Chapter #6Serving a drunk arrogant woman (Pussy Worship) by: Trailblazer   "Ha Ha! Of course you are sorry. As an apology, you will be serving me for free today. Won't you?", she laughed and hiccuped. You could tell she was drunk out of her mind. It's a good thing her vehicle can drive on auto. But for free? No way. You didn't even do anything wrong. But could you even protest.
She didn't tell you anything, she lit up a cigarette and smoked. She looked so hot with her red lips on the cigarette. But she looked no less arrogant and spoiled. You were at her mercy, you were desparate and she knew it. Even drunk, she was smarter than you. She wanted to make you feel as low as you can go. She leaned back on her seat, lifting her feet on the cabin. "10.9...", she started counting without giving you any orders.
You hurried into position, you didn't want to make any mistakes today. You pulled down her damp panties and pressed your face into her pussy. It was sweaty, but you could still smell her perfume, costlier than your house. Her soiled panties would cost more than you would ever make in your lifetime. You know how much above you she was. You could feel the overwhelming smell of her sweat, it was intoxicating in a way. She must have partied real hard today. You weren't even sure if this is what she wanted. You prayed that you did the right thing. You barely made it in time.
She chuckled rubbing her pussy on your face. "Good boy~ I like quick learners". You could feel her sweat and juices stick on your face. You couldn't deny that you loved the smell of her arousal and her perfume. You only had some problem because of the sweat and how heavy the air down the was.
Bulma closed the door and turned on some party music, the kind you hated. You didn't like noise. But bulma seemed to love it as you could tell from her constant movement. "Lick~ the first orgasm is free. For every next orgasm, you'll get one month of your household income", she said grinning. She had you. This was what she needed to top off her entire day party. A toy who would pleasure her desperately for as long as she wanted, no matter what she did to him. She put some instructions on the capsule vehicle and relaxed, changing the music to something more soothing. You liked the change. She had more drinks in the vehicle too.
You started lapping up her pussy juices desperately. Flicking your tongue in her clit, suckling on it. You changed your pace, between kissing her pussy lips to licking around them in circles, to pushing your tongue inside her depths. The taste was rather strong. You could even sense a hint of pee there. But you kept going. Occasionally, she would grind on your face, covering you in her juices. The air started to get heavier, mixed with smoke and her arousal. Slowly you were losing yourself in the act while bulma lost herself in the view and her music. She moved her hips in tune with the music, making it hard for you to keep up. "Ma'am, the smoke is making it hard to breathe for me", you said softly and went back to licking her.
Bulma responded her grabbing your hair and suffocating you against her pussy. You could feel her getting wetter from suffocating you. Your colour was changing. All this time, she looked you directly in the eye smirking, letting you know that she owned. She let go, leaving you gasping for air.
You coughed and took deep breaths, but the air was so heavy. Still it was better than suffocating. "Don't disturb me. You are just a toy. I don't need you making any noise to spoil my mood. Just lick me and drink everything I give you. If you spill, you won't get any money~", she winked and went back to her music as you obediently resumed licking her pussy, lapping up her sweat and juices.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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