Esmeralda pulls back

Just as you begin to drift away, you hear Esmeralda's voice, so far away...

"That's enough... He's still new to this Janice..."

You feel the occlusion in your throat recede and exit your mouth, just as the weight on your head lifts.

As you gasp for air, you hear the bell ring loudly, and the hustle and bustle of people raising and chattering on their way out covers your coughing.

As you get out from the desk nobody gives you a second glace, and you lash out at Janice

"YOU BIT... Coff coff..."

"You fuckin bitch!! I could have choked to... Coff... ****!"

In response, Janice burst out laughing at you:

"AHAHAHAH... My god you're touchy! Seriously, you better start working on your stamina if you want to survive her cock"

She just up and leaves, and Esmeralda grabs you by the shoulders before you can run up to Janice, her face worried.

"You okay Liam!? I'm sooo sorry! I shouldn't have pushed you so much! Sorry sorry sorry sweetie!"

She closes you in a tight hug as she keeps apologising, her still stiff cock straining her leggins.

"Lets get you cleaned up, hm?"

She really cares, uh?

Or is this just an act?

Anyway, I DO need to wash my face...

You both start walking to the restroom

"Your friend is crazy, you know that?"

"Janice is... Well she's into some weird stuff, but seeing how you liked lapping her feet, i think you two have a thing in common"

You frown, thinking how easily Janice made you her bitch just by wiggling her toes.

Not anymore, no fetish survives first contact with a pair of stinking feet like hers.

"Cheer up sweetie, I'm not the jealous type, as long as I'm the first on your list, I won't mind you fooling around too much."

"Don't worry, you are... already too much for me to handle, I don't need any more action..."

She smiles, as you both enter a restroom you never noticed in the halls, empty.

" You never finished me off though, if I had balls, they would be blue by now; and it's your duty as my bottom to keep my metaphorical balls empty, isn't it?"

"Finish what you started, open your mouth sweetie"

Esmeralda closes you in an angle, rubbing her turgid member through her leggins, and as you visibly lose color from your cheeks she starts laughing;

" Jeezus I was joking, no need to get worked up"

She leans on a wall and takes out her beast, leaving it dangling between her thighs.

" I can finish myself, you will learn how to go down on me without dying of asphyxiaton, don't worry."

In this moment, an awful idea comes to your mind:

She seemed so out of touch when she was having an orgasm...

She thinks I truly want to be her sextoy...

I will let her believe that. I will bite my tongue and endure her harassment, I will put up an act worthy of an oscar and catch her unaware.

Or die trying.

...

Hopefully not though.

Esmeralda opens a stall and sits on the closed toilet, spits on her half erect cock and starts to work it.

Deep breaths Liam...

"You're right..."

"Say what, sweetie?"

You get in the stall, and kneel in front of her.

"I have to finish you off... Can't just leave you half done... Can I?"

Deep breaths

She raises an eyebrow, eyeing you incredulously;

"Dude, you don't have to **** on my cock to prove something, 'kay?"

That should be my clue to back away, but I have to keep going, make her believe I am already tamed and bent.

You take her damp cock in your mouth and start slurping on it, stroking it vigorously, getting in the rhythm:

up, down, up, down, work the shaft, use the tongue, take a breath, push it deeper, repeat.

Esmeralda shrugs and leans back, eyebrow still raised.

"Wow... for someone who was straight yesterday, you sure took in stride my... condition"

Up, down, stroke the shaft.

"Just... Whoo. Just slow down a bit, tiger, I was alre... already half dooone... I'm close... sooo close... Nngh"

You feel her cock throbbing, but you can't manage to take it out before it starts shooting hot cum right inside your throath.

To avoid **** like last time, you gulp down the first load, leaving your mouth open to catch the rest, doing your bloody best to not look disgusted by the salty stuff as it sprays on your face and shirt.

You see Esmeralda in an expression of pure pleasure, tongue out, moaning loudly.

After the last spittle of jizz hits your chin, you get up to wash your face, nauseated by the musky smell.

She comes behind you, the still stiff dick out, as you lean on the faucet you feel its wet presence on your buttcheek, and straighten your back instinctively.

Fuckin' hell, please don't tell me there's a third round

She leans on you, kissing your neck, arms around your chest,whispering in your ear:

"My god Liam, you choked half to **** on it and still came back to finish the job, you are... something else"

Please, no more

Faking it might have been a mistake after all...

"I will make sure to return the favor later, but now I reeaally need to piss"

She then steps to the urinal and proceeds to unleash a proper river.

Now is the time to ask a few questions I really need an answer, if I am to keep this farce up;

"So... I never knew you were... packing a gun that big..."

"Ah. I keep it tucked tight, ready for action. But it's getting difficult, it hasn't stopped growing since i was 13."

"So you don't... want to let people know about it..."

" 'Course not! Sure, i may have dicked down Janice and a couple of girls... But if big people knew, they would want to make tests and shit… I just want to live my life freely."

"And I... We've been together in that class for what? A year and a half-ish? I never noticed you and that crazy bitch Janice getting at it in the back. Aren't you worried to get caught?"

Now it's her turn to frown, it seems.

"You're a chatty one after sex, Liam... I like it. Breaks the tension"

She finishes and tucks her now flaccid dick in her leggins.

"And no, no one gives a shit about a gypsy and a trailer trash girl getting at it in the back of class... or their general existance. Don't worry, I know you are... straight and all that, and it must have been hard to accept my... gift. Thats why this... This means so much to me Liam..."

You notice a tear rolling down her cheek.

Is she... She's crying?

She hugs you again, the warm embrace of her bosoms almost... soothing.

"I was an idiot yesterday, I was drunk, I **** your mouth... I was terrified you would hate me... So I took those pics"

No shit, I fucking loathe your guts, now stop crying for fuck's sake...

"But now I see... You love me just the way I am... And... I will make sure you don't feel worried about your granny getting an hearth attack or something..."

Fuck yeah!

The plan worked better than i imagined!

Now is the time to quietly ask for them...

"I made sure no one but me and you will ever see them, sweetie, I wanted to have a keepsake of our time together... If you couldn't accept me."

Shit.

She printed them.

She's crazy.

And i don't trust crazy stalker nimphomaniacs with something that could potentially ruin my life.

Fuck.

I have to keep this up until I know for sure those are burned.

I hope I get there before she wants to go... deeper.