Sweet Dreams...

She pushes you backward until your shoulders hit the brick wall, her violet eyes burning with hungry intensity. Without a word, she kneels before you, her hands cupping her heavy breasts together. They're slick with her milk and your saliva, creating a perfect, warm slide as she guides your cock between them.

The moment she envelops you, a strangled groan tears from your throat. Her tits are impossibly soft yet somehow firm enough to trap your cock between them, and the warm milk that coats her skin makes each thrust silky smooth. She works her chest up and down, her nipples brushing against your sensitive shaft as she moves.

"You like this?" she asks, her voice thick with satisfaction as she watches your reaction.

"Y..Yes..." You mouthed out between short breaths.

She doesn't let up, her face pressing into the valley between her breasts as she motors up and down. The vibrations travel directly to your cock, alternating with the soft slap of her flesh against your stomach. Her tongue darts out to lap at your head whenever it pops free, sending sharp currents of sensation through you.

"Mmm, you feel so good," she murmurs, her breath hot against your skin. "All that heat..." One hand moves down to squeeze your balls gently, the other adjusting the position of her breasts to create more friction. Drool and milk combine on her chin as she works, her violet eyes half-lidded in concentration.

She suddenly increases the speed, her tongue lashing at your tip during every upward thrust. She matches your thrusts perfectly, her body swaying in time with yours as she works her chest faster. The slapping sounds of skin on skin fill the alleyway, mingling with your ragged breathing and her occasional satisfied moans. Drool drips down her chin now, catching the dim light as it splashes onto the pavement between your legs.

Her hand massages your balls more firmly, rolling them between her fingers with practiced precision. "That's it," she gasps between thrusts. "Use me, baby. Use my tits like I used your mouth." She tightens her grip slightly, her breasts molding perfectly around your shaft as you move.

Her pace becomes relentless, her face bobbing in time with your thrusts as she licks and sucks at your cockhead during every upward movement. The wet slap of her breasts against your stomach gets louder, her tits bouncing slightly as she works. Her tongue feels like velvet when it wraps around your tip, the soft pressure contrasting deliciously with the tight squeeze of her chest.

"Mmm, you're close again, aren't you?" she purrs, never breaking rhythm. One hand leaves her breasts to grip your hip, nails digging in just enough to add another layer of sensation. Her other hand keeps rolling your balls, applying gentle pressure that teeters between pleasure and pain.

"Answer me," she growls, not slowing her movements even as she speaks. Her fingers dig deeper into your hip, her other hand still working your balls with expert precision. The vibrations of her voice travel through her chest, vibrating around your cock as she continues motorboating you.

"I know you're close—I can feel it," she continues, her tongue flicking rapidly over your tip. "You gonna cum for me again, baby? Right here on my tits?" She increases the pace even further, her breasts jiggling wildly as she moves. Her eyes lock onto yours, pupils dilated with hunger and triumph.

"Say it. Tell me you're gonna cum all over my big, soft tits."

"YES, I'M GOING TO CUM!!" You yelled out. "I'M GONNA CUM ALL OVER YOUR TITS!!"

A triumphant grin spreads across her face as she hears your admission, her movements becoming even more aggressive. Her breasts move with impossible speed now, the milk coating both your shaft and her cleavage creating an obscenely wet slide. Her tongue flicks constantly over your head, her hot breath adding to the overwhelming stimulation.

"Oh, good boy," she moans, the vibrations rumbling through her chest and up your cock. Her free hand leaves your hip to grasp her breast, pulling it tight around you as she works. "I want to feel it, baby. I want to taste it."

"Ten," she counts, her words breaking as she works faster than ever. Your cock is fully immersed in milk and sweat now, sliding effortlessly between her breasts as she bounces them against you. Her tongue flicks rapidly over your tip during every upward motion, her mouth occasionally closing around the head to create suction before releasing.

"Nine," she pants, not slowing despite her labored breathing. Her hand at your balls squeezes gently, applying perfect pressure as she continues counting downward. "Eight... seven... you're so close... six... five..." Her rhythm is machine-like now, breasts pistoning up and down with military precision.

"Four," she grunts, her movements becoming almost frantic now. Milk and precum leak from between her breasts, the thick liquid splattering against her stomach and your thighs. Her tongue never stops moving, flicking rapidly across your tip during every upward thrust.

"Three... Two...," she commands, suddenly applying more pressure as her breasts squeeze tightly around your shaft. At the same time, her hand at your balls gives a firm tug downward, sending an electric jolt straight to your cock. Her mouth opens wide, tongue extended as she waits for your release.

Her eyes light up with triumph as she feels your cock pulse, her hands immediately cupping her breasts together to trap your shaft perfectly. "Yes... just like that," she murmurs, watching your face contort with pleasure. Her thumbs spread the milk coating her cleavage, creating an even slicker passage for your cock.

Warm cum sprays into the valley between her breasts, the first shot hitting her collarbone before she angles her tits to catch the rest. She makes appreciative noises as she milks your shaft, moving her hands in tandem to keep the perfect pressure as you empty yourself. Her smile is beatific, eyes half-lidded with satisfaction as she observes your release.

Her hands slow their movement, gently kneading the remaining cum into her skin as she admires her handiwork. Your cock still twitches occasionally, sensitive beyond belief from the intensity of your release. She brings one hand up to your face, running a finger through a stray strand of hair before resting it against your cheek.

"Such a good boy," she purrs, her thumb tracing slow circles. With her other hand, she gathers some of your cum from between her breasts and brings it to her mouth, sucking it clean with a satisfied hum. "All mine," she murmurs, licking her lips afterward.

The purple choker around her neck catches the dim alleyway light as she works on her fingers, cleaning them slowly with obvious relish. Watching her tongue wrap around her own digits, knowing she's savoring the taste of you, makes your spent cock twitch with renewed interest. Your eyes keep flicking back to that choker.

"You keep looking at this," she says, voice playful but laced with something darker. She fingers the choker delicately before giving it a small tug. The sound is faint but unmistakable, the distinct click of a latch engaging. Her smile turns hungry as she notices your reaction. "You want to see what happens when this snaps, don't you?"

You don't answer, instead grabbing on to the back of her head. Her body stiffens for a brief moment as you **** her head down, but rather than resist, she yields to your grip. You feel her throat constrict around your shaft as she gags, her hands flying up to brace against your thighs. Drool and precum already lubricate her mouth as you push deeper, the resistance of her throat tightening around you with every inch.

She makes muffled, **** sounds as you bottom out, her nose pressed firmly against your pelvis. Her fingers dig into your thighs as she adjusts, but doesn't pull away. Instead, she swallows, the motion sending intense vibrations along your length. A slow roll of her shoulders follows, her body yielding completely to your dominance.

"Fuck."

Her body trembles as you thrust deep into her throat again and again, her hands now splayed across your hips for balance. Tears stream down her face as you fuck her face, mixing with the rivers of saliva that drip from her mouth. The bubbles forming at the edges of her stretched lips pop audibly with every thrust.

"Goddamn you're fucking beautiful," you mutter, gripping the back of her head tighter. Her tongue flutters against the underside of your cock during your withdrawals, working desperately to stimulate you even as you **** her. The choker clicks softly as she moves, the pressure building with every **** thrust.

"Hnngh... nghh..."

Her body convulses as you **** her deeper, her throat muscles clamping down in reflexive resistance to the invasion. Spit and precum soak the floor beneath you now, creating a wet slapping sound as her face repeatedly smashes into your pelvis. She makes strangled, gagging noises that vibrate deliciously along your shaft.

The choker becomes taut against her throat, the metal links straining with every motion. You can feel her pulse quickening against your cock, her body tensing and relaxing in rapid succession as she struggles to process oxygen around your girth. Her hands scramble at your thighs, not pushing away but gripping desperately for purchase.

"Nnngh... nngh... nghh..."

Your hands tighten in her hair as you increase the pace, using her head like a fleshlight now. The choker stretches taut, links digging into her pale throat as she gags violently. Her whole body rocks forward and back, **** to obey your rhythm, spit flying from her mouth in thick strands.

The sound of her gagging has taken on a wet, strangled quality now, her breath coming in **** pants when you let her briefly at the top of each thrust. The pressure builds within the choker, the metal links groaning under the strain. Her eyes have rolled slightly, showing only white as she focuses on surviving the onslaught.

"Nnngh... nngh... nngh..."

Her body jerks and twitches as you maintain the punishing rhythm, her throat working desperately to accommodate your massive cock. Your balls tighten against your body as pressure builds, the knowledge that she's completely helpless in your hands only intensifying your arousal.

The choker clicks louder now with every thrust, the sound sharp and dangerous as the links stretch beyond their limit. Her nails dig into your thighs hard enough to draw blood, but the pain is insignificant compared to the overwhelming pleasure of controlling her so completely. Drool pools on the ground beneath you, mixing with her tears as her entire face glistens with fluids.

"Nnnngh... nnnngh..."

"Fucking snap already."

Her makeup runs in black rivulets down her face, forming dark streaks through the spit and tears already there. Each rapid thrust drives her deeper onto your cock, her throat convulsing around you as she gags violently. The choker creaks ominously now, the first few links showing visible strain as they're stretched beyond their normal range.

Her body shudders as you increase the pace even further, her back arching slightly as she fights for air. One hand moves up to brace against your stomach, fingers digging in as if trying to stop your movements. But her other hand still grips your thigh;still holding on, still submitting even as her body screams for mercy.

"Nnnngh..."

The choker snaps with a sharp crack that reverberates through the alleyway, the broken links scattering across the concrete as her head is suddenly released. She gasps for air desperately, her throat raw and swollen from the ****, but before she can catch her breath, you pull her head back down and **** your cock deep again.

Your orgasm explodes down her throat, thick ropes of cum flooding her mouth and sliding down her abused esophagus. She gags violently, her body convulsing as she struggles to swallow it all, tears streaming down her face as she chokes on your release. Her hands fly to her throat, fingers feeling the fresh bruises forming from the snapped choker.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck..."

Her swollen lips part in a victorious smile, mascara and tears smudged across her face as she meets your eyes. The broken choker hangs loosely around her neck now, the remaining links still digging into her flesh from the strain. She licks her lips slowly, deliberately, your cum still visible in the corners of her mouth.

You sway slightly on your feet, the intense orgasm and the adrenaline of breaking the choker leaving you momentarily lightheaded. She doesn't pull away though; if anything, she presses closer, one hand still resting against your thigh as if to steady you. Her breathing is still uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly as she recovers from her ordeal.

Her violet eyes radiate a soft luminescence in the dim alleyway, growing brighter as your vision blurs. The glow catches the droplets of sweat and spit on her face, giving her an almost ethereal quality in the fading light.

"Sweet dreams," she whispers, her words dripping with honey and something darker underneath. Her hand trails up your chest, fingers brushing over your collarbone before coming to rest against your pulse point. You can feel your heart hammering beneath her touch, the rhythm gradually slowing as the hypnosis takes hold.