Hot Summer Job/Just cum. Gag her on your spunk.
You don't want to hold back. This is the best you've ever felt in your entire life. Every neuron in your body is firing full tilt. Your abs tighten and pulse bringing your upper body to buckle forward repeatedly. You start to moan with every breath. Your hands find the back of Carrie's head trying to pull her in even closer.
Carrie senses you're getting close and changes her rhythm. She leans into you throwing shorter strokes, the head of your cock practically trapped in the back of her mouth, dipping in and out of her throat over and over while it closes around your tip.
That's it. That's all you can take. Your hands pull back and ball tightly into fists around each of Carrie's pigtails. Animalistic instinct takes over. You fuck her face full force, almost expecting your dick to punch out the back of her skull. But even as her nose slams against your pelvis Carrie manages to hold her ground.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUUUUUHHH!"
Trembling and screaming all at once you can feel your wad travel past the lips closed tightly around your shaft and explode straight into Carrie's throat. Grunting and groaning, shot after shot fires from your cock. A red faced Carrie sits helplessly watching you unload your ecstasy into her from point blank range.
Your moment of release is all too momentary. When the fireworks stop shaking your head, you pull Carrie off of your length by those pigtails and find her sitting with her hands clenched around her neck. Her mouth free at last, she pushes her hands up to her chin and lightly coughs, clearing her throat. She moans with utter satisfaction, her head tilting back slowly to look up at you. Finally she smiles, her mouth full of your cum.
You stand dumbfounded, still holding her by her hair. She swirls your spunk around with her tongue, rubbing her teeth, coating her mouth, savoring every ounce. Eventually she swallows the entire load with a pleasured sigh.
"I've wanted to taste you so bad," she explains, her palms rubbing your thighs. She then bats her eyelashes at you, flashing as much innocence as she can muster. "Was that an okay blowjob, Ry?"
"Okay? That was fuc-" you stop yourself, taking a quick breath. "I mean... yeah, Kylie, it was okay."
"I want to get better," she starts, guiding you the rest of the way out of your pants. "So I need to suck you off a lot, okay?"
"Very okay!"
Carrie stands, collecting your bottoms (really, everything besides your shirt) and balling them in her hands. "Good! You're very loud though! We have to be careful not to..."
Her sudden pause confuses you. Carrie rushes to the bedroom door, pressing an ear against it. After a few seconds she frantically pulls on the handle and steps into the hall.
"Wait here!" she whispers to you before the door closes again.
You're still recovering from the intense blowjob Carrie gave you when it clicks that she just took off with half your clothes. Standing here by yourself naked from the waist down in her young teenager's bedroom is a little unexpected to say the least. But it's exciting when you think of all the debaucherous acts you're about to commit with that teen's mom in her own room. Those thoughts bring you to stroke your deflating dick in eager anticipation.
And yet Carrie really rushed out of here. Is this all part of her roleplay? Or did she really hear something? Or someone?