Whose Cock Is It?

WHOSE COCK IS IT? - Part 3

The second contestant's cock was aready fully erect when it appeared through the hole in the wall. It stood about five inches long and wasn't particularly thick. I knelt in front of it and massaged it lightly with my fingers as I sensuously sucked it into my mouth. Again, the only clue I had was this cock belonged to a man and, from what I could see of his pubic hair through the hole, he was fair haired. Before the first minute had transpired, I sense he prefered to fuck my mouth through the hole rather than having me actively suck his cock. I obliged and placed my hands either side of the hole so I could hold my mouth close for him to fuck. The bell rang and the first question that sprang to mind was, "Is he a young man?"

"Yes," you smiled.

I leaned my face close to the hole again and let his cock slip into my mouth when he pushed it forward. Each time it entered my mouth I sucked it and tried to hold it still with my lips and tongue, but it seemed like he was toying with me. This felt strangely more humiliating, especially in those brief moments where I was forced to wait, open-mouthed like a hungry bird for more of his cock. The moment before the second bell rang, he ejaculated three large wads of jism into my mouth. A fourth and fifth splashed all over my face when I pulled back at the sound of the bell.

"Do we have a winner?" you asked.

The camera focussed on my face and zoomed in on the cum that covered it. I wiped some away with my fingers and, having nothing to wipe my hands on, had to suck my fingers clean.

"Score one for Ingrid!" you announced happily. "Let's find out who the unlucky loser was."

A young man I immediately recognized from my days teaching college appeared from behind the wall. David had been a terrible student and gave me endless amounts of trouble with his crude remarks and not-so-subtle innuendo about his desires for me. Now, standing with his cum all over my face and the taste of it still fresh in my mouth, he stood grinning and watching as I seated myself on a sybian. There were two large cocks in the saddle of the machine and David clearly delighted in seeing me impale myelf on them. I held my breath and waited for the vibrations to begin.

The noise of the machine was almost as embarrassing as my predicament. It hummed and rattled loudly as the vibrations resounded through my pussy and ass and a hard nub pressed against my clit. Within thirty seconds I felt light-headed and aroused. At first, I tried to conceal my perverse pleasure but when you forced me to look at David and see how turned on he was, I couldn't hold back.

"It appears as if your new friend is very excited, Ingrid," you said.

"Mmmm!" I moaned in agreement, not just at the sight of David's cock hard again, but at my own escalating excitement. I held tightly onto the front of the sybian like a cowboy might struggle to stay on a wild bronco.

David moved to stand close so he could slap my face with his hard cock. I opened my mouth for him and whimpered a high-pitched moan of pleasure when he started to fuck my face again.

"See, I always knew you were a slutty whore!" David said. "Tell me when you're cumming so I can cum on your face ... again!"

"Mmmm!" I moaned. "Mmmmmmm....mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

My orgasm was so intense I just sat there, mouth gaping open and body numb from the vibrations. David's cock erupted for a second time and showered my face and breasts with more of his jism. It wasn't as thick as the first, but it was still copious and, by the time the machine was turned off, my whole face and breasts glistened with a sheen of his cock juice.

"So, whose cock is it, Ingrid?" you asked.

"David," I mumbled, still breathless.

"Yes, David. He tells me there's quite a few of your old students who have fantasies for you too. We might even organize a special college reunion night for you at some stage in the future," you wink at me and then smile back to the camera to call contestant three to step up to the hole and play Whose Cock Is It?

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