Page 321 of S is for SEX

I no more than finished speaking, and I felt her throat convulse, followed by an audible pop. The remaining three inches of my cock disappeared into her mouth. When it did, I felt my cock fill her throat with my left hand as I squeezed her neck. Holy fuck, this is cool. As my balls pressed against the space between her upper lip and nose, my watering eyes opened wide, and I smiled at my accomplishment.

Well, her accomplishment.

Our accomplishment.

My entire cock was in her throat. Every fucking inch of it. This was a first. I stared in awe of it all. After what may have been several seconds, I noticed she was blinking her eyes rapidly. Maybe it was some sort of a submissive sign to stop, hell I didn’t know. Reluctantly, I pulled my cock from her mouth.

She sat up and pressed her palms against her chest as she heaved for breath. As she gasped for air, she sounded like someone who had come up for a breath at the swimming pool after trying to swim all the way to the bottom, not knowing of the pressure at that depth. As her breathing began to become less labored, she lowered herself onto the motorcycle seat again.

“Holy fuck. That was hot,” she said as she lowered the back of her head onto the fender again.

Her head, now resting on the fender, shook as the motorcycle sat, still running. The exhaust note rumbled through the garage as she attempted to make herself comfortable.

Jesus H. Christ. She actually enjoyed it. Impossible. No one actually likes this shit.

Her face was covered in saliva and mascara. Hell, being dominant was as good as being in a fist fight - maybe better. I really wanted to fuck her, but I needed to see my cock disappear into her throat again before we moved on to anything else. As the motorcycle vibrated and the exhaust filled the garage, I wondered how breathing all of these fumes may affect us.

“Open your goddamned mouth again,” I growled as I held the base of my rock-hard cock in my right hand.

Her mouth didn’t immediately open, which I was certain by Dom standards, was breaking some sort of Dom law. Backlash would be necessary. With tears running down my cheeks from the exhaust fumes, I raised my cock a foot over her head and swung it like a bat.

Whack!

Her cheek was now covered with two red cock shaped marks. Promptly, she shook her upside down head from side to side to regain her wits. As soon as her head stopped moving and her eyes opened I cock-slapped her face again for good measure.

Whack!

“I should just beat you to death with this big fucker,” I shouted, “open that mouth of yours, slut.”

The slut word just kind of slipped out. I was so used to calling Liv a slut, it just escaped without thought. A heat of the moment mistake. I waited for her to complain, but the opposite happened.

“Oh God. I’m your little slut. Your filthy little slut. Just for you. Use me up,” she whined.

Not certain if she was done speaking or not, I shoved my cock into her mouth as she was saying Use meup. Before the word up actually came all the way out, my cock was on its way in. I bent my knees slightly, let go of my cock, and gripped her neck with both hands. As I squeezed her neck firmly in my hands, I pressed my hips toward her face.

Pop.

Oh fuck yes. All the way in.

Slowly, I pulled my cock free of her throat and out of her mouth. As soon as the head of it rested against her lips, I shoved it back into her mouth and down her throat.

Pop.

My balls pressed against the tip of her nose. As I squeezed her neck, I felt my cock in her throat. Holy fuck I like this. Dominance, or at least this particular type, was fucking great. I was beginning to fucking love it. I pulled my cock two-thirds the way out and immediately shoved it back in deep. I continued this over and over like a man possessed. The popping noise eventually diminished, and I was now fucking her throat like it was a wet pussy. Her face, covered in saliva and mascara, made her look like a B-Rate horror movie actress.

I blinked my eyes a few times and wiped the tears from my face. The exhaust fumes had become unbearable.

Holy fuck I wish I could open the garage door.

I looked down at her drool covered face with my cock buried deep in her mouth. Almost instantly, I came to the realization that I was in charge. I released her neck from my grasp, pulled my cock from her mouth, and quickly slapped her with it three times hard as I could.

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

Confused, she looked up at me, her face covered with cock shaped welts.

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