Chapter 14 - Deep Conversations

      Waking up some time later after one of the most intense fuckings of my life, the sounds of Mikaela, Danielle and Sonya filled the room which slowly came back into focus through my clouded vision.

      “Wow, I guess it was a success” said Danielle, even in my foggy state I could hear the smugness in her voice

      “It was amazing, thank you,” said Mikaela, “it’s so great that you found him, I couldn’t describe how I feel right now, like i’ve lost 50 pounds.”

      “What a sight,” said Sonya her Caribbean accent easily identifiable, “I’ll be honest, I’m jealous.”

      I stirred from the ground, the sounds of my movements where sticky and I noted that I was laying in a pool of jizz, I looked up to see all three girls, all fully dressed now and Danielle with one of the biggest smirks I’d ever seen in the short time I’ve known her.

      “I knew you two would fit together,” she said, her smirk widening even more.

      “Danielle,” I said starting to get up from my bed of cum, “you can be a real bitch you know that?”

      “I recall telling you what would happen if you called me a bitch again, bitch,” she replied, “did you not have fun?”

      “I think,” I started “…I need a shower.”

      I hobbled over to the bathroom door, finding it difficult to move my legs normally as I still carried a massive load in my ass that was very evident from my distended belly, the texture and taste of cum all over my mouth and throat and my ass was very sore having pushed it to my absolute limit. Danielle and Sonya couldn’t help but suppress their laughter. 

      I kind of hoped that she would eventually find some other way to relieve herself, as much fun as it was I’m not ready for the burden of being the sole individual responsible for her orgasms, but, she was a damn sexy woman.

      It took some work and lots of running water but i eventually washed every inch of my body and evacuated as much of Mikaela’s cum from my body as possible down the shower drain, And it certainly was an insane amount, more than two litres would be my guess. Even still I could tell there were parts of my body that would take days to fully exfiltrate Mikaela’s load from my system, she soaked me inside and out very thoroughly. Like a full cleansing.

      Man, so much had changed in the last week. Before I would have not even contemplated sucking dick or getting fuck in my ass, not even with a strap on. Now I was being thoroughly used by some truly hot girls and their big dicks, the thought alone enough to get me hard. Maybe I was just going crazy, it couldn’t be a dream. But it sure felt like one most of the time. It was obvious that I enjoyed it, I couldn’t deny that anymore, but how and why I still wondered.

      I finished up and dried off, still only with a shirt left to wear, but now it was thoroughly cum-stained. New clothing was something I would need if I were to be going anywhere today, fortunately on the other side of the bathroom door 

      “I figure you could use a new set of clothes,” she spoke throwing them at me as I stepped out, “no underwear though, you’ll just have to go commando.”

      “Uh, thanks,” I said, genuinely surprised and i put them on immediately. The pants were much longer than my normal pair and the shirt was rather tight and sported a low cut v-neck. I ascertained that these were likely Danielle’s.

      “What about the underwear I was wearing, uh, earlier?”

      “Those are mine,” Sonya said, “So I’ll be keeping dem.”

      “Come on,” Danielle ushered, grabbing her keys from the table at the front door, “I’ll drive you back to the university.”

      I looked at her hesitantly, I was having mixed feelings towards Danielle right now, what with the blackmail and random hook-up she’s orchestrated recently.

      “I insist,” she said, “otherwise it’ll be like a two hour walk.”

      Damn, she used the ‘I’ word.

      “Fine,” I sigh reluctantly, “sure, let’s go.”

      “Don’t be stranger,” called out Mikaela, “Remember I owe you one.”

      Yeah, I won’t be forgetting anytime soon, I thought, but only responded with a friendly wave.

      “I’m sure we’ll be seeing each odda real soon,” assured Sonya giving my ass a hearty smack and grope and planting a kiss on my cheek, sending my nether into a semi and my face going full blush. I smiled as I left taking a moment to savour the hot blonde and the strong dark goddess respectively, well, it wasn’t a semi anymore.

      I had to admit yet again that although Sonya frightened me, I liked it, something about knowing that at anytime in her presence you could wind up face down ass up was unrelenting in it’s reaction upon my heart and mind. And Mikaela, well she was sexy enough to fuck Brad fucking Pitt, and yet she had promised her ass to me. Hell Yeah.

      These thoughts lifted my spirits considerably as I left them behind and followed Danielle out of the apartment to her distinguished red convertible. My stomach twisting a little as I recalled the blowjob I gave her from the passenger seat only yesterday.

      “So, this looks like an expensive vehicle,” I said, goading an answer.

      “Wouldn’t you like to know,” she said, pulling her door open swiftly and sliding into the driver’s seat like she had done it thousands of times, “maybe I killed the previous owner.”

      I knew she was joking, but it worried me that I actually stopped to consider that a possibility for a second.

      “Wouldn’t that be fun to prove,” I spat, surprising both me and Danielle with a noticeable amount of venom in my own voice.

      “Are you mad?” asked Danielle, almost as though it was inconceivable that someone, anyone could be mad at her.

      “Well… yeah,” I said as Danielle unlocked the hand brake and began careening out of the apartment parking lot, barely looking both ways before making a left turn out.

      “You blackmailed me…” I said, my voice tapering off, realizing that maybe Danielle didn’t under stand that blackmail was a bad thing?

      “You want to stay don’t you?” She said in total earnest, it was almost kind.

      I thought for a moment, looking at her, seeing the wind bash against her short white-tipped hair; her modest boobs accentuated by her busty corset; her fun, wicked smile, emboldened by her fiery red lipstick against her pale complexion reminded me strikingly of Batman’s Joker.

      “Well… yeah I do want to,” I sighed, it was the truth after all.

      “Then there’s no problem,” she said reaching into her purse and pulling out her phone, all while staring ahead at the road, and handing it off to me, “videos are in the bottom right.”

      I saw the familiar folder and tapped it. Right away appeared the familiar image of Sonya behind myself, a big play button centre frame ready to be pushed. I noticed the image of the trash can at the bottom of the screen.

      I tapped it.

      ‘Are you sure?’ it asked.

      I tapped yes.

      “No problem, see?” said Danielle, witnessing what i’ve done, “And I promise there aren’t any other copies.”

      I handed the phone back to her, the burden I had felt since this morning had not quite lifted though.

      “How can I trust you,” I said.

      “I never would have let that get out,” said Danielle, “I just wanted to encourage you to make the right choice.”

      “Choice, you didn’t give me a choice!”

      “It’s the choice you would have made anyway, even without this,” she said gesturing to her phone before stuffing it away.

      “You don’t know that!…I mean, didn’t know that!”

      “Jason you are almost infuriatingly easy to figure out,” she snapped back, the words catching me a little by surprise, I bit my tongue, “Your parents will be fine without you for a few more months, enjoy a little more freedom here for once.”

      “You’ve only known me for a week,” I said calmly.

      “I know your type. Shy… dependent,” she said trailing off.

      “What exactly do you see in me? Is it just the sex?”

      “Sometimes,” she said, but she was all too aware that that answer wasn’t enough. “Does there have to be so much more to a relationship than good sex.”

      “I just expected something deeper,” I said.

      “That’s what she said!” chimed in Danielle.

      “Come on, I’m being serious.”

      “Fine.”

      “Have you been in a lot of relationships,” I said then, sensing I needed to clarify, added, “like long term ones.”

      I could tell she was about to say yes, then retracted.

      “Most of my relationships don’t last longer than a few months,” she said, pausing a few times, perhaps finding the right words, “Why are you asking?”

      “Shouldn’t I know?”

      “Yeah sure, I guess,” she said after a moment, “what about you, past girlfriends.”

      “Yeah a couple,” I responded, holy crap are we actually making small talk here?

      “Any last long?”

      I didn’t have to think long to remember one of the only long term relationship in recent years.

      “Yeah, I dated this pretty cute girl later in high school, we went for about 5 months.”

      “I bet she wasn’t quite like me?” Danielle said with a wry smile, giving the bulge in her leathery black pants a rub.

      “Nothing like you in fact,” I said without hesitation.

      “did you end it?” she asked.

      “I did… actually,” a sense of regret looming over me slightly.

      “Why?”

      “She was my first, as far as sex goes, it was good, but never anything amazing, I always had to initiate it, I guess I grew to resent it, like she wasn’t into me or she never wanted to do it. I always did wonder what it might be like on the other end, being the one who was getting fucked. Me and her got along well but eventually we stopped fucking. After that, I got bored, I dragged it out for a couple more months before I had to end it. There was no point anymore.”

      I watched her hand move away so I could glimpse how hard she might be, but her pants left some to the imagination. As usual something stirred in me, I noticed my heart rate, my hands shaking a bit, my dick growing in my underwear-less pants.

      “She didn’t appreciate you,” said Danielle taking a break from staring at the road to lock eyes with me, “you are super sexy, not just because you can take it in the ass like a champ.”

      “What about your ex lovers,” I said leaning in a little closer, “whats that story like?”

      “Well, as might come as no surprise most of them were brief stints, or one night stands that went horribly wrong.”

      “Whoa, like how, did you break them or something?” I said almost subconsciously putting my own hand on her bulge.

      “Mmm, not quite, more like they took one look and ran,” she said rotating her hips a bit, giving me a little more access which only encouraged me.

      “All guys?” I asked feeling her cock grow and harden to the shape and size that i loved, the leather texture of her pants making it quite a sight to behold. I couldn’t tell if she was just as surprised as me that talking about our failed relationships was getting us in the mood, but it was sure unexpected for me.

      “Some girls, but yeah, mostly guys,”  said Danielle, “And no I didn’t break any of them, most of them just couldn’t handle me, or ran screaming once I unzipped my pants.”

      “Were they not expecting a dick?”

      “I always make sure to be upfront about what my situation is, I’ve never misrepresented myself.”

      “I’m sure you have…” I said before going down on her bulge, licking and caressing it with my lips, maybe hoping I could make her cream her pants, after all, I was still a little mad at her… just a little.

      Little did i know…

      “Hey were here!” Danielle exclaimed stoping the car almost to a screeching halt. I lifted my head out of Danielle’s lap, staring at my dormitory building, large and repetitive, like the architect used the copy and paste function too many times. All that talk in the car I hadn’t been paying attention to where we were, and I certainly hadn’t expected us to arrive already.

      Danielle immediately got out of the car, still sporting a massive boner that was entirely my doing.

      She quickly strode around the car to my door and opened it for me, simultaneously giving me a front row seat to see her obvious cock. The streets of the university weren’t as busy as normal given that we were late in exam time, but there were still an ample number of people who had a clear view of the bright red sports car driven by the tall punk girl in leather pants sporting the boner of all boner’s.

      I hesitantly exited the car surveying the small crowd hoping I didn’t recognize anyone. Danielle grabbed my hand leading me to the foyer of my dorm, strutting pelvis forward, like she was proud of her erection and didn’t care who saw it.

      There was a great deal of pointing and murmuring, and even a few laughs coming from all around us.

      There was a girl on her phone near the door, as we approached she tilted down her glasses, stared at Danielle’s blatant erection and simply said, “Whoa.”

      She was super cute too, but this first impression probably insured that no chances with her would be had.

      Danielle practically dragged me all the way to my apartment, still surprising me by knowing exactly which apartment number was mine, she practically remembered it faster than i did, remembering how I had to keep a note with the number on it for weeks when I first came here.

      She very nearly threw me inside my own room after I fumbled with my keys like I was in a horror movie.

      The minute Danielle shut the door behind her she whipped out her hard cock and demanded that I finish what i started.

      Watching her stroke her hard cock while looking directly at me expectantly entrance me and like a little bitch swiftly got on my knees and started licking her cock all over.

      “Oh, silly baby, foreplay’s long over,” said Danielle grabbing my head by the hair and pulling it back, forcing me to look up into her eyes, I detected the all too familiar look she got when she was totally thinking with her dick.

      She shuffled forward until her pelvis was directly above me, then angled her cock down to my throat.

      “Now deep throat my fucking cock!” she ordered holding my head tilted in a grip powered by lust and squatting, lowering her cock down into my throat. I opened my mouth without resistance and felt her smooth shaft slide against my lips and tongue, her great thickness filling out my mouth. It lodged itself deep, finding difficulty working it’s way past the posterior wall and the entrance to my throat.

      I was reminded of the last time Danielle tried to force her thick meat down my throat and how we were unable to get it really good and deep before ultimately quitting, but then I thought of how easily Sonya had slide in my throat all the way to the hilt and she had been quite longer than Danielle. I focused on relaxing my throat and letting it in despite my growing distress.

      “Come on you fucking bitch! take my cock!” insisted Danielle, she starting almost punching my throat with the bulbous head of her cock until…
“Glurk!”

      My throat opened up as wide as I’ve ever known as Danielle popped my oral cherry like I’d never had a cock in there before. I moaned hard around her cock as she started forcing it in deeper, my throat felt so full, it felt so good, though I was in slight discomfort, my own cock was throbbing in my pants.

      “Oh yeah!” Danielle sighed, her cock continuing to sink the last few inches into my upturned mouth, I could feel my throat bulging out obscenely, “Mmmm… so good! Been a while since I went balls deep in someones face.”

      She smiled down at me making eye contact, i could see beads of sweat on her forehead and a slightly exhausted expression on her face. Indeed I could feel her bountiful balls press softly against face, like a pair of sweaty fleshy chin-pillows. I could almost feel the load building in them, probably building it up since they unloaded in my ass just this morning.

      “Mmm! Mmm! Oh yeah!” Danielle exclaimed as she pounded my throat with her cock, never letting more than a few inches leave my mouth with each thrust.
      
      “Oh fuck yeah, you’re throat’s so nice and tight!” Danielle expressed, continuing her dirty talk.

      My chin was well acquainted with her balls by the time she started convulsing. Her body shaking as she grabbed the back of my head with both hands, hugging my head right against her crotch as she spewed her load deep into my throat, flooding my stomach with cum. She jerked my head back and forth with small but hard thrusts, her cock quivering in my esophagus.

      At first it was familiar, like it had been with Sonya, but then it started to feel like it was boiling over, like her cock was writing checks my throat couldn’t cash, and I was struggling as her jizz poured into my upper body.

      Glurgh! Ughk!” I gagged on her dick, there was no stopping it now, and as I was attached to Danielle at the balls without warning semen started shooting out my nose and around my mouth like a shotgun completely covering the base of her groin in her own nut.

      She didn’t seem care, my comfort was secondary to her orgasm. A sentiment I’d grown accustomed to over the last few days. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. Her orgasm was the only thing that seemed to matter to both of us.
      
      She came for so long and was so deep that after a while I started to suffer for oxygen, and my vision became blurry. A sense of fear took hold, my body was crying out for oxygen so I hadn’t the strength to fight back. If Danielle wanted to keep her cock deep in my throat until I died, she very well could accomplish that. I was at her mercy.

      I stared up into my girlfriends face, ecstasy etched over every inch, her eyes practically rolled into the back of her head and her mouth refused to close, needing to stay opened as she panted audibly.

      The sight of her bliss and my stretched throat and filled stomach all drove me over the edge, my whole body tensed and then I blacked out.
