Command Cumslut to pull your massive cock out and start sucking while you drive

Chad's black Dodge Charger on residential streets, unknown city, at 3:23 PM on Saturday June 15th, 2024

"Cumslut," you command without taking your eyes off the road, "pull my cock out and start sucking."

The crimson-haired girl in the passenger seat turns to stare at you with those wide violet eyes, her enormous G-cups heaving beneath the soaked see-through babydoll. "What? Right now? While you're—"

"Right fucking now," you cut her off, your deeper voice brooking no argument. Your right hand leaves the steering wheel to grab the back of her head, fingers threading through her wet crimson locks. "I didn't ask for a conversation."

Cumslut whimpers—a high breathy sound that's part protest, part desperate need. Her trembling hands reach for your lap, fumbling with your belt buckle. The metal jingles as she works it open, then moves to your button and zipper.

"Oh fuck," Milky moans from the backseat, craning forward to watch. Her massive leaking tits press against the front seat, leaving wet marks on the leather. "I want to see it, I need to see how big—"

Your zipper comes down and Cumslut gasps audibly as your enhanced cock springs free—eighteen inches of thick, veiny meat that stands rigid despite the confined space. Even soft it had been massive; fully erect it's genuinely intimidating.

"Holy shit," Stacked breathes, her sapphire eyes locked on your shaft. "That's not... that can't be real..."

"It's so big," Cumslut whispers, her violet eyes glazed with a mixture of fear and overwhelming compulsion. Her small pale hands wrap around your girth—both of them barely able to encircle your thickness. "I don't think I can—"

"You can," you tell her, guiding her head down with steady pressure. "Open wide."

Her full lips part obediently, stretching around just your swollen cockhead as you push her down. The wet heat of her mouth engulfs you and you grunt, keeping one hand on the steering wheel as you navigate a turn onto a quiet residential street.

"That's it," you growl, feeling her tongue swirl tentatively around your tip. "Take more."

Cumslut gags as you push her further, her throat constricting around four inches of your massive shaft. Drool spills from her stretched lips, running down your length and soaking into your jeans. Her hands grip your thighs desperately.

In the backseat, Needy is openly crying now, both hands shoved down her shorts. "Please, I need it too, I'm so empty, I'll do anything—"

"You'll get your turn," you promise, applying more pressure to Cumslut's head. She chokes and sputters but doesn't pull away, her throat opening incrementally to accept another inch. The vibrations of her moans send pleasure coursing through your enhanced body.

Milky's hand slides between her own thighs beneath that leather micro-skirt, her green eyes fixated on the obscene sight of Cumslut's face buried in your lap. Milk streams steadily from her enormous tits, dripping onto the seat.

"Fuck, that's hot," Stacked murmurs, her own hand moving to squeeze one of her massive H-cups through the neon pink sports bra.

You take another turn, driving one-handed with perfect confidence, your other hand forcing Cumslut deeper onto your cock until she's gagging violently, tears streaming down her pale cheeks from the effort.