A blowjob

Eleanor sat covering her dick, heart pounding. The man looked her up and down, not trying to disguise his lust. "I want a blowjob from her," he said to Abigail.

Ellie's eyes went wide, but before she could respond, she heard Abigail say, "Okay. Yeah, yeah alright." She turned to Eleanor. "You can do that, right?"

He was already unbuckling his belt and approaching the bench.

Abby gently pressed a hand against Eleanor's back. "On your knees," she whispered.

Eleanor obeyed. The man had his cock out now. It was bigger than Ellie expected. Abigail stroked her hair. "Now be a good girl and make him cum."

Her words sent a shiver through Ellie's body, and she rushed to comply. She put a hand around his cock and stroked slowly while she licked around his head. He groaned. With a deep breath, she put her mouth around his cock and took it slowly into her mouth. She alternated between sucking and licking, trying to get used to the feeling of having a cock in her mouth for the first time. Abigail kept stroking her back.

"We need to hurry," the man said. "If anyone else sees us we might all get in trouble."

Eleanor picked up her pace, but he was impatient. Suddenly, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her further onto his cock. She gagged, but he didn't let up. He took control and started fucking her mouth, no longer letting her determine the pace, working his big cock deeper and deeper into her throat with each thrust.

Eleanor felt tears welling up in her eyes. "Good girl," Abby kept whispering. As the man **** Eleanor to deepthroat him, the tears came, running down her face and mingling with the drool dripping down her chin. She was sure her eyeliner was running. To her shame, Eleanor felt her cock getting hard again.

Abigail's fingers gently tickled down her back toward her ass. She pushed one inside, fucking in rhythm with the man's thrusts into her throat. Against her will, Eleanor moaned onto his cock. The man started going faster and harder, and soon Eleanor's nose was bumping against his pubic hair. Her face was a wet mess, but he showed no mercy.

He started grunting with each thrust, and Eleanor knew he was getting close. Without thinking, she moved one hand to pinch her nipple and the other to jerk her cock. He pulled hard on the back of her head, forcing her down all the way onto his cock and holding her there as he came down her throat with a long sigh. She felt his hot cum pouring out into her throat and mouth, and struggled to swallow as much as she could, but she felt some sputter out of her mouth and join her mess of tears and saliva.

She didn't stop masturbating. With his cock still down her throat, and Abby's finger in her ass, she came again, shuddering and moaning. The man pulled his cock free while she was still spurting into the grass, and he quickly buttoned and zipped his pants. "You better get dressed and get out of here," he said, and walked away.

As Abigail slipped her finger free of Eleanor's ass, she turned back to look at her. Abigail's other hand was down her pants, and she made eye contact with Eleanor as she shook through her own orgasm. "Good girl," she said again as she pulled her hand out.

She picked up her phone and told Ellie to hold still. Ellie complied, and Abigail took a photo, which she immediately sent to Eleanor. "Now let's get you cleaned up and dressed," Abigail said, and helped Eleanor get most of the spit, cum, and makeup off her face.

Eleanor took a look at the photo. There she was, kneeling in the grass, naked except for shoes and knee-high socks, face and chest a mess of black tears, spit, and cum, her cock dribbling the last of its cum onto her thigh. She looked like a total slut. She supposed that was true.

"Come on," Abby said. "Let's go to my place. You've more than earned a good fuck."