Aimee had never imagined that deepthroating — an idea that she had feared and dreaded since the first time she saw it performed in a porno — could bring her such joy. But the knowledge that Jake’s hands were tied behind his back, unable to grab her head, filled her with confidence. And the stupefied look on Jake’s face made her feel like she’d just won a gold medal.
“Yummm,” Aimee roared softly, rubbing her suddenly copious saliva over Jake’s cock and applying it with firm, quickening strokes.
To her right, Aimee saw Andre gasping for breath as Liv bobbed up and down furiously in his lap while twisting her right hand at the base of his shaft, emitting slurping and sucking sounds loud enough to drown out the jets as her left hand gripped his thigh.
“Fffffuuuuck, I’m cumming, I’m cuhhhaaaa –” Andre’s words failed him as he reared his head back and bucked his hips.
Liv stayed on him like a bucking bronco rider, pumping her mouth and hand in unison even faster as she cast determined glances up at Andre’s face.
Andre shrugged his shoulders and straightened his legs as bliss overtook his body. Liv began to moan as she suddenly slowed her pace, sucking in long, firm strokes as she welcomed jet after jet of cum into her mouth with an approving moan.
When it looked as if Andre had spilled his last drop, Liv withdrew the cock with a loud pop and let out a girlish giggle as she wiped her lips with the back of her hand and sank backward.
A pang of jealously shot through Aimee as she turned back to Jake’s cock, determined to make it deliver.
She gripped the mighty rod firmly and brought her mouth down, wrapping her lips around the head and descending about halfway down the shaft. Keeping her hand in place, she slowly intensified her suction and began to bob her head up and down.
Eyes shut tight, Aimee was absorbed in the feeling of her mouth being filled with Jake’s hot flesh. She moved her hand downward, trying to move slightly deeper each time she descended. Every time she started to gag or think about her jaw, which was straining to contain Jake’s girth, he let out a new whimper or moan that reenergized her and made her want to keep going.
Aimee reascended for a moment, stroking Jake’s cock firmly while she gulped some air and cleared her throat. She glanced over to Andre, who had broken out of his pillowcase manacles and was neck deep in the water looking supremely relaxed. Liv had somehow already run back inside and grabbed her bullet vibrator, which she was now gliding over her clit with one hand as she propped herself up on the other and sat on the edge of the tub with her legs splayed out.
Then Aimee had an idea.
“Liv, do you think my boobs are big enough to be titty-fucked?,” Aimee asked, lifting her chest up out of the water.
“Oh yeah girl, definitely,” Liv giggled, beaming at the scene before her.
Aimee rubbed Jake’s thighs and leaned over his lap, arching her back.
“What do you think?” Aimee asked him, bringing her face inches from his. She felt drunk with power now. “Think it would feel good to have my titties wrapped around your big cock?”
Jake only nodded, scooting forward to meet Aimee’s chest. She gathered her ample breast flesh and nestled his hot member in the alley between them. She let out a thick wad of spit over his maroon head and started sliding up and down, using her hands to keep a tight enclosure around him. As she rhythmically moved her body up and down, feeling the ridges of Jake’s veiny rod glide across her breasts, he rocked his head back and gasped.
“I’m getting pretty close here,” Jake said between quickening breaths.
“Mmm, how would you like to cum, big guy?” Aimee cooed in time with a long stroke upward. “On my tits? Or maybe in my mouth?”
She couldn’t believe she was talking like this. Dirty talk hadn’t even been that big a part of her repertoire with previous partners. But here, in this different world, there were no expectations. No relationship dynamics. Just power and pleasure. And she felt safe to reach back for the filthiest language her mind could muster.
“Could you deepthroat me again?” Jake asked, voice trembling.
“Absolutely,” Aimee whispered up at him.
She wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft and enveloped her mouth around the top half of his member, taking care to keep clearance from her teeth as she felt his cushiony glans press against her soft palate. After taking a deep breath through her nose, she rocked her head from side to side until she felt him glide past her tonsils and into her throat and began to move up and down with small but quick motions, drawing a halting “oh, fuck” from Jake.
Aimee felt him tense up, knowing he was probably already past the point of no return. But just to be sure, she crept her right hand behind his balls and pressed her middle two fingers against his perineum. She immediately felt the spongy tissue under the skin tense up as Jake let out a deep groan.
She slid him out of her throat but kept him in her mouth, suckling firmly as the first gush of hot semen filled her cheeks. She tried to swallow as it kept coming, but she misjudged one of the spurts and coughed, sending some of his salty spunk dribbling down her chin. But she went back to work, lovingly slurping and licking whatever remained on his slick cock as he kept twitching in the aftershocks of his powerful orgasm.
When Aimee was sure he was done, she lifted her head, leaned back against the side of the tub and wiped the escaped cum off her chin, licking it off her fingers.
But she couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. And neither could any of her friends.
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