Suck it up

"Fine, asshole. I'll suck you off, but just get me home," you say. At least that way you can end this horrible ordeal without him sticking his dick in your new pussy. He grins and starts the car. You wait until the car is moving before reaching over and pulling his dick free. You stroke it for a few minutes, trying to work up the nerve to do what you've agreed to.

"If you make me cum with just your hand, it isn't gonna count."

"Fuck off!" you say, your voice practically a growl. Or as close as you can get to one with your new voice. You turn in your seat and lean over, slowly. Your face moving closer and closer to his dick. You pause, head positioned between his stomach and the steering wheel, dick inches from your face. You tentatively reached out with your tongue and ran it over the tip. There was a bit of fluid there, with no real taste to it. Pre-cum, you realized. You kept licking, and... found it wasn't as bad as you expected. His dick was kind of musty smelling, a little sweaty, but it wasn't revolting. You felt his elbow push against the back of your head, forcing you down a bit. You rolled your eyes but took the hint.

Opening your lips, you took the head of his dick into your mouth, still using your tongue for most of the work. After a few moments of that, you slowly started lowering your head, taking more and more of him into your mouth each go. It was a bit weird, at first. Well, more than a bit. You had never considered sucking a dick before. Still, you fell into a bit of a rhythm and after a few minutes you were making it halfway down his dick. He grunted and let out moans, which...

No, no way. It didn't make you feel good to bring this asshole pleasure with your mouth. There was no fucking way. Upping your resolve, you focused on the task at hand. Or... mouth, you supposed. You bobbed up and down on his shaft, letting your mind drift a bit and go on autopilot. You even found yourself stroking him, trying to hurry this along. He lasted a surprisingly long time, all considered, before you felt him tense up and a blast of cum filled your mouth. You tried to back off but his elbow held you in place. He filled your mouth with his load, then let you up.

It was bitter, and as soon as you were up you opened your mouth a bit before closing it again. You felt some of his cum spill forth from your mouth and onto your tits, wincing as you did. You looked around, trying to find something. You saw a fast food cup and picked it up, spitting his load into it. He shook his head.

"Swallowing or facials are hotter," he said. "We'll get you there."

"No thanks," you said. Reaching back, you retrieved some more of the napkins from the bag and started wiping cum off your chest. You got as much as you could, then tossed the napkins back in. Just in time too, as he pulled up to your house. "So... you've embarrassed me enough, right? We can be done?"

"Not the deal," Randy said. "I'll be in touch later."

Your could feel your face heat up, your blood boiling. You snarled, opened the door, and climbed out. He called out to you and reminded you of the bags, saying that you'd 'need them'. You angrily took them and hurried into your house and to your room, wallowing once you were alone.