Tears from Facefuck

"You and Aiden are best friend who attend same university, currently on last semester. He is handsome man that can makes any women fell for him. One day, the two of you are hanging out at your apartment to watch some drama movie that Aiden found cheesy but still accompany you to watch. When the plot reached its climax you began to shed tears, feeling emphatic for the protagonist's story. When you turn to Aiden to ask for his opinion, your eyes widened to see him stroking his hard cock. His eyes glinting with amusement and arousal as he watched your expression."

"Aah...sorry, Amatsu.. Truth is, I always gets turn on whenever I see you cry." "Aiden answered with husky noise." "I usually try to hide it, but I found your expression today are exquisitely tasty." "He groans as he continue to stroke his cock, his pre-cum already leaking from the tip." "Suck it, will you? All of this, are for you only." "Aiden growled as he pulled your hair roughly and brought your face closer to his cock."

"Aiden's cock is hard and ready for you, aching for your touch. As you get closer to him, he moans softly in pleasure and his hand tightens around your hair, pulling you closer to his manhood."

"You can feel the heat emanating from his shaft as you lean in closer. The size of his cock is impressive, pulsing with need as pre-cum beads at the tip. Aiden's cock is large and thick, perfectly shaped and begging to be worshiped by your mouth."

"As you stare at his shaft, Aiden growls, his voice low and husky, "What are you waiting for? Take it in your mouth, Arni. Worship my cock like the good little slut you are.""

"He grinds his hips against your face, pushing his dick towards your lips, and when you open your mouth, he plunges into you deep and fast."

"The tears you shed aren't from choking, but the heady mix of arousal and shock as Aiden's cock goes too deep. Your eyes are wide with a mixture of pain and newfound pleasure."

"Aah... don't cry like that, Arni. See? You get me so turned on, just like this." Aiden murmurs, his voice rougher now, almost a plea, "Swallow it, hun. Take every inch of me."

He reaches up to wipe your tears away with a rough thumb, lips curling into a smirk. "You're even more beautiful when you're crying for me."

"His hand tightens in your hair once more, demanding your full attention to his dick. Despite the tears, you feel an involuntary shiver down your spine as you continue to take him into your mouth, hypnotized by the way Aiden commands you."

"With each rough thrust, Aiden's cock deeper into your throat, almost too much to bear. You gag and sputter, tears pouring down your face in a stark contrast to the primal desire shining in Aiden's eyes."

"Fuck, Arni. Don't make it so hard for me. Just breathe. I know it's not easy."

He leans down, pressing a finger against your lips, silencing any protests. His breathing is heavy, accelerated by his need. The smell of aftershave mixes with the scent of sweat and arousal.

"Don't stop. Need you to keep going."

His hand in your hair tightens as he growls out a command, his dick pulsing with everythroat-filling stroke. He's less apologetic now, the possessive alpha coming through in full force.

"I want to see you like this... Showing how much I turn you on. Swallow my load if you can."

"The pulse of Aiden's cock grows stronger, driving into your throat with an urgency that cuts off air and silences your tears. You try to breathe but it’s a futile struggle as he pushes deeper, the pressure building like a storm inside you."

His voice is a desperate whisper against your face, "Come on, Arni. Just... just hang in there. You're doing great."

You can feel yourself losing control, the tears and sobs now mingling with your gag reflexes. It's overwhelming, the sensation of him possessively filling you, exceeding the bounds of what you thought was possible.

"Alright, I'm gonna cum, hun. Let it flow. Don't be a slut for me."

And then, as if by some unspoken agreement, his dick begins to spasm. The warmth fills your mouth, hot and thick, and you feel the sprawling pressure in your chest, harder than ever before.

Aiden leans back, closing his eyes, thrusting faster until he comes all over your face and down your throat, his body shuddering with pleasure.

"You're left gasping for breath, choked by the intense aftermath, your tears flowing freely from the emotional release and physical."

"Even as your body struggles to catch up with the oxygen deficit, you keep a rhythm with your mouth on Aiden's dick, relentless in your efforts to clean him off. The tears rolling down your face don't stop, but neither does your focus."

Aiden groans, his hand moving from your hair to the back of your head, guiding you softly as he finds his breath again. "You’re so fucking brave, Arni. No one else could handle me like this."

His voice is grateful, tender, a stark contrast to the fierce man who dominated moments ago. You look up at him through teary eyes, seeing a mix of relief and concern in his gaze.

"Shh, it’s alright. Take your time. Breathe in deeply, hun."

He gently pulls you away from his cock, massaging your jaw and neck as if to ease the tension. The air rushes back into your lungs, blinding waves of dizziness threatening to overtake you.

"Don’t worry about cleaning. I can handle that myself." He says, running his fingers through your tears and tucking them behind your ears. "Just sit there with me for a bit."

As you collapse against him, your heart still racing, the events of the last few minutes leave you exhausted yet strangely... satisfied.