Tristan and Isolde

Emma leaves Mr. Jones sprawled on his daughter’s bed and walks out onto the leafy street. Suckr asks if she’s willing to see the client again, which is an easy yes for her. She still has a bit of time before dinner. She walks a few short blocks to a commercial strip and gets a refreshing drink at Starbucks. After quenching her thirst, she opens up Suckr and marks her mouth available for sharing.

The blowjob delivery request comes from a nearby park. It looks like the client is a woman named Isolde. Emma walks over, curious, and finds a tall bronze man and woman near the park’s parking lot. They are strikingly similar, like fraternal twins. She smiles. “Hi, I’m Emma! Where do you want me?”

Isolde waves. She has stunning black hair, and she’s sipping for a Starbucks cup of her own. The pair must have gone through the drive-through. “Go ahead and give my twin brother Tristan the best damn blowjob. He’s driving us across the country, and he’s been telling me he needs a nice tight throat for his cock ever since we left Vegas. See Tristan, aren’t I a good twin sister?”

Tristan has the piercing eyes as Isolde. It is as if the gods themselves are staring at Emma’s soul. He nods, but his gaze doesn’t leave Emma. “Get over here and throat my trouser snake like a good slut.”

The client is always right. More than that, Emma feels simply compelled to come up to the tall man and drop to her knees on the grass. She pulls off her cropped hoodie, and then Tristan’s hand is at her neck. He looks down into her eyes and undoes his belt and zipper himself. He pulls out a huge cock of great girth and pushes it at Emma’s lips. His fingers press at her jaw and she opens her mouth, somehow **** despite being willing.

Tristan fucks Emma’s mouth with deep, slow strokes. Isolde comes closer and looks at them critically. Barely a third of Tristan’s cock is fitting in Emma’s mouth. “Brother, when I’m paying for a slut’s throat for you, the least you can do is destroy it.”

Isolde grabs the back of Emma’s head with both her hands and shoves her onto Tristan’s cock. Emma’s eyes bulge as the huge cock presses against the back of her mouth, and then Tristan’s cock goes around the bend and bulges her throat. Emma tries to breathe lightly through her nose with the massive monster distending her throat. Isolde does not let go of her head, and instead pumps her head like a fleshlight around Tristan’s cock. Emma finds her nose smooshed again and again into Tristan’s torso as Isolde forces Emma to be throatfucked by her twin brother’s cock. *GACK GACK GACK*

Emma is finding it hard to breathe. Her face is turning red as she is being smashed into Tristan, and as Tristan’s cock is being smashed down her throat. All she can do is fight her gag reflex and drool. Being throatfucked in a public park is a new experience, and she doesn’t have the mindfulness to consider it. All she can do is survive the increasingly brutal throatfucking.

Isolde smiles at her twin brother. “I want you to fill the slut’s throat, Tristan.”

A few more disorienting slams and then Emma feels Tristan’s cock throb against her tongue, against her tonsils, all the way down her throat. He cums like a firehose inside her, and as he’s pulling out his cum shoots into the back of her nose and out her nostrils. Emma blinks, woozy. She can taste Tristan’s gooey load on her tongue. She can feel it in other places. She knows she’s a good girl. She got her tasty cum reward.

Isolde lets go of her head. “Was that what you needed, Tristan?”

“Gan’s cock, yes!”

“Let’s get back on the road then. I’ll leave a nice tip for our blowjob girl.”

Emma gathers herself too. The back of her throat aches and she feels hoarse. She has to head to a casual Tuesday dinner with her parents, so she’ll need to wash up a little. She wipes her face with her hoodie and heads back to the cafe.