Payment

Emily never thought she'd be reduced to such depravity. Sucking a stranger's dick to pay for a tattoo. How far she had fallen in a single night. Being a lawyer, she does of course know that if she walked out that door right now she would have a pretty good defence as to why she couldn't pay these men immediately. However, a hunger deep inside has her considering the alternative. Something had changed in her that night, right around the time she first saw that remendous cock dangling between the legs of her 'dancing partner' in the club. Seeing yet another one wrapped between her friend's pretty red lips had her secretly hoping that her tattooist was built in much the same manner. There was only one way to find out.

Emily resigns to her fate, walking around the other side of the counter and descending to her knees. She looks up at the man towering above her as she undoes his pants. The moment she does, a dick even bigger than his friend's comes springing out almost hitting her in the face. It seemed that watching Val sucking off his coworker had him hard already. Emily's mind is immediately sent racing at the sight of him. She can't help but bite her bottom lip enticingly in response. Despite how debased it is, she can't help but wait another second before wrapping her lips around his gargantuan cock.

"That's it, good girl." The man says as she pops the tip of his cock into her mouth and starts sucking.

His praise has her pussy getting wet in an instant. In response, she clenches her thighs tightly together to prevent herself from making any sort of mess on the floor of this tattoo studio. The feeling of his oversized meat filling up her mouth only drives her crazier with desire and before she knows it, she's trying to slide as much of it down her throat as possible.

*GAWK* *GAWK* *GAWK*

The sounds coming from beside her remind Emily that her friend is sucking a similarly sized cock right beside her. When she had asked to do something crazy earlier that evening, this wasn't exactly what she had in mind. Nonetheless, the experience only seems to make her feel closer to her friend. Hearing Val working so hard instills Emily with a drive to please her own partner more.

Her eyes are already watering as a result of having such a thick cock buried so far down her throat, triggering her gag reflex like never before. Well, almost never before. For the second time that evening, Emily's mascara runs down her cheeks.

The two white women continue dutifully throating their tattoist's big black cocks for some time. Eventually, Emily is horrified to hear the sound of the door opening behind her as a new customer walks into the shop. Her and Val remain hidden behind the counter as a man approaches. As Emily goes to take a break from all the sucking, so as not to make any noise and alert the newcomer to her presence down there, her partner steps forward, forcing his cock all the way down her throat so his balls are resting on her chin. Emily's throat convulses, gagging as his cock is buried so deep down her throat it can be seen protruding in her neck.

Meanwhile, Val receives the same treatment from her partner, albeit with less of a struggle.

"Sorry bro, we're closed for the moment." The man stuffing Emily's throat says.

"The sign says you're open though?" He says, confused.

"I know, but we've got something we've gotta finish up first. Come back in like fifteen minutes." Emily's tattooist says.

Whilst the whole conversation is unfolding, the two throat sluts are running out of air as the two thick cocks prevent them from drawing in any air. It feels like an eternity as they wait for the newcomer to finally leave.

"Aight fine." He finally says.

The man finally walks out the door and the moment she hears it shut behind him, Emily slaps on the waist of her tattooist, pleading for him to step backwards. He finally does, pulling his cock the whole length out of her throat. Emily desperately gasps for air as she's finally allowed to breathe, but not before spitting up a little bit of saliva onto her chest. It sinks down between her cleavage, leaving her breasts shiny.

"What the fuck was that?" She says angrily.

"Sorry hoe, had to do some quick thinking." The man responds, not sounding particularly remorseful.

"I couldn't breathe!" She continues.

"Quit whining. Look, your friend's already gotten back to work." He says, pointing out that Val's already gotten back to sucking without much concern for what just happened.

After catching her breath, Emily finally starts to calm down.

"Can you at least turn the sign around so it says you're closed." She pleads.

"I ain't stepping out from behind here with my dick out." He says.

"Fine, I'll do it myself!" She says, standing and walking around the counter to the door.

She swings the sign around so it says that the shop is closed to the outside, preventing any further interruptions. With that done, she walks back around the counter to find Val still going at it on her tattoist's cock. Emily sinks back down onto her knees before dutifully returning to her work. Despite their crude treatment at the hands of these two men, Emily and Val are practically worshipping their cocks behind that counter. They continue slurping and guzzling on their dicks, sloppily deepthroating them in a **** effort to pay off their debt.

Fifteen minutes pass before Emily finally hears the sound of Val finishing off her man.

"That's it hoe, take it down your throat!" The man says.

*GULP* *GULP* *GULP* *GULP*

Emily can hear the sound of Val swallowing the man's load. She glances over to the side to see as Val keeps his cock buried balls deep down her throat whilst he sprays his cum inside of her. God, it must be getting sent straight into her stomach at that point.

When he's finally finished, he pulls her off his cock. She gasps hungrily for air, a thick strand of cum connecting her lips to his cock before eventually breaking and dropping to her chest. Her friend looks deeply satisfied, perhaps even more so than the man she just gave a blowjob. It's as if she just quenched a thirst that had been pestering her for days.

"Thank you." She purrs up at him with a wink, as if HE had done HER some sort of service and not the other way round.

Once Val pulls herself together, she looks over to her friend with a devilish grin.

"Why don't I give you a helping hand there." She says with a smile, shuffling closer to Emily as she continues sucking her tattoist's dick.

Once close enough, Val grabs a hold of the back of Emily's head, pushing her further down on the thick cock pressed between her lips. Emily had been struggling to get him any deeper, thanks to his immense girth. However, with her friend's help, she's **** deeper and deeper onto his cock until she can feel her lips pressed against his pubes.

*GAWK* *GACK* *GACK*

The sound of Emily gagging on his cock fills the shop, causing her to drip saliva down onto her own chest before Val finally pulls her backwards by her hair. Whilst Emily thinks she should be feeling immense shame, participating in what is most certainly the nastiest act of her life, all she feels is the immense heat from being used as some sort of throat toy to pleasure this stranger's cock. All at the hands of her college friend.

Val continues using her firm grip on Emily's hair to **** her friend backwards and forwards on the man's cock, pushing her until her lips are pressed firmly against his pubes and drawing her back until just the tip remains in her mouth.

"Oh fuck, that's it. So close." The man gasps as he watches the two friends on their knees.

Val pulls her friend back by the hair until his cock fully falls out of her mouth. Emily greedily tries to keep him between her lips, even sticking her tongue out as he exits her mouth, but Val has other plans. She reaches out and starts stroking the stranger's cock, aiming it directly at her friend's face.

"That's it, paint her face with that thick seed of yours." Val says tauntingly.

Emily simply sits there, lips slightly parted, a drooling mess on her knees, unsure of what to do next other than simply wait.

"Open that mouth up wide slut." Val says in a surprisingly dominant tone.

Emily does as she's told, opening wide and looking up into the eyes of the man who's presumably about spray his seed onto her face. Meanwhile, Val continues stroking hard and fast with a tight grip on his cock. Copious amounts of Emily's spit serve as lubricant for this inelegant handjob. Suddenly, thick ropes of cum start spurting out of the tip of the man's cock straight at Emily's face. She's startled and immediately closes her eyes for fear of getting any in there.

Val's aim isn't perfect and only half of his load makes it's way into Emily's mouth, but it's still enough to almost overflow. The rest is sent spurting all over her face and hair, some if it even falling down to her tits. Emily had never had a man finish on her face, and certainly not as a result of another woman jerking him off. She felt like such a slut, kneeling on the ground face covered in cum. She had never felt more hot in her life.

She had also never tasted cum before, except for one time she tried a bit of her husband's out of curiosity. She remembered hating the taste, enough to ensure he would never finish in her mouth. However, right now, with a mouthful of this stranger's thick load sitting in her mouth, she couldn't help but think it tasted delicious. It was completely different to how she remembered her husband's tasting. Something about the flavour and texture only seemed to turn her on even more than she already was. A small part of her had secretly been wishing that the man would fuck her pussy too, but it was too late for that now. God, the thought of him bending her over that counter and fucking her from behind for anyone on the street to see had her mind racing alone.

"Oh fuck, look at you. You look so pretty painted in his cum. Go ahead and swallow his load now, trust me, you'll love it." Val says.

Emily does as her friend suggests. Her advice hadn't disappointed so far tonight. As she gulps down the thick load, she can't help but appreciate how viscous it is. The texture makes her think his seed must be filled with more seed than the average man and she wonders if the same applied for her hook-up from earlier that evening.

Her eyes remain closed thanks to all the cum on her face. She can feel some directly on her eyelid and lashes and hopes someone is getting her a towel. However, she's shocked to feel a wet sensation on her face from what can only be Val licking up the cum that she sprayed. Emily jumps a little at the feeling of her friend's tongue licking across her face, but soon makes her peace with it and remains still as Val employs this rather unconventional method of cleaning up. Eventually, Emily feels as if her friend has licked clean the entire surface of her face but is startled by a new sensation.

She feels Val press her lips passionately against her own. Emily is immediately startled, but for some reason she doesn't withdraw, instead allowing her friend's lips to remain planted firmly against her own. She had never kissed a girl before, but the feeling was somehow familiar. As if it just felt right.

Just as she grows used to the feeling, she feels her tongue slither it's way between her lips and enter her mouth. At this point Emily has totally given in and welcomes the strange feeling of another woman passionately making out with her. She begins using her own tongue to playfully make out with Val's. The two of them are locked in a passionate kiss which lasts almost a whole minute before she finally feels Val withdraw, leaving Emily in a helplessly confused state.

Emily finally opens her eyes to see Val kneeling beside her and the two tattooists looking down on them with smiles. They've already returned their cocks to their pants, seemingly just enjoying the show. The two young women finally stand from behind the counter, their knees red from remaining on the tiled floors for so long.

"I think that your 'services' have warranted an extension. You two have three hours to go get some cash and pay up. Don't make us regret this, or there'll be consequences." The man says sternly.

Emily is shocked at the revelation that her and Val are still expected to pay. She supposes that they never had actually agreed that sucking their dicks would repay their debt, but it certainly was the impression she was under. Before she can argue, Val speaks for the both of them.

"Thank you, we'll be back soon." She says before grabbing her friend by the arm and dragging her out the door.