Coup de Grâce

Right before Gavin’s eyes, Grace knelt at Shawn’s feet. One hand remained on her face, while the other parted his jeans and brought his semi-hard cock out into the open air. It hung before her; the first cock she had ever seen so up close. Shawn didn’t say a word, he just watched her, his expectant eyes telling her exactly what he wanted. She lifted a hand, pausing halfway to glance at Gavin, who could see everything.

Part of her was going along with this out of self-preservation, to maintain her family’s reputation and keep her father from finding out what she’d been doing these past several months. Even just the investigation alone would do irreparable damage to the Smith name. But another part of her was doing this for Gavin, to keep him from being punched any more. He was protecting his friends, but someone had to protect him.

So, she raised up her hand fully and wrapped her soft fingers around Shawn’s thick shaft, a little surprised by how warm it felt and how taut yet flexible the flesh was. Despite the situation, the feeling of the cock in her hand actually wasn’t unpleasant, she only wished it could have belonged to someone else, but even this cock belonging to this horrible man still made her head dizzy. She could smell its potent musk, released the instant his jeans parted, feel the heat in her palm, the shape lengthening and hardening in front of her eyes even though she was only holding it.

“Don’t do it,” Gavin called out, able to make out enough to see exactly what was going on.

“I wouldn’t worry, friend, she wants this,” Shawn told him, smirking and as he turned his eyes downwards again to the brunette teen whose hand was wrapped around his shaft. “Tell him. Would you rather suck my cock, or should I tell the Smith patriarch what a bad girl his baby daughter has been?”

Grace bit her lip as she looked at the cock in front of her and pictured putting it in her mouth. It seemed impossible. It was so thick it would certainly stretch her lips to accommodate the girth, and she could only imagine how sore that would be. And then there was the length. Having no experience with men she had no idea if Shawn was average, but she suspected he was quite well endowed. There was no way she could feasibly fit every inch of him in her mouth. Did he intend to make her deepthroat it? Taking it down her esophagus sounded painful too. She’d often wondered what sucking a cock might be like, and now that one was in front of her, she thought it had to be the most impossible thing in the world to do.

Shawn let her think, watching her eyes roam over his cock for a moment, before using his hand on her chin to tilt her head upwards so that her eyes once again locked with his. As with before, his expectant stare told her exactly what he wanted her to do, or, in this case, say. Keeping her eyes on him, too ashamed to look at Gavin, she said, “I want to suck your cock.”

“See?” Shawn said, gesturing towards the girl whose hand slowly began to move along the length of his cock, marveling despite herself at how it got even harder and stiffer than before, growing still in size. Shawn began to laugh as he saw a glint of something in the dark. “Oh, silly me.”

He pulled away from Grace, surprising the young girl since she was so engrossed pumping the cock to its full potential. The intellectual in her was curious about what it would look like, even though she still hated Shawn and told herself that she was only doing this for the sake of her family, and for Gavin. Shawn shuffled towards him, his hard cock pointing out from his pelvis, leaving the younger boy terrified of what was to come. Instead, Shawn went to his left, and picked up Gavin’s glasses, then shoved them firmly back upon his face.

“There you go, now you can see everything clearly, right?” He said, his face right in front of Gavin, perfectly visible now that he had his glasses returned. Shawn laughed as he stepped back, moving back to Grace, who instantly took his cock in her hand again without his prompting. And Gavin could see it all, from Shawn’s hard cock, to Grace’s small, pale hand, to the blush that had formed on her cheeks as she tried not to look at Gavin, tried not to show that this man was getting to her, that she was definitely aroused.

Knowing that a hand wasn’t going to be enough to satisfy Shawn since he’d already made it quite clear that he wanted a blowjob, Grace opened her mouth slightly and stuck out her tongue. She leaned forward and gently pressed it against the underside of his cock, the mixture of salt and sweat making her taste buds light up. The musky scent of his cock bombarded her nose as she felt the heat of his cockhead on her tongue, each violation of her senses by itself making her repulsed, but the combination of everything together was surprisingly intoxicating. She flicked her tongue up, tasting more of him, hoping that if she did it willingly, Shawn wouldn’t **** her.

Gavin watched Grace’s tongue slide over Shawn’s cockhead, hardly believing he was seeing what was right before his eyes. Gradually, Grace’s tongue began to move with more fervor, betraying a sense that maybe she really was enjoying this, lapping faster at his cockhead, swirling around his glans, hurriedly tasting him over and over. However, the movements of her tongue were still quite tender, fearful of the hard shape in front of her face. Gavin had enough blowjobs from Ashley to know what experience looked like and it was obvious that Grace had never done this before.

Parting her lips, she glanced sideways at Gavin again as she leaned further forward until her soft, wet mouth was on Shawn's head. Her hand still idly stroked his shaft as she tentatively pushed on, allowing the bulbous, mushroomed tip of Shawn’s dick to open her mouth wider. The heat and saltiness invaded her mouth as she took him in, his very scent filling her skull, making her dizzy from the inside. Her lips stretched around his helmet, and she wondered how lewd and perverted she looked to Gavin. The thought sent a shiver down her spine to where a heat radiated between her thighs.

“You said he ‘was’ your best friend,” Shawn said, speaking for the first time in what felt like forever, having been strangely, considerately quiet while Grace eased herself into taking her first cock in her mouth. Her eyes turned to him, looking up at him from the end of his cock. “What happened? Did you betray him?”

Grace tried to move back, to speak without the cock in her mouth, but Shawn pushed his hips forward, keeping the tip inside, and forcing her to speak with her lips still wrapped around his head. “Yeashs”, she said, nodding, Shawn’s cock bouncing along with her, drool dripping out the sides of her mouth. She slurped up as much back into her mouth, gently sucking on his cock as she did, her tongue pushing against his slit inadvertently, and tasting the precum that formed there. It was salty and sort of thick, neither the texture nor taste being particularly pleasant but somehow still invoking such a reaction in her body that her instant reaction was to suck and lick harder, rather than spit it out.

“So, you betrayed your friend…or was it more than that?” Shawn shrewdly inferred, sensing the connection between them was stronger than either was letting on. All women were incorrigible cocksuckers, but they so often wrapped up either actions with nobility. He could tell she was getting into sucking his dick, but he also knew if he asked, she would say she was only doing this for Gavin’s sake. “Did you love him?”

Grace stopped sucking immediately, ceased the bobbing of her head that had followed from her previous nod. How had Shawn figured it out when Gavin had seen her every day for nearly four years and remained oblivious? Of course, she had fallen for him, spending all that time together, his selflessness, his skillfulness, his support; she had grown to admire him deeply. And grown frustrated that he failed to notice or act upon it. It felt silly and childish now, but she had simply wanted him to be the one to ask her out. She wanted to feel wanted. Wanted in more than just the platonic sense, wanted in the way that Shawn with his dick pressing into her mouth clearly wanted her.

“Don’t lie to me now,” Shawn said, sensing her hesitation was because she didn’t want to admit the truth in front of Gavin. But that was exactly what Shawn wanted her to do. “The only thing easier to smell than a bitch in heat is a lying whore.”

Grace glared up at him, disliking being called either a whore or a bitch, and resenting him for forcing her to confess her feelings to Gavin like this, no matter how much the taste of his cock might have been inadvertently turning her on. But she also had ****. So, with ****, she nodded her head again, bobbing on his cock and allowing it to slide a little further in, as she once again tried to speak with the head pressing against her inner cheek, the drool trickling out and running down her chin. “Yeausuh.”

“And you still betrayed him? You still brought him here to me?” Shawn laughed, as he casually pushed her hair back from her face, keeping both hands on her head. He looked over at Gavin, his eyes full of malice and glee. “What a bitch, right?”

“Grace had her reasons,” Gavin growled, unsure how to reconcile her **** declaration of love with everything that had happened since. It hurt to be treated so harshly by someone he once counted as one of his closest confidants, but he believed her when she told him of her struggles. The pressure to prove herself to her family, to be successful and her broken heart, had driven her to do things that he never imagined possible. In the past, he might have blamed himself, that he could have saved her if only he’d made different, better choices, like picking the right decision in a video game to get the good ending. But he’d grown up, and life was more complex than that. The only one who deserved any blame was Shawn for taking advantage. “You’re the only bitch here.”

“Oh, but I have my reasons too. No one seems to believe me when I tell them that women aren’t to be trusted, that given the opportunity they’ll be on their knees, or on their backs. I warned Dustin, and in the end, I had to prove to him, that even Victoria, pristine and virginal as she claimed to be, was ultimately a **** her baser emotions.” Shawn turned his attention down to Grace, her lips half-way down his shaft, sucking on him as best as her inexperience would permit. “Now, allow me to demonstrate that Grace is just the same.”

In an instant, Shawn shoved his cock down Grace’s throat. He tightened his grasp on her skull and pulled her face firmly towards the base of his shaft. Her hand moved off his cock, both resting against his thighs, bracing herself as he thrust his pelvis forward with equal ****, pushing his balls onto her chin and his pubic hairs into her nose. The suddenness of the member **** against the back of her mouth and into her gullet immediately activated her gag reflex, and she retched. She managed to hold back from vomiting over his dick, instead merely blowing all the spittle in her mouth over his cock and balls.

He pulled back and slammed into her throat again, moving her head with his hands and thrusting his cock in with his own hips, the tenderfooted blonde too shocked by the abruptness of his penetration to breath. Though she quickly learned. It was either that, or suffocate on his cock as he repeatedly made her deepthroat his large cock. Her gag flex relaxed, growing accustomed to the shape bombarding her esophagus, much to her chagrin, and she took quick breaths through her nose during the brief intervals when he pulled back, only to slam back in, forcing the air out in a guttural gasp around the root of his shaft.

The warehouse filled with sounds of GULPs and GLUGs as Shawn’s cock pistoned in and out of Grace’s throat, along with the noisy slap of his balls as they struck her chin with each thrust into back of her mouth. Part of Grace couldn’t believe that she was doing this, on her knees on some dark, dusty concrete floor, letting a man violate her mouth while another man, one she had feelings for, watched. And another part of her couldn’t believe she was actually doing it; she was actually, successfully, taking the large cock into her throat, a feat that seemed impossible given the proportions of his length and girth verses the smallness of her mouth.

Worse, she didn’t entirely hate it. Oh, how she wanted to, rather than give the loathsome Shawn any satisfaction to know that facefucking her was actually making her feel hot and lightheaded. She blamed it partially on the lack of oxygen her brain was getting from being fucked so vigorously that she could barely find time to breathe, but she couldn’t deny the wetness growing between her legs, leaving her panties a damp, saturated mess. She liked the heat of his member in her mouth, the bitter saltiness of his precum that trailed along her tongue every time his cockhead slid over it, the taste that while unpleasant seemed utterly erotic to her brain, the feeling of pride in her chest of swallowing his length whole, leading her mind to wonder, imagining where else she could fit a cock this size.

She held back her moans, refusing to let Shawn know the effect he was having on her. Though moaning with his cock in her throat, amidst all the other gasps and throaty sounds she was making would have been difficult anyway. It seemed to make no difference to Shawn as he continued to pound away at her mouth, alternating between laughing and grunting. She looked up at him, her eyes almost pushed into the back of her head and saw his sneering face, smirking down at her, as if he could see right into her mind and already knew that she was, at least in part, enjoying herself.

His cock twitched in her gullet. She wondered if he was close to cumming, wondering if his cum would taste anything like the pre-cum, or if she would even taste it at all if he pumped it directly down her throat, bypassing her mouth entirely. She took a certain amount of pride in that too, that her mouth must at least be good enough to get him off, despite her complete inexperience, but she was also glad that the whole thing would soon be over. The longer this lasted, the harder it was to deny that, on a purely physical, bodily level, she was getting pleasure from this.

But Shawn wasn’t quite willing to finish that easily. He turned his attention to Gavin, who had been viewing the whole scene, his head turned to one side but still watching the pair in a disgusted side glance.

“She’s a good cocksucker. Runs in the family, I guess. But, since she’s doing such a good job, and it’s put me a generous mood, I’m going to give you one last chance to tell me where the cabin is,” Shawn said, acting magnanimous while he continued to rapidly penetrate Grace’s throat in front of the teen. “If you tell me where I can find Victoria, I’ll cum here and now in her mouth. If you refuse…” He bared his teeth in a vicious smile as he looked down at Grace and asked, “you are a virgin, right?”

Grace’s eyes went wide. Deepthroating him was one thing, and maybe she was enjoying it, a little, more than she’d like to admit, but her virginity was something else entirely. She didn’t hold on to it for moral or ethical reasons, but it was still hers, to give to whomever she wanted, not to have it taken, not like this, not even if she enjoyed it. But how could she ask Gavin to sacrifice Victoria for her? How could she ask Gavin for anything after everything she’d done to him? All she could do was close her eyes and wait for his decision.

Gavin could see from Grace’s reaction that Shawn had correctly deduced that she’d never been with a man. Gavin had already suspected as much. But how was he supposed to make this decision? Grace had betrayed him, and practically handed him over to the devil, but punishing her by allowing Shawn to fuck her, to be her first, what kind of person would that make him? The alternative though was to sell out Victoria to the devil instead. There were no good options, and worse, Gavin didn’t trust Shawn to keep his word and not fuck Grace anyway.

“Why? So, you can just do whatever you want anyway? Fuck off,” Gavin growled, deciding not to decide at all. “No wonder Victoria and Kendra both abandoned you.”

Shawn stopped. Grace took the opportunity to catch her breath, panting with his cock still resting on her tongue. Gavin realized his mistake as soon as the words had slipped from his lips, but there was no taking them back down.

“Kendra…” Shawn repeated, the smile on his face widening to a smug, victorious grin. “Kendra is at the cabin!”

“No, no, I didn’t mean that, I…” Gavin stammered, **** to salvage the situation.

“Oh ho, that I can work with!” Shawn cheered gleefully, as he positioned his cock on Grace’s lips, just at the entrance to her mouth. “And since you were so forth coming, allow me to honor my part of the deal. Now, don’t swallow. I want to see if you can hold it all in your mouth.”

He wrapped his hand around his shaft and stroked his cock, the flesh making a wet squish as his fist pumped up and down his shaft, lathering Grace’s slobber into his member. She sat, patiently waiting for his cum simply glad that he wasn’t going to fuck her. His cock twitched and his balls throbbed. He had already been close before he gave Gavin the choice, so it didn’t take long to push himself over the edge with his own hand. He groaned as he came, cum erupting in spurts from his tip inside Grace’s mouth.

The velocity at which it shot from his open slit surprised her, cum firing out much faster and thicker than she imagined. It took will power not to instinctively drink it down. An act not made any easier by the sheer quantity he poured into her. She felt like a pelican, sitting there, holding the liquid as it filled up her mouth. Finally, his balls were drained and he slid his cock back, smearing the last trails of cum from his head over her lips, as he stood back. She held her mouth open, letting him see that she hadn’t swallowed a drop. He looked pleased.

“Now go give Gavin a kiss,” Shawn ordered, clearly meaning with the cum still in her mouth. “To show him how much you appreciate him for protecting your virginity…for now.”

With tears welling up in her eyes but seeing no other choice, unless she wanted to be fucked by him and have her every misdeed revealed to her father, Grace stood and approached, Gavin. He looked back at her wide eyed and ineffectually shook his head, telling her how obviously he didn’t want this to happen. Yet, he knew as well as she did what the consequences were. So, when she pursed her lips and leaned in, with both hands on his face, he did nothing to actually stop her from kissing him.

“A proper kiss,” Shawn insisted, sidestepping to get a better view of the lip-locked pair. “You too Gavin.”

Hesitantly, Grace parted her lips, cum already trickling out the sides of her full mouth, and slid her tongue forward, pushing Shawn’s seed out too. She was surprised to be met with Gavin’s, wrapping around the other, swirling together, cum mixing with their salvia as it was passed from one mouth and back again. She drank down as much as she could, so Gavin didn’t have to, but knew that he must have been swallowing at least some of it. He compared the taste to his own cum, and to the pre-cum he’d sucked from Trent’s cock last night. It was much more bitter and musky in comparison, but Gavin hid his revulsion, to protect Grace.

Eventually, though it had only been a few minutes, they separated from their cum-swapping kiss, both teens panting to catch their breath, Grace more so since this was the first time she’d been able to breathe unencumbered since Shawn had shoved his cock into her throat. Her green eyes looked at his puppy dog browns, wondering what she had done to deserve someone like Gavin, even after everything she’d done to him. But when he looked back at those bright green eyes, he saw the girl he once knew, still inside.

Unfortunately, Shawn was still nearby, watching them both with cold, grey eyes. “Well done.” He applauded. “Now, there is just one last thing I need…”