Page 66 of Filthy Mouth
“Filthy little slut,” I breathed into her ear, biting her lobe.“On your knees, worshipping my shoes while I play with your tits. That’s all you’ll ever be—my filthy whore.”
I slid my hand lower, resting it between her thighs until I felt the heat of her cunt.
“Now lick my other shoe. Whores like you need to earn cock.”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, breathy and eager.
I watched her drag her tongue from heel to toe on my other shoe, the crimson lipstick leaving streaks across the polished leather. My cock twitched at the sight, and I slipped my fingers beneath the damp lace between her thighs.
“Good little whore,” I murmured, circling her clit while she lapped at the leather.“Getting wet from licking my shoes? You really are nothing more than a cheap slut.”
Her moan vibrated against the polished toe, her tongue flattening as she licked back up the leather. I pinched her nipple, twisting until she gasped and smeared red lipstick across the shine.
“That’s it,” I growled, pushing two fingers deeper into her wet heat.“Mess them up. Ruin my shoes with your whore mouth. Then beg me to let you suck my cock.”
She continued to lick my shoes while I plunged my fingers inside her wet pussy. I pulled my fingers out, shoving them between her lips and the leather to smear her slick mess over the shine.
She hungrily licked my fingers clean, moaning against the shoe, and I chuckled darkly.
“Beg,” I ordered, curling my hand around her jaw, forcing her to look up at me with spit and lipstick smeared all over.
“Please may I suck your cock, sir? I need you to use my whore mouth,” she pleaded, her voice quivering as she clutched at my trousers.
I slapped her cheek lightly with my spit-slick fingers, smearing the mix across her skin.
“Pathetic little whore,” I sneered, standing tall above her.“Begging for cock like it’s air. You want me to feed you, slut? You’ll have to earn it.”
I pressed my bulge against her lips, grinding the fabric over her mouth until I felt her moan vibrate against me.
I gripped her hair and mashed her face against my crotch, grinding my hardness into her painted lips through the fabric.
“Do you feel my hard cock, whore?” I growled, grinding myself into her face.
“Yes, sir,” she gasped, her lips stretching around the thick outline beneath my trousers.
I shoved her tighter against me, smearing her lipstick across the fabric.“That’s all you’re good for—ruining your pretty face on my cock before I even let you taste it.”
Her tongue darted out, licking at the heat through the cloth, desperate.
“Pathetic little slut,” I sneered, rutting into her mouth like it was nothing more than friction.“Do you want me to unzip? Or should I just finish like this, spraying your whore face in my trousers?”
“Please, sir, let me taste you,” she begged, voice cracking with need.
I let out a dark chuckle, my fingers curling in her hair as I yanked her back just enough to look at me.“On your knees, begging for cock like a common whore.”
Her lips parted, eyes wide, and I finally reached down to tug at my zip. The rasp of it filled the silence before I shoved my trousers open and dragged my cock and balls free. Heavy, flushed, aching for her mouth.
“Open wider.” I slapped the thick length against her cheek, smearing her crimson lipstick further.“There’s my slut. Now worship properly—cock and balls. Don’t miss a thing.”
She moaned as she leaned in, licking the base, laving her tongue over the weight of my balls before sucking one into her mouth. My head tipped back with a groan.
“That’s it, whore. Shine them for me. Show me how much you love being owned.”
She nuzzled her face into my crotch like a hopeless slut, her nose buried against my balls as she inhaled me. Her tongue dragged up the thick vein at the base of my cock before swirling around the heavy sack, sucking one ball deep into her mouth. I groaned, tightening my grip in her hair, forcing her face closer.
“Good little whore,” I muttered.“Bury your face in it. Get my scent all over those filthy lips.”
She moaned around me, switching to the other ball, sucking and rolling it on her tongue before letting it pop free with a wet smack. Her lipstick smeared across my shaft as she licked her way up, nuzzling her cheek against the weight of my cock, pressing hungry kisses into the root.
