I’m at a glory hole in the back of a porn store. Dick after dick comes through the hole and I suck them all. My throat is slimy from all the cum that’s drained down it and it’s all sloshing around in my stomach. I’ve been given a task. For every 50 orgasms I swallow, I get to have one of my own.
After every one, I hold the cum in my mouth and snap a picture to send to my master as proof.
Right now, I’ve just finished up #49 and am waiting for the final one to come through the hole.
But my phone buzzes. It says the final one goes in your asshole before you swallow it. And I shiver in anticipation.
I hear a shuffling in the next room and a huge, beautiful cock slides through the hole. I tell the man that I’m going to let him fuck my asshole. He calls me a dirty girl and tells me to get to work.
But getting a good rhythm going through the wall turns out to be hard. After a couple aborted efforts, he finally says “fuck it, I’m coming in your stall. Get ready for a real fucking, you sick slut.”
I face the wall, stick my ass in the air, and wait. The door opens and he immediately starts to laugh. “I didn’t figure you’d be a babe, but wasn’t expecting quite such a tub of lard. Oh well, fatties aren’t much use for anything else, so at least you’ve figured out your place in life.”
I’m ashamed at how much this turns me on. I bury my face in my hands and ready for him to enter me. When he does, it feels like heaven. Before long, he’s pounding away, peppering me with insults. After a few minutes he’s getting close and tells me to get ready to swallow his load.
He steps back, and I turn around. In astonishment. It’s my father. He’s standing there, jacking his cock, with a stunned look on his face.
“Mel…Melissa? Oh god, Melissa?”
I don’t know what to say. I can’t believe it. I can’t believe that my own father has just been fucking my asshole. I can’t believe…that he’s still jacking his cock.
He takes a step forward. And another. His cock is right in front of my face. He’s looking down at me, with disgust on his face.
“Go ahead, darling. You might as well finish what you started.”
I open my mouth to say…I don’t know what. Something. Anything. But before I can get a word out, his dick goes in. I can taste lube and the fetid smell of my own asshole. I’m trembling. From fear? From anticipation? I don’t know.
He reaches out and brushes the hair from my face. “You were always a disappointment, you know? At least now you’ve figured out something you can do to make your daddy happy. Doesn’t that make you feel good, darling?
I nod slowly, staring up at him as he plunges deeper. As he buries himself inside my throat. As he fucks my skull until tears are running down my face and snot is sputtering out my nose. And then he grabs me and shoves me down hard and his dick starts erupting, shooting stream after stream directly into my throat.
I have never been happier in my life.
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