My thrid encounter with Ivan felt like we had a good routine to our sleepover nights. I joined him at our favorite local bar, he was already kinda drunk. There, I paid him some IPAs and started the usual dialog between us two:
'Any dates recently?'
'I'm telling ya, bro,' he slured, 'I haven't had a sucessfull match with a lady in years. I'm about to explode man.'
Sadly, the guy was telling the truth. Ivan and I were close friends from the uni and I never got to know him in a relationship all this time, maybe he was a bit too scary, too big or dominant for the ladies? Those features made him actually fucking sexy to me, but I guess he didn't care since he was straight and pretended I was a girl when I was servicing him.
I tried to console him the best I could during the night, he was drowning in his own self-pity. He commented on the couples around, how they look happy and how the chick was hot and also sometimes stupid for not choosing him. I even tried to invite some girl to chat with us at our table, but the gingerhead kindly refused, saying she was joining friends later.
'Don't worry dude, it's no use. Let's just go to your home and chill like we do best.' He winked at me.
Once we reached my place, I was basically supporting him on one shoulder. Dude was heavy I can tell you.
I offered him another beer, anything to take the edge off, but he declined, saying he wanted to smoke a bit instead. We continued to talk about chicks and relationships while he prepared his joint.
Five minutes of smoking and his mood started to impove a bit. He became more tipsy and I knew I would get some action.
'Would kill for a pussy right know dude.' he laughed. 'All those guys are getting laid and I can't fuking find some vagina. Even some ugly bitch, I don't care.'
'That would be unfair man, you're gorgeous and you know it.' I tried to compliment him.'If I was a woman I would let you smash every night.'
Those last words seemed to triger something in him:
'Shit stop kidding bro, I'm not...' He replied in a weird way. 'I'm not fucking you.'
'Hey...' I tried to catch his attention. 'Could help you out bro. Just like last time.' I proposed, still unsure about how to ask him. 'Watch the porn and I'll do the rest'
A teasing smile apeared on his face:
'Yeah. Still a cock hungry slut...' He laughed. 'At least I've got my personal cocksuker, right?'
Some time passed by. I guess the joint mixed with the alcohol made him a bit less proactive.
'Fuck it,' he finally said while grabbing his package, 'I can't take it anymore. I need to blow off some steam.'
Instantly, I dropped to my knees, unzipped his pants and removed them along with his plaid boxers. He got rid of his shirt and left a military tank top on. His pecs were bulging behind the fabric, making me drool. There, finally. Ivan, that russian stud was just in his tank, on my couch, ready to be serviced. His nice cock and set of balls in full display.
'Better be good girl.' He said while fetching for some porn on his phone like he used to do. 'Dick's a bit tired right now but I guess you can help that.'
I start to suck on the tip, teasing him, trying to get him hard. After a while though, I got deeper and deeper and realised it was way too easy. His monster was like half his usual mass and length. I sucked on his balls, bathed them fully, smelled them. I lost myself for a while in the process. I used my tongue the best I could to make him hard, but no matter what I did, he just could not seem to get it up. I feared the pot was making things harder this time.
'Fuck, I know what's wrong' he muttered, grabbing my head, 'It's all the beer I guess. You gotta move bitch I'm...'
I was craving to deepthroat him again so I kept his dick in my mouth.
'Can't move. Fuck...' He grunted.
He seemed to ponder on something, vaguely trying to move my head away, and then, he began to moan, like if he was about to release something heavy. Hot liquid suddenly funneled up his dickhead and in no time, my mouth got filled with a strong jet of hot piss.
"Fuuuuuh." He sighed in deep relief.
When I understod what was happening, my eyes rolled back. Of surprise and almost of disgust. This fucker was really peeing in my mouth right now ? But what if I tried to move away ? He would piss everywhere on the carpet and that would be terrible news. I had to let him piss inside and avoid any dripping.
Soon, I tried to focus on the actual taste. It was sour, strong in flavor but something was weird with all this. It actually tasted a bit like indian pane ale too. And I loved this particular taste.
This feeling of having my nonchalant friend's cock in my mouth, pumping a continuous river of warm beer-piss, that was something worth of a new kink for me. It was both terribly degrading and sexy. I began to savour his piss like if it was some fine crafty beer and gulped it.
'Fuck that's gooood...." He whispered, eyes closed.
More piss kept coming but I stood still and tried to swallow as fast as I could. I took a better angle with my mouth to avoid wasting his nectar.
'Needed that so bad.'
All the pressure built up in his bladder was slowly being transferred into my stomach. I could feel his warm liquid filling my belly and I began to love the feeling.
When he was finished, he looked down at me with a satisfied grin.
'Fuck, that felt almost as great as an actual nut' he says, 'and you fucking swallowed it, slut. Such a thirsty whore.'
I was about to get up to rince my mouth when I felt both his hands grabbing the back of my head, right at their usual place.
'Did I tell you to stop babe?" His dick started to grow in my mouth. 'Forgot what you were supposed to do in the first place?'
He started to bob my head on his dick, casually, without applying too much force. I could still taste his piss on his rod, but soon, I also felt some precum being milked from his tip.
'Now we're talking.' He facefucked me for a while, growing his massive dick in my mouth progressively. Soon, I could feel his inflated dickhead press against my uvula and the entrance of my throat. He tried to enter a few times, flexing his arm muscles, then completely stopped.
'Fuck this slut, got an idea.'
Suddenly he stood up from the couch and dragged me to the nearest wall, still on my knees. At first I did not understand what his plans were, but the russian stud wasted no time and asked me to open :
'Gonna fuck your throat like it's a bitch's cunt!' He slapped my lips with his gorgeous cock a few times, smiling. 'Such a whore. Drooling for my cock.'
He started to fuck my mouth rougher, making me gag multiple times. His dick kept trying at entering my airpipe.
'Gotta' strectch your hole first I guess'. He pressed some more and I felt the coldness the wall on the back of my head. 'Not nutting anywhere else tonight!' He said laughing.
I began to surrender on his forcefull thrusts. The military dude was really trying to fuck my mouth as if it was a real pussy. I tried to repress gagging, but his dick was so hard and massive.
'Open that pussy for me girl, come on!'
Affter about two minutes of pounding, his glans finally breached into my throat and lodged itself deep in my airpipe.
'Fuck, yeah slut,' he mutters, 'that's it. Finally. No going back now!'
My nose got into his thick pubes. His sweaty balls pressed against my chin. They felt full and ready to blast at any moment. I was in heaven.
He edged himself in my throat for a while and then began to fuck it, eyes glued to his screen. Soon, I heard him grunting each time his balls would hit my chin.
'Wait... her ass is so fucking beautifull man. You should see this.' For a moment he seemed to forget his friend was on the floor, his throat stretched by his huge dick.
'Gonna fuck this cunt so good...' He said, biting his lips a bit.
He changed his pace a bit, I guess to match the rythm of the video.
'Just like that, nice and deep. God you're sexy'
His thrusts were a bit slower but he was bucking with passion. He seemed to search for the deepest parts of my airpipe. His precum was now pouring into my throat at a constant pace.
'Fuck! Looks like I'm really fucking a pussy tonight.' He cheered to hilmelf. 'This shit is better than VR! Not gonna' last long!'
He started to accelerate, using my throat as his personal fleshlight. I was a fucking toy. A fucking living fleshlight for his only pleasure and I fucking loved it.
He dropped his phone, grabbed my head tighter with both hands and started throatfucking me harder and even faster.
'Cumming in your cunt babe!'
Thrust Thrust Thrust
'Get ready!' He grunted.
Thrust
All his body flexed and he went as deep as possible. I waited for my reward, fearing to not be able to take it all.
Three seconds, and I felt an actual eruption of hot sticky cum in my esophagus.
'Aaaah fuuuck' he cried, almost in pain.
His first cumshot was so strong I felt his dick pulse and stretch my throat even more. A large amount of seed coated my insides.
I was struggling to breathe at this point. He rocked his hips backward a bit like he used to do (never removing his cock from my throat) and my airway opened up, I instinctively took a breath.
'Fuuck!'
The second I did that, he bucked balls deep and a second blast shot out directly into my windpipe. I gagged hard but he didn't care I was almost breathing his cum.
'Take it slut. Take this nut!'
It was too much and I started cumming too (in my boxers) while I swallowed and swallowed all his frustration. Gallons of precious cum kept blasting deep, so deep that I still could not really taste it. This guy always surprised me with the amount of semen he could produce.
'Such a good pussy' He grunted.
This time, I tried to count the number of cumshots and couln't believe it. 11. Eleven blasts of thick cum straight down my stomach. No wonder I felt almost sick each time he fed me all his cream. Tonight though, it was even worse with his piss mixing with his cum.
My belly felt full and I began to hear some weird noise coming from my bowels. So much beer, straight stud cum and piss. I guess that was not the most healthy cocktail.
With his dick completely drained from any fluid, Ivan pulled out of my throat, mouth and then his semi-hard glans rested on my lower lip. He rubbed his pole on my mouth, making sure it was perfectly clean and got back to the couch.
'Damn girl, that was something else.' He collapsed, completely spent.
I couln't answer even if I wanted to.
'Thanks, for the fuck slut,' he muttered, 'that was just what I needed. Good mouth and pussy. You were great.'
Still in awe with all the sensations, I nodded, feeling happy that I could help my friend out once more. Two minutes later, Ivan was snoring on my couch while I was having my own piss in the toilets. Guess the guy really fed me a lot of his fluid tonight.
While I was emptying my bladder, I started wondering. How would his cum feel in my belly if it was directly injected through my rectum? I started fantasizing about his seed leaking out of my boypussy and in a flash I was hard again. Soon, soon I told myself, maybe I will try to make him cum in my other hole, just to see how it feels like.
