Chapter 52: You're Not Running A Marathon.
For the first time her expression softens, and she doesn't look like she wants to kill me.
...
"Arf... Arf..."
*INHALE!*
Her green eyes water as her face burns red, the sweat on her bare body runs down her skin. Just her bashful expression nearly sends me over the edge. ૮₍ ˃ w ˂ ₎ა
Oh god, now she's looking at me with submissive eyes, as though asking for my permission!
I weakly nod.
She wraps one of her hands around the shaft of my dick. The moment she makes contact, it twitches, causing her to jump back as though burned by a stove.
"Sorry, did that hurt?"
Did she just apologize!?
"...no, you're fine."
Reengaging, she once again wraps her rough hands around the shaft, this time, as it trembles, she holds on, maintaining her gentle grip.
Despite her gruff attitude, she handles my dick with the utmost care. Closing her eyes, she puckers her lips, pecking my dick with a kiss. As she pulls her mouth away, my pre-cum remains glazed on her lips.
She looks up at my wincing face as I try not to cum. When our eyes meet, she quickly whips her head away, looking back down at my dick.
She begins to wrap her soft lips around the tip of my cock with caution, as though afraid it would crack under the smallest amount of pressure.
Her gentle lips make their way over the divot of my tip. She begins to gently suck, swirling her tongue around the surface of my tip.
As time goes on, she becomes more bold, moving deeper down my dick.
Her tongue working its way around the shaft of my-
"Holy- shit," I groan. "You're really good at this Dissiri."
With a suctioning pop, she pulls my slobber covered cock out of her mouth. "Shut up; it's not that hard."
My dick is. "Does your boyfriend know you're doing this?"
"I'm single, you dickwad."
"Wait, don't tell me... this is also your first time!"
She looks away, mumbling under her breath, trying to cover her face with my dick. "Y-s i- -s"
(∩˃o˂∩) I got a two for one!
"But don't let the fool you! I'll still beat your ass."
I put my hands on my hips with a smirk. "Well, since I'm the experienced one here, as your teacher, I'll start with lesson one-"
"How about I teach you how to dig a bullet out of your skull."
I wag my finger, "Tsk,tsk; Dissiri, death threats aren't the best form of foreplay." I look down at my now flaccid dick. "Look at what you did." ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)
"Whatever, just get hard again so we can get this over with."
Noctiva begins giggling from the sidelines, "Why are you in such a rush, Dizzi? You looked so excited earlier. Are you not going to tell him how you were watching tutorials while I was on set?"
"Miss! Dont say such- foolish things."
"Graves, I hope you appreciate how much effort she put into this. She spent all afternoon eagerly planning. Then again... she didn't seem all that unhappy." (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )
"Oh... uh, yeah, thank you Dissiri."
She angrily jerks me off, her rough hands pulling the skin up and down as I can feel the divots caused by the scars. "I didn't do it for you jerk."
Her bashful anger causes my dick to spring back to life. For a moment her expression shifts to excitement, as though proud of the fact that I'm hard again.
"I wouldn't get too happy. You suck at hand jobs. The only reason I got hard was with how cute you are."
"...What?! I- I wasn't happy! And don't call me cute or I'm going to wring your dick like chicken's neck."
Speaking of chicken, I kinda wanna play now. "Cute,cute cute, Dissiri the cutie. I think I'll try and make that nickname stick."
Her eyes widen as she clenches her teeth, yet she doesn't apply any more pressure to my dick. "Shut up. I really will do it next time you say it."
I can't help but giggle. "Cuti-"
Her eyes sharpen as she whips her head.
With a gulp and pursed lips, I go mute.
Dissiri takes a deep breath, refocusing her attention on my dick. "Alright."
I scoff, "What's with the hype up? You're not running a marathon."
"I know that!"
Once more, she delicately places her glossy lips on the tip of my dick. This time, with no hesitation, she begins making her way down.
She expertly swirls her tongue around the shaft of my dick.
Already familiar with the structure of my cock, she has become curious, her mouth making its way deeper down my dick. Each time a little further before retreating. Her eyes water, but even so, her movements are desperate, as though begging for approval.
I cautiously place my hand on her head; it's like trying to pet a dog, unsure if it will love it or bite your hand off.
It seems to shock her at first, yet she doesn't resist, only lowering her neck in embarrassment, her ears now burning red.
"Dissiri, that fee-" I can't help but grunt as her tongue glides over the veins of my cock. "Ooh, that feels really good."
Her expression lightens, her eyebrows lessen their furrowing, and her movements feel less sporadic, more relaxed and sensual.
It feels good, but she's only halfway down my dick.
Now that she's comfortable with it, she has begun venturing deeper. Her cautious venturing inadvertently teases the tip of my dick as it pokes her uvula.
The first time she chokes on my dick, her eyes widen, her nostrils flair as her breathing hastens, yet she doesn't pull it out. Once she had regained her composure, she goes right back to it.
The slurping noise of saliva swishing around her mouth fills the melodic room. She continues, this pattern of venturing and retreating drool drips down to the ground in large quantities, my dick is now absolutely covered in her saliva.
At one point, she ventures a little too far where I catch her out in the open. Her eyes begin to water as she looks up at me.
She attempts to retreat to the safety of the tip of my dick; but, it's too much!
I can't resist when you give me that look!
Grabbing the back of her head, I slam her face against my crotch, forcing my dick deep down her throat. With a groan, I selfishly begin coating the inside of her mouth with my cum.
"!!MPFGH!!"
Her muffled gurgles only furthers my climax, causing me to tighten my clenched grip on her hair.
Hunching over my body goes numb. Her eyes water as cum overflows from her juicy lips.
Noctiva is standing beside, now violently fingering her soaked pussy. She holds the camera up to Dissiri, while her eyes rolling back, yet I continue to mercelislly unload into her mouth.
Panting for air, I slowly slide my dick from her mouth.
Tears stream down her eyes as a pool of saliva and cum come sopping out her mouth, and she hacks and coughs. "Whath the hellf you dicf!" Her words gargled.
My mind is numbed out as my dick continues spraying her face. "Whoops."
She winces as I glaze her face with my seed, the spurts of cum create a web of my milky liquid.
With a deep breath, I regain my composure and see the aftermath of my greed.
One glowering cum covered Dissiri and a giggling Noctiva, who is rolling on the floor.
Noctiva comes crawling over to the two of us, wrapping her body around Dissiri, she looks up at me with a naughty grin. "Alright Graves, what do you say after she did such a good job?"
Dissiri looks like she wants to maul me to death...
...
I'm so dead. (⸝⸝╥﹏╥⸝⸝⸝ )
I lightly pat her head. "Good girl."
She lowers her head as her cheeks burn red.
As I ruffle her hair I scoff. "So... are you adding all those lives you just ate to your kill count?"
Noctiva seems to have gotten my joke as she laughing and rolling. But I dont think Dissiri got it... cause she glaring at me.
(–˛ — º) Yikes, that was a poorly timed joke on my end.
Dissiri bites her cheek with a sharp, narrow-eyed glare. "I swear, I'm goi-"
Suddenly, my dick springs back to life, causing them both to jump back with a gasp.
Noctiva cheerfully claps, pushing Dissiri out of the way.. "It looks like it's my turn! Sorry Dizzi, I know it's greedy for me after you did all that work, but I can't wait any longer!"
Dissiri helps Noctiva stand while she trembles with a soaked pussy. "Theres no need to apologize, miss, that's what I'm here for." She tries to wipe my cum from her glazed face. "If you hurt her, I'm going to neuter you with a dull knife." (ꐦㅍ _ㅍ)っ✂╰⋃╯
૮₍•᷄ ༝ •᷅₎ა "Why is it dull?"
"Gravesss, don't leave a miss waiting."
"Uh... yes, ma'am!"