Blackmailing Sam
Introduction:
My first story, hope y’all like it 🙂
As she heard the last of them walk out, she let out a small sigh before getting to her feet and unlocking the stall door, hoping she could change out of her wet swimsuit in time to catch the bus home. She went to step out, but before she could open the door fully, a hand suddenly smacked it the rest of the way open with a loud bang. Samantha let out a high-pitched yelp and stumbled back to her previous sitting position on the toilet.
“Hey Sammy girl,” said the unexpected company. She recognized the voice immediately: Chris.
“What do you want?” She responded in the bitchiest tone she could manage after being startled so severely.
Chris was the bane of her existence. Besides being generally annoying and a massive pervert, he had the special ability to make her life hell whenever he deemed it so. This was due to his knowledge of her involvement in a prank gone horribly wrong during the previous year. So whenever he needed something- homework to copy, the occasional snack out of her lunch, etc., he had no trouble convincing her to give it up. It was a small price to pay, as far as she was concerned, for the shitstorm she was paying to avoid, but that didn’t stop her hating him regardless.
He rounded the corner and leaned against the door frame with his trademark smirk. “Ohhh you know, I was just in the neighborhood.”
“Bull. Shit,” she stated flatly. “What is it this time? Did you forget how to tie your shoes?”
He took a step closer, looking down at her in a way that she found quite unnerving. “No no.. this time, I need something from you.. Something I can’t seem to get from the other stuck-up girls in this damn school,” he said, voice lowering. If he was trying to creep her out, he was doing a damn good job of it.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean??” she snapped, retracting her legs up to her body and looking up at him with unease. Unfortunately for her, this only served to push her tits up until they were almost bursting out of her swimsuit, giving Chris a hell of a view.
He began unzipping his jeans, hypnotized by this display of cleavage, thinking about how amazing it would feel to slide his throbbing cock between her tits. “I’m horny as all hell, so you’re gonna be a good girl and give me what I want, Sam. I need to use you to get off,” he explained, staring down at her.
He had pulled his jeans down just far enough for her to see the outline of his cock through his boxers. He was way thicker than she expected. She couldn’t help but wonder…
She looked up from his crotch and bit her lip.
“Go on, pull it out,” he coaxed her.
She noticed it twitch slightly beneath the fabric. All she had wanted to do was get changed and head for the bus, and now Chris’ cock was inches from her face. But she knew the consequences should she refuse…
Slowly, she reached her hand through the hole in his boxers and slid it around his cock. It was warm to the touch. She felt it twitch again in her hand as she slowly pulled it through the hole. Not even fully hard, it was as thick as her forearm. He was at least twice the size of her. With a big, round mushroom head to match. She couldn’t help but admire it a little. And now that it was free, its scent was strong.
He stared down at her, waiting eagerly.
She raised it up so the head was even with her mouth and gingerly licked the underside of it. Chris shuddered with pleasure. Licking her lips, Sam took the head into her mouth and began sucking in a rhythm, sliding her lips halfway down his shaft and back up. She could feel his cock slowly harden in her mouth, not leaving any room.
Chris closed his eyes and moaned, tilting his head back. It had been too long since his cock had gotten so much attention.
She grabbed the base and started stroking in time with her head bobbing up and down on it. After getting used to its thickness in her mouth, she paused to push the head as far back into her throat as she could, trying her best not to gag.
Chris watched her and quickly gave into the urge to push her head down onto his cock, causing her to smack her hands against his thighs in protest. “Shh, shh, just let me fuck your throat.” He began thrusting steadily, deep into her throat, feeling the tight, wet hole take all he was giving her. “Fuck.” He grunted as he felt her try to swallow around the head of his cock. She could feel his balls brushing her chin through his boxers with each thrust.
Finally, he released her head and let her fall back against the wall. “That’s a good girl,” he breathed as he dropped his boxers all the way down, letting his cock spring free.
“Happy now? Can I go?” she asked.
He shook his head. “You should know better than that, Sam.” He positioned himself over her, looking down at her, and rubbed his throbbing cock against her cheek, stopping to lay it across her face. “You’re going to let me use your mouth until I’m fully satisfied.”
She looked up at him and swallowed hard.
He slid his cock off her face and pressed the head to her lips. She obediently took it in her mouth again and began sucking on it, but Chris wanted more. He grabbed her head with both hands and forced his cock deep into her throat again. His balls felt hot on her chin as she struggled to accept his girth. He started steadily fucking her throat again, pausing each time the head of his cock hit the deepest point it could. She could feel his whole cock pulsating in her mouth. Chris let out a low moan and sped up, fucking her mouth harder and harder. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum in your throat. Swallow it,” he breathed as she felt his cock began to throb wildly. He pushed in deep and held her head against him as he pumped huge spurts of cum into her throat. It was a huge load. She obeyed and swallowed all of it, gulp after gulp after gulp.
Chris pulled out of her mouth with a sigh of pleasure as she choked to catch her breath. “Sammy, I think I found my new favorite way to get off.”
