Unfortunately, the flexing left my throat open and the second shot of his sticky salty cum shot right against the back of my throat and slowly slid down my throat. I couldn’t stop it. The gooey disgusting fluid could be felt every inch of my stomach delivery system. I was so distracted by the sludge Ralphie had deposited in my throat that I wasn’t doing anything with my tongue to stop the third shot, and it ended up being the largest amount, and nearly all of it pour passed my tonsils.
“Holy shit, what a born cocksucker! Jesus Bruno, she is a fucking champ! You gotta try her out!”
Ralphie finally let go of my hair as he pulled his shrinking cock out of my mouth and I doubled over in my chair and vomited out his cum. I had an empty stomach so nothing but white goo exited and fell onto my right bare foot. I was gasping for air and trying to process what had just happened to me when my hair was gripped again and I was pulled to a straight sitting position.
What I saw in front of me was terrifying, Bruno, Ralphie’s head muscle man was in front of me with his pants down and what looked like a baby’s arm holding an apple. The cock he had was shocking in its size and I begged him not to make me take it. He laughed and shoved forward, pulling me to him. But it was no use, his horsecock was just too big. My lips couldn’t fit around it, not that his didn’t try to force it in, but my teeth apparently were unpleasant enough for him to stop trying.
Then he told me to stick out my tongue, I shut my mouth and wasn’t going to comply when Ralphie whipped out a switchblade.
“Stick it out, or I will cut it out. Your choice.”
I closed my eyes and steeled my reserve and stuck my tongue out as far as I could. Bruno began to massage his cock on my tongue. Slid the shaft along it, pressed the head into it, moving his unit all around, masturbating with my tongue.
“Make your tongue hard you little bitch.”
“Whaaa?” I asked, keeping my tongue out.
“Like this!” Bruno stuck his tongue out making a point with it. I copied him and he pulled his dick up so the underside was facing me and began to pull my head back and then push it forward, making my tongue slide up and down the underside of his moose dick.
He must have enjoyed it because he began moaning and groaning in Italian. This continued for at least a full minute or two before he said, “Oh shit, it’s time!”
He pulled back from me and started jacking off his penis. I watched, not knowing it was a bad idea until he grunted and bucked his hips, sending a full shot of his cum into my eye. It stuck like a motherfucker, but I didn’t have to spend too much time thinking about it as rope after rope of thick cum began to criss cross my face, the warm gooey fluid feeling slimy on me.
“Ah Jesus. Oh I need a good cum. Damn I wish I could have tried that mouth.”
“Yes, her mouth is one to be proud off, ha-ha.” Ralphie assured Bruno.
Finally they let go of my hair and I heard them walking. I opened my right eye only, the left was drenched in semen, and just saw the back of Bruno as they left. My dad was crumpled in a pile on the floor.
I stumbled to my feet and trudged to the bathroom. I saw myself in the mirror and immediately doubled over and vomited again. Well, dry heaved, as I had nothing left to vomit. When I had steadied myself, I turned on the faucet and washed my face. I still felt gross so I showered. Even clean, I felt extremely dirty. I walked past my Dad, still on the floor.
I didn’t want to blame him but I did. He should have found money, he should have not let that happen to me. He must have come around during the night because the next morning as I prepared for school, my psyche destroyed, he was at the table drinking coffee but said nothing. In fact, we didn’t mention a word of what had happened until I got home from school on Thursday.
Thursday was debt day, and Ralphie would be coming by.
“Sarah, come here sweetheart.” My daddy said when I got home.
I sat across from him at the table, still angry with him.
“Sarah, I . . . I am so sorry for what happened to you. . . I didn . . . . ”
“What happened to me? Do you even know what that gross asshole did to me? Do you know dad?”
“I know he was, well I am sure he finished putting himself in your . . . mouth and . . ”
“You don’t know! You were passed out on the floor! The sick fuck forced me to suck on him and he made me drink his stuff! It was the grossest thing that has ever happened. And then that friend of his put his stuff all over my face! Why didn’t you fix it daddy!?”
“Oh god sweetie, I didn’t realize all that happened.”
“No you didn’t. You didn’t ask!”
He sighed loudly. “Sarah . . . ” His eyes were filled with tears. “I. . . I don’t make much money, it takes all I have to keep this dump. Ralphie. . . . he offered to take a payment . . . of you.”
“What?”
“He said he would count you as a $2000 dollar payment.”
“Payment?”
“Yes baby. He . . . he will trade an hour with you for that. Give me time to save up for next week.”
“What did he say when you told him no?”
Daddy just looked at me. My eyes teared up.
“Oh. . . God.” I said horsely. “You told him he could, didn’t you?”
Daddy didn’t have to say a word. That was when I heard a hard knock at the door.
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