Page 96 of S is for SEX

He narrowed his eyes and glared as he shoved his cock deep into my throat. My gagging did little to convince him to give me any relief. As the tears ran down my cheeks, he continued to grudge fuck my face.

“…and I was like whatever, bitch, you met his skanky ass on Tinder. But she said he was like this perfect specimen of man. Anyway. So the guy was taking her to the beach, and out to eat and stuff, and they were like going out all the time…”

With my head directly over the phone and Luke’s knees straddling it, he continued to fuck my throat not much differently than he fucked my pussy. I never had anyone fuck my face before, and although I would have guessed it was something I wouldn’t have enjoyed, something about it was a huge turn-on.

Wide-eyed and with a fire burning between my legs, I glanced up at his muscular chest and down along the rippled muscles of his abdomen. The head of his cock banged against the back of my throat as I hoped Chloe would just keep talking long enough for Luke to finish.

“…so it ends up, this guy is married. And I was like, no shit, bitch. They’re all married.”

As much as my mind was enjoying the face fucking, my throat continued to reject it. Luke, however, pounded away as Chloe’s unrelenting blabbing belched out of the phone’s speaker.

“Hello?”

“What’s that noise?”

After a few more strokes, he pulled himself from my mouth. I gasped for air and gazed down at the phone. The screen was covered in saliva.

Oh fuck that’s hot.

“I…uhhm…I had,” I said, trying to catch my breath between words. “I had the same…the uhhm…”

I wiped my mouth and inhaled a choppy breath. “I had the same problem.”

Thwack!

He slapped me with his cock again.

“Is this a bad time? I mean it sounds like you’ve got a lot going on.”

I caught my breath, glared at Luke for a moment, and lowered my head toward the phone. “No, I just. No, I’m sorry, I just really wanted to tell you this.”

“Okay.”

“Sarah’s thing? Basically, it happened to me.”

Thwack!

I glared at him.

You fucker.

I wiped the saliva from my cheek.

He grinned, brushed the hair out of his face, and climbed down from the countertop.

Thank God.

I realized my best option was to talk fast, tell my story, and get her going on another subject before he started whatever he was going to do.

“So, I met like fifty guys, and they were all dicks. And then I met this guy, just like Sarah, and he was perfect, but the prick was married, and I just lost it. I came home, got drunk, and swore to never use that fucking app again,” I blurted.

“That’s it?” She laughed. “That’s your story?”

“Well, yeah. But…” I thought about what to say, and quickly decided to just make something up. “So there was this one guy who wanted me to do this threesome with his roommate, and I was like, are you…”

Luke slowly pushed himself deep inside of me. Not only was it immediately apparent I was ready for him, but my pussy was completely soaked. I opened my mouth wide and exhaled against the screen of the phone as I absorbed the feeling of him filling me with his cock.

Talking on the phone while I was being fucked would have never even entered my mind as an option for sex, but now that I was in the middle of doing it I decided it was the hottest shit I had ever been a part of.

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