The long day ends with a bang

Destiny insisted that, after their fight, it was only proper that they “make up”.

David was inflicted with a barrage of “kisses” while being dragged to the bed room.

“Oh David! Call me that again!”

“My one...and only... Destiny” he said, feeling a little bit more of himself die with each recital.

“You know just what to say to get me all worked up. Again!”

This was the ultimate lose-lose situation. In order to avoid conflict- which might eliminate hope for his date, and thus might eliminate hope from being free of this hell that fell onto his lap, he has to go along with Destiny’s request that dragged him deeper into it. The two choices were to anger Destiny, or to get her further excited.

Though, with everything bad that’s happened today, how much worse could it get?

“My one and only Destiny” he repeated- losing a little more.

She flung him onto the bed and kissed him some more.

“Why aren’t you kissing back?” She said after a couple minutes.

David was waiting for that “excitement” to come and take over his actions like it has done before, but it appeared as though that was going to be absent this time.

“The one time I want it to come, and it doesn’t” David complained in his thoughts, “why would it? That was clearly Destiny controlling you, but now that you’ve been forced into a position where you have to play along to have to...” he didn’t want to finish the thought.

Instead he began reluctantly kissing back, just like before, except....

“David, why are you’re eyes open? Be in the moment with me.”

Damn it. He closed his eyes and made out with her, trying to imagine he was actually making out with a woman- with very small lips

...that would occasionally shoot cum.

It was difficult.

Even more difficult when she made her approach inside his mouth.

“Come on David, get into it!” There was something particularly haunting about hearing his penis talk from inside his mouth, made even worse by the content of her message.

The make out session was very similar to before. Coating his entire mouth with her seed to the point where he was certain that taste would haunt him even if he miraculously got out of this arrangement. This was all made worse now that he had to consciously participate.

Eventually, he was able to drone out to the repetition of everything. And then it was like he wasn’t even there.

Shortly after he was able to find a small bit of peace in mentally “stepping out of the room”, Destiny extended deeper into his mouth and slid down his throat- and then his hips started thrusting.

Destiny was tickling his gag reflexes causing his head to twitch, making it seem like his face was fucking her back. After a couple of minutes, he could feel Destiny ejaculating. With his lightheadedness and nausea, it almost felt like she was cumming on his soul.

He returned to that thought of trying to stay afloat in that White Sea. Only now, when he’s lost in the abyss, fending for his life, there’s Destiny- three inches from his face cumming on his face with the rhythm of the tide.