It’s Like I Don’t Even Own My Pussy Anymore (Part 3)

Editor’s note: This post by Staci is a work of fiction. Read Part 2 here.

I was still stunned by what he said and thankfully my mouth was agape because he surprised me by jutting his dick forward as I was cleaning it and if my mouth wasn’t already open his cock would have crammed itself in anyway.

I grabbed his dick with both hands, one above the other, to slow down his thrusts and block him from pumping my face as I looked up at him. He was breathing heavy and had that look in his eyes that guys get, like they are test driving a sport scar and want to see exactly how fast it can go. “I can do this for you,” I started to say because I thought I was being charming but Johnny didn’t even wait for the sentence to finish.

He slapped my hands off his dick, grabbed me by the hair on the back of my head and doubled-over so my face was pinned against his balls as I gagged and started oozing goo from my throat all over his lap. Then he sat back and yanked my head off of him. “If I want to hear your voice, I’ll let you know,” he reminded me. Back down I went as he used my mouth and throat to his liking. It was a strange sensation, almost like I wasn’t even there. He was practically jerking himself off and my throat was just a sleeve he wanted to penetrate instead of gripping it with his palms.

Just as I thought I might lose my lunch, I felt that swell of lust in him and knew what was happening next. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, trying to keep all of him inside me. He doubled down, jamming his prick even deeper and resting his elbow on my head so I couldn’t even shift side to side. Then he unleashed all of it.

Spurt after spurt, a hot milky soup of cum raced down my throat. I hardly even had a chance to taste it because it was being pumped into me with so much gusto… but Johnny wasn’t satisfied that easily. He yanked my head off him and looked me straight in my eyes. “Show it to me!” he yelled. “All of it! Get it back up!”

Without any hesitation I gulped hard and my throat went in reverse. His cum burped out of my mouth and cascaded down my neck. It was like I was overflowing with spunk and panicked a bit trying to catch my breath between ounces.

That’s when I finally realized that thumping sound wasn’t inside my head, it was someone who had been knocking at the door… and my mom walked into the room. I don’t think I’ve ever blushed so hard in my life. My face was bright red and probably even hotter than the cum drooling down my chest.

“Johnny,” she said pointedly as she looked at both of us. “I thought you agreed to leave her out of this. Just me you said. You aren’t being fair….” It was obvious he had something on her as well. Like mother like daughter I guess.

Johnny didn’t even answer her. He just stood up, shook the left overs over his dick right in my face and turned his back on both of us. Then he sauntered out of the room at his own pace without a care in the world.

We were his from then on. It was like I didn’t even own my pussy anymore. Anything Johnny wanted… he always got from then on, and he required us to smile about it, too.

Featured image: Kennedy Kressler in Cum Swallowing Auditions Vol. 30