Guy took his time, in no rush to get off once again. He was starting to warm to the spectacle of it all, appreciative of his audience as he started to constrict his fingers around Kim’s elegant neck. Spread legs trembled as she silently begged for him to take her, to use her while she was given the privilege of dying for him.
Instead he teased her, pressing the head of his cock against her slit, barely not pushing in as he rubbed it across her labia and clit. Her spine arched, hips trying to push forward to get him inside, but he drew back. Smiling cruelly down at her, he felt her pussy pulse beneath him, a throb of perverse excitement. Her face was pink now, eyes leaking tears as they stared desperately up at him. She wasn’t even trying to breathe, only to get him inside, growing more turned on with each moment her frustration was prolonged. This was a side of her he hadn’t known, a perversion unglimpsed until now. His respect for her had crumbled away into nothing, contempt driving him to deny her while his lust urged him to push forward, to ravage her and give her the satisfaction she craved.
Sudden movement in the crowd around them drew Guy’s attention away from his tormenting, some of the spectators taking a few steps forward from the sideline. His cock still threatening to penetrate Kim at any moment, he looked away from the asphyxiating slut, eyes flicking upward.
Standing patiently beside him, a dark-skinned older woman waited with a teenage girl before her, the two looking down at Kim with a shared gleam of envy in their eyes. Inspecting the pair, Guy came to the assumption that they were mother and daughter. Similar features echoed across both their faces and bodies, slender silhouettes with pert breasts, large for their frames. While the older woman was of apparently pure African ancestry, her daughter seemed mixed, cappuccino colored skin flushed across the bridge of her nose. Both of them had the same kinky hair, the girl’s held back in a sporty ponytail while her mother wore it close cropped, professionally styled.
While the younger woman seemed lost in lustful fascination, the older woman soon noticed Guy’s eyes upon them, a hand going to her mouth as she blushed suddenly. Gently stepping back, she tried to tug her daughter with her, into the general throng ringed at a discreet distance around Guy and Kim. A slow shake of Guy’s head put a stop to that, beckoning them even further towards him.
“I’m sorry,” the mother whispered once they were close. Supportive hands gently squeezed her daughter’s shoulders. “She wanted to get a closer look.” The teenaged girl was wide-eyed and said nothing, fascinated with the bare shape of Guy’s cock. For all Guy knew, she might’ve been mute… but he suspected she was simply overwhelmed.
“She’s welcome to,” Guy said. Looking the two of them up and down, he pulled his cock away from Kim’s cunt, turning it towards the mulatto teen. Pathetic choked moans of protest came from the woman on the ground, her curvaceous body writhing in need as it was held down by the throat. The teen girl’s brown eyes followed the shaft as it swung towards her, two hands clutched to her chest as she wrung at her crop top.
“Oh… Oh my. Thank you, she’s wanted to see one for so long,” the woman breathed, starting to stare herself. “When you took the instructor, she almost fainted from excitement.”
Finally, the dazed teen spoke. Her brown eyes were luminous with fervent lust, slowly pulling away from Guy’s cock to look up at him directly. She seemed to be putting only now into words what she had been thinking for a good long while, confident in purpose.
“Please let me suck it, sir.” Her voice was innocent, clear. Not nervous at all, she kept on. “I’ve wanted to taste one ever since I was seventeen, to choke on it while it was deep in my throat.” She swallowed, whispering. “I’ve practiced on dildos, and I promise I’ll make it good. You can even fuck my face as rough as you want. I won’t mind. Just so long as you don’t stop until I’m snuffed.” Her earnest plea was capped off by a flutter of long, delicate lashes, hands shyly pulling up her shirt and bra to expose a beautiful pair of dark-nippled breasts. “Please, sir?”
Guy abandoned Kim without a second thought, lust for this new mixed woman overpowering any desire to satisfy her. Gasping for breath as he let go of her throat, the Asian beauty let out a weak whine as she was neglected for a second time. He could practically feel her hurt gaze on him as he stood up, taking the teenaged girl by the chin. Her hopeful eyes gleamed as he tilted her face towards him, breath coming quicker as he looked at her for a long moment. She was truly lovely, and he would want to remember how she’d looked before he ruined her.
“On your knees,” he said simply. She dropped, a beautiful smile on her face as her chest heaved with panting breaths. The puffy peaks of her dark nipples were hard, light brown fingers slipping into her yoga pants as his cock rested across her face. She at licked it eagerly, eyelids fluttering as she moaned. Behind her the girl’s mother kept a hand on her daughter’s shoulder, rubbing slowly and watching with pride.
Pulling off the teen’s hair-tie, Guy freed her from her ponytail, running his fingers through her beautiful kinked hair before gripping it tightly between his fingers. Eager, the girl was rapidly stroking him with her lips and tongue, suckling briefly at his cockhead like a pacifier each time she came to the tip. If he let her keep on like this he was half convinced she might start to nibble him, displaying a hunger to have cock in her throat that was ravenous beyond anything he’d ever seen.
Using her hair like handles, Guy pulled her head forward with a violent jerk, his entire shaft shoving down her throat with a surprisingly small amount of resistance. Perhaps her claims of practice had proven useful, for she barely gagged, fingering herself hard while he held himself deeply within her throat. Little jerks and gurgles signified sparks of pleasure, her happy eyes half-lidded while tears beaded in the corners. Obviously she could not breathe past the obstruction. As he held her there, Guy grew increasingly convinced she might be content to simply asphyxiate like this, to die with neither one of them moving a muscle.
He was not interested in such a passive path. Shifting his grip to the teenager’s skull, Guy held it between his palms, giving him maximum ability to both push and pull. Once secure, he wasted no time before starting. His cock drew back, leaving her throat empty before violently filling it once more.
Guttural groans and cries came muffled through his dick as the girl gave sign of her enjoyment, sounding off each time his cockhead buried itself at its deepest point, her face slamming against his pelvis. He battered her with his body, thrusting against her to increase the impact each time, breaking her nose within a bare few thrusts and slowing not at all afterward. The pain must have been absolutely blinding, yet the girl kept on without recoiling, helping him put his cock as deep in her throat as she could get with every stroke. Tears poured down her cheeks unceasingly as her eyes grew glazed, her awareness focused now on the abuse of her body, the lack of oxygen in her lungs. He would hold himself within her for long moments, ensuring her slow asphyxiation while her hands almost mindlessly pleasured herself, fingers tugging her hard nipples and pumping within her slit.