Jan Week 2: Wednesday Leah sucks Mr. Bill's Cock with guesto (Silence: +25, Suspicion: +10)

Leah fell to her knees, feeling the familiar submission that was becoming routine it seemed throughout her life. His massive cock, thick and veined, taunted her with its size. She hesitated just a moment, then leaned forward, opening wide to take him in. Her tongue swirled over his head as she began to work him, her mouth straining to accommodate his girth. With each bob of her head, she took him deeper, feeling him swell against her lips. She moved her soft hand to his growing hardness.

Mr. Bill let out a groan that echoed off the walls and sent a chill down her spine.

“Hot damn, girl, yous a natural at this," he said, watching her with a lustful satisfaction. His hand found its way to the back of her head, guiding her pace as she sucked and slurped on his enormous cock. Leah gagged slightly as he pushed further in, **** on the thickness filling her throat. Spit dribbled down her chin as she struggled to take more of him, her mouth barely keeping up with his demands.

"Yous really know how to gag on a big un'." he exhaled.

Leah bobbed her head with a dutiful rhythm. She focused on her mouth stretching around his girth, her lips running slick along his shaft and over his hanging balls. Her tongue danced in circles over his skin, tracing the veins that throbbed with each pulse. She gagged again as he expanded in her throat, the room filled with the obscene sounds of her working him over. She took quick gulps of air, then dove back onto his length. She pulled off his cock and spat on his shaft getting him wet now, slick enough to slide her mouth up and down in smoother strokes. Her jaw ached from his size, but she kept at it, hand pumping where her mouth couldn't reach. Leah wondered if this would ever end. She resented Mr. Howard for being the catalyst of this nightmare. She despised Mr. Bill for taking advantage of her mistake.

“Damn gurl…shit yous about to make me cum. Shit yeah…Mhmmmmm” Mr. Bill moaned. Leah sucked harder, and faster. She wanted this over with. She didn’t even know how long she had been on her knees in front of him.

Mr. Bill let Leah’s mouth do all the gritty, sloppy work to get him to the point of climax. Her mouth was wrapped so tight around him, he felt like a damn champion. She at least had a good heads up this time, and she sucked him hard as he began to swell. Even in the poorly lit janitor hideaway, she could see Mr. Bill’s face tense up as he started to cum inside her mouth. Leah was prepared as spurt after spurt hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed his load with ease, earning his silence...for now. He let out a deep groan of satisfaction as Leah pulled her mouth away from his cock.

“Happy now?” she asked looking up at him. He nodded, contented from her labor.

“I sho lord am….oooweew that felt good.” he began to fix his pants. He glanced at a clock on the wall as Leah moved to her feet “I don’t knows if you gots time to get to lunch no mo’ but at leasts you got some dessert.” he chuckled. She didn’t feel like she had an appitite at all. She wasn’t sure if it was her disgust from what she had just done or from all the cum of his she had just swallowed.

“I am keeping my end of the bargin Leah said as she moved toward the door.” she shot him daggers.

“OH yes ma’am you is.” He smiled at her “And i’ll keeps mine. I’ll keep my lips closed shut, as long as yo lips keep doing that. Mhmmm” He nearly drooled at the thought of their next encounter. Leah fled quickly. Before she could even get to the cafeteria the bell rang, signaling her need to get back to class. She turned around and headed back to her classroom.

The day dragged on and she was more than ready to head home when the bell finally rang. She tried to not think about what she had done on her way home but it was difficult for her to **** the thoughts from her mind (though she had seemingly no problem forcing Mr. Cobbs cock to the back of her throat).