BUL Day 11 - Alternate Part 4

After another eternity, probably five minutes. Adella levers herself off Aki. Her big cock, half-soft, slips out of Aki’s sopping-wet pussy. Aki’s thick, black bush shines with juices. Adella gets to her feet with a sigh and stretches, arching her back. Her godlike body is on full display, and the condom, heavy with semen, still hangs from her.

She looks down at Aki, who looks sexier than ever, flushed and naked after what just happened. But despite how her body looks, Aki still wears that mild expression, just with some more color in her cheeks than usual.

Adella looks at you and snaps the condom off her cock. Before you can react, not that you could do anything about it, she marches over and grabs your hair, then pours the contents over your face. You close your eyes and try to turn away, but you still feel the stick, warm liquid dribble down your cheek.

“You have pretty hair, America,” Adella tells you.

You open your eyes to glare at her. She grabs the knots holding your arms behind your back and lifts you to your feet. Adella marches you to the bed, where you stand over Aki, who has assumed a relaxed, pinup-like pose on her side with her legs together. She looks at you, face unreadable.

You are acutely conscious of the cum on your face, your sweat, the rivers running down your thighs, and the thick, stubborn string of precum that’s swinging from the tip of your cock. You look like an animal.

“Wow,” Adella says. You jump and squeak; her hand brushes your cock as she touches the string of precum, gathering it on her fingers, which she pushes into your mouth. Tears sting in your eyes, which you squeeze shut as you taste yourself and her fingers.

You feel Adella’s breath on your ear. She’s behind you. With her fingers still in your mouth, she leans close and whispers so that Aki can’t hear.

“I’d rather fuck you,” she murmurs.

Before you can react, she grabs your cock in her hand, but this isn’t a tender reach-around. She treats your angry, swollen penis like a can of soda being shaken to ambush someone. You scream in surprise at the sudden, frenetic stimulation. Your hips try to move, but Adella’s powerful arms have you locked in position.

With a hoarse gasp, you cum in seconds. The lower half of your body goes numb and you’re afraid that you’re peeing, but that’s not it. The world swims in front of your eyes. Gasping, you focus to see stains on the sheets and one shining rope of semen on Aki’s smooth, perfect foot.

You whimper as Adella forces you back to your knees, but you don’t fight her. You lick Aki’s foot clean. That’s your last humiliation for the night. Adella pulls you to your feet again, looks into your eyes, then uses her hand to wipe some of the drying cum from your face.

Then she forcefully kisses your mouth, startling you. But before you can even decide what to think, she breaks the kiss and turns you around, pulling you close to untie you. As she works the knots, you feel her soft cock brush against your bare butt.

The ropes fall to the ground, and she roughly pushes you onto the bed. You fall beside Aki, who hasn’t moved a muscle. She’s still lying there like a movie star. Your body is jelly.

Adella is pulling her underwear back on.

No, not all of your body is like jelly. There’s a little, amused smile on Aki’s face now, and you see why. You’re already hard again. Adella sees it too and snorts.

“You’re a real slut, America.” Adella pulls on her T-shirt and leaves the bedroom.

[ The End ]