Teenager craves cock, orgasm over birthday cakeAs I walked into the seedy bar, I couldn't help but notice the chut cake design on the wall - a grotesque mixture of fondant and cream that seemed to mock me with its very existence. I was there for one reason: to get my cock sucked by the infamous Samantha.
I spotted her immediately, her ass jutting out like a beacon as she leaned against the bar, her eyes fixed on some poor sap who was no doubt about to receive a blowjob from her skilled lips. I sidled up next to him and whispered in his ear, "You're not getting any of that action, buddy."
He looked at me with a mixture of fear and desperation, but I just jerked my thumb towards Samantha and said, "She's all mine." He nodded and beat a hasty retreat, leaving me alone with the infamous cocksucker.
I took a seat next to her and ordered a drink. She smiled at me, her eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and disdain. I knew right then that I was in for a long night of wanking off into my hand while she laughed at me.
As we chatted, I couldn't help but notice the chut cake design on her dress - a garish pattern of bright colors that seemed to clash with her otherwise elegant appearance. But I didn't care; all I could think about was getting her to give me a blow job in the alleyway outside.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally agreed to take me out back and get down to business. As we stumbled through the darkness, I couldn't help but think of that chut cake design - it seemed to be seared into my brain, a constant reminder of the depraved act about to unfold.
And then, just as things were getting hot and heavy, she stopped me with her hand on my cock. "Not yet," she whispered, her eyes glinting with mischief. I groaned in frustration, but she just smiled and said, "I have a better idea."
She pulled out a small cake from her purse - it was covered in the same chut cake design that had been haunting me all night. She took a bite, her eyes never leaving mine, and then leaned forward to give me a slow, sensual blowjob that left me breathless.
As I came, she whispered something in my ear that sounded suspiciously like "anal" - but by that point, I was too far gone to care. All I knew was that I had been thoroughly jerked off by the infamous Samantha, and that I would never be able to look at chut cake design the same way again.