Oral Addiction

I gasped, then swiped my hand across my lips, trying to remove the color. “I...I...I...!”

Millicent looked at me, but spoke into the microphone benefit of the audience. “Feeling a bit needy, Nicole?”

My belly muscles twitched and jumped in heated need. “I...I need to suck! Omigod, I need to suck so bad...!”

“Well,” said Millicent, “good thing John’s available, isn’t it?”

John turned toward me, hard cock angled out from his pants, his balls swollen through his pants.

Suck John? In front of an audience? Was Millicent crazy?!

But that cock...right there...so close...so close, I could actually smell it...

The audience faded to a small part of my consciousness as I grew more and more aware of that cock. I needed it. I needed it so bad.

And just like that, I dropped to my knees, wrapped my lips around John’s cock and began giving a blowjob in front of an entire audience.

I couldn’t stop. My tightly-wrapped lips slid up-and-down that rock-hard shaft. I was so hot, I couldn’t think of anything except that cock exploding into my mouth. My chin pressed against those huge swollen balls again and again.

And as my head bobbed back and forth, I felt Millicent’s hand stroking my hair.

“I told you you shouldn’t have targeted my hair with your silly spell,” she said. I couldn’t take my mouth from John’s cock long enough to retort.

“Well,” said Millicent, speaking to the crowd again, “that just about does it for our demonstration. Nicole will provide the climax for our show, and then we’ll let you go to enjoy the rest of the Fantasy Fetish Festival.”

The climax?

I suddenly remembered what happened to Tara. It was too late though. John’s hands were already entwined in my hair and, with a groan, he exploded into my mouth.

My eyes widened as a sudden rush of hot semen flooded my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but I was no match for the incredible quantity of sperm flowing from John’s hugely swollen balls. My belly filled as I swallowed mouthful after mouthful, but still my chin was covered, as was the top of my latex-clad boobs.

I thought he’d never stop, but eventually he pulled his shrinking cock from between my numb lips. I sat back on my heels, a hand on my belly and a dazed look on my face. I had never, ever felt so full in my life.

Then my cheeks burned as it finally registered that everyone in the tent was applauding me.

I started to get to my feet, but that caused me to inadvertently burp so loud, Millicent’s microphone picked it up, and the cheers doubled in intensity.

I dropped back on my heels and stared at the ground, cheeks hot.

The only thing that saved me was Tara’s size-shifting spell dissipating then. In the space of seconds, Tara was once again at her normal height, except now she was naked and coated with sperm.

“You bitch!” she said, glaring at Millicent. “I have sperm all over me! It’s in my hair! MY HAIR!”

Millicent smiled. “It’s good for your skin,” she said.

“I don’t care!” said Tara. “You fucking wench! You whore! You ass-fucking slut!”

Millicent’s eyes finally flashed. “I already warned you once,” she said, “to stop calling me names. A pity for you that I don’t give more than one warning.”