Chapter 1
Johnathon threw his head back, his mouth hanging open as whiny, needy moans passed his lips.
The hand in your hair started to tighten as Johns moans raised in pitch.
You were making an absolute mess of him, hands pinning him down by the soft flesh of his thighs as you booped your head up and down on his dick, swirling your tongue over the very sensitive head.
His plush chest was heaving with every needy breath he took, forcing out sweet and desperate noises with every exhale.
“Pleasepleaseplease don’t stop, ah mhm~ so so good..”
His little noises were driving you insane, prompting you to take him fully.
Your nose made contact with the little tray of hair that rested at the base of his dick, your throat spasm and pulsing around the full length of Johns dick, ripping a whiny high bitched moan from him.
You took his balls into your hand as you massages them, John let out stringy moans and whimpers, babbling out words that were not English.. or any other language at that.
You felt how Johnathon came closer and closer to the edge, you softly graced your teeth along his dick and he-
*PFFFFBBBRERRRR* Johnathon let out a loud, whiny moan while you half choked on his dick whole white ropes of cum shot down your throat, pulling yourself off of him as his dick makes a sound that’s similar to a deflating Ballon. Or more like a fart. You looked up at him, his face red as a stop sign while he tries to hide his face behind his arm.
“John.“ he winces, „What the fuck was that?“ John bites his lower lip before responding softly. „It does that sometimes..“
“Youre dick fucking FARTS?? And you didn’t mean to tell me BEFOREHAND??“ he lets out a broken moan as your fingers dig into the flesh of his thigh.“T-the one’s before never complained.. I-I thought it’s normal… they all seemed to like it…“ „yeah I’m sorry hun… but I don’t think I can stay with.. *that*-„