I lick her face clean

My tongue stabbed her pretty luscious rosy pink lips. The bitter dry aroma engulfs every ounce of my senses. My tongue inches down to her chin as I try to wipe clean the remaining remnants of my pre erupting volcano. However the urge to puke from my smelly sour cum, overwhelming me for a few seconds.

Monica said in a domineering voice. "Good boy. Next week, we will work on protracted our intercourse or else. You won't like what I have in store for you." She wink playfully but her eyes told a crazy frightening novel to me. "Let's enjoy the rest of our weekend together."

...

Monday afterwork

Devin slaps me on my back as he happily greets me. "Dog. Are you finally done with that little v ticket? Did your little friend met her tight compact friend in union."

I shook my head going over our eventful weekend. "I did get a front row seat meeting her pussycat." Devin eggs me on. "She aggressively **** me into giving her head for about an hour."

"How could she **** you into eating her pussy? Didn't you want to taste her wetness." He drains a beer.

"Bro, I felt like such a fucking loser. I nutted directly on her face, and then she became furious with me. My mouth was so numb, and..."

Devin nod his head. "And what? Don't leave me hanging short bean. Did she kick you out, did she slap your balls, or did she whip your ass."

I shook my head. "No. She... Made me lick my own ... cum from her face after I completed eating her cat." I breathe deeply sipping on a glass of red wine.

Devin looks me up and down. "Damn. John, this bitch is sick and twisted. And I repeat what I been saying for the last week. Dump this bitch, she is a total head case. A freaky dreaky bitch. How did it taste."

"Shut the fuck up. I know I should break up with her. But, this may be my sole opportunity at sex. Unless I want to pay a pimp and get a hooker. Shit made me feels so disgusted." I pause going over the flavor and the emotion of submissiveness underneath Monica. "I will be seeing her this weekend again. Hopefully she can teach me how to last longer."

Devin let out a large gasp of air. "My dear friend, mark my word. This bitch will have permanently whip if you keep seeing her. I gotta go take a leak."

I watch the people in the bar chatting as I get a text from Monica. The text read. 'Shave down your bush. I want to see your body hairless next time we meet. Don't text me back or come see me if you don't.' I reread the text a lot of times as I head over to bathroom. I past a bulletin board seeing various ads. A page for a college tutor teaching high academics. A color collage of pleasantly looking women in maid outfits promoting a 15 dollar an hour part time job at a local cafe. Then a page with a number and a slogan that read as... Looking for Upcoming Stars, call Jerry Fragan for a spot.

I met Devin as I push past into the restroom. I head into the stall that I went into recently. The piss evaporating down the toilet bowl. I shake the last drops as I heard the near stall door opening. I wipe my hand off with toilet paper getting ready to withdraw from the stall when a loud smack hit the stall barrier.

"Hey faggot. Ready to see your friend again." Then the same cock from last week pushes it way through the gloryhole. "Fucking suck it bitch. I know you'll love the taste of my hot load." The voice yell across at me.