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pussy and ass. But let’s just see
how much you like this.”
    Taylor drops to her knees, straddling me,
her pussy right above my neck, so the dildo strapped to her waist
is lying on top of my face. “Now it’s time to see what you’re
really made of,” she says. She smacks me with her cock a couple of
times then slips it into my mouth. Gripping my head with her hands,
she fucks my face, hammering the dildo in and out of my mouth as
quickly as she can.
    After ten seconds of this my eyes are
leaking tears. Ten seconds after that and my face is red from
exertion. Ten more seconds and I’m gagging and coughing and saliva
is dripping everywhere. I can barely take the face-fucking Taylor
is giving me but she doesn’t let up, pummeling my mouth without
mercy while keeping my head trapped to the floor.
    Staring down at me with her face directly
above mine and our eyes locked together, Taylor says, “You’re not
having so much fun now, are you? It’s hard taking a cock like this,
isn’t it?”
    I can’t reply; my mouth is
too full. But it is difficult taking a cock like this, that much is for sure. And
while not necessarily fun in the traditional sense of the word, it is
exciting on some level, being forced to do things you wouldn’t
normally do. As long as you leave your ego at the door and give in
to the situation, it is quite an interesting ride.
    And making things even more enjoyable is the
look on Taylor’s face. She seems to be having the time of her life,
smiling and laughing as she forces me to suck her cock. And her
pussy is so wet it was dripping juices all over me, drenching my
flesh beneath her.
    Eventually Taylor has enough of face-fucking
me. She pulls her cock out of my mouth and gives me a chance to
catch my breath.
    “ How was that?” she
asks.
    “ Not bad,” I
say.
    Taylor’s face lights up. “You actually liked
it, didn’t you?”
    I shrug. “Don’t get me wrong, it was tough
to take, but still pretty fun for some whacked out reason.”
    Smiling widely, Taylor starts to laugh. “Oh
my god,” she says. “I can’t believe you’re taking this so
well.”
    “ You’re
surprised?”
    “ Hell yes!” she says. “I
mean, you’re a cool guy and all—otherwise I wouldn’t be dating
you—but I thought this would be beyond your comfort
zone.”
    “ So did I,” I say. “But I
have to admit, I’m kind of enjoying myself.”
    Taylor shakes her head and laughs some more.
“Well, don’t get too excited yet,” she says. “Because we still have
the toughest part to come.”
    “ Yeah, I’m still not too
sure about this part,” I say, although part of me actually is
looking forward to it quite a bit, even though I know it is going
to cause some discomfort.
    “ This will definitely be
tougher to take than the rest,” Taylor said. “But you can do it.”
She flashes me a dirty little smile. “I have faith in
you.”
    “ That makes one of us,” I
say.
    “ You’ll be fine,” Taylor
replies. “You can handle it. Besides, I’ll take things slow and
easy. At first. Now let’s stop playing around and get this show on
the road.”
    She smacks my cheek playfully then climbs
off me. I start to get to my feet too but she shakes her head.
    “ On your hands and knees,”
Taylor says. “Right there on the floor. You know the position. You
put me in it all the time.”
    I do as I told, turning over and getting up
onto my hands and knees, doggy-style, my ass facing Taylor.
    “ Arch your back more,” she
says, doing something behind me that I can’t see. From the sound of
her voice she’s on the other side of the room. It sounds like she’s
rummaging through a plastic bag. “I want to see your ass up in the
air.”
    So I do that too. At this point my ego has
totally disappeared. The trepidation and awkwardness of the
situation is complete gone by now too. I’m simply here to please
Taylor, to do whatever she says without hesitation or shame. And I
find that I’m loving the idea of being