Kim wakes up

There was a rhythmic tremble. Like the whole bed was slightly rocking back and forth. I hadn’t been sleeping too well, but now it was damn near impossible. Was there an earthquake or something? I felt around with my hand and bumped into something warm and slightly hairy. Something warm and hairy that was slightly rocking back and forth. I found the source.

I rolled onto my side and opened my eyes. And there he was. Toby. I had been his guest for the night. Though guessing by the light it wasn’t morning yet. And now he laid beside me, looking directly at me, as he was jerking his big cock. And he wasn’t just looking at me. He was staring. I realized then I had kicked off my blanket. He was getting the full view. My thighs, my taut stomach. Though my t-shirt had rolled up a bit my tits were still outta view.

I slowly pulled my knee across my other leg, slightly giving my body an arch, moving my hand up to the side of my hip. It was too deliberate for him not to notice that I was awake. Toby shot his eyes up to meet mine, but I smiled encouragingly back at him, letting him know he was more than welcome to enjoy himself.

“Like what you see?” I said, sleep rasping my voice. Toby nodded.

He saw that I wasn’t going to yell at him, and continued to stroke his monster. With less vigor though.

“Y-you’re very pretty,” Toby said, daring to fill the void.

“So I’ve been told,” I said, resting my head back on my elbow, looking up at him. I trailed my eyes from his, down his body, and to where he was slowly stroking his cock.

“Need any help with that?” I asked. I had done it yesterday, and I was pretty okay with him jerking it to me anyway… So what was the harm in helping a little?

Toby’s eyes got wide, and he nodded. But instead of just slipping my hand over and getting him off in a few seconds, I rolled out of bed. Toby looked at me with curiosity. I moved my way around to his side, while I pointed to the edge.

“Scoot out here,” I commanded.

Toby was ever the obedient little boy. Though ‘little’ was perhaps not the right word… and not boy either. The damage he could do with that thing… Jesus, what am I thinking? Toby sat with his feet on the floor, leaning back on his elbow on the mattress, dick standing out in the air. It could’ve been comical, but there was nothing funny about that fat hog.

But Toby being obedient, I decided to be so too. I got into his favorite position. On my knees, under his giant cock. It stood over me, its shadow looming from my neck and way into my hairline. I almost became cross-eyed looking at it. It was so close. I could feel the heat. If I shifted my knees a bit, I would bump into it. I raised my palm to my hand, crudely spat in it and immediately wrapped my small fingers around his shaft, still not able to reach all the way around it. He grunted immediately. Slowly I stroked his cock up and then down, and as I did, the inevitable happened. His shaft tapped my face.

Fuck it.

I pulled Toby’s dick down and cradled it into my neck, almost as if to cuddle it. Toby grunted again, feeling his skin rub against mine. A small moan escaped my mouth in return. It was so naughty. But my positioning didn’t really let me jerk anything off properly. So I scooted back, so I could wrap both my hands on him and two-hand him. I shifted my eyes and immediately my vision was filled with his cock head. It was right there. Raging and violet. Slightly expanding everytime my hands came up. Swelling ominously.

My mouth hung open as my breath was getting heavier. I felt Toby shift closer on the bed. Did he try to angle his cock nearer? Maybe he wanted some small accident to happen ending in me falling onto his dick mouth first? Maybe he wanted me to slip my mouth down his erection? Instead, without any warning white sperm shot out from the slit of his cock splashing against my forehead. As if it had indeed become a given that Toby finishes on my face whenever. It shot into my hair and into my eyelids, sealing them shut, and onto my forehead, and so on. Drenching my face. The smell of his sperm filled my nostrils. I felt kinda dizzy from the strong smell. It was almost intoxicating. I couldn’t help but let out an exasperated gasp in shock at how much he came, but as I did Toby splurged right into my mouth. He sent three full, fat ropes into the roof of my mouth before I managed to close my mouth. The rest hit my lips and my chin and was soon dripping onto the carpeted floor.

While he jerked himself on my face to completion, I gulped down his thick load. It was more or less without thinking, but I couldn’t very well open my mouth and spit it out, now could I? That only meant more cum. To be honest, it didn’t really taste all that bad. Salty, yes, but with a fruity taste too. Was that why he had me shop for so much pineapple? I know Toby ate a ton of it. Come to think of it, it probably tasted better than Josh’s cum too.

I partly opened an eye and saw some cum still trickling from Toby’s semi-hard cock. Without thinking, I moved my lips down over the tip of his head, gave a swirl of my tongue, and scooped up the rest, before dropping it. I even opened my mouth to Toby and said, “All gone!”

“Th-thank you. That was great!” Toby panted, making me flutter.

“Happy to help,” I said, giving him a cum filled smile.

I then hurried off to the bathroom to wash up.