Throat-fuck her one more time

Author's Note: I was unable to log back into my account to update this story, no matter what I did. Stupidly, I'd used a temporary email so I can't reset the password either. Rather than keep everyone blueballed because of my mistake, I've made a new account so I can continue the story. Story will continue from here.

Keira made a small noise: a gentle groan that pleasurably vibrated around his cock. Keira was beginning to stir awake. Her legs began to twitch as her body slowly emerged from what must have been a pleasant slumber. Each movement of her creamy legs caused her wondrous ass to move slightly up and down. Aaron spent several seconds just watching, admiring the way her back muscles stirred, the arch of her back as it reached her ass and the way those beautiful globes rose up and down.

It was, however, her soft whimpers that made Aaron's mind up for him. The warm embrace of her mouth was too enticing to give up. The little moans that tickled his member were delightful promises of the greater joy Keira's throat would provide. His mind flashed back to how good the walls of her throat had felt around his cock last night.

He had to fuck her gullet once more.

The thought sent a shock through his body that went straight to his penis. The excitement beat his heart faster in anticipation. Aaron felt the tiny movements around his cock as Keira moved her head slightly to unconsciously accommadate the quickly growing member in her mouth. Her tongue rolled aside, and the back of her mouth opened a little to make way for the enlarging cockhead that would soon be large enough to prod the entrance to her throat. Gently, very careful not to wake his cocksleave, Aaron began to stroke Keira's matted hair out of the way so that he could get a clear look at her. Her face was still pressed against his groin, buried in the vile mixture of cum, saliva and puke, so Aaron could only make out the top of her forehead and her eyes. Slowly, however, those eyes began to flutter open.

Aaron remained quiet, observing the reactions writ in the eyes of his gorgeous cock-warmer as she awoke. At first, still in the groggy state of being half-asleep, Keira's eyes belied nothing of her current situation. She merely blinked away the sleep until Aaron felt Keira's tongue, wet and soft, press against the underside of his cock. Keira expressed a look of confusion and concern, then her eyes flew wide open as realisation dawned on her. The panic in his best friend's eyes as she realised she had a cock in her mouth, mixed with disgust as the smell of the concoction of bodily fluids she had slept in filtered into her nose, was enough to bring him to full mast. His cock promptly grew to its full length, filling Keira's mouth as it did so and slipping down her throat.

Unprepared, Keira immediately choked on the cock pushing into her throat. Sputtering saliva down Aaron's dick as she gagged, Keira quickly pushed her head up off of him, peeling her face from the crusty mixture of semen and slime. When his cock fell from her lips, her gags turned to coughs punctuated by ragged breathes as she desperately tried to refill her lungs with air.

"Good morning Keira," Aaron said through a smile as he observed the sight before him. Truly, he thought to himself, there's nothing hotter than making a girl **** on cock. He would have to remember to command Keira to sleep with her mouth around his dick more often.

"Morning," Keira replied, with one last sharp intake of breath.

Keira calmed down as the shock of her awakening subsided and she remembered where she was.

"Sleep well?", Aaron slyly asked.

Keira glanced down at the dried liquids she had slept face-down in, and Aaron thought he saw her start to retch before she swallowed and fixed her eyes on his. "Wonderfully", she strained out.

Aaron took a moment to admire her appearance. Keira had a pretty, round face with a cute little nose and chin framing pink, supple lips. Last night's activities had smeared her lipstick around her mouth. Dried mascara ran from her blue eyes over her rosy cheeks. Semen and throatslime coated every inch of her already pale skin to render her appearance even more pallid.

"Erm... are we getting up?" Keira asked, timid beneath Aaron's gaze.

"Not yet" Aaron replied, "it's still early. Plenty of time to... take care of this."

Aaron took hold of his penis as he said this and slapped the tip against Keira's chin.

"What... do you want." Keira asked with trepidation. Her eyes briefly glanced down at the slime-covered penis rubbing against her chin.

_Poor Keira, _Aaron chuckled to himself. She's still getting used to being a Free-use slut. She's yet to pick up on all the cues.

"A blowjob, silly." Aaron smiled, "Come on, we haven't got that much time."

Aaron moved his other hand to the back of her head, gently guiding her lips to his cockhead. Keira hesitated, her eyes looking at the dick before her, dry slime and puke decorating it, as her mouth hovered an inch above it and her breath washed over the sensitive tip. For a moment, Aaron thought he saw an emotion pass over her: a creasing of the brow, a quivering of the lip. Was it... disgust?

The thought perplexed Aaron, but he had no time to ponder it as Keira's lipstick smeared lips wrapped around his cock, just below the head, banishing the thought from his mind and replacing it with an overwhelming desire for pleasure. Though he kept his hand on her head, he let her dictate the pace that her lips descended down his dick. The warmth of her mouth felt amazing as it surrounded the top of his dick, her lips massaging the shaft where their wet embrace hugged his member. However, she was barely moving her head. Her tongue didn't touch his dick. Keira knew how to suck cock, she'd received the same lessons in school every whore-to-be gets and he could personally attest to her ability. While she wasn't the best cocksucker he'd ever had, nor the best in their class- that honour went to Faith Chambers and her blowjob lips from heaven- Keira was certainly better than this tepid performance.

Looking down to see what the problem was, he saw that same crease in her brow again. Her eyes were looking down at his pelvis as if she was trying to focus on some difficult task.

"Hey, Keira.", Aaron said, "What's the matter? Where's your tongue? What're your lips doing? Why aren't you sucking?"

Keira looked up at him, her lips not moving from their position surrounding his cock. Her blue eyes met his with a pleading look. Aaron gave a bewildered look in return, still not understanding what the problem was. He was growing impatient. His fingers began to tighten their grip amidst the cum-stained blonde locks behind her head. Seeing that she was getting no sympathy from Aaron, Keira steeled herself. Her creased brow and teary eyes were replaced by resigned compliance as she returned her attention to his cock. Slowly, she moved her head downwards, her lips travelling over the puke encrusted shaft. With a rough intake of breath, her lips then ascended back up. Now she was bobbing her head up-and-down like a good slut, but she still wasn't licking or sucking.

Aaron raised his right hand, the hand not occupied holding her head, and slapped her across the cheek. He didn't hit her too hard, just enough to remind her to fulfil her purpose as a woman. Keira's head jerked up an inch when his palm connected with her cheek and the shocked groan she let out felt incredible as it vibrated his cock. The slap seemed to work, however, and Aaron soon had cause to throw his head back in ecstasy; he felt the suction pressure begin to pull his dick within the soft cavern of her mouth, past the tug of her pink lips as they worked up and down his cock. For her part, Keira grimaced as she sucked down the small chunks of regurgitated food that clung to his penis.

Her tongue shortly began to knead the tender flesh at the tip of his cock. After a few apprehensive prods, she started to flatten it against the underside each time her head made a downwards bob. Then, as her lips drew up along his cock, she tenderly licked upwards. Pressing her tongue forwards against his cock, the spongy flesh enveloping around his shaft and maximising the surface area in contact with his dick.

Every teacher of Girl's Oral Sex Ed had their own blowjob technique which they passed onto their young students. Aaron recognised this technique Keira now employed to please him as the one Mrs Barrette must have taught her class. He knew as it was the same technique every girl in his class employed when they were on their knees before Aaron and he was not taking the onus to thrust his cock into their throat. Aaron was not complaining. It was good technique.

"Good girl" Aaron moaned in pleasure.

Her lips tight around his shaft sent shocks of ecstasy through him as they pulled up, tugging delightfully over every contour of his dick. Inside the warm embrace of her mouth, he felt her moist tongue run up his cock, warmly licking every inch. As she reached the top, her tongue massaged the soft flesh there- pushing and kneading around the bellend. Her lips soon joined her tongue in rubbing over his sensitive cockhead. At this point, Keira sucked hard on his tip and the pressure felt rapturous.

Aaron moaned again, louder this time. "Good whore!"

And again her lips ran down his cock as she repeated the process. She went faster, too, with each descent, until she was properly bobbing her head up and down like a true cocksucker. A lewd sound now filled the room: a wet, smacking noise that accompanied every beautiful bob of Keira's delightful blowjob.

"Urghh...good whore." Groaned Aaron, "You are a good whore, Keira. Don't know what that was all about earlier, but you're being a great slut now. You're giving great head. If you're worried that you aren't as good as some of the other sluts in class, you needn't be. You take dick as good as any of them."

Keira didn't reply. She continued bouncing her head up and down his cock.

"You know you can talk to me about this stuff. I'm your friend."

When Keira again didn't respond, Aaron decided to leave it be and let her continue sucking him off. He put his hands behind his head and basked in her oral ministrations. He lay like this for a few minutes. Keira's well practiced breathing techniques- another gift from Mrs Barrette- meant Keira never took her lips off of Aaron's cock. She continued pleasuring him at a fast, rhythmic speed.

Smack, smack, smack. Her blowjob continued, her lips and tongue gliding halfway down his cock and then all the way up again. To give herself the necessary leverage, Keira had pushed herself up onto all-fours. Her head down in his lap, her ass stuck up gloriously behind her, the ample half-spheres perfectly framed her cum-stained golden hair and make-up smudged face as it bobbed along his cock. He watched his penis disappear halfway into her mouth and come out again glistening with her fresh saliva. Periodically, Keira's eyes darted up to look up at him. Making eye-contact when used- if the position allowed- was one of the most basic mantras echoed to every girl in the free-use world. A simple trick to being a good slut every girl should know. And that advice was doubly important when a girl's mouth was being used. Whether it's a slow, lazy suck with the woman in control or it's a brutal facefuck with the man ramming his cock as far down a slut's throat as he can get, girls were always taught that good sluts should try and maintain as much eye contact as they can no matter what. Despite all that, Keira was never very good at abiding by that mantra. So, when her eyes looked up at Aaron's, it seemed as though she was genuinely looking to see how good a job she was doing. Seeing if she could coax an orgasm from him.

While the blowjob she was giving him was heavenly, perhaps the best head she's ever given, this was not what he had wanted most from her this morning. His thoughts returned to the walls of her throat, and the delight they would bring massaging his cock. Softly, Aaron manoeuvred his hand back behind Keira's head. He first caressed the side of her head, pushing back loose strands of hair behind her ear. Then he gently rubbed his hand over her hair, affectionately petting her. Keira looked up at him again and Aaron smiled back.

Keira looked back down as her head, too, went back down his cock. When her lips reached that halfway point, and she made to bring her lips back up, Aaron gripped the back of her head and slammed her down. The yelp Keira emitted, muffled by the cock in her mouth, quickly became a guttural sputtering as Aaron's cock suddenly pushed into her throat. Her oesophagus felt euphoric to him as he felt its sinewy, slimy texture rub against his cock. The walls of her throat that he remembered violating the evening before had regained their shape overnight, so they were blissfully tight as he **** them apart with his cock. In one harsh, abrupt motion, Keira was pushed down to the base of Aaron's dick and his cock lodged itself deep in her throat. Unprepared for the sudden onslaught, Keira choked. A series of rough, wet gags ensued as Keira's body tried to repulse the foreign invader. Aaron did not relent. He held her head firmly down as she tried to jerk away. The length of his penis that was buried past her tonsils was squeezed and massaged by her throat's sputtering.

Aaron held her down for a moment more, basking in the sexual elation that Keira's **** but weakening convulsions brought, before pulling her off his dick. He didn't let go of her. Gripping her from behind the head and beneath the chin, he held her an inch above his penis and allowed her a moment to breathe. Her airways cleared, Keira tried to draw in breath the second Aaron's perverting penis was clear of her lips. Her wheezing intake of air was immediately overtaken by a fit of rasping coughs. Between each hack she gasped for air to fill her lungs.

Absconded from the embrace of her throat and the warm hug of the saliva within, Aaron's cock felt cold in the comparatively chill air of his room. His member twitched in anticipation of being sheafed past her lips again. When Keira's hacking had calmed down it was replaced by deep, incisive panting. Keira's tear-glazed eyes darted between fearfully looking up at Aaron to gauge if and when he would drive her head down onto his cock again and staring into some middle distance as she focused on preparing for the next ****.

Satisfied Keira had enough time to recover, or more likely bored of waiting, Aaron pushed her down without warning. Keira gasped in as much air as she could before Aaron's engorged manhood pushed into her throat. Again, Aaron revelled in piercing apart her throat with the spongy head of his cock, how the resistance squeezed the sensitive glans. In one push, Aaron was able to get half his cock into her throat before he reached a barrier. He pushed down harder on the back of her head until, with a hoarse grrk from Keira, his cock popped past the barrier.

Further down her throat he slid, farther than he had yet reached this morning. Keira had managed to keep herself from gagging so far this time, but now that he pushed into the untrodden reaches of her throat, her instinctual convulsions began. Still, she managed to keep these gags constrained to shallow croaks.

With her lips an inch from the base of his fully erect cock, he had her as far down as he reckoned he could get her. Satisfied, Aaron entangled both hands behind her head and started thrusting back-and-forth inside her throat. Gurk, Gurk, Gurk; the noise echoed out of her with each thrust of his dick. Aaron thrust his penis like a piston, pressing into Keira's neck at a steady, rapid pace.

Soon, Keira started to struggle. She began to **** around Aaron's cock, making tiny gagging noises that had Aaron groaning in delight. Tears ran down her cheeks from bloodshot, oxygen starved eyes. Whatever discomfort she felt was irrelevant to Aaron's pleasure. So, Aaron held her head in place and continued to use her. He rammed his cock as deep into her throat as he could and held her down, basking in the warm, wet massage her little chokes gave the length of his member. Keira started to squirm. She was shifting her weight about, trying to find a position that would open her airways. Her hands gripped the bed, her legs scrambled for purchase. However, all she managed to achieve was to make her bountiful ass, raised high as it was with her on her hands and knees, shake with each frantic movement she made. Aaron's gaze transfixed on those soccer-ball sized cheeks dancing before him. Keira's hands grasped at Aaron's thighs, desperately trying to urge him to release the cock from her throat, but Aaron barely registered it. It was as if he had been hypnotised by the alluring flesh that trembled with each flailing scramble Keira made. Every convulsive jerk of her lower torso, every twitch of her thighs, every heave of her chest shook her magnificently round buttocks. Aaron's eyes took in every inch of milky pale skin atop her perfectly pert, spherical, firm ass.

Suddenly, a thought entered Aaron's mind. An idea he had coupled with an overwhelming impulse to act upon it. It was a simple need, really.

He wanted to slap that ass.