Blowjob first.

The bedroom was a single room with several European style bedframes. Personal spaces were separated by long pieces of cloth that lazily hung from rusty metal pipes and rods which stuck from the crumbling walls of the warehouse.

After hearing what these people got through together it was of little surprise to me that privacy was a rather secondary concern. Personally I always stuck to the bed closest to the entrance, I later found out it belonged to the French looking guy which did annoy me a bit. I know it really shouldn’t but you grow up getting told that the French is the absolute enemy all the time and you pick up the bad habit of having slight hatred towards them. Together with the Austrians of course. And the Swedes. Did I mention the Polish?

My home country was a bit warmongering okay. I get it. Not what you are here for however. Let’s get back to the action.

Lisa guided me to her bed at the back of the room. What I found there would have surprised me quite a bit if it weren’t for her open reading of porn mag’s all the time. Her bed was normal, grey metal frame, thick mattress, green, clean sheets. However around it lied stacks of aforementioned magazines as well as, you guessed it, toys. And I do mean the fun kind.

Over Vibrators and dildos all the way to kinky BDSM equipment the full range of items laid on the cement floor. Now I understood why no one went to sleep at the same time that Lisa did. Of course I always passed out when I lied down, so wouldn’t be bothered but everyone else was likely unable to sleep through the constant buzzing. I gave her a quick side-glance to check if she was even bothered by me seeing this.

Despite the lack of the normality earring she wasn’t, she simply added the magazine she had been reading to the stacks and sat down on the bed. Waiting for me to do anything, she looked at me with flustered eyes. The sight got me hard immediately and I wanted to spring into action as soon as possible.

I however also knew that I would not last long, three months dry if I may remind you. “You gonna do anything today?” Lisa finally asked me a question after the continued silence. “Sorry, just marvelling at your perversion.” “I am no pervert!” she refuted.

Right and I was not related to a philosopher with nerve damage. Whatever. I stripped out of my clothing. Lisa wanted to do the same but I stopped her after taking down the skirt. “Keep on the rest.” I said. Before you ask: No I don’t have schoolgirl fetish, however she did look damn sexy in that skimpy uniform. “If you want that.” She gave in and watched me strip of the rest.

I then walked towards her, grabbing a small vibrator from a nearby stack of swimsuit magazines. It was a small pink spherical model, the one you often see in Japanese hentai videos. Her breathing grew quick as she focused on my hard rod in front of her face. She opened her mouth a little, ready to give in to the urge of sucking it, but held back when I handed her the vibrator. “Put that into your panties.” I said and wiggled with the wireless remote in my hand.

She caught my drift and wordlessly fixed the small thing above her clit. I looked at the remote, a lever with five levels in the centre. I turned on the first and was quickly rewarded with a held back moan from Lisa’s closed mouth. Now I was absolutely ready to indulge her. With my free hand I pulled her head towards my crotch.

Greedily she devoured the first inches of my cock. She didn’t stop there, with absolute ease she deep throated me, her head bobbing back and forth once she got there without the slightest gag. My eyes darted over to a few over the monstrous dildos that lied around the floor. I didn’t even have the slightest doubt that she got A LOT of practice.

Much to my pleasure though, and I was willing to let her know. I turned the vibrator to the second level. The buzzing now slightly audible to my ears was quickly overturned by her moans. The glass wearing Shinigami looked up at me with pleading eyes, one of her hands resting on my hips, the other reaching down to touch herself.

“Go ahead.” I allowed her. I found it fascinating how naturally submissive she was. I shouldn’t have been surprised with all the BDSM stuff around though. To drive her deeper into satisfaction I put the level to three. Her moans grew sharper quickly as she rubbed her pussy through her panties. A dark spot quickly grew in size as she got wetter and wetter. She continued to escalate into further depravity, sucking my dick with a vigour I had never experienced before.

All those porn magazines must have really upped her fantasies and now she could finally act on them. Her eyes continued to plead with me and I smiled. ‘If she really wants to know who is in charge here, I can let her feel it.’ I thought and thrusted forwards. The surprised yelp I got in response sent pleasurable vibrations through my dick and I continued to fuck her face as I turned on the fourth level.

Now the vibrator was loud enough to be heard even through her lewd moans and the sloppy noises of our oral intercourse. Dripples of saliva and precum escaped her lips as she desperately tried to concentrate on sucking me, although the pleasure the vibrator and her own fingers brought her down below made it hard for her to concentrate.

I took slight pity on her normally so orderly school uniform as the fluids dripped down, but there was no chance in heaven I was going to stop for something so mundane as orderly clothing. No, I was close to coming.

“Just a little more.” I groaned as I turned the last level on. Lisa opened her mouth widely and moaned, not able to concentrate on giving me a blowjob anymore. I was let to my own devices as I facefucked her hard, the tight walls of her throat enveloping me time and time again.