Of debauchery and deception

“Alright, can you see anything?” The young blonde male with the surfer bod asked, as he adjusted the blindfold of the woman who was kneeling at his feet.

“Not a thing,” the brunette replied, then giggled. “This feels so naughty.” She chirped, licking her lips in nervous anticipation.

“Oh, you have no idea, babe.” Surfer douche replies as he turns to you, hidden out of sight in the closet, and gestures for you to come out.

You push the door open and pad your way over to him as quietly as you can. Surfer douche steps aside, and you take his place. Having already undressed in the closet, your massive manhood stands painfully at attention as you bring it close to the brunette’s pursed lips.

You take a moment to snap a mental picture of the scene, drinking it all in. You’ve wanted to fuck her since forever, and here she is: the beautiful brunette in her fiery red lingerie, kneeling blindfolded and clueless at your feet, your throbbing cock barely half an inch from her crimson red lips, and it’s all you can do not to cum right there and then. And the best part is that she will never know it was you, because she thinks it’s her douche of a boyfriend whom she is about to blow.

With barely concealed excitement, you grab her head with both hands, and press your cock to her lips. Taken slightly by surprise, she hesitates for just a heartbeat before her lips part, welcoming your engorged dick into the warm moistness of her mouth. She tilts her head slightly as you unceremoniously shove your length down her throat, her tongue swirling around her mouth, tickling your cock while at the same time making space to accommodate your girth. You swallow, **hard**, nostrils flaring as you take a deep breath, doing everything in your power to stop from moaning out loud.

You have fantasised about this scene countless times, stroking yourself to an unbelievably pleasurable finish as you imagine what her mouth would feel like, wrapped around your cock, but no amount of fantasising could have prepared you for the expert ministrations of this cock-loving slut in reality. Her tongue is impossibly nimble, at times teasing your tip with the lightest of touches, at other times darting up, down, and around your shaft, thoroughly polishing your knob in every sense of the euphemistic saying.

You abandon all pretence of gentility, grabbing fistfuls of her hair as you violently thrust, in and out, fucking her mouth like a man possessed, the sounds of her choking and gagging on your cock serving only to fuel your depraved lust. Out of the corner of your eye, you see douchebag surfer furiously fucking his own hand as he watches his girlfriend unknowingly suck another man’s dick.

You notice her mascara start to run, as a couple of fat tears roll down the blowing brunette’s cheeks, and you slow your pace ever-so-slightly, a momentary flicker of concern creeping into your mind. That flash of doubt is immediately banished when she, noticing your slight reduction in tempo, shakes her head. Grabbing your butt with two perfectly manicured hands, she forces more of your manhood down her throat, impaling herself on your rod, your balls slapping lewdly against her chin with each thrust.

A familiar wave of pleasure grips you, greater in intensity than any you have ever felt, and you can’t help but groan out, “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m cumming!”.

Startled, the brunette attempts to pull herself off your dick, but you hold her in place; the svelte little slut no match for your brutish strength. The pleasure washes over you and you let out a guttural grunt of primal lust with each sticky rope of warm cum you force down the brunette’s throat. After what feels like an eternity, you let the brunette, spluttering and gasping, trails of cum leaking from her lips, off your cock. The foxy little vixen, cum-splattered and furious, rips the blindfold off to glare at you, and you grin stupidly at her as she screeches a single syllable in horrified confusion: “**DAD?!**”

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