Chapter 2

I awake to the perfect silence again, the world still frozen around me. I had shifted off of the Bitch in my sleep. I now lay at her side, my face at her hip, my leg over her mess of a face, my arm resting on her stomach and pussy mound. I’m cuddled up to her thighs like a pillow.

No idea how long I was out, but I slept great. While I lay waking up for a few minutes, I grab and rub at her pussy through her cute little light green panties like it’s there for my use alone. A bit of dried blood and deep teeth marks still there on that exposed inner thigh next to me. But she’s such a comfy pillow, I nuzzle and hug her thigh as I ponder what to do next.

I grab her around the waist, pulling her close, and roll to my back, pulling her over on top of me in 69 position. My head between her thighs, I have a view of her panties, with her ripped open dark gray joggers splayed and draping down around her exposed crotch. A bit of one asscheek showing. I’m enveloped and surrounded by her feminine scent.

I notice that tender spot in between thigh and pussy, the inner crease of the leg. I bury my face there, rubbing back and forth between panty-covered pussy and thick thigh, inhaling, getting a faint smell of sweat, but still sweet, warm. I lick and suck and bite at this area hard, enjoying one of the softest parts of a woman.

I reach up and grab her ripped sweatpants and aggressively rip more of it, exposing more of her bare ass. A light bite mark right in the middle of one asscheek. I forgot I did that. Poor girl. I kiss and lick at her panties and her thighs on either side of me as I rip more.

My cock starting to harden again, I feel around for the Bitch’s head, grab some hair and lift. It takes some adjusting, smearing her stupid spit-caked hair out of the way, but finally I get her mouth over my cock and bury myself in her wet hole again. I’m halfway hard, so I just leave it there to stiffen up inside her mouth as I go.

My hands back to her ass, I play around with her bare cheeks. They really are the perfect amount. More than a skinny girl like her would normally have, more than a handful but not too much. I jiggle and squeeze them, giving them hard slaps over and over just to watch them ripple and wave, inches away from my face.

Her panties are a normal sort of low-rise style, hugging tight, partially covering her ass, but revealing plenty. Cute, pale green, expensive. Soft and super thin to the touch. The shape of her pussy fairly visible against the cloth. With my tongue and lips I trace the outline of little pussy lips beneath. I grab the waistband and drag them higher up, slowly giving her a wedgie, revealing more and more asscheek, pinching tighter and tighter on pussy.

I play around like this. Pulling, slapping with my other hand, rubbing it all with my tongue and nose, inhaling over and over. I get more aggressive. Pulling her wedgie higher and higher, until it looks like a thong tight up her ass. She grooms herself perfectly, not a hair in sight ... until I keep pulling and get closer to the center. Little stray closely-trimmed hairs start popping out from under her panties. I lick at them and nuzzle her crotch.

My cock continues growing inside her mouth. I begin slowly thrusting my hips up and down subconsciously, the perfect in-and-out stimulation to accompany my activities at her groin. Saliva drips steadily down around my cock, disgustingly perfect.

Her panties are pulled so high up her crotch, her pussy starts to get squeezed out on either side. A bit of puffy flesh, covered in neatly short-cropped dark pubes. That tastefully scruffy look that’s thankfully so in-style nowadays. Then a bit of inner labia slips out, pinched painfully tight by the pulled cloth. Dark pink, sticky, grotesque but delicious looking.

Her panties pulled as high as they’ll go, I see darker brown skin, the edges of her asshole peeking out from under fabric. More stray hairs, some longer, unseen and forgotten about in her shaving.

This sort of wedgie would be very painful if she was awake. She’d be squealing and writhing, making me let go at all cost. But with her frozen in time, instead I can pull even harder. I wrench my arm upward as hard as I can, lifting her up off me a bit. The fabric is strong. I let her down, then yank up again, bouncing her up and down as hard as I can, grunting with the effort, my cock flexing rock hard in her mouth.

I grab her around the waist with my other arm, keeping her from lifting up again, and then thrust her wedgie up with one final punch toward the ceiling ... and the panties finally rip open, waistband still connected around her waist, but the crotch totally torn in half and splayed open. Revealing lightly hair-covered pussy and asshole, skin bright red and raw from the intense wedgie, a bit of broken skin on her taint starting to ooze the tiniest droplets of blood.

I admire the sight, “Fucking hell”. She’s so sexy even with the damage. Her pussy lips are a dark pink little rose, parting in the center, the tiniest gape in her cunthole beckoning something to be shoved in. Framing around that is just the right amount of dark hair, making her look like a natural woman. Her tiny dark brown asshole puckered and wrinkly. A slight sheen of wetness, both a bit of sweat and maybe a natural stickiness from her pussy, coating everything. And then the full musk hits me dead on, sharp and pungent, a bit of sweaty sourness. But still mostly sweet and enticing.

Holding her asscheeks to bring her into me, I bury my face into her damp pussy, yelling a muffled shout of pleasure into her. I lick at her folds and pubes, drive my tongue directly in her parted hole, tasting all the salty, sour juices. I spread her cheeks violently wide to open everything up more, her pussy lips parting too. I dig around with my tongue until I find her tiny little pisshole. I suck and swirl my tongue, tasting the lingering saltiness of piss.

I plant my feet on the blankets below for better leverage and thrust my hips up and down rapidly. Her suspended head bouncing freely onto my cock buried deep into her mouth, the tip driving in and out of the entrance of her throat. No gagging, just sloppy sloshing sounds.

I dig my entire nose into her pussy hole next, snorting in and out, breathing only through her cunt. Smothered, my nose sticky with her slime. My fingers digging into her asscheeks, pulling her flesh tight around my face to block out the world and suffocate myself. Then I wrench free for breath. Then dive in again, like I’m trying to push all the way to her womb with my nose.

While I dive, I can lick and taste the front of her mound and even her clit. I lightly bite her tiny clit, the nub soft and tender between my teeth. I suck it in as hard as I can, then pull back from her to see how red and swollen I can get it. My rough actions would be literal torture to a girl normally.

I look up and see that little brown asshole again. I’m not normally into butt stuff. But I reach my hand down from over her asscheek, and rub my finger around on her dirty little asshole. The wrinkled texture something I don’t often get to experience. So cute yet disgusting, sticky and damp to the touch. I grab one of the longer stray hairs near the asshole and pull, plucking it roughly.

I never usually even want to do this, the shitty smell always such a turnoff. But I have to give a sniff. I lightly test it out. Yeah its asshole, musky and sour, my face puckering. Add to that the sweaty musk and the fact that she hasn’t showered all day, sitting on this train, sick and coughing and trying to sleep, and being a piece of human trash to everyone around.

“Damn it of course you smell like shit you fucking cunt.” How dare this bitch not keep herself prepared at all times for treatment like this. How dare this cunt not present her body as it was intended to be used.

My cock softens a bit in her throat, and my anger rises, taking me out of the heavenly bliss I was in. I roll her off me and sit up, my wet dick flopping out of her sloppy mouth. I aggressively position her into doggy style on the floor. Her face lying on a cheek, slobber leaking out. Dark hair a mess covering her face completely. White sweater still covering her torso, she lies tits flat down on the blankets, propped on her knees with her bare ass sticking up high. Ripped, light green panties hanging around her waist, ripped dark gray sweatpants hanging halfway down her thighs, little blue socks on her feet.

“You fucking bitch, don’t you clean yourself? I can’t fuck you in the ass, it’s too gross. Well I can at least do this, can’t I?” Without permission, without warning, without warming up to it, I grab her by an asscheek with one hand, place the index finger of my other hand up to her butt, and I force a dry finger into her mostly dry asshole. Without her reflexes to squeeze and stop me, I slide in, but it’s tight. This would be so painful. I don’t stop, forcing one knuckle in, then two, bottoming all the way in as hard and as fast as I can. The feeling is disgusting yet so sexy. Smooth and extremely tight.

I back out halfway then drive my finger in all the way again. Out then in, over and over as hard as I can. I can feel something tear, wetness around my finger. “You’re not so fucking hot are you? Perfect little angel?”