A Bit of Todd

I strutted towards him, intending to step between the camera and Denise just long enough for it to register what I was doing, before fishing out his cock and gagging myself on it. Todd would have to decide whether to film Denise jacking and sucking Justin and Ben, or my face-fucking, all while I choked on his dick and begged him to **** me. I had had my first ass-fucking the night before and I knew I wanted more. More than that I wanted as many guys as possible to stuff their cocks into me, filling my pussy, ass, and mouth with cum. I wanted to ooze jizz from every hole and be covered in it. Most of all I wanted men to tell me what a tramp and a whore I was. That I was filthy slut.

I passed in front of the camera and threw a wink at the lense before leaning past the tripod. In spite of everything else I had done, I still hadn’t kissed any of the guys who had fucked me over the past day. They weren’t particularly interested and I had been hesitant to do… that. It was strange but the intimacy involved with a kiss was something that had so far remained private. I now tossed that aside and pressed my lips against Todd’s, slipping my tongue into his mouth. Everyone knows that even hookers don’t kiss on the lips, ordinarily. But I wasn’t an ordinary girl, hell I wasn’t even an ordinary whore. Aside from the limits of basic hygiene (no piss, no shit, no blood) I had no rules.

“Mmhm, mmm hmm,” I moaned as Todd brought a hand up behind my head. His body was twisted away from the camera as I stood next to him, necking. I took his other, shaky hand off the camera and guided it up to my crotch, pressing his hand against the damp spot in the middle and guiding it back and forth. His middle finger was thick and long. The feel of it pressing the rough cloth of my shorts up between my mons was… fantastic. Then Todd turned his hand over and began rubbing his knuckle between my pussy-lips. My legs almost went out from under me when first the base and then middle knuckle of his finger went over my clit. As he flicked the tip of his finger against my pussy I came, hard.

It was all I could do to keep my head up as I slipped to my knees in front of Todd. Reaching up with one trembling hand I took his cock in hand and really began my morning.

There was a drop of pre-cum at the tip, hanging there looking oh so lonely. I had already begun working my hand back and forth, delicately at first but as I felt his hot, heavy dick harden I began jerking him off in earnest. Todd was groaning above me and I looked up and gave him a wanton little smile and leaned forward a little. He gasped when I stuck my tongue out to lick up the drop on his glans. At first I barely let my tongue touch him, just enough to get a taste.

“Delicious” I assured Todd before leaning back in to kiss the head. A light peck, right at the tip as I worked my hand back and forth. I had been reasonably accomplished with hand-jobs from my time with Trevor but the past sixteen hours I had become an expert. Plenty of practice and plenty of motivation will do that for you.

I now began to work my tongue and lips around the head and down his shaft. I was so fucking hot I felt like I was going to cum myself as I my clit stirred against my soaked crotch.

“Oh god, you filthy little tramp! Don’t stop!” Todd gasped out, the camera all but forgotten at this point, as I slipped the tip into my mouth. He tangled his fingers in my hair and began to push me down, but he couldn’t seem to make up his mind whether he wanted fast or deep. I made the choice for him. Both.

I shoved my face into his crotch, letting the head slip into my throat. I gulped once, twice, and then pulled my head back, working my tongue around his shaft as I went. I felt myself getting hotter and realized that I had started rubbing myself through my shorts. Three fingers were sliding back and forth, two spreading and one stroking as I sucked off my first cock of the day.

"Oh fuck, that's fantastic!" Todd groaned, as his dick slid in and out of my red-painted lips. I looked up at him as I pumped away. We must have made quite the sight. My head working back and forth as he desperately held on.

I pulled off him, still slowly pumping with my hand, and stared up at his face, waiting for the change to register. It took a few seconds for his eyes to open. When he looked down at me, I gave him a smile.

Speaking loudly enough to be heard by the camera, I asked, “Couldn’t you let them see what we’re doing?”

Todd was flummoxed by that.

I jerked my head at the tripod, “The camera, I’m sure everyone can hear us.” Todd groaned as I pressed a kiss to the tip. “But I’m sure they’d like to see as well.” I glanced over at where Denise seemed to be finishing up with Ben and Justin.

I stood back up, and then stepped back around in front of the camera, one hand still on Todd’s fuckstick while I groped myself with the other.

“Why don’t you tilt that down, just a little, so everyone can see us and Ms. Denise?” Todd would have strapped the camera to the end of his cock of that got my mouth back on him.

I gracefully sank back to my knees, not easy to do while jerking off a guy and groping yourself.

Todd reached for the camera, obediently. “Not too much,” I reminded him. “Just want them to see just how much I love sucking dick.” A quick glance satisfied me that the camera would now have me and Todd in the foreground, without blocking the squatting Denise in the background. My lips parted as his cock entered my mouth.

It was probably a bit too much of tease on my part to start so slow, but I wanted to see what he would do. What Todd did was take the back of my head and shove my lips down his cock. He had a firm grip with both hands and started to fuck my face. It was fantastic, and I gave him my best in return. His hands kept a firm grip, but while he guided me, he stopped pushing as I started to pump his fuckstick in and out.

My hair was flying as my head bobbed back and forth. I had one hand stroking him below the reach of my lips, cradling his balls when I bottomed out. It was good, but I was convinced it could be better.

I reluctantly took my hand from my crotch and grabbed hold of his ass, pushing him into my mouth harder. He got the idea. It made for a fierce, wild face-fuck as his hips and my neck worked, pounding his dick in and out of my mouth. My lips and tongue were hard pressed to keep up. It must have sounded so sloppy as my lips fluttered around him. I settled for pressing my tongue against him, adjusting as he topped or bottomed out.

I had known from the start, that Todd wouldn’t last long. The only question was where we would be when he started. I could feel him twitching as I pressed my nose to his crotch. On the up stroke, I took my hand off his ass, bringing around to cradle his balls as my other hand pumped. His grip slackened on my hair and his hips slowed. Then, just as I pulled him out of my throat and pressed the underside of my tongue against his slit, his hips bucked and his dick jerked in my mouth.

The first shot splattered against my tongue and was pressed into the floor of my mouth as I slipped my tongue around the head and down. The second shot splattered against the inside of my left cheek. The third, fourth, and fifth shots went against the roof of my mouth, my tonsils, and the back of my throat, respectively. It was hot, thick, and plentiful, and I loved every bit of it. I slowly began swallowing the sperm even as I slid his cock back to, but never fully past, my lips.

I looked down cross-eyed at his cock, just the tip between my lips as my tongue teased the slit. The length of it was coated in semen and spit; the smell of fresh cum was just hitting my nose and I could feel it on my fingers as I guided him, slowly, back into my mouth. I sucked in, hollowing my cheeks as I worked my tongue around the inside of my mouth. I was now gulping his seed down my throat in earnest.

At that moment I was hit by an overpowering mental image of Trevor, Steven, and my father watching as I squatted in front of a guy, who I had met the afternoon before in a gang-bang, sloppily gulping down his cum and cleaning his cock.

I knew, that whatever else I was going to do with my new-found role, I was going to do this right. I was slut but I wasn’t just any slut. I realized that it was my goal to be biggest slut in school, in town actually, if you counted the University, which I certainly planned to.

And with that thought firmly in mind I came again. It hit like a fucking freight train and I sealed my lips around Todd’s fuckstick, moaning deep in my throat as I fought to keep my balance. My right hand came off his ass and I began to slowly rub myself, riding out the shock, forcing myself to keep pumping back and forth along his shaft until my crotch was soaked and I was confident Todd was finished.

When I loosened my lips, I took a deep, cum-filled breath around Todd’s cock, before melding my mouth to his shaft and slowly pulling him out, as I breathed heavily through my nose. Between the occupation of my tongue and the nature of the air I was breathing, the only taste or smell I could isolate was semen. By time I was done he was clean, except for a sheen of tainted spit, and I had a filthy pool of cum, drool, and sweat in my mouth. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth to show him my salty mouthful.

I closed my lips and smiled up at Todd. Then “Gulp!” and it was down. I let out a satisfied sigh and leaned back, licking the cum of my fingers.

“God, that was good!” I assured everyone as he stood there trembling, his dick hanging out his shorts, the camera, Denise, and his teammates forgotten.

A/N: Modified again 8/11/12. Trying to account for the camera.