Miriam's Descent - Chapter 3

Miriam is thankful when Layla comes around, giving her the oppurtunity to explain just why she was acting like an exhibitionist slut earlier! No need for anything else lewd to happen between these two, least of all a sloppy, drooling blowjob that ends with Miriam draining her virgin nuts into Layla's throat!

Glkglkglkglk…

Miriam threw her head back and let out a pathetic, mewling whine. Just this morning, she’d never even had her first kiss, and now… and now…

She looked down between her legs, at her cock, which was now coated in a thick sheen of drool and lip gloss, before it disappeared into Layla’s mouth again, the woman easily sliding the first seven inches of throbbing girl meat into her mouth. 

She met Miriam’s gaze with a blazing intensity in her eyes, her manicured nails digging into Miriam’s bare thighs as she impaled her throat over and over again…

Miriam gasped, and felt her cock twitch. How had this happened…?

***

Half an hour earlier, Miriam had sat down at her desk, having just changed out of her soaked sweater and skirt into a more comfortable hoodie and sweatpants, head in her hands and out of her mind with worry. The program she had opened to try and take her mind off things sat untouched as she continued to spiral.

Someone had seen her. Someone had seen her jerking off in public!

It wasn’t the kind of thing she usually did; Miriam was actually incredibly shy, and was usually happy to keep her pump sessions entirely private, thank you very much. But, well…

She glanced between her legs, at her cock, still at a monstrous eight inches despite being totally flaccid, and her swollen, aching nuts.

Her loads were huge . She had, on more than one occasion, clogged the drain in her shower by blasting rope after rope of thick, hyper-virile cum while trying to clean her cock, and so a long time ago, she had taken to only jerking off into condoms to try and contain the mess.

But she’d run out days ago, and the drug store had taken until today to get a delivery in her size!

For almost a week, she had held herself back, knowing that she would never get the smell out of her cosy suburban house if she emptied her balls, holding back, until…

Fuck.

How could she have broken so easily? As soon as she’d had the condoms in her hands, her cock started to get hard, and she’d just had to jerk off!

“Stay strong, Miriam! You can do this!”

Wearily, Miriam looked up at her computer screen. She had been working on a little encouragement program for herself, something to help her keep her… urges at bay. Leaving it open had caused an adorable chibi Miriam to pop up in the corner of the screen, posing with one hand on a stylized muscular arm.

Miriam sighed, and put her head back in her hands. 

The worst part was, that even with the huge load Layla had watched her pump out earlier, she still wasn’t anywhere close to satisfied!

Biting her lip, Miriam slowly reached down, gently wrapping a hand around her soft cock. It responded instantly, twitching in her hand and slowly becoming hard.

Someone had seen her. She could get run out of town, or labelled as a pervert! And yet, despite those worries, all Miriam wanted to do was work her cock…

“Don’t even think about grabbing that thing, just ignore it and try to distract yourself!”

Miriam groaned, glaring at the little graphic. Everything was sooo much easier for Chibi Miriam. She didn’t need to worry about her stupid, oversized, out-of-control dick… but she knew the little virtual assistant was right. She was the one who had programmed it, after all. She just had to keep a lid on everything, and it would be alright…

“Mmmfff… fuck… gotta… gotta stay in control…”

She just wished she sounded a little more convinced of that when she said it out loud.

Unfortunately for Miriam, as her cock started to really swell in her hand, she heard a knock at her door!

Miriam jumped to her feet. She just shouldn’t answer. Wait until whoever it was went away so she could pump…

“Miriam? Are you in there sweetie? Don’t worry, I’m not mad! I just wanna talk about what happened earlier…”

Fuck!

It was Layla. Miriam let out a despairing little whine, and pulled her sweatpants up, before adjusting her glasses. She couldn’t pass up an opportunity to explain the situation to her.

Sure, “I have a freakishly huge cock and sometimes dealing with it is difficult” didn’t sound great, but it was at least better than Layla thinking the girl was some sort of exhibitionist…

Miriam walked over to her door, her gait a little awkward because of the half hard cock bobbing between her legs. 

I’ll just keep her talking in the porch until it goes down…

She cracked open the door, and peaked through at Layla.

“H-hey! S-sorry, I-”

Unfortunately for Miriam, Layla wasn’t in a patient mood, and gently but firmly pushed the door open, sweeping into the front room before turning to confront the younger woman. 

“You don’t need to be shy, dear, I’m sure you had a perfectly good reason for doing what you did,” she smiled. Miriam had crossed her legs, and was barely able to hide her cock as she smiled weakly back, darting over to the couch so she could sit down and gesturing for Layla to take the armchair she kept on the other side of the front room.

“W-well, yes, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about, you see, I-”

Miriam stopped, and gulped. She had been distracted by trying to hide her cock, and her anxiety at having to explain herself to Layla, so she hadn’t even noticed that she had changed her clothes; gone was the sensible blouse and skirt, replaced by a white fabric jumpsuit which barely covered her surgically enhanced chest, accentuating her curves far more explicitly than her previous, more conservative look. She had gracefully strutted into the room on 5-inch, white stiletto heels, and had tied her platinum-blonde hair back as well, while her previously unadorned ears now sported a large pair of golden hoop earrings. She had also redone her makeup; smokey eyeshadow adorned her emerald green eyes, as well as what were either false eyelashes, or the longest, most elegant natural set in the world, thoroughly and evenly coated with mascara. Blush tinged her cheeks, and, most strikingly, her lips, plump and kissable at the best of times, now sported a layer of bright pink gloss, which turned them into bona fide cock pillows . It was these cock pillows which revealed the most pertinent detail that Miriam hadn’t noticed, however. Layla wasn’t smiling.

Her lips were curled into a seductive, sultry, downright predatory smirk.

“Uhh… s-sorry, what was I saying?”

Layla let out a low, almost menacing laugh.

“You were about to explain why I caught you jerking off in a public area…”

She leaned forward, and Miriam couldn’t stop herself from staring as Layla’s fat tits piled up in her top.

“You were about to explain why you were exposing yourself like a pervert…”

She stood up, and crossed the room, and Miriam knew there was no mistaking the look in her eye for anything less than that of a predator, cornering its prey.

“You were about to explain why I saw you pumping that fat, gorgeous cock…”

She knelt in front of Miriam.

“... when you could have been pounding my face instead~”

Layla opened her mouth, her plump dicksuckers forming a perfect ‘o’ shape as she lewdly showed off her warm, wet mouth to Miriam.

Miriam let out a low, nervous whine. This was spiralling totally out of control!

“I… I swear that’s not what it was about… j-just… wh-when I cum… it’s really embarrassing but… th-there’s just way too much… that’s why I need the condoms…”

Miriam was expecting Layla to be disgusted, but the older woman let out a shameful, awful moan, acting like a bitch in heat as she pushed her head into Miriam’s lap and rubbed her cheek against the hardening fuckmeat in her pants. 

“Then… why don’t you blow all those loads down my throat? My stomach would be a way better place for all that thick, nasty cum, rather than wasting them on those condoms…”

As Layla spoke, Miriam realised something else about the woman. She smelled almost like…

“L-Layla… wh-what did you do with the condom you took off me…?”

Layla smirked.

“Uh oh… busted!” she sank her teeth into her plump bottom lip and wiggled her hips, setting her fat ass wobbling in her pants.

“I soaked myself in your cum, sweetie… fuck, it was amazing, it smelled so strong! My body feels like it’s been marked, like it’s yours now… fuck, I need more!!”

She reached up, and pulled Miriam’s pants down to her mid thigh, before grabbing her hard cock, and…

***

“Nooooo…” Miriam whined, barely able to peak through the gaps between her fingers as her balls twitched, and she felt an absolutely huge load churning.

Layla pulled back, her tongue dragging up the length of Miriam’s shaft, all the way up to the foreskin-covered tip. With a look of barely restrained lust, Layla slid her soft, wet tongue under the thick layer of skin, groaning contentedly as she tasted the musky filth that had built up under there, enjoying the confused moans from Miriam as she was exposed to the entirely unfamiliar sensation of having her cock cleaned with Layla’s tongue. All the while, Layla kept a hand wrapped around the base of Miriam’s shaft, jerking away and not giving the girl a moment of relief.

Miriam was even more taken aback when she felt a sudden mmmfff… of satisfaction, and squealed as she felt Layla scooping something out from under her foreskin.

Without missing a beat, Layla pulled her head back, and opened her mouth wide to show Miriam the thick, greasy smegma she had scraped off the younger woman’s cock with her tongue.

“Nnngghhh… tathtes like garbaaaaage…” she moaned, and for the first time Miriam noticed that she was grinding the heel of her palm against the crotch of her jumpsuit, which was noticeably wet. 

However, she didn’t have long to focus on that; Layla closed her eyes, and, with visible effort, swallowed the entire mouthful of smegma in one go, her graceful, swan-like neck visibly distending as she chugged Miriam’s filth as if it was her favourite food. 

When her eyes opened again, it was clear that the sultry, seductive look was fading fast, and instead Layla’s eyes seemed almost hooded, her desperate lust written across her face plain as day. She used her grip on Miriam’s cock to slap it against her own face a few times, becoming lost in pleasure for a few seconds.

“Fuuuck… more… give me more… mommy wants it all… give me everything you have stored in those backed up nuts…”

Before Miriam could reply, Layla had shifted, and was choking on her cock again, and it all became too much. The biggest load she’d blown in months surged up her shaft and into Layla’s eager, hungry mouth. Acting completely on instinct, her hips twitched, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she buried another three inches of hot, thick, sensitive cock into Layla’s throat.

Glllrrrkkkk!!

The image of the poised, dignified housewife was shattered forever in Miriam’s mind as she creampied Layla’s throat, replaced with the visage of the cock-hungry bimbo whore whose eyes rolled back in her head as yellowed, jelly-thick dickgirl cum drooled out from between her lips.

Layla pulled her head slowly back off of Miriam’s cock, a lewd mixture of spit and cum coating the aching shaft.

With a wet pop her lips finally left the tip of her prey, and she tipped her head back, desperate to keep as much semen in her mouth as possible.

She wasn’t quite quick enough, however, and even as she let out shameful, wet gagging noises as she tried to swallow the huge load in her mouth, plenty of it drooled down her neck and into the waiting valley of her fat tits.

Finally, when she had finished swallowing, she looked up at Miriam, who lay back on the sofa, her eyes still rolled back and her tongue lolling out. Layla pulled herself up, and draped her body across Miriam’s, taking the girl’s chin in her hand and guiding her lips towards her own.

Miriam was dimly aware that she was finally having her first kiss, and far from being a charming, romantic affair, it was a nasty, sloppy, spit-swapping makeout with a practical stranger, whose mouth still tasted off her own thick, heavy cum...

She could do little except moan back into Layla’s mouth, feeling herself give in entirely as her still-hard cock poked upwards, squashed between two pairs of soft boobs, Miriam’s soft, natural D-cups pressing against Layla’s fatter, faker tits, already lubed up with Miriam’s cum.

Even while focussing on kissing Miriam, Layla took special care to squeeze her boobs together with her forearms, trapping the tip of her victim’s cock in a tight, warm, wet grip. 

Miriam whimpered into Layla’s mouth, trying weakly to extract herself from the embrace, but it was too late. 

Still sensitive from cumming before, overwhelmed by receiving her first kiss and first paizuri all at the same time, Miriam couldn’t help but cum again.

“Fuuuuck… no, no, pleeeeaaaase!”

Both women heard the lewd sqqqrrrrlllllch as Miriam’s cock twitched and fired its third load of the day, covering both women’s upper bodies in a coating of nasty girl goo, irreparably staining their clothes and giving both women a facial that would have been impressive on its own, from any other cock.

“Oh my god… it’s still so fucking thick…” Layla moaned like a whore as she slurped even more cum from her face, greedily swallowing every drop.

“Please… n-no more… I can’t take this…” Miriam gasped, her body completely drained of energy as she went (almost) totally limp.

“Aww, I’m sorry honey, was that a little too intense for your first time?” Layla cooed, standing up again and making a show of rubbing Miriam’s cum into her breasts.

“Tell you what… you take a moment to rest, and I’ll just pop something on to set the mood, ok?”

Layla walked, a little unsteady in what were practically stripper heels, over to her bag, and extracted her phone. She tapped on the screen to connect it to Miriam’s TV, and was about to throw on one of her favourite PMVs when she heard Miriam pleading.

“N-no porn… I can’t… it’s too much… I can’t watch porn…”

Layla raised an eyebrow in confusion. What was with this girl? She’d spent the last half hour or so breathily pleading for the gorgeous, MILFy bimbo fuckdoll who had taken a special interest in her to stop attending to her cock’s every need, and now she didn’t want to watch any porn?

Well… Layla supposed she could give the poor thing a break.

Her lip curled.

For now.

She sashayed back over to Miriam, who was leaning back on the sofa with a hand over her head, chest heaving and clearly soaked in sweat from a combination of nerves and extreme arousal.

“A-are we done? P-please, I don’t wanna do any more…”

“Interesting…” Layla replied, sitting on the couch next to the girl, and taking a firm grip of her cock, her nails gently digging into the sensitive flesh.

“How about we keep going until your little friend down here agrees, huh?”

Miriam let out a despairing moan, and her still-hard cock throbbed insistently in Layla’s hand. Layla licked her lips as it started to drool something; she honestly couldn’t tell if it was just overly thick precum, or if the poor thing was so sensitive and desperate that she had ruined into Layla’s fist just at the thought of continuing.

Either way, Layla eagerly leaned in and slurped the thick goo directly off Miriam’s cockhead, and shuddered at the whiny, breathy moan she extracted.

God. She had utterly destroyed this girl, and she hadn’t even gotten undressed yet! She shrugged the straps of her jumpsuit off her shoulder, and let her bare breasts rest on Miriam’s thigh as she started blowing her again.

You don’t stand a chance, sweetie… you’re gonna become just like me…~