After some practice and a few pointers from Rae, Kyedae looked sternly into the mirror. "I am a dumb.. fucking whore. I am a dumb whore. I am a dumb whore!"
The more she repeated it, the easier it became for her to say, and the more convincing her words were. Perhaps Rae was onto something with this whole practicing thing. If she started to do it daily, maybe Josh would notice. Maybe he would treat me just a little harsher. Maybe he would prioritize me. Maybe he would choose me. If he ever needs to decide who to facefuck into a silly mess or who to take his frustration out on, surely, he'll choose me ♡ .
"I am a stupid woman.. who should keep her mouth shut unless I am spoken to– or.. unless Josh is ramming his cock down my throat, of course. I am useless. I have no real world skills, so I am.. eternally grateful that Josh claimed me. I am grateful that he owns me and does whatever he wants to me. He is the only man who can treat me like I deserve. Like a whore should be treated. I am a cheating slut, and that's all I will ever be."
She then turned towards an open-mouthed Rae and asked, "How was that?"
Rae's slack-jawed expression turned into a smirk as she responded. "Oh my god! I actually shivered, hehe. That was so good!"
"Really? You're not just being nice? Because I really want to improve.. you know, at degrading myself," Kyedae replied. "I want Josh to know how little I think of myself. I want him to know he has completely destroyed my self-worth, and that all his disrespect is really paying off. He deserves that.. after all he's done for us."
Rae nodded in agreement. "He deserves that and more, but trust me– I am not just being nice. Here," Rae replied as she grabbed Kyedae's wrist and led it to her own arm. "See? Goosebumps!"
Kyedae confirmed the bumps on Rae's skin as she ran her delicate fingers over them. The atmosphere of their friendly conversation suddenly became more intimate as their skin touched.
Rae continued. "I've seen Poki degrade herself for Josh, but I know her so well, and it kind of.. fits her personality. You, on the other hand, are so cute and.. I don't know– you look so innocent and so pure, which makes your dirty talk extra sexy. Oh my god, I can only imagine how hot it is for Josh to slap you around and cum on your adorable little face, hehe! All while he gets you to cheat on your fiancé! No wonder he's so fucking confident all the time." Rae couldn't help but giggle as she ended her sentence.
Kyedae's face glowed with a blushing smile. Being praised was one of her weaknesses, but being praised by Rae magnified the compliment dramatically. Her right hand was still caressing Rae's arm absent-mindedly as her goosebumps retreated and her silky smooth skin revealed itself.
Rae looked at her rosy-cheeked friend. She was so naturally beautiful, and she didn't need an ounce of makeup to look that way. In fact, makeup would only serve to diminish her looks. Her hair fell around her pretty Asian face perfectly, and her gaze was seemingly carried by pure innocence. Though, there were hidden flickers of deviance. It was no wonder why Josh had spent so much time trying to steal her away from Tyson. As Rae appreciated her admirable features, she noticed her breath quickening.
Kyedae was nervous.
With a seductive grin on her face, Rae leaned in to whisper, "And if you want more evidence that I'm not just being nice, you cooould.. check my panties. You calling yourself a dumb.. useless.. whore.. really got me wet, hehe."
Kyedae's anxiety grew as her roommate was mere inches away from her face. She stifled a nervous laugh and did her best to maintain eye contact. She was not used to intimacy with her roommate– definitely not on the level that she was with Josh. And Rae was so fucking gorgeous, too! Her effortless beauty made the whole situation that much more intimidating.
"Uhm, I.. I–" she muttered out before Rae leaned in even closer and put a finger on her lips.
"Shh, you don't have to say anything," Rae whispered. "I know exactly what a dumb whore like you wants."
And with that, Rae erased the short distance between their faces and planted a soft kiss on Kyedae's quivering lips.
Kyedae's eyes widened at the initial contact, but she closed them as the shock subsided. They kissed once, and then twice. Their lips moved in sync with each other as the flames of their passion began to grow. The contact felt good . It sent small waves of pleasure throughout their feminine bodies. This wasn't like a cum-swapping kiss after a facial. No, not at all. They weren't currently cock drunk or performing for Josh's pleasure, which they loved doing. This was different, though. They were kissing all on their own accord.
Their noses subtly rubbed together as the kiss became more active. Rae's tongue wandered forward but was rejected by Kyedae's closed lips. A few seconds passed before Kyedae opened her mouth to allow a moan to slip out. Rae took advantage of the opportunity and slipped her tongue past Kyedae's defenses, which was met by another open-mouthed moan. They were soon french kissing as if they had just discovered the intimate sensation for the first time.
As the kiss continued, Rae grabbed Kyedae's wrist once more and led it to the hem of her shorts. That's as far as she went, though. She wanted Kyedae to do the rest but could feel her hand hesitating.
Indeed, Kyedae was nervous about proceeding; however, as the passion of their kiss took over, her fingertips began to creep down inside of Rae's shorts. Rae let out a moan as Kyedae made it to her thong and kept going. Her soft touch was now sliding down Rae's shaven pubic area.
And that's as far as Kyedae got. In a moment of clarity, she quickly retracted her hand and backed away from the kiss.
Through heavy breaths, she was met with a confused expression. "What's wrong?" Rae asked.
"I'm sorry," Kyedae replied regretfully. "I just– it feels wrong. I need.. permission."
"Permission?" Rae asked, prompting Kyedae to clarify further.
"Yeah, you know.. from Josh. It just feels weird to do this without him here. Without him watching. Without his cum on our faces. I don't know– I just think that everything we do should be for him, not for us, ya know?" she replied cautiously. It was clear that she didn't want to disappoint her friend.
Rae smiled. It was so cute seeing her instinct to be loyal. "Yeah, I get what you mean, but you know he wouldn't mind, right?"
"Yeah, I know.. he'd probably like the fact that we're kissing, hehe. I just.. want to be sure, you know? I don't want to risk anything that might upset him. I'm already afraid that he'll move on from me.." Kyedae admitted.
"You really think he would do that?" Rae asked. It was difficult seeing such a beautiful girl not acknowledge her value.
Kyedae frowned and nodded.
"Hm, well.. wouldn't that be kind of hot?" Rae asked unexpectedly. Kyedae looked at her in confusion as she continued. "Hear me out. I mean, just picture it. Him using us like cumrags, bossing us around, fucking us silly– basically borderline raping us on a daily basis! Maybe he'll even get us pregnant and then, out of nowhere, he throws us away? Like useless fucking sluts ♡? And it'll most likely be for new girls that we helped him seduce! Mm, it makes me hot just thinking about it. Maybe he'll even leak the nudes we sent him, hehe. Fuck! That'd be so careless.." Rae spoke with pure admiration and passion. It was clear that she was eager to discuss her slutty thoughts.
Kyedae rubbed her thighs together. Rae's words had clearly turned her on. "Fuck, okay.. maybe you're right. It would be hot, damn it! But still, I.. I want to be the one that he disrespects. I want to be the one drowning in his cum every time he gives me a facial. I'm fucking addicted to him, and I don't want to lose him."
Rae looked at her doubtful friend with a half-frown and paused for a moment. "Well, if you're worried about that, then you should try your best to stick out. Be special to him. Make yourself irreplaceable. What unique thing about you makes him hard?"
Kyedae thought for a moment. "Well, there's my little sister. She just turned eighteen, and I'm going to try to trick her into being his cock slave."
Rae's face was optimistic. "Oh yeah! Sakura, right? Doesn't she have a boyfriend, too?"
Kyedae nodded. "Yeah, but Josh could get past that. I don't know. He might full on seduce her or I might just invite her over for a weekend and slip her some sleeping pills so Josh can rape her as much as he wants . Not sure, hehe. It's just an idea for now."
Rae giggled. "Mm, that would be so fucking hot! I've seen some of her pictures on Instagram. She's sooo adorable! Josh would love abusing her."
Kyedae still looked dejected. "Right?! I'm really looking forward to it, but I don't know. Something tells me that still won't be enough."
Rae replied, "Well, what else is there?"
"My fiancé?" Kyedae suggested. "I mean.. I'm engaged, and you and Poki aren't. Even Lily isn't engaged."
Rae smiled in agreement. "There you go. Run with that! I know for a fact that Josh loves fucking you behind Tyson's back."
Kyedae's face gleamed with joy. "Okay! I can do that. Yeah, that's easy, but– oh.. maybe not. I mean, I've already been secretly feeding Tyson his cum and little things like that. Maybe.. I just– I just have to.."
"Cuck your fiancé," Rae interjected with a big smile. "Cuck him even harder than you have been. Ruin his life, and make sure Josh knows you're doing that all to make him nut. And then, you can sneak that nut into Tyson's food, hehe."
Kyedae looked at Rae. A wicked grin slowly grew on her face. The two finished their conversation shortly after, and Kyedae walked away pondering how she could execute Rae's advice.
***
"Do you guys like this song? I just found it the other day, and I've had it on repeat ever since," Imane exclaimed as her chat provided feedback.
Her streaming schedule over the past several days had been sporadic at best. Though, she didn't regret prioritizing her role as Josh's slut. It had been a transformative few days, but she thought it would be a good idea to get a stream in early that morning. Josh had plans for Lily in the evening that she definitely wanted to be a part of.
And it certainly hadn't hurt her too much. Her comeback streams always performed well statistically. She had almost twenty-four thousand people waiting before she even turned her camera on. The influence she had was far-reaching.
"What?! Wait, do you really not like it or am I getting one-guyed?" Imane asked her chat as she began to move her body to the rhythm of the music. "I could totally see myself dancing to this in a club or like.. a house party, hehe. Really? Ugh, whatever! Your music taste sucks, chat."
Imane was wearing a low-cut blouse and decided to go with ponytails for her hairstyle. It felt like the correct option as she began to fully embrace her submissive side. For that same reason, she opted not to wear a bra, which was usually a definite must for her streams. This was partly for her own comfort, but she also wanted her clothing to accentuate the full shape of her breasts. If her nipples poked at the fabric of her shirt from time to time, well.. that would simply increase her sexual appeal. She felt hot showing off.
There was also a small chance that Josh was still lying in bed and looking at her stream from his phone, so she needed to look sexy at all times.
Imane didn't care if her chatters reaped a few of the visual benefits that came with her instinct to please Josh. She was tired of hiding her body away and no longer cared about clips or perverted comments. In fact, she found herself smirking every time a little message popped up about her thick ass or her perky boobs.
As the stream went on, she transitioned into the content sharing portion where viewers could link clips for her to react to. It was during one of these reactions that she noticed Josh walk into the room. Butterflies immediately filled her stomach as she was suddenly very aware of her bad posture. She sat up straight and pushed her breasts out to give Josh a better view.
She also noticed a familiar look in his eyes as he walked straight towards her. This look quickly prompted her to minimize her camera and mute her mic. A moment later, Josh pulled his shorts down in front of her and forced her head forward so he could smother her face with his balls.
"Mm, hewwo sir," she mumbled out below his ball sack as she gave his cum makers several loving kisses. She took a deep whiff of his musk before adding, "Yew smell so good ♡."
"Morning, slut. What are you up to?" Josh asked as he looked towards her monitor and saw the fast flow of her incoming chatters. "Streaming?"
"Yes, sir," Imane replied as she stuck her tongue out and moved her head side to side, pleasuring the underneath of his hefty sack. "Well, I washh stweaming. That was before yeww barged in here an' plopped dese big balls on mah face, hehe."
"Mm, fuck– that feels good," Josh groaned out. "You're not complaining, are you?"
Imane replied, "Mmphf, no, of courshh not! Yeww can use me whenever yew want. I just feel bad for my viewers since I haven't streamed in a few days."
Josh considered her reply for a moment. "I mean, I could just not let you stream at all. Is that better? Huh, Poki slut?" Josh taunted her as he reached down and groped her right breast, which prompted a moan to escape from her lips. He noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. "What if I just turned the camera back on and showed the world what a slut you really are and then never let you stream again?"
Imane paused her tender kisses for a moment. "Mmm, that would.. be very mean, sir," she said. Josh could feel her breathy voice under his sack. "Revealing.. who I really am? No, no, no, no. That's no good. I want to be your secret slut. All yours. Your.. hidden whore, hehe. Only you know the real me ♡."
"Huh," Josh grunted out. He looked down past her face and towards her thighs and ass. He noticed the way she filled out her seat so completely. Her flesh molded around the edges of her seat, emphasizing the suppleness of her lower half. "You know, I was thinking.. you strut that big ass of yours around all the time, and I haven't even fucked it yet."
Poki perked up at his comment. Her eyes, which were the only part of her face that weren't covered with Josh's balls, widened as she spoke. "You.. want to fuck my ass?"
"Yeah, I do. It's the only hole I haven't fucked yet. You wouldn't make me wait until your stream is over, would you?" Josh asked in a demanding tone. He backed his pelvis away, letting his balls drag off the top of her face. He grabbed her tightly by the hair and brought her to her feet.
"Ahh! Okay, okay," Imane winced at the sudden rough treatment. "Uhm.. no, I would never make you– ow! Uhm, wait. Of course not. I just– I'm a little scared, heh. Ahh!"
SMACK. Josh began to slap her fat ass as she stood there in front of her streaming set up. SMACK. SMACK. All the beautiful Moroccan girl could do is stay still and take it. SMACK . She was used to being degraded– SMACK , but not here. Not in front of her audience. SMACK. She enjoyed it, of course, but the daunting idea of being ass fucked by Josh's massive cock was currently occupying her mind. SMACK.
"Scared of what?" Josh asked as he pulled her leggings down just far enough for her thick booty to be exposed. Imane instinctively looked towards her second monitor and was relieved to see that her camera was still off. "Fuck, I love this ass of yours," Josh added as he slapped her butt yet again. This time, there was no clothing to reduce the bounce that rippled across her magnificent cheeks. They jiggled freely back and forth and Josh watched on with fascination.
Imane was reluctant to show any sort of hesitation. "Well, it's just– we haven't prepared at all.. and your cock is so big! I love it, but maybe.. I don't know. Maybe it won't fit right away. Maybe we should start with like– a butt plug or something," she said with nervous optimism. Josh was a lot of things, but he wasn't completely unreasonable, right?
"Goddamn," Josh exclaimed as he continued to play with her fat ass. "This has to be the greatest ass on earth." After playing with her butt for a bit longer, he finally responded to her concerns.
"You know, that's actually a good idea," Josh said, which gave Imane a bit of relief. She knew he would see reason.
Unfortunately, that relief was short-lived. "But I'm curious," Josh quickly added as he grabbed her by the hair once again and pulled her head back. "Why the fuck is a cumrag like you suggesting a good idea? Or any ideas at all?"
"Ahhh! Uhm, I'm sor–"
"You're supposed to be stupid," Josh interjected. "You're supposed to be a dumb, ditzy whore, and that's it. "
Imane tried to appease him. "I am! I am a dumb, ditz–"
"Shut the fuck up," Josh cut her off once more. "There you go again.. talking out of turn. No, I shouldn't blame you. This is my fault. I've been too patient with you."
With that, Josh forced Imane to her knees. He aimed his cock at her face and slapped her with it a few times as she tried to calm him down.
She wasn't sure what patience he was referring to. Since day one, he had taken everything he wanted, in the manner that he wanted, and she allowed it all. He bullied his way into every hole that she and her roommates had, and he physically abused them any time he saw even slight hesitation.
Though, Imane would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy it. Even now, as she struggled to keep up with his angry behavior, she could feel the warmth between her legs. She was being manhandled, and she loved it.
But for him to claim that he had been patient in the past.. well, that was simply ridiculous!
Without warning, Josh jammed his cock into her open throat and tried to stuff his entire length down her gullet in one thrust, but it was an impossible task. Imane's eyes went wide as she looked at the monster currently invading her mouth. It looked obscenely large. The girth had her lips stretched to their limits. Josh quickly met harsh resistance, which caused Imane to gag dramatically.
"Mmmmpphhhf! Gluuuughhhghhh!" she moaned out as spit began flying out of the miniscule crevices between her lips and Josh's raging cock.
He pulled his dick out of her mouth and delivered a few heavy-handed slaps to her unexpecting face. "C'mon, I've trained you better than this. You're a whore! You should be able to take my cock easily. I know you have it in you. Let's try again," Josh said before ramming his veiny cock back into her tired mouth with a fierce thrust.
The slaps caught Poki off guard, but she found that they actually helped. They served to dumb her down and allowed her to focus less on her instinctual survival defenses and more on allowing Josh to occupy the deepest depths of her tight throat.
"Ahhh, man! That's a good girl," Josh muttered. Finally, after tossing aside her own comfort and relaxing every esophageal muscle that she possibly could, Josh forced his cock balls deep into her gullet.
Poki was proud of herself. That's exactly what the issue had been. She kept seeing herself as a partner giving her lover oral sex when, really, she just needed to be a cock massager. Her throat was a tool for Josh to use. Her comfort did not matter one fucking bit. This mentality is what helped get Josh's cock all the way down her throat.
Josh held Imane's head tightly and didn't allow her even an inch of buffer room. Her reddened face was right up against his pelvis and despite his aggressive nature, she found herself complimenting his manly scent in her head. Those thoughts only lasted a moment, though, as the seconds ticked by rapidly and Josh still showed no signs of letting up any time soon.
"Ahhhh, yeah baby," Josh groaned in pleasure. "This has to be the best feeling in the world– a struggling throat squeezing my cock."
As panic started to set in, Imane attempted to free herself. She tried to pull her head back, but Josh had an iron grip on her hair. She tried to slap his hands away, but it felt like a dream where her efforts had no impact at all. To add to her dismay, the longer she went without breathing, the less coordinated her hands were. She truly was helpless.
That's when Josh threw her a bone. "Fuck, are you serious? Your eyes are already rolling back into that dumb fucking skull of yours? It's only been a minute or two! Goddamn it. Fine, here," Josh said as he grabbed her semi-limp wrist and put it against his thigh. "When you're completely ready to tap out, just slap my leg. Don't fucking do it prematurely, either. I'll know if you can take more," Josh said.
Though, Imane could barely process what he was saying. Her cognitive functions were fading fast. She could feel herself losing consciousness. Luckily, she did manage to get the gist of his message and after ten more seconds and a few violent spasms, she tapped his leg and went completely limp.
Josh felt her body weight give out, but his grip on her ponytails kept her in place. "Ahh, fuck it– another thirty seconds won't hurt you," Josh asserted without care for Imane's well-being. He looked at her and derived great amusement out of her stupid facial expressions.
She really was facefucked silly. Her eyes were at the top of her skull, flickering erratically as all of her previous resistance had disappeared. "This is the fucking best," Josh mumbled out as drool pooled out of her mouth and involuntary spasms contracted the walls of her throat.
He rocked his cock around in Imane's tight throat as her face was pressed tightly against his pelvis. His aforementioned thirty second timer came and went as the pleasure he felt from Imane's warm cockhole kept him distracted. Imane slipped in and out of consciousness during that time, and finally, a full minute later, Josh carelessly began to jackhammer his cock in and out of her throat. This only lasted a moment before he threw her off of his cock. The thrusts had woken her up slightly and her suddenly free airway allowed her to gasp for much needed air.
"Uhhhhhh! Muuuuuuuuuhhhhh!" she gasped out, desperately taking in as much oxygen as she could. She coughed out phlegm and did her best to regain her composure. A delirious giggle could be heard as she recovered. She looked up at Josh with a disheveled smirk. "That was.. hot ♡, hehe."
Josh returned her smirk as he stood over her. "There's the whore I've been looking for. Now, get the fuck up," Josh said as he pulled her up by her hair. "It's time to pop that ass cherry of yours."
Imane squealed in excitement. The high from being facefucked was at its peak and she was willing to agree to anything in that moment. She tried to reach down to lift herself up off the floor, but Josh's painful grip on her hair had already raised her far enough so she couldn't prop herself up, so she had to endure his hair-pulling a bit longer until she was high enough to steady herself on her feet.
Josh quickly spun her away from him and bent her over the desk where her chat was still spamming messages. The video she was reacting to was still playing, which provided them with some entertainment as the side of Imane's face was pressed into her keyboard. Josh's forcefulness also shoved her monitors out of the way and knocked her mouse to the side.
"Mmm, you're so aggressive! You really want to fuck my ass, huh?" Imane asked.
Josh ignored her. "Reach back here and spread these fat cheeks of yours, slut."
She did as she was told. "Yes, sir! Anything to make your anal experience bett– ahh, fuck!" she exclaimed as Josh's cock pressed against her asshole.
"See? All that drool from fucking you unconscious is acting a great lubricant," Josh said as the head of his massive cock disappeared inside of Imane's tight brown hole.
Imane grimaced as her asshole was penetrated. "Ahh, yeah it actually is. Still kind of hurts, fuck! But.. I can handle– ahh, ugh! Fuck! I can handle it! I'll be the butt slut you deserve ♡."
"Damn right," Josh said as Imane's ass swallowed another inch of his raging fuckstick. And then another. He eventually met some substantial resistance, which prompted him to back out and then thrust back in even harder. This process repeated itself until three quarters of his cock were completely engulfed by her fat ass.
"You're a goddamn natural, you know that?" Josh asked. "Your ass was made to be fucked!"
Imane smiled through the pain. His praise helped turn the hurt into pleasure. Her discomfort took a backseat to her unwavering need to serve him in any way possible. So, even though half of her face was being imprinted by the keys on her keyboard, she smiled. It was there that she felt her legs tremble and her lower half began to spasm. She was orgasming just from the penetration alone.
"AHHHHH, YESSSSS ♡," she moaned. There was something about his degrading praise that hit all the right boxes for her.
Josh didn't pause at all despite her obvious climax. He built up a rough rhythm as his initial patience with her virgin ass had run thin.
"Atta girl. Keeping taking my fucking cock. Just like that, like a good whore," Josh barked out.
"Thank you, sir ♡! Thank you for fucking me! AHH! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Master! Fuck me! Fuck your property! Put me in my place!" Imane moaned. "Thank you for taking my ass even though I was a little hesitant earlier. You're so fucking manly for that ♡. Never let me stop you from fucking my holes again!"
The two continued their degrading remarks, all of which were aimed at Imane, of course. Josh pounded her asshole without mercy. Her ass cheeks made fantastic cushions for his rough thrusts. His hips bounced off of them easily, which made the rhythm easy to maintain.
"Haha," Josh laughed out. The pleasure of Imane's warm asshole wrapped around his cock had given him much to laugh about. "I don't know why the fuck you cocksleeves let me fuck you like this. I don't respect you one fucking bit. Don't you have an ounce of dignity?" To emphasize his point, Josh reached forward and grabbed Imane by the hair, pulling her head back as he fucked her from behind.
"Did you hear that, cunt? I said I don't fucking respect you," Josh repeated.
"Agghhhh! Uhhh, uhhh! Fuck! Good! No one should respect me– a whore like me.. I don't deserv– fuckkkk! Ahhh! Uhhh! Don't deserve.. respect.. don't deserve it.. I'm.. whore.. whore.. dumb whore.. so dumb.. very dumb," Imane mumbled out as the painful pleasure from getting ass fucked and having her hair pulled over took over her senses. She was being fucked stupid. If her webcam was still on and pointed towards her, they would see a bitch in heat– pure ecstasy on Imane's face. Her tongue stuck out of her mouth and drooled onto her desk. Her eyes were glossed over with a blank stare and pointed upwards.
"Take it, you fucking BITCH! TAKE MY COCK! YOU BELONG TO ME! I OWN YOU, I OWN YOUR CUNT, AND I OWN THIS. FUCKING. ASSHOLE!" Josh emphasized his words with several aggressive thrusts.
"Yessssss, ahhhhh! You own me ♡! Hehe, ahhh! I am so happy– fuck! That you own me! I love being your property ♡! I love being your bitch ♡!"
Each thrust shoved Imane's sexy body forward and against her streaming set up. Her left monitor was on the edge of the desk and the one on the right was knocked over completely. Her mouse was somewhere on the ground a few feet away with the batteries scattered around. Her keyboard was wedged below the monitor and her wrist. Her whole set up was a complete mess and neither of them cared one bit.
"Ahhhh! Yesssss sir ♡, just like that! Please never stop fucking me! Fuck me ♡! Fuck me like a whore! That's what I am, right? A whore? A dumb whore? So then use me ♡. Use my asshole! I'm a butt slut! I'm YOUR butt slut!" Imane cried out in between moans.
"Your ass is so fucking tight," Josh groaned. "It won't be when I'm done with it."
"Hehe, good ♡. Fuck me. Never stop fucking me! Give me the ass of a whore! Fuckkkk!" Imane moaned.
Constant sounds of flesh slapping against each other could be heard around the room. Luckily, Lily's room wasn't very close to Imane's, so there was little risk of her hearing what was going on.
A full thirty minutes later, Josh could feel his balls churning. He was building up a massive load and he knew exactly where he wanted it to go. His foot was currently sitting on top of Imane's right cheek as he plowed her ass with a final few thrusts. Her body was still bent over the desk, but her upper torso was turned to the right side to allow for his foot to rest on her face comfortably. Well, comfortably for Josh. The position couldn't get much more degrading for Poki, but that didn't matter much. The deliriously happy girl orgasmed five times before she finally passed out from exhaustion. That, of course, didn't stop Josh from fucking her relentlessly. She was nothing more than a fuckdoll for several minutes.
All good things must come to an end, though, and this was no exception. Josh removed his foot from atop her head and slid his rock hard cock out of her gaping asshole. He then carelessly grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled the unconscious Imane off her desk slightly before letting go. Her weight shifted and the rest of her body crumbled down onto the floor.
Josh kneeled down and straddled Imane's chest. He began masturbating right over her face. The sight of the beautifully destroyed streamer was too much to handle. He erupted like a geyser of cum, spewing hot blasts of semen all over Poki's adorable face. He didn't even need to aim. The velocity of his cumshot made it so his sperm hit one part of her face and then ricocheted off to another part. It was akin to a dam bursting open and releasing the floodgates. Imane's hair, forehead, cheeks, eyes, nose, lips, chin, and neck were all heavily coated in Josh's load. Pools of cum formed around the side of her head on the floor as well. The newest shots of cum only served to push the rest of his cum out of the way as her face was covered in seven or eight layers of thick ejaculate.
For a moment, Josh thought she might actually drown in his sperm, and the idea made him chuckle. Despite being drenched in a gallon of cum, Imane remained unconscious. The sex clearly took a lot out of her.
Josh took a moment to appreciate the sight in front of him and then stood up. He found his shorts lying on the ground a few feet away and put them back on before leaving the room.
His stomach growled for food. If Imane wasn't completely passed out, he would have told her to make him some breakfast. Since that was not an option, he headed downstairs to the kitchen to see what he could find for himself.
It was still pretty early, so he wasn't too surprised that no one was wandering around. He checked the pantry for something quick to eat and found that it was stocked full of food. There were various cereals, fruits, oatmeals, spreads like peanut butter and nutella, chips, and granola bars. He opted for an apple and washed it off before removing the sticker and taking a bite.
Josh leaned against the counter and took a moment to pause and think about his plans for that night. He had already spoken with Imane, Rae, and Kyedae about convincing Lily to join them in the hot tub and hang out. They figured they could play some spin the bottle and drink some beer or wine to get Lily out of her comfort zone. She already seemed to be very accepting of his advances so far. One night of reckless fun should seal the deal.
As his mind wandered, he heard footsteps approaching.
"There's my favorite chink," Josh said as he saw Kyedae turn the corner.
She instantly smiled and brought a hand up to twirl her hair. "Awh, good morning, sir!" she replied. She couldn't help but gush at the way he so easily degraded her. The lust she had for the hunky man standing shirtless in the kitchen took over every one of her waking thoughts, so seeing him instantly brightened her day. Somehow, he still made her nervous, like a high school girl with a crush.
Despite her nerves, she walked up to him and got on her knees. With an adorable smile on her face, she asked, "Would you like to fuck my face while you eat your apple?"
Josh returned her smile. "What if someone walks in?"
Kyedae shook her head. "Lily and Michael aren't really early birds. They sleep in most days, and Tyson is still at the Sentinels house. They lost their match yesterday, so now they have to play in the loser's bracket, hehe."
Josh laughed. "How fitting."
"Right? I thought so, too. A loser playing in the loser's bracket while his cute fiancée is here getting her throat raped by a big, beefy stud ♡, hehe. So what do you say? Are you going to fuck my face? Pleaseeee ♡?"
Josh took another bite of his apple before replying. "I'd normally take you up on your offer, but I just blew a load all over Poki's face, and I think I'm going to save the rest of my cum for Lily tonight."
Kyedae began to pout before Josh added, "But you know what? I was fucking Imane's ass for almost an hour. How about you clean me off before I hop in the shower?"
Her frown instantly turned into a playful grin. "Ohh.. oh! Really? You want me to clean off your big, dirty dick right before you hop in the shower? What am I? Your cock cleaning tool to use whenever you want? Huh, mister? Is that all I am to you?"
Josh nodded with a slight smirk on his face. "Yup, that pretty much sums it up."
Kyedae's face beamed with happiness. "Good," was all she said before she reached for Josh's shorts and pulled them down.
After a thorough tongue bath from Kyedae, Josh had her cook breakfast while he took his shower. He washed off all of the dried sweat that had accumulated from the past day's sexual escapades and then returned to the kitchen. Kyedae made him a massive omelet with sausage, ham, and cheese. On the side, she made potato hash from scratch, sliced some avocado, and prepared a few pieces of toast.
After he scarfed down the first few mouthfuls of food, Josh felt the need to compliment her. "Wow, this omelette is actually pretty fucking good. You're not too bad at cooking!"
Kyedae muffled a response as she sucked on Josh's balls from below the table. "I've been practicing a bit, hehe. Glad you like it!"
After breakfast, Josh spent some time in his own room and unpacked a few of the things he brought with him. He had been so busy with the girls that he never took the opportunity to hang up his clothes from his duffel bag.
There were other reasons to not unpack, of course. He spent most days naked or half naked, so he didn't really need much clothes in the first place. He also wasn't sure how long he'd be living there. If things hadn't worked out the way he wanted them to in the first few days, he could very well have found himself on the streets of Los Angeles. It was a scary thought, but he now felt comfortable enough to call this place home for the time being.
After his t-shirts were all hung up and his jeans and shorts were folded in the closet, Josh decided to rest for a moment. It was only the early afternoon, but his day had already seen plenty of action. He laid down on his bed and scrolled through his phone.
He checked a few social media apps, but he quickly remembered the cameras they installed in Lily's room. He opened the spy app up and sure enough, there was Lily in her bedroom. She was in bed scrolling through her phone, just like he was. She was on her side facing the door and there didn't seem to be any sign of Michael. Josh made sure to flip through the other cameras that planted in the bathroom, but still, no Michael.
Josh quickly texted the group chat with Imane, Rae, and Kyedae to ask if anyone knew where he was. They all responded with no's, but said they would try to find out. A minute later, Kyedae responded and advised that he was watching television in the living room.
That was enough information to embolden Josh. He didn't know exactly what he wanted to do, but seeing Lily lying in bed was too good of an opportunity to pass over.
Josh walked across the hall and around a corner before Lily's room came into view. The door was half open, which caught him off guard and made him keep walking past her door.
Lily had been scrolling on her phone for about half an hour by that point. She spent the morning streaming her Valorant gameplay. She was desperate to get out of the bronze rank that she had been stuck in for months. Unfortunately, she ended up losing five games and only winning three.
Lily eventually gave up, ended her stream, and doodled in her notebook before she climbed back into bed where she was currently laying. It was a hard day's work in the life of a gaming streamer.
She was browsing Twitter and trying to keep her mind occupied. Any time she stayed idle for too long, she began thinking about the asshole who had peed all over the face the night before
Well, he wasn't an asshole. It wasn't his fault. He was just sleepwalking, but he was an asshole for hugging her so much and touching her butt! She had good reasons to be upset at his weird behavior and part of her wondered if he was doing all this on purpose. Just to get under her skin.
What the hell does he want with me? Why was he being so touchy? I just got home! I'm tired and still jet lagged, I think. I can't be dealing with all this nonsense. I mean, geez, does he like me or something? Ugh, I bet he just wants sex. Those big fucking jock types always want sex. Sex, sex, sex. That's all they think about. Hugging other people's girlfriends and touching their butts and peeing all over their faces! Ugh! If he likes me, why doesn't he just say it? So I can reject him, of course. I would never like a rude guy like him. They take whatever they want and don't care who it affects. Well, I have a boyfriend! And he's not a mean jock. He's kind and respectful and I love him. I would never love a tall, muscular asshole like him. One who could throw me around and force me to do things I don't want to do. I definitely don't want to do the things he enjoys. He's probably a freak in bed! He definitely talks down to women. Maybe even slaps them in the face! And on their butts, until they degrade themselves for his pleasure. It's sick! I wonder if he chokes them, too. Fuck. He definitely does. His strong hands were made to choke out pretty girls. Even if they beg for air, he definitely doesn't listen to them. He likes seeing girls struggle, for sure. I wonder if he'd like to see me struggle? He doesn't even know me and he's already pissed on my face, hehe. I wonder if he'd do it again. On purpose this time. I bet I could swallow five or six mouthfuls of his piss.. instead of just the one I had last night. Would he do it again? If I asked? As a favor? Well, first we have to be friends, I guess. People don't do favors for strangers! I could be his friend. Platonic friends, of course. Nothing more. Definitely nothing sexual. Hugs are fine. Friends hug, but no butt touching! Even if I did kind of enjoy it. And definitely no kissing or face slapping or choking. He cannot choke me. And if he does choke me, I can't enjoy it. If I don't enjoy it, it should be okay. Because we're just friends. Or.. we will be. Hopefully. Er– not hopefully. I don't care if we are or not. I definitely do not care–
Just then, Lily saw a large figure walk down the hallway and across her open door. Whether it was her inappropriate train of thought or just the fact that she was caught off guard, she quickly hid her phone and pretended to sleep. That wasn't Josh, right? No way. But.. who else could make such a large shadow?
The moment sobered her up quickly and she realized how ridiculous her train of thought was. She had an imaginative mind to say the least, and it could certainly be dangerous when she let it run rampant.
Lily squinted her left eye open slightly, looked back at the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Nothing. Thank goodness. I almost had a pani–
Suddenly, the same figure appeared in her doorway and walked in. Fuck me.
She closed her eyes completely and pretended to be asleep. Her heartbeat increased with every footstep she heard. The steps were quieter than they should be, though. It was pretty obvious that the person was trying to be quiet. The thought made her shiver. She was now concerned for her safety. Why would someone be sneaking up to her?
The next step she heard was directly next to the bed, and then.. nothing. The room was silent. This person was now just staring at her, pretending to be asleep. Did they know she was pretending? Her heart felt it was going to leap out of her chest and that's when she felt a hand tuck her hair behind her ear. A kind gesture? What was going on?
And that's when it hit her. His scent. Lily had barely met him the day before, but she had been in close proximity with him enough times to know his smell.
It was Josh. Without a doubt, the man she had just been fantasizing over was currently in her bedroom.
Relief overcame the small Asian streamer. At least now, she knew it wasn't some random intruder. It was just the guy that had continually pushed her boundaries and groped her a few times. Phew!
Josh smiled down at Lily. He knew that she was still awake. She had just been on her phone a few minutes prior to that when he was watching the cameras. Plus, her breathing was way too fast. There's no way that was her resting respiration rate. He just didn't know why she was pretending to be asleep. He figured he'd come in and have a nice chat with her. Getting her comfortable with him being in her bedroom seemed like it would be good progress. Maybe he'd offer her a massage or something, but this.. this was unexpected.
He tucked her hair behind her head as an innocent gesture. If she woke up, it could be played off easily.
But something told Josh that he would be able to get away with a lot more. She never confronted him about the events that happened the night before. Michael didn't either, for that matter. She was clearly extending a lot of understanding towards him. More than would be normal for their situation. Maybe she was just being nice, but she also seemed to enjoy their intimate hugs. Josh was willing to bet that his pissing stunt sparked a little fire inside of her. One that she was still debating amongst herself.
His instinct had yet to be wrong, so he decided to go further. Josh brought his hand down to her face and ran his large thumb across her cheek. Her skin was extremely soft and was emitting an unusual warmth. He dragged his thumb across her loveable face and brought it over to her mouth where he began to trace the length of her lips.
It was a subtle display of intimacy, but it drove Lily wild. What the fuck is he doing?
"Dick sucking lips," Josh whispered unexpectedly.
Lily couldn't react. She had to keep her charade up, but her mind was going a million miles per minute.
I knew he liked me! Well, he likes my lips at least. Enough to call them dick sucking lips! That has to be a compliment, right? Of course it is. For a brute like him, that's probably the best compliment he could come up with. He's probably not used to being nice. He's so handsome and strong. He's probably never had to compliment a girl to have his way with them. Ugh, why can't big strong men like him just be romantic? Small, normal guys like Michael are perfectly capable of it. How about pretty or gorgeous or beautiful? No! Of course not! Manly jocks like him always think in terms of sex. It's gross. It's so demeaning and rude and ugh! I hope he doesn't go any farther. I'll.. probably stop him if he goes too far.
Lily then felt his thumb enter her slightly open mouth and without thinking twice, she began to tenderly suck on it. It was an automatic reaction. His overwhelming musk was making her think things she didn't want to think. It put her in an odd frame of mind. And since her initial instinct was to suck, she couldn't just stop a moment later. It would look suspicious, so she kept sucking.
She began to work her tongue around his large thumb, too. Lily wanted to show off the fact that she had a good technique. For no reason, surely. It wasn't to convince him of anything. She has a boyfriend, after all.
Josh smiled at her. Somehow, Lily continued to surprise him. Not in the obvious sense. He knew she had slutty tendencies. All girls did. The way that she displayed those tendencies is what surprised him.
An idea formed in his head. She had been receptive to every stunt he pulled so far, so he saw no reason to hold back.
Lily lost herself as she sucked on his thumb. She wasn't going overboard, but still, it took all of her focus to show off her oral skills and pretend to be asleep at the same time. A full minute passed by and she was still pleasuring his thumb like it was an irresistible cock.
That's when she felt his thumb back away and then return a moment later. His musk was suddenly a lot more pungent, though. And his thumb was a lot warmer as she felt it bump against her lips. And.. larger?
What the fuck? Is that his.. penis? No, fuck. Men like him don't have penises. They have cocks. Is he really trying to stick his cock.. in my mouth?! He can't be serious! What a boneheaded thing to do! Of course I would wake up! If I was asleep, that is. I'm not, though. I guess.. if I sucked on his thumb, I would.. realistically suck on his cock too, right? Just the head, maybe? Fuck, why does he smell so good? I can't think straight.
Josh held his cock against her lips and pushed towards her oral entrance. His dick was multiple times larger than his thumb, of course, but he already knew Lily was awake, so it wasn't really a matter of not waking her up. It was a matter of pushing her to see how far she'd go.
Once her lips parted slightly, he began to make good progress. He slowly eased his way into her warm mouth, using his right hand on her chin to pry her mouth open further, until half of his cockhead was nuzzled securely past her lips.
Her mouth was stressed beyond normal means. It was an amusing sight and clearly beyond anything a sleeping girl would tolerate, but that didn't stop her from attempting to keep the smokeshow going. In fact, she began sucking, just like she did with his thumb. She tenderly formed a seal around his sensitive head with her lips and sucked rhythmically. It wasn't a grandeur display by any means, but it felt fucking good.
"Ahh, yeah, just like that," Josh whispered, which egged Lily on to keep her rhythm going.
He was in an awkwardly crouched position, but he leaned over and steadied himself with a hand on her pillow, which felt a lot better. He likely wouldn't have been so brazen if she really was asleep since she could clearly feel the movement.
This new position allowed him to push his cock forward just using his pelvis, which he tried a few times. He was only able to get a few more centimeters in. Nothing substantial. She seemed to want to keep this somewhat realistic to maintain the ruse.
Fuck, why does he taste so good? And how is his cock so fucking BIG? I mean, this is ridiculous! I'll never be able to fit it all in my mouth, or my pussy, or my ass. Not that.. I want that. Obviously not. Fuck, he tastes good. I just.. I'll suck on his head and that's it. He keeps trying to fit more in, but I can't. That would be cheating. Just the tip is as far as I'll go. Friends do this, right? Sometimes? Ah, fuck. I'm fucked. Michael is going to kill me. I hope this feels good for him, though. I really hope it feels good.
Lily continued to suck on the head of his cock for another full minute before she began using her tongue. She tried to make it seem absent-minded and lazy by going slow. She lapped at his piss slit several times over before circling his bulging head.
She repeated this again and again, seemingly unable to get tired of the repetitive motions. His smell was driving her crazy and she had half a mind to open her mouth fully and deepthroat his fat cock, but she resisted.
After another two minutes, Josh grew tired of the teasing. He didn't want to go overboard and fuck her outright. She might get freaked out and put a stop to the whole thing, which Josh was not willing to risk, but the thought sure was tempting.
Instead, he removed cock from her mouth and lifted his sack before plopping his balls down right on her cheek. He dragged them across her adorable face before lifting them and dropping them again.
Ugh, he's humiliating me! What a fucking asshole. Rubbing his balls all over my face! His big, sweaty balls.. geez, he could suffocate me with these things.. if he really wanted to.. mmphf ♡. Do it. Suffocate me with your manly balls, uhh! Fuck! Yes, do it! Fuck, they smell even better than his cock. Stop teasing me, put those beautiful balls back on my nose ♡. Mm, yeah. Just like that. Keep them there ♡. Mmphhf! Forever.. keep your balls there forever.. on my face. That's where they belong ♡. Mm, fuck! Wait, where.. are you taking them? Put them back! Hello?
Josh backed away and stroked his cock as he contemplated what he should do next. Josh smirked as he saw some drool fall from Lily's mouth. He aimed his sights for her ass. She was wearing a dark skirt that was loose enough for him to manipulate.
A skirt in Josh's eyes meant easy access, so he carefully got on the bed and mounted her lower legs. He lifted her skirt and found that she was wearing cute cotton panties with cat graphics near the hems.
He paused there.
No movement from Lily.
Her pale ass was half covered, but it still sent an animalistic urge of desire directly to Josh's cock. Her cheeks would provide more than enough cushion for the brutal fucking he would eventually give her. This was an ass that could be ridden all day and night. It was an ass he could proudly own. He had to see more, though, so he reached out and hooked his fingers along the insides of the top of her panties, clearly preparing to pull them down.
He paused again.
Still, no movement.
Josh took that as a green light and slowly pulled her panties down. They slid past her subtle curves, past her upper cheeks, and then past her ass completely. He met some resistance as her body weight held down the other side of her underwear, but that resistance quickly disappeared and Josh managed to remove her panties completely. He swore that he felt her weight shift slightly and he smirked at her subtleness. She wanted this just as much as he did.
He crumbled up her panties and brought them to his face, taking a deep whiff to enjoy her scent. That's when he realized how wet they were.
"You're soaking wet," Josh whispered.
He tossed her panties aside and focused on the real prize. From this angle, her pussy was still slightly hidden, so he grabbed her leg and moved it to the right with ease. This allowed him a much better view of her sex.
"What a perfect fucking pussy," Josh mumbled out. And it was. Lily's cunt was immaculate. Her shaven lips were only moderately separated, but that had more to do with the position of her open legs than anything else. She looked almost untouched. Her skin was smooth and unblemished. There were no faults to be found anywhere, and an obvious glistening could be seen right around her slit. She was almost dripping wet. Paired with a tight, dark asshole, she was perfect.
And still, Lily did not move. Josh was curious how far she'd let him go, but he wasn't going to stop on his own accord. He delicately ran his hands along her thighs and up towards her ass. He massaged her perky cheeks over and over, spreading them to watch her holes open before letting her go and seeing her sexy ass bounce back into its original place.
Josh spent several minutes just playing with her ass and Lily seemed to allow it all. He even slapped her ass several times. Something that clearly would've woken up a sleeping girl. There was nothing that she wouldn't let him do, so Josh grabbed his cock with his right hand and pushed his pelvis forward towards her vaginal entrance.
Then, and only then, did Lily finally show resistance. The head of Josh's cock kissed her wet cunt before he felt her thighs closing around him, clearly indicating that the fun was over. She also repositioned her head and breathed loudly, as a sleeping person would if they had been disturbed.
Josh couldn't help but frown. Not much was able to bother the confident man, but this definitely met that mark. To have seen gold but not be allowed to strike it was a big let down.
She was a fucking tease.
Though, Josh wasn't one to pout. He knew her time would come, and when it did, he would not be gentle.
He got up off the bed with her panties in his hand and stood next to her "sleeping" body. He would have left her with a facial if he was close enough to an orgasm, but he, unfortunately, was not. Instead, his eyes wandered to her nightstand, where her sketchbook sat. Josh reached out for it and flipped through the pages. He was impressed by her designs. Some of the sketches clearly took dozens of hours to complete. The details were incredible.
But Josh wasn't in the mood to admire her artistic abilities. He was looking for something specific, and he didn't have to search for long before he found it.
Lily was proud of herself for finally putting her foot down. She might've let him go a little farther than she anticipated, but in the end, she resisted him. If she wasn't pretending to be asleep, she would have smiled.
Lily felt Josh stand up and heard him put his shorts back on. His disappointment was obvious. It was almost audible, which made her a bit uneasy when a few moments passed without noise. He was just staring at her.
Haha! Take that, you big jerk! You didn't get to fuck me. I guess big jocks like you don't always get what they want. Sucks, doesn't it? Well, guess what? I have a boyfriend! Who I love! So yes, you might've stuck your dick in my mouth, and yes, I sucked on it.. for way longer than I should have. And yes, it tasted.. really fucking good.. fuck, it tasted good. And maybe I still have the smell of your balls on my face, and.. erhm.. fuck, you also saw my pussy and my asshole.. and I let you play with my butt a lot.. which felt, mmh ♡. It felt good. It felt really good. Fuck, it felt so good ♡. Why did I stop you? Why the fuck didn't I let you stick your dick in me? Am I fucking dumb? Ughhh, I'm dumb! That was my only chance! Fuck. Fuck, no. No, I have a boyfriend. A boyfriend. That's why I stopped you. Yes, that'ssss why. And now you're just staring at me. With blue balls, hah! Wait, you're still staring at me? I didn't hear you leave.. uhm, you're mad, aren't you? Mad enough to.. do something really bad? Mad enough to.. rape me? Maybe ♡? Pleaseeee? You can choke me if you want. What if I don't tell anyone? What if I promise to stay quiet?
A sudden noise disrupted Lily's thoughts. She heard Josh reach over and grab something off of her nightstand. He was aggressively flipping through pages. Pages.. it had to be her doodling book! What was he doing with that?
Rippppppppppppppppp
Lily's eyes almost shot open. It took every ounce of her strength to resist seeing what was going on. He had clearly just torn out one of her drawings!
Her anger began to boil as she heard him toss her sketchbook back on the nightstand and walk to her ensuite bathroom. He didn't bother to close the door. A moment later, she heard a heavy flow of liquid. He was peeing.
It lasted almost a minute, and Lily's curiosity almost got the best of her, but she resisted. She kept her eyes closed until she heard Josh leave the room entirely. The moment the door closed behind him, she opened her eyes and sat up in bed.
He left her skirt flipped up and her panties were nowhere to be found.
Ugh! That cocky asshole. Doesn't he know I can easily see that something happened here? He didn't bother putting my panties back on.. or flipping my skirt down! Or, or anything! He didn't cover his tracks at all!
Lily walked over to the bathroom and looked in the toilet. There, floating in a pool of urine, was one of her drawings.
She sat down next to the toilet and reached in to fish it out.
Lily held it by one corner and let the droplets of pee leak down. She immediately recognized the sketch. It was one that she had spent almost two weeks on. It might've been the one she was most proud of.
The drawing, which was now ruined thanks to Josh, was a self-portrait.
Her pretty face, her blue-tinted hair, her eyes– every part of it had incredible detail.
But instead of being angry or sad, Lily just looked at the piece of paper with a blank expression. It was her face.. drenched in piss. Josh's piss. The liquid waste of a man who had been harassing and groping her every chance he got.
She felt her nipples harden at the thought. Without letting another moment pass, Lily reached down below her skirt and began to rub her pussy.