How I became a dirty anal cumslut, part II
The principal left me with the gym teacher in the locker room. First period wasn’t quite over yet and the class was still in the gym. He came over and sat down on the bench in front of me. “Did the principal’s cock taste good?” he asked me.
I nodded and licked my lips. It did taste good. I was actually disappointed I didn’t get to taste it longer…then again he was holding my head down so far on it I’m sure I wouldn’t have been able to without passing out. Especially after that ass fucking he gave me.
My head was still spinning a bit. “I bet you didn’t get much of a chance to suck it, did you?” he asked, “I know how he likes to just clean off his cock after anal, the principal likes to get right to it so he probably didn’t teach you much about deep throating other than shoving it down your throat once to wipe the cum off and let you taste your ass.
That’s his style, fun, but why don’t I show you more?” It was as if he read my mind! Or maybe he and the principal had done this before? Whatever the case, I didn’t even have time to ask him to show me, his pants were already coming off and there in front of my face was his hard, thick, cock.
“I don’t get to suck it?” I asked. “Don’t worry about that, just take a nice deep breath” He inhaled: “Innnnnnnnnnnn” he exhaled, “oooouuuuuuuuut” I followed his lead. Deep breath in, another out, deep breath in, another out. “good”, he said.
“Just relax and breath. ” He put his hands on my head, they were big and his grip was firm. As he told me to breath in the next time he pushed his cock into my mouth. Just like before with the principal he kept pushing until my lips were on his balls.
I couldn’t breath anymore, and he just told me to hold it. Now I understood why he had me breath deep. I was holding my breath OK with his cock in my throat, so not being able to breath for a second was doable. But he kept his hands holding my head down.
A second passed. Then another. I started running out of air but his cock was still in my throat. I needed air, so I started to pull back but his hands held me down.
“Good girl” he said as I started to gag and he released my head. It popped off his cock, just like the principal before, with a stream of spit running down my face, off my lips and down his cock and balls. “That was perfect”, he said. “It was?!” I smiled and asked seeking approval.
“Oh yes”, he said. “You follow my lead well and are doing great. Let’s continue, I’ll run you through the complete process so you can taste my cum. ” He put his hands on my head again and looked into my eyes.
He took a big deep breath and I followed his lead, breathing in just like before. His cock went back in my throat, but then out again quickly this time. It was covered in slobber. I just kept breathing, not knowing what he would do with my head next.
Down again he pushed and my lips were on his balls again. . . .