Hannah looks fun

“I want Hannah,” You say flippantly.

“Hannah? Really?” Angie says, she clearly expected you to pick one of her more conventionally attractive friends.

“Yes, Hannah,” you say. “She looks fun to play with.”

“I’m not gonna ask you what you mean by that,” she says. “But you’ve got a deal. I’ll have her over here at 1, just give her a wave, introduce yourself, then we’ll go up to my room, I’ll act like I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll do the secret knock on your door, and then you can have at her.”

“Deal,” you say, extending your hand for a handshake. Angie rolls her eyes at you and turns up the stairs. You settle down for a nap in the living room.

You wake up to sharp rapping at the door. Angie skips downstairs, squealing when she opens the door.

“Hey Han!” She chirps.

“Hey Ange!” Hannah croons back. The two girls hug when Hannah walks in. You give Hannah a once over with your eyes while they dance together on your living room floor. Hannah is a bit chubbier than her pictures indicated, with a pronounced muffin top spilling over her booty shorts. While not quite big enough to call her *fat,* she’s definitely quite round. You hone in on what she’s wearing, a loose fitting white crop top with ‘THROAT HOG’ written on it in pink. Her saggy titties practically explode out of the sports bra underneath.

“David stop being so rude. Say hi to my friend,” Angie snaps.

“Hello Angie’s friend,” you say, giving Hannah a sarcastic wave.

“Hi David,” she says, waggling her fingers and staring for an unnecessary amount of time. “Angie’s told me all about you.” You make awkward eye contact with Angie.

“Come check out my new room Hannah!” She interjects. Hannah giggles, together the two of them run up the stairs. You wait downstairs for a hot minute before heading up to your room. Almost as soon as the door closes, you hear a knock.

“Ok I know what you’re thinking,” Angie begins.

“That you catfished me for your fat friend?” You counter.

“Be nice!! Hannah’s not fat, she’s chubby. Look, Hannah needs this ok? She hasn’t been with a guy in like, over a year, and her self esteem is struggling because of it. Besides, she knows what you are. Do you think that shirt was just a coincidence?”

“So she knows why she’s here? Why all the set up, why don’t you just send her in here?”

“She thinks it’s hot. Her best friend’s older step brother having his way with her is like a teenage girl’s sexual fantasy come to life. Now go do your thing, and come back to me when you’re done, I have some notes I wanna go over with you.”

Angie plops down onto your bed, you walk down the hallway to her room. You open Angie’s door without knocking, Hannah’s head shoots up as the door swings open.

“OH-You scared the shit out of me. Hi David!” She chirps, turning her upper body towards you. “How are you?”

“Oh, I’m alright,” You say, scanning the room. “Where’s Angie?”

“She’s in the bathroom. Wanna take a seat?”

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll be doing that,” you say, walking closer to Hannah. Hannah does her best to look submissive, arching her back and looking up at you.

“What will you be doing then dad-D-David?”

Ignoring the fact that she almost called you daddy, you tower over the edge of the bed, stroking your cock through your sweatpants. A soft gasps escapes Hannah’s lips as she subconsciously leans in, looking straight up at you. You grab the back of her head and manhandle her up against your groin, she mouths at your cock through your sweatpants.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me, Hannah?” You growl.

“Yes daddy…” she moans. You pull your dick over your waist band and smack her with it, Hannah slides her mouth down the shaft. You smack her hand away when she reaches.

“Good girls don’t use their hands,” you mutter. Hannah smiles at you and clasps her hands behind her back. She takes you into her mouth and pushes, driving herself down the first 4 inches of your dock. You grab the back of her head and hold her there.

“Stay, baby, stay,” you moan. Hannah’s stomach lurches, but she holds herself for you. Her fingers click together behind her back as she tries to keep herself from gagging again.

She gasps as you finally release her, **** out a string of spit as your tip slips out of her mouth. You jerk your cock as she drops down to your balls, sucking each one once before raising her head. You put your dick back in her mouth and push, with the extra lubrication she’s able to make it another couple inches. You grab her head again, stroking her hair with your fingers, not pushing but holding her head in place. Hannah pushes back, trying desperately to squeeze the last 4 inches of your cock into her throat. She pushes a bit too hard and triggers her gag reflex.

Hannah projectile vomits on your cock, spraying your pelvis and Angie’s bed with watery slop. She looks up at you dejectedly.

“I’m sorry…” she trails. You grab the side of her face roughly and stroke her cheek.

“That’s a good girl… That’s a good fucking girl…” You groan, smearing the contents of her stomach on her face. You snake your fingers into her mouth and finger her throat like a teenager who just got his first girlfriend. Puke erupts out of her mouth, soaking her white ‘THROAT HOG’ crop top. You can see her titties through her shirt, hanging low in her sports bra.

Now that your cock is sufficiently lubricated, you try your hand at ‘deepthroat’ again. You feed your cock to the defiled fuck pig below you, who instantly sucks you down to your stump. She slides her tongue out to your balls, caressing them gently before gagging. Puke spills out of her nose, she squeezes her eyes shut and quite literally throws up your dick. More slop dribbles down her chin, soaking Angie’s sheets even further.

“Fuck yes, throw up on that dick,” You growl. “Who’s my good little throat hog?”

“Me,” Hannah pants. She moans as you spit on her forehead, feeding your cock into her mouth like a good whore. You dig your fingers into her hair and commence your facefucking.

“Oink for me like a good piggy!” You bark, pistoning her stretched lips like a hydraulic press.

“GRRRRR-GUCKGUCKGUCKGUCK,” she gags in a deep voice. You grab her head with both hands and bury yourself in her throat, she turns her eyes up to look at you.

“Tell me how much you love it,” you growl.

“Guh-GGGGLUHVE GISHHHHH…”She gags, her stomach heaving. Watery throw up pours out of her nostrils, she bounces up and down as she tries to hold her composure.

“Tell me you like throwing up on my dick,” you say without letting her breathe.

“GRHH LUHHK-GAWKGAWKGAWKGAWK,” she gargles, you start fucking her face before she can finish. Silky, sloppy, and grippy, her throat feels like the wettest pussy imaginable, tugging and stroking every odd corner of your massive dick. Her plump lips are stretched tight around the base of your cock, gripping it tighter than a retard holds the classroom hamster. Spit flies everywhere as you slam her face.

Hannah’s face is turning bright red, you take a break from reaming her throat to let her breathe. She gasps as you pull out of her throat, doubling over and sucking down gulps of air. You pull her crop top over her head, exposing her soaking wet breasts. Hannah spits a mouthful of slop onto her titties.

Hannah squeals as you rip her sports bra down to her waist, her titties hang low under her. You clap them together, slapping Hannah in the face when she reaches for them.

“No hands, remember?” You say, sliding your dick between her sloppy breasts. You squeeze her boobs together and start titty fucking her hard, the sound of it is loud enough Angie must be able to hear it from her room.

“You like fucking these titties, daddy?” Hannah croons, mouthing at your dick as it passes through her cleavage. You nod your head yes, you’re getting close. You let go of her titties, Hannah takes your cue and swallows you.

“I’m gonna cum soon, baby,” you moan, pounding her face like it’s your last time getting throat.

“GRR PUH HHREEE?” Hannah chokes. Unsure of what she said, you continue pounding her throat.

“GURN..MUHH…HROAT?” she gulps, stroking her neck with her hands.

“Down your throat… Cumming.” You sigh, pumping sweet nectar into Hannah’s fuck-hole. Hannah chokes down as much as she can, spraying a good portion of it out of her nose as she gags on your hot cumshots. Her gagging makes her throat contract, milking sweet semen out of your throbbing dick. You stroke her throat slowly as you climax, the silky wet folds of her throat stimulate the head of your penis as you fill her stomach with hot jizz. Your muscles twitch as you pull out of her. She lingers at the tip, sliding her tongue over it to fuck with you.

“Was I a good piggy, Daddy?” She coos.

“The best. Maybe we can get you on one of Angie’s streams if you keep it up,” you say coolly.

“I’d like that Daddy,” she smiles, squishing her tits together with her elbows. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some cleaning up to do.” You wave good bye and walk back to your room.