Ramp up with Taylor

Inktober Day 11: Mystical

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You stroke your dick furiously in the face your sister's best friend Taylor. She's sitting cross-legged and rocking an altgirl look with blue hair, heavy black eyeliner, a nosering, tattoos, and a lot of fishnets. She's wearing a mesh shirt and a belted black harness over a black bra, as well as tiny shorts and black knee-high socks over the fishnets. She's loving the sight of your swollen cockhead aimed straight between her eyes. "Fuck, David, give it to me," she begs. "That dick is fire. My body is thirsty."

You grab a fistful of her blue hair and paint her face, shooting thick strings of gloop across her eyes and forehead, soaking her in your wad until it slowly rolls towards her lips. Her eyes are glued shut, but Taylor licks up the droplets of your load as it soaks into her skin and drips to her lips. Have you unleashed your mystical mojo? You've got to keep going until you know.

You push Taylor flat on her back and yank down her shorts. The punk slut's not wearing any underwear, leaving her pussy exposed in her sparse fishnets. You're determined to keep fucking her rotten until you feel that mojo thing. You rip her fishnets and ram your hard again dick inside using your cum as lube, not that sluthole needs any. Her pussy locks on tight. Taylor sticks her tongue out, daring you to go harder. "That all you got? Fucking give it to me, David!"

You wrap your hands around the blue-haired slut and choke her. Keeping a firm chokehold, you batter her pussy with your dick. Your massive member pounds her cervix. She mewls. The tighter you choke her, the tighter the pussy gets. Fuck. Your balls churn and you pump her full of cum. How's that mojo? It's not feeling mystical yet, but there is no stopping you.

Taylor's in a woozy bliss after the choking. You slap her alert. The cum from her face sticks to your hand, so you shove your hand in her mouth and let the horny punk slut suck your hand clean. She slurps up the cum off your fingers. Her tongue stud is intriguing. The slut's just built to take your dick in every hole. She winks provocatively, eager for more.

You are just about to shove it in Taylor's dick-polishing hole again when your step-mother Claire walks in. Your step-mom's a tall redhead with a massive rack. She's only a few years older than you, Melanie, or Taylor. She glares at you. "David, we've been over this. No fucking in the living room. And Taylor, I know being a rebel is a thing for you, but you can do better than an unemployable loser like David. A lot better."

You turn and stroke idly. "But Claire, it's either fucking throatsluts in our living room or drilling the interns at your office. Is that what you want instead?"

Claire throws her hands about. "I just can't with you, David. Just fuck quietly, at least. I've got to turn in for an early night."

Taylor and you watch Claire walk to the master bedroom. Taylor leans over. "She's such a bitch," she whispers.

"Holy fuck, what a fucking cunt! First the auditor and now her. I can't get a break with these bitches."

"I bet you could splatter her good though," Taylor says. She reaches her hands around your waist and starts stroking your dick for you.

The handjob is helping you think. "I bet I could," you say. "I bet I could."