"What do you say?" John coaxes, and doesn't even let you get the first syllable out before his cock hits the back of your throat again.

You moan, sound all garbled around his cock and the drool and pre filling your mouth, big wet eyes blinking up at him from your knees.

"Come on, you can do it," and he fixes his grip on your head and forces you the rest of the way down, smashing your nose into his groin, throat a tight suffocating squeeze on his cock. "Three words, kiddo, I know you can."

And God help him, you really do try, throat bulging and vocal cords shoved aside for his cock and the cum he pumps into you, your face wet with tears as you choke on it. A little thrumming pulse against his cock that coaxes the last spurts of cum out as he pulls back, paints it on your tongue, the inside of your cheeks, as you gasp around the fat head of his cock.

He grins in satisfaction when you cough up a little more, slick bubbles of white cum and spit on your lips, staining your cheeks. Your eyes are dark and heavy with it all, he knows if he put a hand between your legs it'd come back soaked.

You spit a mess of frothy slick cum down your chin, drag your lips dripping over the length of his cock, and bury your face into his balls. He cradles the back of your head.

As you huff his balls, licking the damp skin, he sees you work your hand between your own thighs, slick wet sounds of drooling cunt to match your face.

"Say it," he reminds you, and you moan and shudder as you come.

"Happy Fathers Day, dad!"

thinking about being a virgin omega but still trying to satisfy your alpha.

Simon's chest and stomach were heaving, hard panting breaths that kept cutting off, like he couldn't get enough air. His hips jerk forward.

"Love- oh fuck, gonna cum," he gasps, and you curve your tongue around the long, heavy cock in your mouth as you pull off, giving him a little sucking kiss at the tip as a reward. The precome beading it sticks to your lips until you lick it off.

"Good job, baby," you croon, and fist his cock, stroking it slow and steady. "So good. Can you keep going?"

He's trembling. It's the most erotic sight you've ever seen, Simon Riley with his pants down and shirt up over his tits, cock heavy and sticky, belly clenching as you smile up from your knees and smooth your palm over his cockhead. You wait, stroking him easily, not tight enough to coax orgasm from him, just the swirl of your palm a reminder that you won't wait forever.

"...yeah," he says finally, with a little edge to his voice like he's unsure. "Yeah, I can. I can do it."

You don't say anything else, just lean in and suck him back down, watching as his hands flex on his thighs. Deep and hard, you're proud of your skills in cocksucking and put them all to the test for him, tongue and lips and throat all working to make him whine, gasp, more sounds spilling out of his mouth as he climbs the peak again. And he'd started so strong too, stoic in his braced feet and steady back, dropping jokes to make you smile as you sucked him off.

Now he's ragged, shaking, so close to coming again that you can taste it on your tongue, precome thicker, saltier. More spit drools down your chin, a slick mess you wipe away only to cup his balls in a wet hand, rolling them, squeezing only a little, timed with the way your throat pulls at the head of his cock.

Simon moans, high and desperate, and you pop off just in time to see a cloudy spurt of precome, his cock throbbing. "So good, you did so well," you praise, flicking it away with your tongue. "That was the last, baby, go ahead this time-"

He's coming almost before you get your mouth back on him, thick hot ropes of it spilling onto your tongue, filling your cheeks. You don't swallow, just suck and suck, jerking the base of his cock with your hand, sloppy and wet and Simon groaning over you like a man dying, hunching over to brace himself on your shoulders like he's falling over. Only when his cock jerks in your mouth, and he gasps your name, do you let him go- lips tightly closed to make a seal, and standing, you bring his panting, wet mouth down to yours and pass all his cum back to him in a kiss that burns in your belly.

"My turn," you croon, spitting the last onto his tongue, and Simon goes kneeling to lick his cum into you with an eager tongue.

Kinktober Day 24

NSFW!!!

TF141 x fem!reader, portal pussy, dom price, sub!reader, dom!141, gangbang, dubcon, orgasm delay/denial, chastity technically, forced oral

Portal pussy would be the ultimate chastity punishment. Not just locked away, but locked away, put into a padlocked cabinet and the key taken and there's nothing you can do except beg as you desperately yearn to be touched.

"Please," you plead, on your knees, sucking at Price's cock with something too desperate to be enthusiasm. "Please, can I have it back, please!"

Kinktober Day 6