First Piss Experience. Very Rough Deepthroat humiliation with milk and pee

Title: The Unforgettable First Piss Experience: A Milky, Urinary Delirium

The tantalizing scent of fresh milk hung heavy in the air as Tanya, a naive young vixen, timidly entered the dimly lit boudoir. Her eyes grew wide, saucers of innocence, as she took in the sight of Marcus, an experienced dominator lounging imperially on a velvet chaise, a glass of creamy milk balanced precariously on his chiseled abs.

“Come closer, my sweet little lamb,” Marcus purred, his voice a hypnotic rumble that sent shivers down Tanya’s spine. She obeyed, her bare feet padding softly across the plush carpet, until she stood directly before him, her pert breasts heaving with nervous anticipation.

Marcus took Tanya’s delicate hand in his, guiding it to explore the firm contours of his manhood, already beginning to stiffen beneath her curious touch. “Tonight, my dear, you will break your vow of urinary purity. You will taste the forbidden nectar of my essence and become reborn in a baptism of piss.”

Tanya’s breath hitched, her heart pounding against her ribs like a caged bird desperate for freedom. She looked to Marcus, seeking reassurance, but found only a dark, determined glint in his eyes. With a slight press of his fingers, he urged her to her knees, the velvet cool and smooth against her bare skin.

Marcus brought the glass of milk to Tanya’s lips, tilting it slowly. The creamy liquid flowed over her tongue, coating it with a delicate sweetness that made her eyes flutter shut in momentary bliss. As the last drops trickled down her chin, Marcus seized her hair, his fingers tangling into the silky strands and wrenching her forward.

The first contact of Tanya’s lips against Marcus’s hardening cock sent a jolt of electric terror through her veins. She hesitated, trying to push past the primal revulsion, as Marcus’s hips bucked, demanding entry. The head of his manhood parted her lips, invading the sanctum of her mouth with its salty, male musk.

Tanya gagged, her throat clenching reflexively around the inflexible intrusion. Saliva flooded her mouth, bubbling around the thick intrusion stretching her jaw wide. Marcus held her firm, his grip unyielding, pushing deeper until the curve of her throat bulged obscenely.

Overwhelmed by the acrid taste of his cock, Tanya’s stomach churned, threatening to betray her. But Marcus’s command, to submit and to swallow, was absolute. Tears streamed down her face as she forced her throat to relax, letting him plunge even deeper, his cockhead tickling the back of her nose.

Punishment came swiftly when Tanya dared to falter in her duties. The smack of Marcus’s hand against her freshly shaven pussy sent shockwaves of pain and pleasure through her body. She cried out, the wet expulsions of her mouth muted by his girth. Another spank, harder, and still, Tanya resisted the urge to pull away.

Instead, she surrendered completely, allowing Marcus to set a punishing rhythm. His cock sluiced in and out of her quivering throat, building a desperate need for air, for release from the suffocating grip of his dick. But every time Tanya thought she’d reached her limit, Marcus would push her even further, until her eyes bulged and her face turned crimson.

Just as Tanya began to fade into blessed unconsciousness, Marcus pulled back. Air rushed into her lungs as she gasped and choked, strings of drool connecting her swollen, bloody lips to the pulsating head of his penis. Hope surged in Tanya’s chest – perhaps it was over, perhaps she had endured enough.

But then came the first hot splatter of Marcus’s piss, landing on her face, stinging her eyes. The acrid, yellow stream gushed from his cock, searing her skin and filling her mouth with the vile tang of ammonia. Tanya shuddered, attempting to turn away, but Marcus held her fast, his piss drenching her hair and plastering her bangs to her forehead.

The piss ran in rivulets down Tanya’s chin, mingling with the drool and tears, until her face was a messy mask of debasement and shame. Marcus reveled in her writhing, in the choking sounds she made as his piss filled her mouth and flowed down her throat. He said it was necessary, to cleanse her of her impurities and make room for his seed.

And indeed, as Tanya choked and gagged, her stomach churning with piss and vomit, Marcus’s cock swelled and hardened to diamond-like rigidity. With a roar of triumph, he slammed his hips forward, pulsing jets of his hot, sticky cum directly into Tanya’s stomach.

Each spurt racked her like a thousand tiny electric shocks, forcing her convulsing body into a final, grotesque orgasm. Marcus continued to milk her throat and stomach, his cum filling her until she thought she would burst. Only when her eyes rolled back and her body went slack did Marcus finally withdraw.

Tanya lay in a reeking, curled heap on the floor, the acrid stench of piss and semen permeating her skin. Her throat, raw from gagging and choking, felt as if it had been scraped with sandpaper. The taste of piss lingered on her tongue, with only slim hope for the future: that next time, she would do better, would please Marcus more completely and avoid such cruel punishment.

Marcus looked down at Tanya’s wrecked form, a small smile of satisfaction playing on his lips. Rising from the chaise, he grabbed his pants, preparing to leave. There was one last humiliation for Tanya, one last display of his authority over her body and will.

“Clean yourself up and ready for more. I’ll want you begaking in my bed at first light, ready for a dick soaking.” With that, he was gone, leaving the stench of piss and the taste of cum as his only companionship. Tanya curled tighter, shuddering and weeping, already praying for the strength to endure what was yet to come.