Give Them Blow Jobs

I **** my body to remain relaxed, choosing to submissively wait. Not that I had much of a choice. Members of the family, most notably young males, made their views known, shouting them out loudly. She stands by me, smiling broadly and brushing her hand across my right cheek and through my hair.

Soon, they quit down and smiling, she spoke up again, "Well, it seems they want you to start by giving them blowjobs, starting with their eldest son ... my boyfriend." I watched, startled, as she walked forward. He put his hand around her ways, and as I watched, started passionately kissing right before me. He pulls her tightly next to her as they kiss. While her right hand is around him, her left-hand moves softly from my face down to my breast, and I moan softly as she gives it a tight squeeze. His right hand soon joins hers, squeezing my right breast as the pair make out before me. They bargain to squeeze my memories rhythmically, and my body quickly responds with erotic pleasure, lading swiftly to me orgasming openly before them.

One of them opens his pans then, swiftly releasing his hard cock from his pants. I'm made to watch as it lances out dramatically before me, and ends up mere inches from my face. He moves his hand from my breast to the back of my neck, and I obediently open my mouth. He pressed it swiftly inside, rubbing it upon my lips, plunging it slowly, albeit forcefully down to the bast of my neck.

I moan softly as the tip of his erect member smacks into the back of my mouth, and another orgasm passes through me. I use my tongue as best I could, along with my lips to please him. He starts slow, moving his rock-hard member slowly in and out, savouring the moment of dominance over me - Humiliating me in the process. He has plenty of time to play this out, and he knows it. His cock is not exactly clean, with a not exactly subtle tang of dirt and urine along for the ride. I manage not to chock as I work on his member closely. My tongue, despite the taste and a few rando, stray hairs, has become wrapped around his cock.

I catch a glimpse of her as he uses me; A confident look to be sure, and one of sly dominance gleams from her face. She knew what they would ask for, and knew how to play the crowd to make sure she got it.

And yet, more than a small part of myself enjoyed submitting to them, and I orgasmed through his rock-hard member. I let out a slight gasp then as his cock was forcefully shoved down my throat, pressing it deeper into me. I worked on it with my lips now firmly planted on his cock, moving on its surface with each rhythmic thrust in and out of my mouth, and down my throat.

She giggles as my helpless and naked body was made to serve him. She kisses him on the cheek, before going back to watching him forcefully take me. I orgasm hard then, and I moan loudly through his cock, as he pressed it deep into me, pressing the full long length home until his balls slammed against my chin. He held it there for several seconds, and I flicked my tongue out, licking them erotically.

Soon, he resumed pounding my throat, pressing his cock deep down into me each time. He kept the pace slow for a bit, clearing making a show of his clear dominance over me. She cried out, "What a Nasty, Raunchy Whore she is! Truly, she lives only to serve!" Cheers from the crowd, unable to discern what was said due to the sheer number of people speaking simultaneously.

It was then, as if on a queue, he increased his speed, pummeling his cock faster down into my face, plummeting it deep into my throat, and his balls impacting my chin. I orgasmed hard, as I sought to please him as well as I could. I was awash in pleasure as he used, and most certainly abused me, for his pleasure. His grip on my neck increased, and soon my cheeks were a bright reddish hue. I shook slightly from the pleasure shooting through my body and was very aware of just how drenched by shaved mound had become.

I climaxed then, hard and before the crowd, as they watched me get taken for his comfort whore. My pleasure only grew all the more, my mind finding the public nature of the experience driving me to yet higher levels of arousal and desire. His movements were quick now, gyrating his cock forcefully in and out of me, working me roughly, as desire was clear in his eyes.

He paused suddenly, holding his cock deep inside of me, and I felt his load exploding, forcing it down and into my throat. I manage to keep from ****, but it took some effort to swallow it down. He removed his cock from my mouth soon after, and shoot more of his load into my red hair. A few drops landed a trifle short of my hair, splashing down onto my face, nose, and near my eyes. I find myself blinking rapidly as more splashes onto my face.

She brings her hand onto it, rubbing its length playfully, squeezing the rest of his load out, forcing me to wear it. "Don't be mad ... You're going to be wearing plenty more of this yet to come. Each adult male gets to have their turn now." The crowd cheers as she spoke, and she gives me a wink, even as the last few drops from his cock splash down onto my nose, cheeks and lips.