47. Faucet
"Haaaaah... ungh... ahhh..."
The sweet, sloshing moans spill out of me on their own. Hot, heavy semen like molten metal floods the deepest part of my belly. Maybe it's just my imagination, but my lower abdomen feels so much heavier now. My womb is stuffed full of cum, making my belly bulge like a pregnant woman's. The semen overflows my womb and backs up into my pussy. Before it can leak out along his cock, I clench my ass and squeeze my pussy tight.
"Nngh... my cock... let it go..." Tyranno mumbles in a dying voice, his face buried in my tits.
"No way in hell. Not a single drop's getting out, you little shit."
I have no idea if I can even get pregnant from Tyranno's cum—hell, it might be impossible. Even if it is possible, our species are different, so the odds are slim to none. Which means the only way to beat those odds is with a carpet bombing of even more cum and even more fucking.
My sopping wet pussy clenches around his cock. "Oh goooh... it huuuurts... my cock's... breakingggg..."
"It's broken alright. Tyranno's cock is totally busted. It'll be a pathetic dick that can't do anything but spurt cum over and over."
"Hnggh... heeek... nooo...! Cum faucet... nooo...!"
God, how can every single word he says be this fucking hot? Cum faucet? Every syllable is pure filth. Is he a genius at pissing me off in the sexiest way?
"Ungh...!"
As my pussy squeezes his cock, Tyranno lets out a moan. With his dick so sensitive right now, dumping loser cum straight into my womb, the clenching probably feels like pure torture to him. But honestly, it's his fault for being so damn lewd—my pussy's just reacting on instinct. In a way, my pussy's the victim here, and Tyranno's the real culprit.
He's so cute and pitiful, panting under me like that. I lean down and kiss him again. Mwah.
At the same time, my pussy starts contracting. My slick, warm folds kiss his cock over and over. My twisting walls caress him from tip to base, root to head.
"Huuuah..."
But this time, no wild thrashing or brain-melting pleasure. I'm gonna suck him slow, like licking an ice cream cone, melting his cock with nothing but pussy squeezes until I drink him dry. Purely from the grip of my pussy. Until he begs me to let him move. Or until he can't help himself and starts thrusting on his own. Time to make him squirm.
"Huu heee... eek!"
"Dig in~ Ahhn. Slurp."
I nibble his cute little earlobe like a baby—gently with my lips, no teeth. But it's his first time getting his ear played with, and he jumps like he's been shocked.
"Waaah... ahh... c-cat... you loser cat... don't eat meee... my eaaar... give it baaack..."
Tyranno, drunk on pleasure, thinks I'm actually gonna eat him.
"Nope. Gonna lick you all up. Not sharing with anyone—I'm eating every bit."
I stick out my tongue long and lap at his earhole. Slurp slurp. The cute, delicate conch, the tiny dangling lobe, the pretty round hole— I lick every inch clean. Anyone else's ear might be gross with earwax and junk, but Tyranno's is spotless and pristine. Imagining him scrubbing it with soap bubbles in the shower is adorable. He cleaned it up just to offer it to me.
Lick lick.
"Oh hoook...! Eek...! Hagyaaa...! The sound... the souuund... stooop...!"
Hearing's the second sense humans rely on most after sight. I made sure to drool all over my tongue first, so right now, Tyranno's brain must be melting from the sticky licking sensation and the wet slurping sounds.
"Nom. Chomp chomp."
This time, I fold his ear into my mouth and chew gently. It's surprisingly springy despite how cute it looks.
"Ogyaaa... agyaa... aaa...! C-cut... cut it oooff... my ear... my head's... going craaazy... don't... eat my braiiin...!"
"No way. Gonna eat it all, you loser♥"
"Lo-ser... nooo... not a loooser...!"
He's still clinging to sanity, reacting big to that word. Time to melt his mind completely.
"Loser♥"
"Not a lo— nngh!"
My pussy squeezes his cock squeeze♥ squeeze♥, and my cum-filled womb drops down to kiss his tip. I lay Tyranno's upper body flat on the bed and drape myself over him. One hand, slick with my pussy juices instead of spit, teases his ear; the other ear I chew nom nom, lick slurp slurp, and drool all over. My free hand covers his eyes while I grind my tits against him and clench my pussy hard on his cock.
"Ogyaaaa... aaaaa... ogyaaaaa... gyaAAAAAHHH...!"
Sandwiched between the soft bed and my plush body. Sight, sound, touch—all handed over to me as his cock gets worshipped. No vision means the wet slurps in his ear, the teasing on his lobes, the soft press of my body squeezing him, and the chomping grip of my pussy all hit ten times harder.
"Tyranno. Sniff my mustache♥"
I bring saliva-soaked fingers under his nose.
"All this 'cause your body tastes so fucking good."
"Hooook... the smeeell..."
Not enough—I coat his nose in sticky pussy juice, and a bubble of my fluids swells up and pops.
"Hate yooou... it's... gross... get it awaaay..."
Drool pouring from his mouth, babbling nonsense. I peek under the hand over his eyes—his pupils are already unfocused, lost in ecstasy.
"Melt for me♥ Melt awaaay♥ Completely liq-u-fy♥"
His dumb, slack-jawed face, just taking the pleasure I give— so fucking cute.
"Loser... loser... my... head's... weiiird... cockyaaa..."
"Cock feels weird? How weird? Like thiiiis?"
I chomp down on his cock with my pussy again.
"Nnghoooo..."
A deflating balloon of a scream leaks out. God. No matter how much I torment him, he reacts so perfectly. Makes me wanna bully him even more.
"Tyranno. How's it feel? Wanna cum?"
"Cuuuum... cuuuuum..."
"You wanna cum? Huh? Really wanna cum?"
I wiggle my hips lightly. Even that's enough to make him moan like a loser.
"Pleeease... then... pleaaaase... no more... tortuuure..."
Tyranno—the Tyranno pinned under me—starts moving his hips on his own. No strength to push me off, but he writhes like a worm, desperate for friction with that tiny body. At first up and down, but he can't lift me, so now side to side. Worms wriggle when you step on 'em, huh? So pathetic and worthless—and adorable.
"Hiiiips... pleeeease..."
"No. Can't move."
I slam my hips down hard, pinning his pelvis. His cock buries deeper, kissing my womb mwah♥, but my wide hips crush his movements completely. Guess it's true what they say—once a guy's dick is in a pussy, he's helpless.
I torment him forever, preheating his cock in my pussy. Obsessively sucking and fingering his ears, repainting his face with pussy juice so my mark doesn't dry, then back to slurping his earhole. I gather tons of spit for those big, sticky sounds. His ears, neck, even the bed—drenched in saliva.
How long have I been at this? His cock, trapped without cumming, must be agony—now he's begging desperately.
"Hiiik... oh hoooot... let me moooove... pleeeease let me moooove...!"
God, he's so fucking cute. Tyranno's teetering on the edge, can't hold back the pleasure anymore—he starts crying. Tears well up and spill, one drop, two.
I've taken care of him so long, swore I'd kill anyone who made him cry. But seeing him pinned under my pussy, tears streaming? Not mad—hornier than ever.
"Nyaa... cock... feels good... but... no more... pleeeease... let me cuuum...!"
"For real?"
"Yeees... yeeeees... cock... huuuurts... so muuuch... it's breakiiing..."
"Haaaah... too fucking hot..."
"Cooock... too muuuch... huuuurts... feels... too gooood... gonna breaaak... explode..."
True. Too much blood trapped in a cock for too long is bad, I've heard. Time to let him loose?
"Wanna cum?"
"Hiiiik... yes... let me cuuum... pleeeease... everything... everything's..."
I grab my phone from the corner of the bed, turn on video, aim it at his face.
"Okay. Say it: 'Wah wah, baby Tyranno's little cock needs to cuuum.'"
"Hiiik..."
He jolts hard just from my whisper in his ear.
"F-for reaaal...? Just that... and you'll... let me cuuum...?"
"Yeah. I'll let you squirt that nice white pee all nice and comfy in my pussy."
"B-but... phooone... whaaat...? Filming... nooo... nngh... hate it..."
Thought all his reason had melted, but he still has enough left to hesitate about a begging video?
"Don't wanna? Fine, we're done."
I pretend to pull off his cock. Of course, even if he says no, I won't really—I'll torment him till he begs to say it or film it, whatever, just let him cum.
"Aaaah... no... nooo... I'll do it... I'll saaaay it... just... make it eeeasy...!"
I hit record.
"Uh... wah wah... wah waaah... Tyrannooo...!"
I start moving my hips as he begins. Slow, like grinding a waterwheel—steady power.
"Hurry up. Finish, and your cock gets relief."
"Tyranno! Tyrannooo! Baby cock! Eek! Hiiiik!"
His voice rises—his swollen baby cock, marinated in my pussy, can't take it anymore.
"Baby cock! Wah wah! Baby cock! Cum! Cuuuuum! Let me cuuuuum!"
On his last line, I lift my ass high and slam down.
"Hnggggrrrrrr! Nnghooo! Ohot! Ohohohoooooo!"
Tyranno thrashes under me, limbs and body twisting as he screams. His tip kisses my womb, spurting cum—but after all that torment, not a geyser, just a leaky broken faucet dribbling out. Still, no less than the first load—more, even—washing out the old stuff and refilling me fresh.
"Haaaah... so gooood..."
"Nngok... ohgoook... hii... hiii... hewwoooo... Tyranno's... cock... brooooken... hehe... huhehehe..."
Drool streaming, unfocused eyes, dazed grin.
Click.
Too hot—I snap a pic without thinking.
"Hihi... huheee..."
I sit up, and the sweat, pussy juice, precum, and musk explode from our clinging skin. No woman could resist this scent.
"Snap out of it, Tyranno. I'm not satisfied yet."
"Huuueee...?"