Damien Kova
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Tired Of Your Mouth WIP (Casino of Fate 3)
🕑 Added 2020-03-11 17:00:03 +0000 UTC
Working at the Casino of Fate for Ishtar was like working at a job where all you had to do was walk around and be pretty while being paid for it. She was hardly ever picked to be someone’s Penthouse Bunny during the nights and that was perfectly fine by her. That just meant less work for her while she still got paid. And, on the show floor, people didn’t often come around and ask her for a handjob or a blowjob, or really anything that was allowed to be done outside of the penthouse suite. It was something that Ishtar saw as a perk of the job, not having anyone to deal with while being paid to walk around in a revealing outfit.
Of course, that didn’t stop her from having the occasional man or woman that she thought was an asshole pick her for the night. And when she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around to see a well-dressed and well-kept man smiling down to her, she couldn’t help to feel some annoyance at the fact that she was being picked for the night. “And here I thought that I was going to be able to enjoy another easy night of just walking around the casino…”
“Sorry, Sweetheart. But when I saw those hips sway as you walked, I just knew I had to pick you when I won big tonight.~”
Ishtar watched as the man licked his lips, making her grown as she walked with him toward the elevator that led up to the penthouse suite. “I take it you know the rules of the hotel if you’re just going around and picking bunnies?” Deep down, she felt pissed off that her night was going to be ruined like this. But on the surface, she couldn’t bring herself to deny that the man she had her arms wrapped around was indeed an attractive and rich-looking young man who was probably no older than twenty-eight. But that didn’t stop her from groaning as the elevator door opened up before them.
It only took another few minutes for the two of them to reach the door to the penthouse suite, the young man that she held onto pulling out the card to the room. Ishtar opened her mouth to say something, wanting to make some kind of joke about how she was surprised a man like him could make enough in one night to afford the penthouse suite. But she was quickly cut off, her mind sent into a spiral, when she felt the young man’s hand suddenly grab onto her asscheeks.
And a moment later, the feeling of his lips crashing against her own only seemed to increase the pace that the world around her seemed to spin. She didn’t hate the feeling of his lips against her own, but it was something that she didn’t want, or even expect, when she came to work tonight. However, it only took a moment for Ishtar to return the man’s kiss with one of her own, knowing that it was the only thing she could do right in this moment.
When the door to the penthouse suite, opened, however, Ishtar was quick to pull away from the man and let out a slightly heavy breath. “Sorry, but I was really hoping I could just enjoy and nice and relaxing night tonight. What do you say we get the sex over with so that we can get back downstairs and get a few drinks?” She dragged her tongue along her lips in order to try and get rid of the lingering taste of his last drink from her mouth. Though, Ishtar didn’t bother to wait from an answer from the man that technically owned her for the night before she started to make her way toward the bed.
Of course, when Ishtar started to walk away from him, all the man did was stand in the doorway and watch. It was the reason he picked her, after all. That, and her blonde twin wasn’t in sight with her like she usually was. But that didn’t stop him from appreciating the sight of Ishtar’s hips swaying back and forth with each step that she took her time getting to the bed. Her rear end wasn’t exactly plump enough to jiggle and shake with each step that she took, but it was still more than enough in her bunny suit to make the man happy he picked a lithe girl like her.
When Ishtar finally reached the bed, she quickly climbed her way on top of it and laid herself flat on her stomach, bringing her feet into the air and spreading her legs ever so slightly. It only took a moment for her to turn around and see the man starting to make his way toward the bed behind her, a clear crease forming in his pants while he made his way over. “Let me suck your cock so we can get this over with. I’m sure you’d rather have another bunny for the night, after all. So why not get one after having a little bit of fun with me?~”
The moment that she closed her mouth, done talking to the man, Ishtar watched him unzip his pants. He didn’t say a word, he didn’t hesitate, and he didn’t show any sense of shame as he pulled down his pants and allowed his cock to flop out and smack directly against her face. Her eyes went wide when she felt the heat of his shaft start to radiate onto her face. No cock that she had ever taken while working her before was as big as the one that now rested against her cheek. None of them carried the heavy and powerful scent that wafted off of this one while she took in surprisingly deep breaths while looking into this man’s eyes, that scent starting to drift into her mind rather quickly.
Before she even realized it, Ishtar felt the man’s hands grab onto either side of her head, holding her in place while he rocked his hips back and forth and ground his cock against her face for a moment. Not that she said a word to complain about that fact as it only caused the musky scent of his shaft to fill her nostrils even more. At least, that was the case until his pulled his hips back just enough to allow his member to rest against her lower lip.
Almost on pure instinct, Ishtar allowed her mouth to open ever so slightly. Just enough for her to be able to push her tongue past her lips and flick it against the tip of this man’s shaft. And her tastebuds were immediately flooded with the slightly bitter but savory taste of his cock before she felt it push past her lips and into her mouth. Ishtar’s eyes went wide when she felt the man push his hips forward and bury his member as deep into her mouth as he could force it in one thrust.
But she didn’t pull away from him or complain when he started to fuck her face. He started with a seemingly gentle and easy pace that left her more than willing to press her tongue against his shaft, swirling it around his member and trying to get as much flavor from him as she could. Ishtar’s eyes fluttered shut as the man’s grip on her head only grew tighter and he started to pick up the pace, however. It was a slow increase at first, but it was enough for her to notice that he was getting faster. She tried her best to coil her tongue around his shaft as it plunged deep into her mouth and even reached into the back of her throat. But Ishtar didn’t gag when she felt it happen. No, she just kept her eyes shut and allowed her throat to naturally spasm around his member while he continued to use her mouth like a properly warm and wet fleshlight.
The more that Ishtar had her tongue against his shaft, the more that Ishtar felt herself growing more and more addicted to the taste that came from it. As well as the musky scent that continued to fill her nostrils during the moments that he pulled his hips back and allowed part of his spit-shined member to leave her lips. She didn’t know just what it was that made this so much better than she thought it would be, but for whatever reason it was, Ishtar stayed in place and allowed this man to use her how he wanted to.
And it didn’t take more than a moment before she accepted her place for the intensity of his thrusts to get rougher than before. Almost as it a switch was flipped inside of him, the gentle but quick thrusts that he had turned into rough and brutal thrusts that filled her mouth with his cock multiple times in a second. And she was perfectly fine with that. Her throat wasn’t as she finally started to gag and sputter around his shaft, her throat spasming and her tongue convulsing against his member. But she was, and she didn’t care just how much it hurt to have him slam his shaft into her mouth time and time again. Especially when she felt him starting to throb and pulse against her tongue and in her mouth like he was about to blow.
Ishtar’s heart fluttered in her chest as she thought about this man cumming inside of her mouth. And not because it would give her what she wanted at first and allow her to leave. But because her body was craving knowing just what his cum would taste like in comparison to his cock. If the flavor was anywhere near as good as his dick was, it would be a wonderful thing to corrupt her mind just a little bit more.
Her lips curled into a smile around the shaft as his thrusts started to become sporadic and his hips started to shake against her face. She knew that he was getting closer to reaching his climax. And the fact that he was doing so while using just her mouth caused Ishtar’s cunt to clench down around nothing as excitement started to boil up within her chest. After a moment of feeling the man spasm and throb in her mouth, Ishtar opened her eyes and looked up at him with a pleading look on her face, showing just how badly she wanted him to cum in her mouth.
And when she felt him slam his cock as deep into her mouth as he could, she knew she was getting just what she wanted from him. Rope after rope of his thick, heated, and surprisingly delicious seed flooded her mouth to the point where her cheeks started to puff out due to just how much was filling her mouth. But Ishtar didn’t hesitate to start swallowing it down. Of course, she wanted to savor the flavor against her tongue and allow herself to become accustomed to this man’s flavor. But with just how much was being pumped into her mouth, she didn’t need to worry about that.
Every time she swallowed a bit of it down, a seemingly larger amount of his spunk followed and covered her tongue once again. However, when he pulled his hips back and allowed the last bit of his cum to land on her face, splattering along her cheek and her nose, Ishtar couldn’t stop herself from coughing now that the oral onslaught was over. Her eyes started to water as she continued to force herself to swallow down each and every drop of this man’s seed. But she didn’t care. Not when it tasted as good as it did or when the seed that was on her face just allowed her to get another deep and surprisingly addictive whiff of his spunk to flood her mind just like the musky scent of his shaft did.
It didn’t take long for Ishtar to find herself pulled over to the edge of the bed and suddenly bent over it, her feet touching the floor and the man’s hands on her ass cheeks. Some part of her deep down wanted to ask just what the man had in mind for her next, but on the surface, Ishtar didn’t want to say a word to him. Not when it would allow her the perfect chance to have his cock inside of her once again. She did, however, turn her head to look at the man, wanting to watch and see what he was about to do.
“You know, I didn’t pick you just to hear you complain. I chose you because I wanted a whore to fuck for a night after winning big. And who better than the stuck up bitch that everyone complains about?~”
Hearing what the man said caused Ishtar’s heart to sink into her stomach. She didn’t think she was that annoying toward people, or that people complained about her attitude. Not that she really cared about what any of them thought. However, when this man dug his nails into her bunny suit and proceeded to rip it open from her ass all the way up her back, she wondered if he was doing this out of rage toward her or if he wanted to break her in.
