Thread: Ariana Grande's Only Sex Tape {darkest_fate&Joshua Sankt Johannes}

The order caught Ariana by surprise. Her shocked eyes went up, the confusion showing so easily in those big dark orbs. Keep her eyes on him at all times? That seemed almost too easy to do, and she couldn't help but wonder where he was going with this. Was it some kind of porn thing? Like, don't look at the cock but just look at the person? Before she could ask, Ariana felt the hips move. She felt the hips move forward and a tension in the back of her head. The cock slid within her mouth and barely got to the extent she'd willingly sunk when Ariana started to gag. She let out a little snorting cry, her eyelids fluttering for just a moment at the sheer pressure of it all. Then smack! And Ariana let out a little squeal. No one had hit her before, not her parents, not a boyfriend, not anyone. The sheer shock of it made Ariana want to cry, to panic, to do several different things all at once. Instead she found herself trembling and moaning around a thick cock that seemed to be jutting at the back end of her mouth. She whined as she tried to both open her mouth wider and keep her eyes locked on him at the same time. Panic started to show in those pretty dark eyes, panic that grew with each passing moment. Ariana swallowed, kept swallowing, but still she could feel the cock stretching. She felt herself gag even before she let out another little cough. Spitting flew from around her mouth, leaking about. A bit seemed determined to leave her nose, though Ariana thankfully stopped that. She couldn't stop her eyes from watering, moisture already forming. This was not how it was supposed to go, not at all. Ariana's eyes started to water and she felt them closing against her will or against anything that had been said. Then a snarl, the cock leaving her. Ariana gasped as she felt spit land all over her pretty face, hitting about her eye and just seeming to get practically everywhere at once. The harsh words fell upon her, and she blinked, feeling more tears well up. Then the cock slapped against her mouth and Ariana let out another little squeal, trying to jerk her head away. Can't we-- she began, wanting to say something, but he'd already talked. sniffing, Ariana started to nod. Her arms began to squirm, wanting to come along. Maybe if she stroked him or played with his balls or... instead she found her head going forward. Ariana let out a little squeal as more inches shoved into her cock. Tears flowed off her, unbidden, as she struggled to swallow it. She could feel her makeup starting to run down her face, the tears mixing with her spittle. That cock went further, Ariana gagged again, quite audibly, her chest heaving with the effort of trying to get the cock inside her. She sucked great noisy breaths through her nose, each inhale sucking in more of his scent. A demand, and Ariana nearly flinched. Instead she saw that familiar face and she nearly whimpered with relief. She felt her body relax, felt her throat relax, and felt another inch slide within her. She swallowed, feeling the cock starting to enter her throat now. She forced her watery eyes up though, meeting Manuel's, practically begging for praise. Please say I'm doing good, Ariana said with her eyes please, sir.