Suck Princess 5:
A True Story

Hello all! I thought it was time to check in with you. For those of you who don't remember, my name is Jessica Baumgarten and I am a hot redheaded cocksucker. If I sound like a slut I can't help it! I love to suck cock and I won't apologize for it. Well, on to my latest adventure.

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My boyfriend enjoys the fact that I crave sucking his cock and swallowing his
hot cum, but he also knows how much I enjoy being forced to suck. Forced to
kneel, forced to have my mouth abused, forced to swallow load after load of
cum. I have sucked his cock five times in one night - of course, I had x-rated
movies on the TV to help him get hard again, but five loads nonetheless. I have often told him that one of my fantasies was to have my mouth raped by a stranger, not really raped of course, but definitely to act it out. One night while I worked his cock in and out of my red lipsticked mouth, he started talking to me about the fantasy.

"Mmmm - I bet you would love to have a stranger fuck that mouth of yours,
wouldn't you." I groaned around his dripping stalk as he moved his hips in an out of my sucking face. "Yes, you would cream if a guy grabbed you and fucked that face, wouldn't you."

Again I groaned in the affirmative as I deep throated him, punctuating the point by burying my nose in his slop-filled pubic hairs. He laughed then.

"Hahahaha! That's it, cunt! I'm close!" He leaned his head back and opened his mouth. "Slow down, GODDAMMIT! SLOW DOWN!" I slowed my voraciously sucking mouth to a crawl, down to the base and slowly back up, my pussy spasming in orgasm as I reacted to his dirty humiliating talk.

"OH --FUCK --HERE I COME!" He screamed as he grabbed a fist full of hair and stopped my head completely. I was kneeling on the floor and had one hand in my sloppy pussy while my other hand pulled and rubbed his spit-slicked balls. I stared up at his face, which was contorted with lust.

"Yeah --taste THAT bitch!" His cock swelled in my mouth and I came as he came, his cock flooding my tongue and cheeks with his bittersweet cum. He ever so slowly drove his dick into my mouth deeper.

"Ooooh --unh --" I continued to hold dead still and pull his sack of dripping balls as his cock continued to spew into my wet hot mouth. My tongue worked
over and under his shaft, intensifying his orgasm, tasting his slimy white cum as his cock flexed and spit out rope after rope of thick sperm as my throat worked to swallow. Finally, after a full minute, he pulled his cock from my mouth. Breathing heavily, his chest heaving, he looked down at me and said, "Remember Pink Elephants."

It wasn't until later that night that I understood.

As I pulled up to my apartment I pulled my hand from my pussy, pulled my skirt
down and stepped out of the car. I made my way up to my door and let myself
in. When I flipped the light switch, nothing happened. I cursed under my breath and pulled my hair back from my face. I had been in such a hurry to get home - I had work in the morning - that I hadn't bothered to wash my face, and now it stuck to my cheeks, matted and caked from an evening of sucking cock and cum.

Just as I turned to the hallway that lay before me in the dark, I first heard then felt a presence next to me. Terrified, I started to turn, only to feel a hand go over my mouth and a strong arm around my waist. I felt a man's scratchy cheek along my ear on the left side of my head.

"Pink elephants." It was whispered low and soft. Pink Elephants. It was now that I understood. My boyfriend had set this up. I was still nervous as he moved me to the living room, the lights still off, but my pussy was dripping with the
adrenaline rush of fear and the unknown. The man pushed me to my knees, then bent me over on the floor so that my forehead was on the carpet and my arms were behind me. Suddenly I was aware of another man in the room. He moved swiftly and tied my arms behind my back, not too tight, but tied well.

My skirt was hiked up so that my thigh high nylons could be seen up to their tops and my thong panties were exposed. Suddenly my feet were grabbed and
pulled back out from under me so that I was spread eagled face down on the
living room floor. I heard the two men standing over me, then the soft snick of a zipper. This was my fantasy come true. My pussy was dripping onto the carpet, leaving a wet stain. I couldn't believe my boyfriend had set this up. It was just too hot.

After a few minutes, where the only sound was my breathing, the ticking of the
hall clock and the wet sound of men jacking their cocks, I felt one of the men
move in front of me. I continued to lay with my face to the floor, my red hair spread out around me like an aura.

"Where the fuck is your purse?" The male voice was raspy but demanding. My
mind stumbled with the odd question.

"Over there," I whispered, my face still down. "Just to the right of me." Again there was movement in the pitch black. After a moment I could hear my purse being opened and the contents spilled to the floor. What did they want?

"Got it," one of them said. The other man then first squatted on the floor in front of me, then he sat on his ass and slid his legs under my shoulders, taking my hair in his hands and literally dragging me up to his cock, which was standing hard. He had taken off his pants and I could feel the heat of his ball sack.

"Here," the other man, the one who was in my purse, said. The guy with the hard cock in my face pulled my face up, so that I was looking up in the dark. I couldn't see a thing.

Suddenly I felt something being pushed and moved across my cheeks and lips. 
LIPSTICK! He was rough and didn't care where it was going. Some was on my cheeks and nose, a lot on my mouth, in my mouth, thick and squishy. He even put some on my forehead. I could taste lipstick as big globs hung from my
teeth.

"Now you fucking cunt whore, suck this cock!" He tilted my head back even
farther, and my mouth opened because I couldn't keep it closed in this position. 
And then I felt his cock, stiff and demanding, pushing at my slick, lipstick slopped lips.

He pushed my head down. His dick filled my mouth and I sucked hard, rubbing my chest into the carpeting so that my nipples were pleasured. I was totally controlled by his hands on my head as I couldn't balance myself while lying on my stomach with my hands behind my back. He groaned as he worked his dick in and out of my whore lips, saliva starting to drip down the stalk of his shaft, pooling in his pubic hair as my own hair, falling straight down into his crotch, became matted and stringy from the spit.

"Oh...fuck yeah!" he moaned as he continued to fuck my face. He pulled me down farther and farther until his cock was poking at my throat. I tried to take
him full, but the angle of my head prevented that. At least voluntarily. He laughed ruefully as he heard me gag, then with both hands on my head he lifted
his hips sharply and pulled my head down. I choked, gagged and coughed as spit blew out of my nose. He had his cock buried to the hilt, my lips crushed to
his balls and hair, my nose squishing wetly into this crotch.

"HAHAHA!" He held me. I started to panic as I couldn't get a breath. "Fuck
you, you fucking cumpig!" His words were like a sharp slap and made my pussy open by itself. I sawed my thighs back and forth in the darkness, trying to pleasure myself even as I was fighting for air.

"I'm ready-" the other man said, close to his buddy. My head was pulled up so that just the head of his cock was in my mouth and I was facing him in the darkness; even in this motionless state I worked my tongue under the head of his cock, feverishly trying to give him pleasure. Suddenly there was a flash and a snapping bulb blinded my eyes.

They had taken my picture! I came on the spot, an orgasm rolling over me.

"Are you gonna cum?" the other man asked.

"Oh fuck yeah, she's gonna get a real mouthful-"

"Yeah, make her swallow that cum! Fucking whore loves the taste of it. Don't
you, bitch!" I moaned around the stiff prick that stretched my now puffy lips. I could taste a steady stream of pre-cum and lipstick, my hair flew back and forth, the spit soaked ends flying around my head, whipping little droplets of saliva all over my face and his cock, balls and belly. He was grunting now, animalistic moans...he was close.

I wanted to pull my hands to his balls and intensify his orgasm but the ropes frustrated me. In reaction to that I fucked my head up and down on his pole, to the point that he could have let go of my hair. My body rocked back and forth from head to toe as I sucked and licked his cock. Suddenly he froze and his hands gripped my head hard, but not so hard to stop me from my submissive cocksucking.

"FUCK!!!"

"That's it man, cum in that fucking sluts mouth!" The other guy was right next to my head. It was only then that I realized he was jerking his cock, on his knees right next to my head. I continued to draw out the cum, sucking so hard I thought I would pull his balls up through his shaft.

"Yeah, cum in her mouth!" It was then that I felt the other man put one of his hands on my head and start to force me up and down, much faster than I could have in the position I was in. My hair was a mess as it was now plastered to my face and my lips were bruised and puffy. My tongue felt fat and abused as I continued to frantically twirl and push it back and forth on his raging cock. The hand on my head became more demanding, forcing me all the way down on each stroke, and my pussy dripped as another orgasm swept over me. Then I could feel his cock grow in my mouth, impossibly large.

And then, finally, what I was craving: thick hot sperm.

Some men shoot in thin powerful streams, others dribble out, but this was a thick, heavy stream! God it was wonderful! I swallowed hard, almost choking on its thick consistency. The hand on my head stopped moving and I continued
on my own.

"Oh fuck! ME TOO!" The man to my right quickly groaned out loud. It was then I felt a splash of cum on the side of my plunging face! He was jacking off onto my face while I was taking his buddies cum! I came again, an intense, overpowering explosion.

"Hngg --mnnn.gghr..ff --" I groaned around his cock as I desperately swallowed the thick gel he was producing. My head was pulled off of his spewing cock in the next second and turned so the other man could force his spitting cock into my gaping mouth.

He stuck the head in my mouth and I sucked in hard, collapsing my cheeks against his bucking prick. He continued to jerk off into my mouth, spasm after
spasm wracked his body as he fed me his cream. Cum spilled from my mouth and dripped onto the carpeting. I could feel long strands that swung back and forth from my mouth, nose and lips, slapping my throat, sticking everywhere. I continued to swallow, gulp after gulp, "ungg --.blph --gah --" until finally he was done.

Both men stayed still as I let my head fall to the floor, forehead first. Each of us was breathing like a marathon runner. Slowly the man who was sitting in front of me moved. He grabbed my head by the ears, one hand on each ear, and pulled me back to his crotch. He forced my face into his sweating, dripping, sticky cum soaked crotch.

"Clean me up, you fucking cunt!"

With my face forced into his balls and cock, his hands guiding me by my ears, I
started to lick and loudly slurp up the pools of gathered cum. I licked his balls clean and worked over his flaccid cock, sucking slowly, swallowing over and over. Soon I was finished.

Within minutes they had left, leaving me, to my dismay, in the dark and still tied up. Before I could even begin to think about how I was going to manage this, the door to my apartment opened. Footsteps across the hall and then the lights came on. There stood my boyfriend. He was smiling wickedly.

"There, cunt! Did you like that?" I smiled in response. "Good. Look over to your right," he motioned with his hand.

There on the floor was a picture. It was of me, my face covered in spit and
lipstick, with a large black cock in my mouth! And on my forehead, written in
shaky letters was the word "SLUT."

I stared at the picture...the way I looked you could have put that photo next to
the word in the dictionary. My boyfriend moved in front of me as I tried to get to a standing position. He pushed me back down and pulled out his cock.

"Eat, you fucking whore."

And I did.

Jessica

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