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The room was dimly lit by a lamp on the dresser; I shimmied up until my head was at the end of the mattress again reliving the memory of the incredible face fuck. I grew drowsy and slipped off to sleep to dream of sexy Wayne for I don't know how long. I was abruptly awoken when the door to the room to the bedroom slammed open. I flung the covers over me and covered all but my head wondering what the hell was going on.
Chapter 6
I craned by head back to see a silhouette framed from the bright light of the basement. It was Judy and Wayne, both naked, Judy had wrapped her hands around Wayne's face and was french kissing him like there was no tomorrow. She was impaled on Wayne's cock and had wrapped her legs around his waist. Wayne had his arms around her and was roughly thrusting up into her again and again eliciting a moan/squeal that was muffled by their kisses.
I sat frozen, not sure what to do. Wayne would take small steps back, ever slowly backing up toward the bed. "Shit", I thought, "where the hell am I to go? He's got to remember I'm on the bed!"
Step after micro step, with every thrust into Judy, Wayne was backing right up to where my face was lying over the mattress. I could literally look up and watch his dick sliding in and out of her snatch, so jealous it wasn't my ass he was fucking.... Ever so slowly, Wayne began to lower his ass to the bed where my face was. Just as he lowered himself so that my nose spread his butt cheeks and went into the crevice of his ass, he suddenly shouted, "Woah!" and rose his butt up a foot and took a step forward.
Judy came off a french kiss and said, "What?" Wayne sputtered for a moment, finally remembering he had left me on my bed, and said, "Nothing babe, you are just so tight, it feels so good, and has been so long..." Judy giggled, and said, "Well keep it up, stud!", and went back to kissing him.
Unable to maintain Judy's weight in a standing position, and unsure what to do, he kept kissing Judy and slowly backed up again, hoping I would get out of the way. The problem is, I had no where to go....
He reached the edge of the bed again, and gently began to sit down. When he realized that it was my face he was sitting on, and not the bed, he moaned,"O, man, does that feel good!" Judy giggled, thinking he was talking about her. He would thrust up into Judy which would raise his butt 2 inches off my face, then let her slide down his dick as he settled on my face. My nose was being shoved into his butt crack again and again.
Suddenly, Judy unwrapped her feet from Wayne and braced them on the sides of the mattress. They were three inches from each side of my head. If I turned to look at them, she would feel my breath. This helped Wayne increase the rate of thrusting into her, and not putting to much weight on my face (although I noticed he still sort of wiggled his butt a little when my nose was between his cheeks).
Both Judy and Wayne were moaning up a storm, and Wayne moaned, "O, baby, I'm close to coming!". With that, Judy let out a strange shriek, vaulted off Wayne's dick and ran into the other room. Wayne chased after her, and as she dressed, I could hear a tense argument take place.
Seems Judy was not on the pill at the moment, and Wayne was out of condoms. He promised that if she would allow him to fuck her, he wouldn't allow himself to get even close to climaxing in her pussy -- she had no desire to get pregnant. Her voice got shrill, and no matter how much Wayne begged her, she was leaving. I heard them go up the stairs, continue to hear Wayne pleading, then a door slam and....silence.
After what seemed like eternity, I heard very slow, heavy, deliberate steps down the stairs. Soon Wayne's silhouette appeared in the door way. He was breathing heavy and had an aura around him that made me nervous. "Get out of that fucking bed and come here!"
I was nervous and shaking, and by time I had disentangled myself from the covers, and slowly crept out of the room. I stood watching Wayne who had slouched himself down in an overstuffed easy chair and was watching a porn movie on the TV. His hard on was straight out at a 45 degree angle from his body; I could see strings of juice slowly dropping from the end of his cock. A drop would separate from his cock, and in incredible slow motion travel toward the ground. After about a foot of stretching from his cock, the string of fluid would break and plummet toward the ground where it impacted with a barely perceivable "plop", then the process would begin again.
He glanced over and said in a low, serious tone, "Get your ass over her and kneel!" I fell to my knees and crawled over to him until I was between his legs. I was staring down at the puddle of precum that had leaked from his cock; jeez, it was almost the size of a quarter! How much can this guy leak?
I slowly let my eyes travel up from the reclined leg rests, to the "v" of his crotch that was a the edge of the chair, up his sweaty torso into that incredible jock face. His eyes were laser locked onto the action of the screen. I didn't dare look around at the scene, but could guess from the chocking and coughing, that someone was getting a class "A" blowjob.
Suddenly, his eyes flicked from the TV screen to my face. His gaze held mine in a vice, and less of a suggestion and more of a command, he said, "Why don't you lick that mess off the floor by my feet?"
Looking down, the only thing I saw was the pile of precum. I looked back and his eyes told me there would be no option. There was nothing of the playfulness, nothing of the friendship, only a cold command. I stretched down and slowly licked at the pool. He barked, "I can't hear you!", so I stopped licking and slurped loudly the pool into my mouth. As I stretched back up, I swallowed it and thought that other than his cum, I had never tasted anything so incredible in my life.
His eyes were once again lasered onto the porn scene. Without looking, he growled, "Don't let one drop go to waste!". I looked at his dick and once again saw the glob of precum beginning its' journey. I quickly reached forward with my tongue, caught it, and followed it with my tongue to the source where I cleaned away the slime.
"Good job", he said, without looking. His face was frozen in an expression I had never seen before. It was anger, lust, frustration, irritation, horniness, and what? With the choking and grunting reaching a crescendo on the porn film, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the side of my head. Quickly twirling what hair he could between his fingers, and my ears as an anchor, he brought my face quickly forward to meet a thrusting groin with a torpedo aimed at my mouth. His cock traveled like a bullet to the back of my throat until it hit the wall of the back of my throat.
Over and over, his groin shot up, his hands pulled my head down, and the cockhead rammed the back of my throat repeatedly. I managed to pull off once, and gasping for breath, I said,"Easy on the ears, Wayne" right before he plunged back in. "You call them ears, I call them handlebars! I'm going for a ride!" and continued his assault.
I was soon able to overcome my surprise at the assault, and opened my throat to the point that he was able to fuck my face with the same intensity that he had been fucking Judy's cunt. He suddenly hoarsely said, " I'm getting ready to cum, don't even THINK about pulling off!" and his thrusts increased. Over and over my forehead was being smashed into his pubic bush, and when fully down my throat each time, he would grind his bush into my face as he would try to get another millimeter into my throat.
Suddenly, he flung his back in the back of the chair, let out a scream, and pulsed what had to be 7 shots of nectar straight down my throat. With each pulse, the hold on my head became weaker and weaker. By the final one, he was barely holding my head, and his dick was slowly deflating and shrinking down to it's normal soft size. As it shrank, it continued to slowly ooze cum out that left a small trail on my tongue as he lazily pushed my face away from his crotch.
I sat there gasping for air, loving the taste, not sure how to respond to Wayne. His eyes were closed, and his face had regained the soft features that he was known for, and that I had fallen in love with.
Sitting between his legs, my face looking up his body into his face, I waited patiently to see what would happen next. He slowly opened his eyes, saw me still sitting between his legs, and said, "What?"
"Well," I said, "you told me you liked the way I looked between your legs, so I'm just waiting to see what I'm supposed to do now..."
Wayne, laughed, and said, "You retard! Get off the floor and sit in the other chair!"
I got off the floor and flopped into the chair opposite his. I looked over at him and he had a smirk that told of many questions.
"So," he said, "how's the throat?" "Sore as hell!" I responded. "Yeah", Wayne said, "I guess I gave it an extra vigorous pounding. Man I was pissed at Judy and horny as hell. Sorry about the abusive treatment."
"It's ok", I said quietly, and even quieter said, "Actually it was kinda hot". His eyebrows shot up at that comment, and I could see him filing that away for future reference.
His smirk got a little pronounced, and he asked, "And.... how were my spermies? You seem to like that slime, how did I taste?"
"Well", he said, "you shot most of it directly down my throat, so I didn't taste a lot of them, but -- what is it you say? -- nectar of the gods! Right?"
"Damn straight!" Wayne proudly proclaimed. Then his smirk got as pronounced as possible; there was even a devilish light dancing in his eyes... "Well," he said, " you already told me you liked the way I taste, so I have to ask..." "Yeah?", I said. "Since I was fucking Judy right before you gave me that great head, I wanna know, how did my girlfriend taste?"
"You got to be fucking kidding me", I thought.......
Tom Bauer