"I would never let a man spit in my mouth, I don't know why y'all keep saying: spit in my mouth, spit in my mouth, that's fucking nasty," the video played out and my fingers double-tapped the screen.
"What're you doing?" came a deep voice from behind me.
I locked my phone in embarrassment and laughed nervously, "Oh, nothing."
-now-
Tears rush down my face renewed as his length presses further back into my throat before pulling back enough, only the head remaining on my tongue. "Fuck," he groans as his cum fills my mouth, "don't.. don't swallow it, let me see."
As I go to pull back, he grabs my chin tightly in his hand and my tongue lolls out as I open my mouth to show him the mix of his cum and my drool. "Such a good girl," he whispers just before he leans forward and lets a wad of spit drop into my mouth, "Now, swallow."
Obediently, my mouth closes and I swallow the thick mixture of his salty cum and spit as I feel a rush of excitement in the form of my own wetness between my legs. His eyes light up a bit at my state of disarray and the blush tinting my cheeks.
His fingers tangle in my hair as he wraps the length around his wrist, half leading, half dragging me to the bed. Yanking me up, he growls, "Hands and knees, now."
Crawling onto the bed, I sway my hips a bit, teasing and enticing. I glance over my shoulder and see him groan as he runs a hand over his chin before spitting on his hand, stroking his length a bit before climbing onto the bed behind me. The wet slick of his spit rubs along my wet folds, mixing before he begins pressing inside. A whining moan leaves my lips at the tight stretch, the lack of preparation, and he merely holds tighter onto my hips as my body trembles.
The way he fits inside of me leaves my pussy clenching, hugging him like a glove. He hisses a bit, murmuring praises as he begins to pump inside of me. The pace at first is slow and hard, but it quickly turns into animalistic fucking as I begin begging for more, crying out each time his cock pummels into the right spot as I slowly become a dumbed-out mess below him.
One particular thrust causes my arms to give out, but he continues relentlessly in his needs, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. For a second, he slows, pushing in as deep as he can, bullying my cervix as my pussy clenches needily at him. His hand yanks my head back by my hair. "Tell me what you need, babydoll," he murmurs, nipping at my chin.
"Please, use me, show me how I'm you're little toy to be used, only for you, make me your cumslut," my begging was incessant and needy, erratic as I wiggle my hips, desperate for him to continue.
"Hm," he makes a soft sound, "What were you watching earlier? Let me hear it."
The realization dawns on me somewhere between the desperation to cum and the overwhelming need to please him. He knows. The words come out shaky and whiney, "S-spit... please, spit in my mouth, Daddy."
"Good girl," he smirks cockily into my cheek as he yanks my head further back he once more spits in my mouth and I latch onto his tongue, sucking more of the juices off. Releasing my hair, I once more become a puddle of moans and begging and he cuts me off by continuing his relentless thrusting. He begins to abuse the gooey spot inside which has me seeing white as I convulse a bit in pleasure while my pussy spasms, a scream of "yessss" erupting from my lips. A few more unsteady thrusts against that spot leave me trembling, and then he joins me over with a whispered "fuuuuck" as I feel his warm seed filling me up to the brim.
"So much for being nasty," he teases, pressing soft kisses along my neck.
okay, cause I still feel this way from time to time, but I really do just want them to know you're never alone in your struggle. People from my childhood have made me feel guilty about being a person in so many different ways, and this was one of them. It helps to know that the way I have been working on my self-esteem is valid when seeing things of this nature.
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