Chapter 48: Painting her face in cum

Amanda felt the huge cock pulse hard in both her hands, once, twice. Then it exploded.

Thick, hot spurts shot across her face before she could even react. She couldn’t stop herself. Her mouth fell open like a good, submissive whore, tongue out, and the first heavy rope landed straight on it. The rest painted her cheeks, her forehead, her chin in long white streaks.

The taste hit her tongue, strong and salty. She held it there for a second, almost thoughtfully, the way she used to taste a new sauce in the kitchen. It was thick, musky, a little bitter... and she loved it. Perfect. Better than she expected.

She took long, shaky breaths through her nose, trying to steady herself while more cum dripped down her face. That was when she felt it, the first shameful drops of milk leaking from her painfully hard nipples, soaking two dark, wet spots into the thin fabric of her blouse.

Both of them became breathless as the last spurts of cum landed on her. Still, neither of them moved.

They just stared at each other in a long silence. Neither could find the right words to say at that moment.

Amanda’s face was covered, her lips still slightly open, her hands still loosely wrapped around his cock. She noticed it twitch... then start hardening again, slowly filling back up right in front of her eyes.

It was as if the beast was still hungry and ready to take her, to make her squirm in pleasure, but...

A soft meow broke the silence.

Both of their stares fell on the cute animal that watched the scene with confused eyes. Then it meowed again, demanding food, completely unaware of the tension between the two.

Amanda blinked, as if waking up. She slowly let go of him, wiped a streak of cum from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and stood up on unsteady legs.

"I... I need to go take a shower," she said quietly.

Her eyes dropped one last time to his thick, half-hard cock, still glistening, before she turned and ran away.

Arthur felt frustrated with his cat for a second as he watched Amanda walk away. Her blouse had ridden up, revealing her naked plump ass.

Arthur groaned, cleaned his cock with a tissue, and pushed his underwear and pants up, trying to forget Amanda’s perfect ass.

But not even a minute later, Arthur would be thankful to Luna, as he heard the door of the apartment swing open.

He instinctively looked at it, his muscles tensing for a second. But he relaxed at the next instant as he saw a familiar teasing smile.

"Did you miss me, boy?" Vanessa asked with a teasing tone as her eyes met his.

She wore a tight sports top that clung to her full breasts and left her toned abdomen bare, impressive for a woman her age. Black leggings hugged every curve, sitting high on her waist and stretching so thin over her broad hips and thick thighs that the soft outline of her pussy lips was clearly visible between her legs.

It was a good thing Amanda had run off to the bathroom. If not, Vanessa would have walked right in on them.

"You shouldn’t just barge into someone else’s home like that," the boy finally frowned once he was able to stop ogling the milf.

"Sorry," Vanessa purred, leaning closer to him and shifting her body at an angle that gave him a clear view of her big ass.

Her cute eyes flickered up, meeting his gaze. Her lips curled teasingly, and she said in the softest tone Arthur had ever heard,

"I just wanted to see you so much, I couldn’t control myself."

It was obvious she was just playing with him, but her eyes were so cute it was impossible to resist.

"So, where is Amanda?" Vanessa asked.

"She just went to take a shower," Arthur explained, focusing his attention on Luna so Vanessa couldn’t read his expression.

He picked up the small cat in his arms and gave it some special milk before turning his attention back to the blond milf, who at that exact moment was bending over to pick something up off the floor.

Arthur simply couldn’t avoid the way his eyes became laser-focused on her ass.

"Ahan! So, what do you want?"

"To see you, of course." She turned back to him and smiled. "Now, sit down, please." She pointed at the sofa.

Arthur obeyed, unsure about Vanessa’s real intentions. And then, less than a second later, the blond milf moved, sitting on his lap.

Her huge and impossibly soft ass settled against his lap, and she clenched her thick cheeks around his cock.

"Vanessa..." Arthur groaned, his voice hoarse.

"What is the problem?" the blond woman asked, rocking her hips just a bit, clearly loving the situation.

"What if Amanda sees us?"

"Then I will tell her that I’m a very horny bitch," Vanessa purred and rocked her hips faster, actually jerking him off with her ass. "I will tell her that I fell in lust with your huge cock. That I’m a useless cougar with an unnecessarily fat ass that can’t stop thinking about her young stud filling her up and cumming inside!"

Arthur closed his eyes, trying to resist, but the image was far too sexy, and before he could notice, he was under her thumb.

"Anyway, there is something I want to talk about. The apartment is finally vacant, so it’s time to move in there. And maybe we can even have some fun there." She pressed her ass even harder against his dick.

Then he heard the shower stop. Instant alarm cut through the haze.

Arthur’s grip tightened for a second, then he shoved Vanessa off him, voice low and sharp. "Get off. Now."

She obeyed, but the look she threw over her shoulder was pure trouble; she had no intention of backing off. She walked away with deliberate sway, hips rolling, and he knew right then she was going to be a problem.

His gaze dropped, noticing how her leggings were stretched to their absolute limit over an impossibly juicy ass, the fabric clinging so tight that every curve was outlined in high definition. It reminded him of Kat for some reason. And his cock throbbed hard at the memory of how she’d gone quieter, less of a bitch, after he’d slapped her once.

Maybe he should try that again? As this thought came, instinct took over.

His hand cracked across Vanessa’s left cheek in a brutal, open-palmed slap that made the soft flesh bounce and ripple. She jerked with a startled little squirm, a sharp breath catching in her throat.

Arthur leaned in close, voice a rough whisper against her ear.

"Behave while we are at Amanda’s house."