He groaned in pleasure, his cock deep inside her as he started to cum, pushed swiftly over the edge by her foul language and whorish behavior.
Groaning, he thrust forward a few more times until his load was spent. He looked down at her and smiled as she fought to catch her breathe, her hands absentmindedly pulling at her nipples. Leaning over, he kissed her on the lips and slid out from between her legs.
As he did so, she finally came down from her orgasm and was able to relax a little. Groaning, he slid from bed and retrieved a discarded towel. She smiled, finally content, and pushed the towel between her legs and under her butt as he lay back down beside her.
Happy, the two fell asleep in each other’s arms in the early afternoon. A few hours later, she woke up and checked the time. They hadn’t moved an inch.
She smiled as she looked at him, wondering why she’d ever thought of breaking up. He was sweet, loyal, and so what if he was a little oblivious. She saw him drooling a little and giggled. Sliding quietly from bed, she pulled on a pair of panties and then saw the scrap of paper on the floor. Quietly, she went and picked it up, walking over to the trash.
Something stopped her though, and she turned the paper over. The name Brandon was scrawled hurriedly across the scrap, along with his cell number. She smiled, walking over to get her phone from her purse. Unlocking it, she glanced over at Keith, feeling a little guilty for a few seconds, but then smiling and telling herself, “It’s just a little flirting,” before entering his name and number into her contacts.
“Too bad you didn’t get to show me what you were doing after class,” she sent, smiling and feeling delightfully naughty.
“Samantha?” he replied.
She sent a smiley face in confirmation.
“Damn I do love a tease,” he sent back. “As long as there’s a follow through,” he quickly added.
She covered her mouth for a moment, her smile wide and her heart beating faster for some reason.
“I do love to tease,” she said. “You should have seen me working out the other night.”
“How do you know I didn’t?” he sent, adding a smiley face at the end.
“Aww, my own stalker,” she sent, giggling quietly to herself.
“For a chance at an ass as nice as yours, hell yeah,” he replied.
She smiled, quietly shivering for a moment at his brazenness. It was surprisingly such a turn on!
“What did you end up doing?” he sent.
She giggled, wondering if she should actually tell him. She grinned. He was being cheeky and arrogant and probably deserved to be punished.
“Oh, just my boyfriend,” she sent.
“Ha!” he replied. “Bullshit.”
She giggled. “I did!” she replied. “You don’t believe me?”
“Hell no,” he replied. “Proof or stfu.”
She briefly wondered what stfu meant, and quickly searched for it on her phone. Snickering, she shook her head and started to type a new message.
“Okay,” she said, “but you won’t like it.” She turned her phone around and took a picture of her naked boyfriend, taking a moment to pull the sheet over him. Adding it to the message, she sent if off, waiting for him to respond.
“Well then,” he replied. “I guess I deserved that.”
She laughed out loud, then covered her mouth, looking over at Keith. He didn’t move. Looking back at her phone, she saw that he’d replied again.
“Did he cum in you or on you?” he asked.
She raised an eyebrow, wondering why he cared. Boys were weird creatures though, so who knew?
“In me,” she replied. “Why? You weirdo.”
“Haha,” he sent back. “In your pussy or in your mouth.”
“In my nether regions,” she sent, still wondering what he was getting at.
“Shit, prude,” he said. “Can’t stand girls who don’t swallow.”
She giggled again. “Who said I don’t?” she sent, then sat in embarrassed silence as she realized what she told him.
“That’s my girl!” he sent. “You got any pics of yourself?” he asked.
She smirked, rolling her eyes. “I just started talking to you and you want pictures of me?”
He sent her an adorable picture of a puppy with big eyes looking up with a caption that read, “Please? Send nudes.”
She laughed and shook her head. “No way! You could post them on the Internet or something!”
“Sigh…” he sent. “That’s why you take some with your head cut-off,” he replied.
She hadn’t thought of that.
“Besides, I don’t do that,” he added. “That’s really fuckin’ scummy.”
She smiled, liking him more and more.
She flipped through the few pictures that she had of herself, but all of them were showing her face. She couldn’t believe that she’d never thought of taking a photo without her face showing.
“You ignoring me now?” he sent.
She smirked and replied, “No, Mr. Impatient. I was trying to find a picture for you.”
“Aww, good girl,” he replied. She rolled her eyes at the good girl comment and texted again.
“Too bad though, I don’t have any of myself that don’t show my face.”
“Shit,” he replied. “Well, since you claim to swallow, take one of just your face with a load of your boyfriend’s man-chowder in there.”
She covered her mouth, laughing quietly at his terminology and the general embarrassment of the whole situation. Still, it wasn’t a bad idea. She supposed she could just take a picture of her mouth full of Keith’s spunk.
“That can be arranged,” she said. “What do I get out of it?”
“Well, besides a load of cum?” he sent.
“Well yeah, besides that,” she replied, giggling.
“I’ll buy you lunch some time, no strings. I’ll also send you a picture of my dick, all hard n’ shit.”
She covered her mouth, giggling quietly. Intrigued, she weighed her choices for a minute. She didn’t really stand to lose anything if she took the picture right, she figured. Plus, it was a free lunch and she’d never gotten a picture of some guy’s dick on her phone.
“Deal,” she sent finally, covering her face in momentary embarrassment. “Give me a little while and you’ll get your picture.”
“Hell yeah,” he replied. “Text me when you’re done.”
“Will do,” she replied and put her phone down. Turning, she looked over and saw Keith still snoozing.
Quietly, she walked over to the bed and pulled the sheet down. She quietly wondered if he would be able to get it up but figured that she was more than skilled enough to pull off the task at hand.
Laying down on the bed, she took the towel and rubbed his cock clean with a clean part of the fabric, then leaned down as he started to rouse from his sleep, her tongue running up his cock as she looked up at him.
“Oh my,” he said, looking down as she squeezed the base and started to suck on the head. She winked and bobbed her head up and down, her lips sliding down to the base and back up as she sucked. He groaned, and she could feel the blood rushing to his cock as she pleasured him.
Suddenly having an idea, she pulled her mouth off of him and gestured over to her phone. “Grab your phone and take some pictures,” she said, smiling up at him.
His eyes got big and he smiled widely. “Wow, Sam,” he said. “You’re really wild today!”
She snickered and lowered her lips down to his cock again, slurping at the steadily hardening serpent with her lips and tongue. He groaned, his phone in hand as he aimed it down toward her. She looked up, then lowered her head again, her lips sliding up and down. Putting on a bit of a show, she moaned and started to raise and lower her head dramatically, stroking up and down as she did so.
Keith’s cock was hard by this point, and it looked like he was having a hard time focusing.
“Pictures,” she said, gently biting at the flesh of his cock.
He grimaced and looked down, taking a picture as she grinned with her teeth on the flesh of his cock.
He smiled and shook his head as she giggled. Focusing back on what she was doing, she let herself enjoy the gift she was giving Keith.
In all her time with Pastor Dickhead, she’d come to realize that she really did love sucking cock. At first it had just started as a way to help a man in apparent need, but it had turned into something much more to her.
She loved the way they responded to her, especially if they were more vocal about it. She loved how the flesh of their organs felt in her mouth, and how they seemed to enjoy forcing her down harder and harder on themselves. She loved the way it made them squirm when she licked or sucked on their testicles and liked figuring out what they liked in particular. She’d only knowingly sucked off two, though Pastor Dickhead had admitted that he’d had other people come in and use her mouth when he wanted.
Still, Keith was relatively new to getting blowjobs, so she was definitely looking forward to learning what he liked. Plus, who knew who she’d get to pleasure next?
She smiled at the thought and focused again, her tempo increasing as she sucked hard on his cock. She looked up and saw Keith still taking pictures, obedient as ever.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “I’m gonna cum, honey,” he mumbled.
She grinned. She also loved, loved, loved when a cock came in her mouth. She loved the way it tasted, loved the way it oozed around inside or down her chin. She loved the way it slid down her throat and the expressions on their faces when she did so. She looked up then, as Keith fought to take another picture or two, and winked.
A burst of warm semen flooded her mouth and she whimpered in pleasure, moaning as she fought to keep it in and not swallow. Again and again he cried out, oddly holding his phone on her face and convulsing in pleasure.
Thick swathes of cum rolled around in her mouth, and she was surprised that he had so much of it, given that he’d just orgasmed. She whimpered, desperately wanting to swallow what she had, but instead, she grabbed his phone and spun it around. She saw that he’d been videoing her instead of taking pictures and rolled her eyes in irritation. She’d have to see if she could figure out how to get screen shots from it. Quickly turning the video off, she flipped the phone around and opened her mouth after switching it to selfie mode. Carefully, she opened her mouth and took a picture, being sure to exclude everything but her mouth.