Page 54 of Perverted Fantasies

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“Bring it on,” she said.

“Oh, I intend to,” I said as I dropped to my knees and sidled up to her and stuck my cock in her open mouth once again. With my hands on her tits for leverage, I proceeded to fuck her face, giving her my entire cock right from the beginning, slamming it into her mouth, my balls slapping up against her forehead at the end of every thrust.

Kristina was making loud gagging sounds beneath me but wasn’t struggling to get away. In fact, she reached her hands around my waist and was pulling me towards her with every thrust.

“That’s right,” I said. “Take that cock. Take the whole fucking thing in your mouth.”

I slid one of my hands down her stomach and slipped three fingers into her pussy and started banging away while continuing to fuck her face. Kristina’s legs quivered and the sloppy, moaning sounds coming from her mouth got more intense.

I continued pumping her mouth, moving in and out at a regular, consistent pace, not too quick, not too slow, but giving her my entire cock every time.

The upside-down face-fucking caused Kristina to produce buckets of saliva. It dripped down her face, got into her nose, covered her forehead, lodged in her hair. And my cock was a wet, sloppy, disgustingly awesome mess.

After slamming my cock into her one last time, I pulled my hips back, extracting my cock from her mouth. I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and stood up.

I reached out grabbed her ankles, one in each hand, and lifted them up, pulling her upper body further up on the couch until the back of her head was lying on the seat cushion instead of hanging off.

I quickly turned around so I was facing the same direction as she was, then dropped onto the couch, one knee on each side of her head. I was straddling Kristina’s face, my ballsack hovering directly above her mouth. Her head was framed by my legs.

“Open up,” I said.

Kristina opened her mouth.

“Wider,” I said.

Smiling, she did as she’d been instructed.

“That’s better,” I said as I proceeded to drop my balls into her mouth. “Now suck on them.”

A moan of pleasure escaped from my throat as Kristina went to work on my balls. I pressed my cock down against her face, rubbing it on her cheeks, rolling it over her nose, transferring the saliva from my cock onto her face, leaving it a glistening, sloppy mess.

“Are you still enjoying yourself?” I asked, looking down at her.

Kristina nodded. Her eyes were gleaming, full of anticipation.

“I’m sure you are,” I said. “But not as much as I’m going to be in a minute.”

Staring down at her, I jerked myself off as she continued sucking on my balls. The feeling was intense, consisting of just the right combination of pleasure and pain.

“Do you like that?” I asked. “Do you like having my balls in your mouth?”

Kristina said something that sounded like yes but it was hard to tell with her mouth so full.

“Yeah, I bet you do,” I said.

I pulled my balls out of Kristina’s mouth and replaced them with my cock, shoving it down her throat and holding it there for a couple of seconds before pulling it back out and slipping my balls back into it again.

I did this until I’d had enough of Kristina sucking on my balls, then I stood up and turned around as though I was going to take a seat on the couch, but instead of plopping down on one of the cushions I spread my legs and dropped my ass directly onto her face.

Squatting over her with one hand on the armrest and the other jerking myself off, I rubbed my asshole up and down Kristina’s face, riding her nose and mouth with my crack, forcing her to taste my ass.

“Tongue out,” I said. “And keep it there.”

She obliged.

“Good girl,” I said, riding her tongue with my asshole, keeping enough pressure on Kristina’s face that she couldn’t squirm away but not too much that she couldn’t breathe.

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