Because he would certainly deny it. Ever since he met her, Stacy was a born and bred A-class pervert.
It didn’t matter that her brothers were right in front of her — she eyed him up like a piece of candy every time he visited.
She probably thought he didn’t notice the furtive, dirty glances from those beautiful green eyes.
But he did. It drove him crazy for months.
In the end, he couldn’t control himself. Mostly because he realized he didn’t have to.
The slut obviously wanted it. Twirling her hair, flirting with him when her brothers aren’t looking — she loved being seen as a woman.
He was positive she would love feeling like one even more.
So one day, when he realized no one was home, Warren swept her off her feet and fucked her like a woman.
In her room. Then her brother’s room.
And from that moment on, Warren knew he had met his match.
If she had asked to date him, he probably would’ve said yes. He’d drop his fuck-buddies in a second too.
But she didn’t.
Oh, she called him for a fuck every day, but she never once expressed her interest in that way.
“Give us a kiss, Stace,” he ordered gently.
And now he was stuck playing this sick game of control and jealousy.
She nodded before unbuckling him skillfully. The sooner she could go back to Austin, the better. This bastard had a lot of nerve treating her like a second choice. And it was shaping up to be a perfect date with her boyfriend too.
She didn’t know which of those two made her more angry.
But Stacy opened her mouth anyway and took him in. Warren was a monster — she keeps forgetting that fact until she takes his cock inside her throat. Almost triple the size of Austin, she thought Warren was the norm because he was her first.
It was quite a shock when she realized Austin — and most men in general — don’t have half of what Warren was packing.
“Oh, fuck. Your mouth feels amazing, Stace. You could barely take in three inches during your first time. Now you’re deepthroating almost half of my cock in the first minute. Jesus, they grow up so fast, don’t they…?”
He lightly stroked her head and licked his lips.
She grinned, aroused by the look of nostalgia on his face.
He gently brushed her hair to the back before suddenly changing his tune — moving his hips as he held her head with both hands. By the time she realized what was happening, Warren was already smoothly fucking her mouth.
Like she was a sublime assembly of a fleshlight.
“Oh, shit. Fuck me! Right there, yes! Oh, Stace. You’re the best! Tighten up the back even more — uh-huh! Fuck….!”
Lightheaded, Stacy gradually felt the world spin as she bobbed her head on Warren’s entire length. It’s like all of the air was being fucked out of her and the only way to survive was to suck in his cock and hope a little bit of oxygen comes along with it.
She wondered how her parents, how her brothers would react to seeing her like this. Their perfect little girl getting her throat fucked like a professional.
Their prim and proper Stacy inhaling their best friend — her school senior’s cock like she loved it more than air.
She felt like a fraud. Her values, her temperament — everything in Stacy’s life always felt less important to her when she’s with Warren.
She couldn’t explain why or even justify it.
The attraction she held towards him… was beyond any drug she’s read about.
He had broken her down beyond repair, so much so that she would agree to cheat on someone she genuinely loved during their romantic date.
If she was going to be this easy, maybe she should date him instead — Stacy thought blankly.
Nah, that’s crazy.
“Oh, Stace — fuck. I love the way you suck cock. God, I trained you so well.”
He really did. After their initial hook-up, Stacy didn’t go through a day without sucking him off. Her petite young body was subjected to Warren’s daily humiliation rituals and hardcore pounding.
In the process, she even learned several things most women even double her age couldn’t do. She learned how to deepthroat and put her legs behind her head for him. She learned how to ride him for an hour straight without getting tired. She’s even sucked his cum straight out of another girl’s ass — and passed it around with two other women like it was a sport.
The Butt Nut Olympics, he called it.
There wasn’t a sex position she saw in a porno that she didn’t immediately attempt with him. In fact, he forced her to watch his favorite videos and reenact them.
And over time, she learned to love these little viewing sessions. She hated that she loved it.
The truth is, she loved her time with Warren almost as much as she loved her dates with Austin.
Almost.
With her soft hands holding onto his thighs, Warren shoved his cock deeper as she relaxed her throat.
It wasn’t until her lips were on the literal base of his cock that he paused and she was able to breathe.
“Ooooh! Fuuuuck…. I’m all in, Stace. Do you mind, baby? Just the usual.”
She knew what the usual was.
Another thing she learned from him — how to simulate gagging. Stacy never really had a gag reflex so it didn’t come naturally to her, but Warren taught her how to artificially “gag” to compress her throat through breathing.
Like kegels, but for your mouth.
She looked up at him. His huge cock was completely buried inside her throat now. It was jabbing at the back of her windpipes, but she felt little to no resistance. As if her body agreed this was the natural use of her throat.
She nodded at his request and gagged. Tears started to coat her beautiful green eyes as she forcefully gagged on his cock. It was hard — you couldn’t really inhale or exhale freely.
Excess saliva dribbled from her mouth before wetting the floor.
Warren affectionately used his thumb to polish some of the slobber off from the corners of her lips before bringing it to his own — licking it off. “You’re getting sloppy. Do it like I taught you, Stacy.”
She sucked in her dripping saliva before flicking her tongue on his testicles, bubbles and foam starting to foam around her pretty lips. This was one of Warren’s favorite parts.
The look in her eyes as she does something her mind inherently knows is demeaning.
But she does it happily anyway.
He held her chin, pulled out his wet cock from her clingy mouth before rubbing it all over her face.
Warren’s eyes glazed at the sight.
“Fuck. You’re so pretty. My pretty little personal cocksucker, aren’t you? You’re making me feel so good, Stace — I love you! Please don’t stop. I love you so much! Keep sucking, baby.”
Her eyes turned misty as she continued slurring on his balls. Don’t say that, she thought inwardly.
Don’t say these sweet words while you’re making me do this.
Stacy’s mind suddenly drifted to her boyfriend. Austin had a way with words too.
She wondered what he was doing right now.
Unbeknownst to her, Austin was still standing in line. Much like Stacy, he was thinking of her too, wondering what his girlfriend was doing.
He obviously had no idea it wasn’t a question of what but rather who.
“Sir, would you be interested in buying some nuts?” A vendor approached Austin and asked.
“Oh, sure. How much?”