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Chapter 12 by me11 me11

What Do You Do When You're Hard Again?

Have an adult conversation about her negative attitude - actually lol no, violently throat fuck her.

"I'm going to fuck your throat now, Jen. If this is some kind of sick game you're playing, this is your very last chance to get off the ride," you say, reaching down and twisting her purple hair into tight fists.

You yank up her head, dangling upside down off the side of her bed. You plant your swollen balls on her eyes and rub your shaft over her face, smudging her stupid makeup. Your cock, now fully erect and twitching eagerly, drapes across across the full length of her face. The first drops of precum start to drip off her chin and onto her neck. You reach down and grab your shaft and press it ominously against her throat, squeezing it gently, but firmly.

"This wont be pretty for you otherwise," you say.

"It's the sort of game a sick fuck like you would play, isn't it?" Jen taunts, writhing around on her bed, trying in vain to move her limbs. "But it's not like I have a choice, is it? You own m-mmmmnnnn ghhhhkkkk!"

Enough. You've had enough of this fucking bitch. Half a year you've had to put up with her shit. She moans as you thrust your fingers into her mouth, crudely holding it open before unceremoniously shoving your cock into her waiting maw.

Finally. Some fucking peace and quiet. THIS is what her hot mouth was made for, not whinging like a spoiled child about some petty soft drinks - taking dick. Her moan quickly turns into a gutteral, wet gagging sound as you slam your bell end up against her gag reflex. A few seconds of grinding against her tonsils and wrestling her head into position with one hand still wrapped around her neck, and you experience the blissful sensation of pushing forcibly past her gag reflex and popping into her tight teen throat.

As you tighten your grip on her stupid emo hair and pull her face flush against your crotch, you're rewarded by the penetration of yet another inch of tight throat flesh by your sensitive glans. Her lips and nose are crushed forcibly against your belly, and out of view below the obscene bulge in her upper neck extends even lower. Another spasm of her upper body preludes the involuntary expulsion of thick gag spit around your throat clogging tugid shaft to hang in strands from your balls and her chin.

The messy explosion of fluid from your new flesh onahole's oral fuckhole is not, however, followed by the required inhalation of air necessary for optimal bodily function. Instead, an involuntary snorting of regurgitated spit and precum from the layer of slime currently binding your crotch to her face translates to a pleasurable vibration down your shaft as she gags and chokes on your combined bodily fluids.

Her inability to draw breath rapidly elevates her stress into a state of panic, and her torso begins rising and falling to the bedsheets as she chokes on your meat. It's a pathetic show of resistance, and you easily push her down onto the bed as you continue to grind your hard cock in her wet, tight throat - taking the opportunity to maul her tits in the process. Mascara smeared, bloodshot eyes look pleadingly up at you from a position of pure vulnerability.

With your fully erect cock buried deep inside your tight housemate's throat, in the full knowledge that you could do whatever you want to her with a few strokes of a pen, the only appropriate response to her unspoken plea for mercy is to twist the little teen cunt's hair in an even tighter grip (giving little credence to the few hairs you rip out in the process), and pull her head off your dick just enough to drag the sensitive glans out of her throat before immediately ramming it back in - and repeat the motion as you build up your pace.

gack! *slap* gacckk! *slam* GLARRGHK! *slam-slam-SLAPSLAPSLAP*

Mercilessly teasing her gag reflex over and over, you build to a brutal pace as you begin skull fucking the teen in earnest. Your balls make wet slapping sounds against her chin as you unsheathe yourself from the tight embrace of her lower neck, pop your glans past her gag reflex and then **** yourself back in - pressing up against the soft palette, forcing yourself past her tonsils and burying your shaft balls-deep back into the warm, wet embrace of her oesophagus.

With no time to catch her breath, the lack of oxygen compiled with the deliberate and repeated **** of her gag reflex trigger a veritable deluge of fluids to spill forth from an increasingly reddened face.

GLRRRG! HRRRG!

The sound of wet gagging fills the room as the last vestiges of air are **** through the slimy, foaming fuckslop coating the teenager's nose and mouth to form thick precum-spit bubbles.

You might own her limbs, and her mouth, but her throat and tits still belong to her, and you're fully abusing both for your pleasure. Not that she could stop you. And make no mistake - **** isn't pretty. A river of tears and snot mark streaks down her face from puffy red eyes and flaring, air starved nostrils, draping over the sheen of your combined sweat covering her flushed crimson face. Yet greater and slimier drool expunged from your **** toy's throat drapes in thick strands from your cock, gluing the two of you together.

The gagging noises continue, growing weaker as she finally runs out of air. Her body continues to shudder and spasm as she wretches on your unrelenting **** of her gag reflex.

"Take it! Take my cock! Take it all, you STUPID... *Slam* ..FUCKING.. *SLAM* CUNT!"

*GlLllAAAaaaCcckKkk!*

You jackhammer yourself with hard and deep thrusts, slamming your balls against her face as you vent 6 months of frustration out on your roomate's face.

And there it is, the tell-tale signs. Rising all too soon amidst your hectic, deep **** of Jen's mouth and throat, your thrusts become more sporadic and your balls tighten. You simply grip both her tits with your hands, dig your fingers into her soft flesh as hard as you can, and bury your cumming cock as deep as possible in her throat as you hump your way through the most intense orgasm of your life.

With a roar, you vent all the pent up frustration of living with this bitch through your cock and directly into her stomach... your stomach, you suppose. Or at least it could be. Anything could be. All of her was yours to use, to ****, to enjoy. Whatever you wanted.

With a snort, your load is quickly backlogged up and back out her nose to drape across her eyes in thick dangling strands, marking her as what she was now - your cum dumpster, nothing more.

Because after this, you were definitely not going to let her go.

If anything, the brutal **** of her face only made you want more. Her holes were going to be your cock's personal punching bag from now on. you were going to use her to fulfil every last one of your desires, every passing dark thought, every **** fantasy - by being such a bitch to you, for no reason, she'd unknowingly signed up to being your personal plaything for life - or until you bored of her.

Karma. It giveth, and it turneth bitches into fuck toys. Or something like that.

Housemates, amiright?

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