Oral

I grab the pill out of his hand. "Sure. I feel kinda bad for wasting a pill but..." I pop it in my mouth and swallow. I shrug and look at Glen with a self-satisfied smirk. "See. Nothing." But then I start to notice it. A smell in the air that I just can't place. It's warm, musky, and heavy in the air. I feel my mouth begins to salivate at it as I look around in confusion until my eyes meet Glen's smiling face. He stares down at me practically panting in front of him and grabs the waistband of his shorts and tugs them down. The smell suddenly intensifies as its source comes into plain view. Glen's huge, enhanced cock dangling in the air was already bigger than mine ever was and looked like it still wasn't fully hard. It was like tunnel vision as everything else fell away and the only thing that remained was this magnificent specimen before me. My mouth was so full that drool was beginning to run down my face. I tried to look back up at Glen but my eyes were fixed on his cock and I felt myself begin to lean forward.

As soon as my lips made contact with his head sparks flew in my mind. My drool began to run down the shaft as more and more flowed from my salivating mouth. My hands were wrapped around that shaft spreading my makeshift lube up and down until it was wet and glistening. My hands felt tiny against his now fully erect rod as they roamed its surfaces rubbing and squeezing it feeling the heat radiating from it. I hold it tight by the base and remove the seal my lips had made to begin slapping it against my face. Each time it's a meaty wack that leaves an imprint of spit wet on my cheeks. I stick out my tongue and smack this beautiful monster against it each time is like a finger grazing my clit sending just a tiny amount of pleasure. I move further down and wrap my lips around his huge balls, the mound of meat now resting against my face and reaching over its entire length. I switch between each of these enormous cum factories with the strong musk penetrating my nose and sharpening my focus on this and only this. With the balls now sucked and soaked I depart and bring myself up face-to-face with this gorgeous rod. I have to open my mouth wide to fit the head in but it fits comfortably as my tongue circles the head and flicks up on the underside. As my tongue does its work my hand pup the shaft while I slowly bring its length in and out going further down each time. When it completely fills my mouth I feel a twinge of pleasure, small but much more than the slapping it gave me. As if by instinct my throat relaxes and the head gives a mighty push before popping into my throat. Every bump, vein, and curve seems to create a mental image of this cock in my mind as all other thoughts are pushed away as it pushes its way down my esophagus. I jerk my head forward trying to **** more of it inside but with its massive girth, this quickly blocks my remaining airway. One hand still pumps the shaft while my other has moved down to massage the balls as I lean into it with all my might. Mu tongue is pinned against the bottom of my mouth as over a hands length of this cock still remains outside of my mouth. I am positively dripping from the sensation, feeling Glen's heartbeat through his hefty muscle. But despite all the pleasure my body is experiencing, its need for something else is quickly growing. Air.

Despite needing to fit this entire length inside me, my brain stem has decided it wants oxygen. I push forward one last time, my throat now constricting in an attempt to squeeze any small bit of air past this colossal blockage which in a way works. This must have pished Glen over the edge as I feel his balls tensing up, his cock throbbing, and can feel his urethra expanding against the walls of my throat as it fills with cum. But while his cock is the sole occupant of my mind, even it begins to fade as everything starts to turn black. That is until the first shot of cum is launched forth. First, it pushes forward before quickly withdrawing, coating my esophagus the entire way out. As soon as it reaches my mouth I take a huge breath of air through my nose while leaning forward keeping a tight suction with my lips. My legs are spasming as my body is rocked by orgasm after orgasm from each pulse sending another load of cum into my quickly filling mouth. The thick, sticky, magical fluid makes its way under my tongue and around my mouth until there is no more room and it begins to spill out the sides. Trying to stay conscious, I take another breath only for my throat's semen paint job to block it causing me to cough and a not insignificant amount of cum to pour out of my nose. I feel the cockhead pull back from my now stuffed mouth and continue to unload onto my face, pooling in both of my eyes gluing them shut while I knee on the floor with my cheeks puffed out to hold all of the wonderful, orgasm-inducing seed I have been gifted. My mind is a lot up with the taste, texture, and consistency of what it has received. It's like I can feel all the little swimmers wriggling around in my mouth and over my face and shocks of bliss throughout my body slowly turn to ripples. It takes three separate attempts but I'm able to swallow the gigantic load stored in my mouth. Another orgasm follows each gulp. As soon as my mouth is empty I feel the need to fill it and begin scooping and slurping the cum stuck to my face. Even once my eyes can open they are rolled back from the overwhelming pleasure I had just received and barely help in my quest to bring the remained of this sticky treat into my waiting stomach. My thoughts are solely focused on each glob I am able to scoop into my face until I can scrap no more off and give one final swallow sending the last of this cum down to the rest and sending me over the edge once again. And there I sit. My legs are still weak and shaking as I'm spread across the couch while my tongue roams my lips and face for any stray prize it may have missed.