My Throat

“Damn. So fucking good,” Gabrielle sighs in pleasure as my lips slide down to her hilt. Her friends abruptly twitch and grip me hard, holding my head down. The first pulse of her cum shoots into my mouth, long and dense, without any warnings.

“Fuck!” she swears under her breath, but I can still hear it, “Fuck, I wanted this to last longer!” She groans, even while her milk pours into my throat. She holds me firmly down on it, and I simply suck the base of her rod with her balls at my chin.

I swallow around her, caressing her cock with the muscles of my throat as her milk pumps into me. I drink hungrily, even, as she unloads, worshipping the meat in my mouth as she drains her balls, doing so almost straight down into my belly.

“So fucking good, though,” Gabrielle purrs in ecstasy, her voice like music, a source of warmth and beauty filling my ears, as her seed fills my stomach. I bask mindlessly in her flavour upon my tongue, the scent of her musk flooding my lungs.

When the pulsation stops, she groans an intense lamentation, but pulls back slow. I breathe in around her, inhaling more of her sweet, savoury scent, until her cock leaves my mouth entirely. She dries herself in my hair while she smiles at me.

I watch as she tucks her cock away, zipping and then buttoning, careful to avoid catching her dick in the former. Her hand comes back to me, fingers brushing hair out of my face. “Gods above, I wish you would remember this. You beautiful slut.”

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Here the story converges with Gabrielle waking me up in Chapter 9: Yes.