to my sexual fulfillment, things that made my orgasms feel like no other.

“That’s it Maggie, cum for me, show me the true you.”

I looked at him square in the eye and couldn’t look away, there’s was something about his stare that was driving me towards release and the faster I was to cum, the faster I would get what we both wanted and for it to be all over. I watched as he couldn’t help his desire either and began rubbing his own cock while watching me, the vibrators doing their work, causing me to seductively bite my lower lip as I was second away from cumming. I couldn’t help but watch him stroke, the motion was almost hypnotic and I couldn’t help but imagine what it could have felt like inside of me.

I hated myself for thinking that but at the same time I pictured him cutting this belt off of me, the embarrassment as he pulled the dildos out of me seeing their sheer size and what they were covering. The feeling of my holes still gaping open for the few seconds after that he was able to get a view that few have in my life. Then the feeling as he entered me for the first time and as if it was really happening a gasp escaped my lips. A gasp that snowballed into a moan, that led to a whine as my orgasm felt like a train coming down the track, getting louder with the closer it got.

“Oh god, oh my god!” I was lucky that we were so far away from everyone and everything as I was now screaming in utter, erotic bliss.

“I don’t think Father Bradly would approve of that kind of language little girl,” I opened my eyes to see him standing right in front of me, his cock mere inches from my stomach.

“Tell me, what you want.”

“I want to cum, mmm, I want to cum so badly,” I was so close, I couldn’t think straight.

“I bet you want to be filled so badly, I bet you want my cock in you fucking you till you can’t take it anymore.”

“I hate you, I fucking hate you,” I screamed, my orgasm exploding, if it wasn’t for my holes being plugged, I probably would have gushed all over the place but instead it stayed corked inside of me.

I fell to my knees, my orgasm continuing, not slowing or subsiding as the vibrators inside of me were keeping me stimulated in ways that felt like it was never going to end.

He grabbed my hair, tilting it back, my mouth slightly gaped open trying to catch my breath as I was still cumming, “hate me all you want, but for now, you’re my little cum slut.”

Without another word he put only the head of his cock into my mouth and I felt him spray his bitter, disgusting cum all over my tongue and I felt like I was having another orgasm right then. Then just as quickly as they started, the vibrators died again and the stimulation was gone, like a ripple in a pool that suddenly went flat. I didn’t have a chance to swallow, his cock still strangely hard began slowly pushing its way further into my mouth and down my throat as he shoved the cum down into me with his penis until his stomach pressed up against my nose.

“Good girl, I’ll take you home now before I get a call that your parents are looking for you,” he gave my cheek a little tap, “wouldn’t know how to explain his.”