“I fucking love it,” Jason said, a little grin making its way onto his face.
“Yeah, I can tell,” I said. “And you’re ready to cum, aren’t you? You’re hard as shit and it looks like it to me, but I’m just a girl and I don’t now about these things. So tell me, are you desperate to cum?”
Jason nodded.
“What?” I asked.
“Yes please,” he said.
“I want to hear you say it.”
“Please finish me off,” Jason said. “I need to cum. I’m desperate.”
“I’m sure you are,” I said, jerking him off even more aggressively while keeping my cock planted in his ass.
Jason tensed up a bit and his eyes went wide. I figured he had about ten seconds to go before he was going to burst.
“Is this what you want?” I asked. “For me to finish you off?”
“Yes please,” Jason said, his voice desperate.
“Are you sure? You want to cum? Right now?”
“Yes,” he said. “Yes, please.”
I turned up the heat even further. Jason’s eyelids started to flutter and his breath caught in his throat. He was just a few seconds away now.
“Is it time?” I asked. “Are you about to cum?”
He nodded emphatically.
“Well too bad!” I said, suddenly releasing his cock and giving it a rough smack. I laughed as Jason flinched and his balls shrunk back a bit. “You didn’t like that too much, did you?”
Jason shook his head. He had a wounded look on his face, which made I laugh even harder.
“Ohh, poor baby,” I said. “But don’t worry, I’ll finish you off soon enough. I just want to mess with you some more. Okay?”
Jason nodded reluctantly.
“Good boy,” I said. I pulled my cock out of his ass and scooted forward, still straddling him, until I was right above his upper chest and my cock (which was still coated with his ass juices) was directly above his face. Then I sat down, using his chest as a seat.
I smacked him in the face with my dildo a couple of times then slipped it into his mouth. Gripping his head with my hands, I fucked Jason’s face, slamming my cock in and out of his mouth as quickly as I could, forcing him to taste his own ass.
Jason’s face was red from exertion and his eyes were leaking tears. He was gagging and coughing but I didn’t slow down one bit.
Staring down at him, my face inches from his, our eyes locked together, I said, “Take it big boy. Take it like a man. Or should I say, like a woman would.”
Surprisingly, Jason did. He was hacking and saliva was pouring out of his mouth but he wasn’t fighting me. He was simply taking what I had to give.
I was having a great time. And I also knew that deep down, on some level, Jason was too. He loved getting abused like this, that much was obvious. It was why he’d come back to me after last week, and would continue to come back for more even after this debasing at my hands.
Finally, after face-fucking him for a good two minutes, I pulled my cock out of Jason’s mouth. Staring down at him, I said, “That was pretty impressive my friend. You did even better than I expected.”
“Thank you,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Are you going to let me cum now?”
“Soon,” I said. “Very soon, I promise. But first you have to make me cum.”
I rose up on my legs and scooted forward a bit, until one foot was on either side of Jason’s head. Then I squatted back down until my dripping wet pussy was hovering just above his mouth.
I was going to make him work for it, strain his neck to reach his tongue to my pussy, but decided against it. I was simply too wound up at this point for any more games. I just needed to cum, and soon. So I got to it right away.
“Tongue out,” I said.
Once Jason obliged, I dropped all the way down to my knees, dropping my pussy onto his face, smothering him.
“There we go,” I said. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
I grinded on his face, forcing his tongue deeper and deeper inside of my pussy.
After a few seconds of not being able to breathe, Jason’s hands came up as if to try and push me off of him. I grabbed his wrists and held them on the floor.
“Take it,” I said. “Just take it. Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. I won’t let you suffocate.”
Jason seemed to relax a bit and I took advantage, releasing his arms long enough to reach back and grab my asscheeks and spread them apart, opening myself up to him further and forcing his face even more tightly against my flesh. Then I put all my weight on his face.
I could feel Jason struggling for breath beneath me, which turned me on even more. But he had enough fight in him that he still had plenty of air, even if his body wasn’t convinced about that. So I remained planted on his face for another ten seconds before lifting my body up just enough that he could breath.
I gave him a few good gulps of air, then dropped my pussy right back onto his face. This time, instead of smothering Jason, I rode his face, sliding my pussy back and forth along his tongue, forcing him to tongue-fuck my pussy.
Once I’d had enough of that, I scooted my legs forward just a bit, until his tongue was working my asshole instead of my pussy.
“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Stick that fucking tongue in my dirty shithole.”
Jason did as he was told, sliding it as far up into my asshole as he could.
