Olivia screamed and started to cum. Jack shouted out, “Fuck!” and pulled his cock all the way out of her, their mixed cum burping out of her stretched labia, her cum squirting out of her as well, one hand moving to her thigh, pulling her leg up against his skinny chest, his other hand moving to his cock, holding it by the base and ramming it back into her, making the mixed sexual juices splatter everywhere, then changing the release of fluids as he rammed his cock into her with one good thrust.
His hand moved from his cock as it violated Oliva, and slapped down hard on her exposed clit. Her clit was standing tall, well as tall as a clit got, her sex spread wide open, stretched to its limit around his Coke-can wide cock. He pushed down hard on her clit, rubbing it roughly, pressing it against his shaft buried into her shaven, virgin pussy all the way to the hilt. Jack rocked his hips back six or seven inches, about half his cock coming out of her, then rammed his hips forward, bottoming out inside her again. He pulled back again, and slammed forward, his heavy balls slapping against her ass, starting a rhythm while she came that he knew he couldn’t keep up forever.
Olivia was cumming, and Jack was doing everything he could to make her cum harder and longer. Her body was shaking. He had painted her with his cum, only a light covering, nothing like the thick messy goop he had covered her face with the first time he came that night. With her body shaking, drops of cum were flying everywhere, covering her dining room table with a spattering of Jack’s cum as her body writhed in pleasure.
He kept fucking her at that impossible pace, amazed at how long he was able to keep it up, working her through her orgasm, waiting for her to seem coherent again. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, feeling Olivia’s cunt spasming in orgasm around his cock, Jack slowed his pace to something more moderate, slowing down his pace on her clit as well.
“So you’re my little slut now, are you? Wanting me to fuck you anytime, anywhere?” He slammed his cock into with a grunt, then spoke while he drew it out slowly. “I want to fuck you here, obviously. In your room. On your bed. On your mother;s bed. In the shower. But that’s not all. I want to fuck you up against the window. I want to fuck you in your yard. I want to fuck you at school. IN the hallway between classes. Maybe during classes. In empty classrooms. I want to cover your body in cum and make you walk around the school with it under your clothes. Fill your slut cunt up with my cock spray and let it slip down your thighs in class. You’re my little slut now, my sex toy, my cock sleave, my cum dump. And slut, I am going to cum dump all over you, inside you and in every whole. I’m going to fill your belly and your pussy with cum every single day. That’s what you want, right? To be my slut? To worship my cock? To be my sex toy, my sex slave? To devote yourself to me, to my cock? Say it.”
It had taken Jack quite a few thrusts to get out that speech. He took a deep breath and started thrusting into her wildly again, abusing her clit with his rough rubbing, crushing it between the palm of his hand and the cock pistoning into her pussy. He wasn’t making it easy for her to answer, asking her questions then fucking her hard while she spoke.
After she answered him, Jack felt himself getting close, so he slowed down to the moderate pace again. He asked her questions the same way, ramming in hard, then pulling out oh so slow, talking on the outstroke.
“I knew you were a slut Olivia. Staring at your Mommy’s titties like that. Wanting to suck on her nipples. A wanton, eager, cock-crazed, cum-loving slut. Little lesbian cock sucker. Heh. Bi. Bisexual. You want me to fuck your mom while you sit on her face. You mean while you make her eat you out. And what is she going to be eating out of your pussy, my little slut? Not just your pussy drippings, but my cum. Your Master’s cum. You want your mom to eat my cum out of your pussy. You are a slut. You want to eat out your mom too. I know you do. Will you lick her clit while I fuck her? Is that part of your fantasy?”
Jack was pretty sure he could go a little longer, plus he wanted to let Olivia answer the questions, so he resumed the hell for leather pace, fucking her all out one more time. Once she had answered him he slowed again.
“And I could have sworn you said you would fuck anyone I wanted you to. You naughty, naughty slut. You;re going to bring me all your girl friends. We are going to fuck all of them. One-by-one, two or three at a time, and eventually all at once. You would like that wouldn’t you? Watching your Master fuck your slutty, whorish friends. Do you just want to watch, masturbating openly in front of us? Or does my little slut want to join in? Lick some titties? Rub some pussies? Share some cum?”
He thrust into her and stopped suddenly. “Fuck, I’m cuming!”
The first blast was into her pussy. Jack pulled out as fast as he could, half the second blast inside her, the other splattered up, arching lightly and splattering over her belly. These were thick, gooey, blasts of cum. His cock cannon continued its barrage, firing volley after volley. Jack did his best to aim it, trying to hit Olivia’s nipples mostly until they were completely covered in thick goo, then arching his cock up and aiming for her face, getting most of it in her hair. As he started to come down from the orgasm, his blasts turned into ropes, and he painted her belly and her mons with streams of cum until finally he laid his cock on her belly, his balls against her slit, the cum leaking from his cockhead oozing onto her stomach and pooling into her belly button.
After a minute he let go of Olivia’s leg. He stepped back from the table and sat in the cummy chair.
“You are amazing Oliva,” he said, the fiegned malice he had while fucking gone, affection filling his voice as he called her, “my little slut.”
His hand moved from his cock as it violated Oliva, and slapped down hard on her exposed clit. Her clit was standing tall, well as tall as a clit got, her sex spread wide open, stretched to its limit around his Coke-can wide cock. He pushed down hard on her clit, rubbing it roughly, pressing it against his shaft buried into her shaven, virgin pussy all the way to the hilt. Jack rocked his hips back six or seven inches, about half his cock coming out of her, then rammed his hips forward, bottoming out inside her again. He pulled back again, and slammed forward, his heavy balls slapping against her ass, starting a rhythm while she came that he knew he couldn’t keep up forever.
Olivia was cumming, and Jack was doing everything he could to make her cum harder and longer. Her body was shaking. He had painted her with his cum, only a light covering, nothing like the thick messy goop he had covered her face with the first time he came that night. With her body shaking, drops of cum were flying everywhere, covering her dining room table with a spattering of Jack’s cum as her body writhed in pleasure.
He kept fucking her at that impossible pace, amazed at how long he was able to keep it up, working her through her orgasm, waiting for her to seem coherent again. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, feeling Olivia’s cunt spasming in orgasm around his cock, Jack slowed his pace to something more moderate, slowing down his pace on her clit as well.
“So you’re my little slut now, are you? Wanting me to fuck you anytime, anywhere?” He slammed his cock into with a grunt, then spoke while he drew it out slowly. “I want to fuck you here, obviously. In your room. On your bed. On your mother;s bed. In the shower. But that’s not all. I want to fuck you up against the window. I want to fuck you in your yard. I want to fuck you at school. IN the hallway between classes. Maybe during classes. In empty classrooms. I want to cover your body in cum and make you walk around the school with it under your clothes. Fill your slut cunt up with my cock spray and let it slip down your thighs in class. You’re my little slut now, my sex toy, my cock sleave, my cum dump. And slut, I am going to cum dump all over you, inside you and in every whole. I’m going to fill your belly and your pussy with cum every single day. That’s what you want, right? To be my slut? To worship my cock? To be my sex toy, my sex slave? To devote yourself to me, to my cock? Say it.”
It had taken Jack quite a few thrusts to get out that speech. He took a deep breath and started thrusting into her wildly again, abusing her clit with his rough rubbing, crushing it between the palm of his hand and the cock pistoning into her pussy. He wasn’t making it easy for her to answer, asking her questions then fucking her hard while she spoke.
After she answered him, Jack felt himself getting close, so he slowed down to the moderate pace again. He asked her questions the same way, ramming in hard, then pulling out oh so slow, talking on the outstroke.
“I knew you were a slut Olivia. Staring at your Mommy’s titties like that. Wanting to suck on her nipples. A wanton, eager, cock-crazed, cum-loving slut. Little lesbian cock sucker. Heh. Bi. Bisexual. You want me to fuck your mom while you sit on her face. You mean while you make her eat you out. And what is she going to be eating out of your pussy, my little slut? Not just your pussy drippings, but my cum. Your Master’s cum. You want your mom to eat my cum out of your pussy. You are a slut. You want to eat out your mom too. I know you do. Will you lick her clit while I fuck her? Is that part of your fantasy?”
Jack was pretty sure he could go a little longer, plus he wanted to let Olivia answer the questions, so he resumed the hell for leather pace, fucking her all out one more time. Once she had answered him he slowed again.
“And I could have sworn you said you would fuck anyone I wanted you to. You naughty, naughty slut. You;re going to bring me all your girl friends. We are going to fuck all of them. One-by-one, two or three at a time, and eventually all at once. You would like that wouldn’t you? Watching your Master fuck your slutty, whorish friends. Do you just want to watch, masturbating openly in front of us? Or does my little slut want to join in? Lick some titties? Rub some pussies? Share some cum?”
He thrust into her and stopped suddenly. “Fuck, I’m cuming!”
The first blast was into her pussy. Jack pulled out as fast as he could, half the second blast inside her, the other splattered up, arching lightly and splattering over her belly. These were thick, gooey, blasts of cum. His cock cannon continued its barrage, firing volley after volley. Jack did his best to aim it, trying to hit Olivia’s nipples mostly until they were completely covered in thick goo, then arching his cock up and aiming for her face, getting most of it in her hair. As he started to come down from the orgasm, his blasts turned into ropes, and he painted her belly and her mons with streams of cum until finally he laid his cock on her belly, his balls against her slit, the cum leaking from his cockhead oozing onto her stomach and pooling into her belly button.
After a minute he let go of Olivia’s leg. He stepped back from the table and sat in the cummy chair.
“You are amazing Oliva,” he said, the fiegned malice he had while fucking gone, affection filling his voice as he called her, “my little slut.”
