Way Too Competitive - Sex Stories

Way Too Competitive

... would be ready for a dick back there. Meanwhile, I did as he instructed and licked my other hand clean. This wasn't so bad as I often masturbated and sometimes did this anyway. My compliance to this request seemed to be all that was needed. "I want to fuck her now, Billy." "Go ahead, but I would make her suck you first." "Yeah, bitch, get over here and suck my dick." I smiled as I stood up and looked at them both. "The clock has started boys." I walked over to the kitchen and quickly set the oven timer. "Crawl over here to us, like the slut you are, Carrie," came Billy's command roughly. I quickly complied, dropping to my hands and knees and crawling over to Ricky like a hunting cat. Ricky stood up to meet me, his pants around his ankles. His dick was throbbing in his hands and I could tell that he was going to cum real soon. Billy obviously saw this too. "When you cum, pull it out before you are done and smear it on her face," he said roughly to Ricky while never taking his eyes off of me, waiting to see my expression. Ricky looked at him and nodded. I knew what Billy was going to do, he was going to make this as demeaning and gross as possible hoping I would refuse something and then he would not have to pay. Well, I'd show him. I smiled brightly at Billy as I took hold of Ricky's penis. I used my forefinger to touch the moisture that was already accumulating at the tip and rubbed it over the head. As it grew slick, I formed my hand around the top and slowly slid it down ...

... to the base. I then opened my mouth and went at his dick with abandon. I felt his dick throbbing in my mouth. I kept my tongue pressed against the bottom of his shaft as tight as I could while I moved my head up and down its length. I felt Ricky grab the back of my head as he started thrusting his hips into my mouth. I felt his dick harden even more and realized he was about to go, yet he still kept thrusting. I knew he would not pull it out, so I grabbed the base of his cock a bit tighter. When he started to cum, I let him put one spurt in my mouth, but then I pulled his dick out and made sure the rest shot all over my face. As the spurting stopped, I pressed the head of his dick against my face and used its end to smear around the rest as it oozed out (I could not believe I was doing this). Ricky was groaning like he was going to die. I turned to Billy, still on my knees with cum smeared on my face and smiled. "I told you I could be a cheap whore." Billy smiled as Ricky fell back into the sofa. "Maybe, but you still haven't earned your money yet, slut. Now crawl over here." Billy had taken his pants, socks, and shoes off, but had merely unbuttoned his shirt and left it hanging on him. He had his dick out in his hands, as hard as I had ever seen it. As I approached him, I assumed that he wanted me to suck his dick, so I reached for it, but he stopped me. "Not yet slut, first you have to clean your face." With that, he stepped up and started rubbing his dick over my face, ...