2. His Impressive Size #2
Suzy jumped up on the checkout counter and pulled up her short skirt. Her skimpy pink panties had a huge wet spot. “This is so fucking hot,” she squealed as she started fingering her pussy through her panties. “I’ve got another idea how to make Mr. Simpson even prettier.”
She peeled off her pink panties and dangled them in my face, the smell of her pussy juice driving me crazy as I continued to deepthroat Fong.
“How about putting my panties on him?” Suzy quipped.
“You nasty girl,” Fong laughed. “Stand up bitch, Suzy put panties on my cocksucker. Keep his dirty seed from dripping on my floor.”
I did as instructed and Suzy pulled her panties up and over my raging cock.
They were very tight and the thin material was sucked deeply into my ass crack.
My boner tented the front of the panties lewdly, my own dripping precum now mingling with Suzy’s already soaked pussy juices.
The silky panties felt awesome against my skin.
Fong put his hand on my head and forced me back to my knees where he again began to feed me his cock.
“Finish job, bitch,” he commanded. “Show Fong what a good little slut you are.”
Suzy pulled out her smartphone and started snapping photos of me sucking off Fong. I had no idea what she was going to do with the pics, but at this point, I was in no position to argue.
“Yes, take pictures. Can e-mail me later, please. Will go nicely with my video.” He pointed to the TV screen on the counter and I realized my cocksucking exhibition was being recorded by his security system.
I was in deep shit. Fong had me over a barrel; looked like I was going to stay at his mercy.
“I’m sure Simpson not want these pictures to get posted on internet. He be my personal btich, now, huh fagboy?”
I assumed the question was rhetorical, so I didn’t try to answer, knowing my fate was completely in his hands.
Suzy jumped back up on the counter and her friend crouched down next to me, her head between Suzy’s legs, staring straight into her now bare twat. With a flick of her tongue, she made Suzy moan with pleasure.
“Watching Simpson suck cock make you girls horny, heh?” Fong chuckled.
Suzy lovingly grasped her friend’s head and started to grind her pussy against the smoking hot redheads tongue. The store was filed with the sound and smells of sex as the two of us performed oral sex side by side, me on Fong and Rachel on Suzy.
Between moans of pleasure, Suzy asked, “So are you gonna fuck your new bitch, Mr. Fong?”
“I save his ass for later,” Fong laughed. “He my bitch now and I take my time training him.”
I knew my virgin ass could never accommodate his massive girth, but at the moment, the thought of getting bent over and submitting my hole to this stud of a man made me squirm with anticipation.
Suzy began to pant furiously, and I knew the tongue fucking she was getting had her close to orgasm. She squeezed her thighs around the redhead’s face and with a mighty groan screamed, “God, I’m fucking cummingggggggggggggg!”
The hot action between the girls had a positive effect on Fong as I felt him tense and if possible, his thick tool actually grew bigger.
He was on the brink. My arms had been restrained for some period of time and were aching painfully, as was my jaw and throat.
I was thankful that this experience was nearing an end, and equally happy that I would soon be getting fed his salty load.
“I cum too,” Fong announced as he pulled my head roughly forward, burying every last inch of his tool down my throat.
My nose was pressed against his pelvis as I felt the first jets of his cream spurting down my throat.
He slowly pulled his rod out, shooting jizz first into my mouth and finally erupting the last few torrents on my face.
The girls began clapping, “That was cool, Mr. Fong. His face is covered in your cum, and look how he’s trying to slurp those big, thick ropes off his chin and upper lip. You are a cum hungry pig, huh Mr. Simpson?”
I could only hang my head in shame. It was true, I was a cum hungry pig. I was smacking my lips and trying to taste every last drop of Mr. Fong’s jizz.
“Answer the pretty girls,” Fong insisted as he slapped my face with his big fleshy member, big thick drops of spunk still oozing from his piss hole.
“Yes, I’m a hungry cum-pig,” I admitted. Never thought those words would be escaping my mouth.
Fong reinserted his now deflating dick back into my mouth, “Clean me whore.”
I eagerly sucked and nursed on his softening cock, getting several more dollops of tasty cream as a reward. Fong must have cum a gallon, but I was still hungry for more.
“That was so fucking nasty,” Suzy announced as she pulled down her skimpy skirt. “I’ve never seen anything so hot.”
She jumped down off the counter and grabbed her girlfriends hand. “Come on sweety, let’s head back to my place and I’ll return the favor.”
“You want panties back?” Fong asked.
“Keep them,” Suzy replied. “You’ll probably want Mr. Simpson to wear them next time. Hope you invite us to Mr. Simpson’s cherry popping ceremony.”
“Good idea, and I will,” Fong chuckled as he reached for a keychain hanging by the cash register and thankfully unlocked my aching wrists. Standing up, I was woozy, my legs completely unstable from being on my knees for so long on the hard concrete floor. “Give me panties, bitch.”
“Get out now,” Fong demanded as he picked up my clothes and tossed them out the door into the parking lot.
I scurried out and scanned the area. Luckily it was late at night and nobody was around. I grabbed my clothes and sprinted to my car.
Fong opened the store door and tossed my porn magazines at me, “You probably still need, huh bitch? I know you be fantasizing about sucking my dick when you jerking off.”
As I reached my car, the horn beeped. Fuck, I’d forgotten my keys in the store. I turned to see Fong standing at the glass door, dangling my keys. He’d just locked my car and was now laughing at me.
The intercom system crackled alive, “You forget keys, heh, cocksucker?”
As I looked up to the intercom, I noticed the TV screens over the gas pumps were running a video loop from the closed circuit security camera.
There I was, naked, on my knees, deepthroating a thick cock, a look of pure lust in my eyes.
He wasn’t letting me off easy. This sadistic bastard was loving every second of my discomfort.
“Come get keys, boy,” he laughed.
I started to pull on my pants, but the intercom blurted, “No, leave clothes and come naked.”
I jogged back to the store, my still rock hard dick bouncing wildly. I pushed on the big glass door, but it didn’t budge. The old fucker had locked me out.
“You jerk off now bitch,” he yelled through the door, “Then I give you back keys.”
I didn’t have much of an option, besides, as hardup as I was, it would only take a couple of strokes to blow my load. I grabbed my boner and started to jerk, standing only a couple of feet from Mr. Wong, but separated by the thick security glass.
Fong pulled down his sweatpants, revealing his still obscenely large dong. He thrust his hips forward and his huge cock was smashed against the glass. “Shoot load on my cock, boy.”
Damn, I think I actually started to drool seeing his big schlong again. With one more stroke, I exploded, coating the glass door in jet after sticky jet of hot man seed.
“Get on knees and clean my door with your tongue, you slutty cumeater.”
I was still completely at his mercy, and I did as instructed, licking my own cum from the glass, my tongue less than one inch from his thick member.
“You a nasty cocksucker,” Fong chuckled as he pushed my keys through the mail slot. “Damn glad you Fong’s new cocksucking bitch”
I grabbed my keys and sprinted back to the car. As I was opening the door, the intercom buzzed on again, “See you next Friday, same time. You not disappoint me, heh slut?”
Fong owned my ass and I only hoped he didn’t intend to share those videos with anybody else. The only thing I had in my control was being here next Friday to submit again to Fong’s dirty mind. As I started the car I realized I was already looking forward to next week.