Neighbor Dad Pisses Down My Throat

The Story of “Neighbor Dad Pisses Down My Throat”

It was a scorching summer day, and I was lounging by the pool, soaking up the sun in my skimpy bikini. My neighbor, a handsome, mature man named Alan, was tending to his lawn. He caught sight of me and gave a friendly wave. I smiled back, admiring his toned physique in those tight shorts.

As the day wore on, Alan approached me with a bottle of cold water. “Thirsty?” he asked, his eyes lingering on my bikini-clad body. I accepted the offering, gratefully gulping it down. As I did, I could feel Alan’s piercing gaze upon me, igniting a flicker of desire within my loins.

I wasn’t aware that Alan had been lusting after me for months, fantasizing about my luscious curves and innocent demeanor. And now, seeing me in such a revealing swimsuit, his baser instincts took over. He couldn’t resist the primal urge to filth me up.

“Hey, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something,” Alan said, his voice low and seductive. “I’ve noticed how you always wear those tiny bikinis around the house. That must get you awfully hot, doesn’t it? Why don’t you come inside and cool off?”

My heart raced as I followed Alan into his air-conditioned home, not fully understanding the situation I was getting into. Once inside, he pulled me close, his hands roaming over my curvy body.

“What are you doing?” I gasped, surprised by his boldness.

“We both know what we want,” he growled, ripping off my bikini top to expose my heaving breasts. “You’re just a dirty little cumslut who needs an older man to defile you.”

I was shocked by his vulgar language but also aroused. I’d never been spoken to this way before. Alan shoved me to the floor and jerked down his shorts, revealing his enormous, rock-hard cock. He forced my head back and spat on my face.

“Open wide, whore,” he commanded.

I obediently parted my lips, and he shoved his thick shaft down my throat. I gagged and sputtered around his girth, drool running down my chin as he face-fucked me roughly.

Alan pulled out and stroked his engorged member, slapping my face with it. “I bet you’ll love drinking Daddy’s piss, you filthy bitch.”

I was mortified but aroused. I’d never considered such depravity, but now, seeing the towering man looming over me, I knew I’d do anything he wanted. He aimed his penis at my open mouth and released a hot stream of piss directly onto my tongue.

I sputtered and gagged at the foul flavor, but Alan held my head in place, forcing me to swallow every last drop. His urine spilled over my cheeks and down my chest, drenching my body. I’d never felt so dirty and humiliated, but I was somehow getting off on it.

“Don’t think we’re done yet, cumslut,” Alan taunted. “Daddy’s gonna piss down your throat until you’re full, then paint your pretty face with his seed.”

He aimed his cock at my mouth again and unleashed another torrential stream. I choked and sputtered as it flooded my mouth and nose, but Alan kept hold of my head, pushing in and in until I felt like I would burst.

By the time he was finished, I was saturated from head to toe in his musky piss. Alan wiped his member on my face, then grabbed my hair and slapped his heavy cock against my cheeks.

“Such a good piss whore,” he growled. “But no slut of mine is really satisfied until she’s filled with cum.”

Tears streamed down my face, but my pussy throbbed with need as Alan stroked his veiny shaft, preparing to mark me with his essence. “I’m going to seed your pretty face like the cumdump you are,” he promised.

Red-faced and reeking of piss, I looked up at him with pleading eyes. His brutal cock slapping my wet cheeks made my heart race. I licked my lips, desperate for his fertile seed.

“Beg me for it,” he demanded. “Beg Daddy for a facial.”

“Please, Daddy,” I whimpered. “Please cum on me. Paint your filthy cum all over my face. I need it so badly.”

“That’s a good whore,” Alan praised. He gave his thick shaft a couple more strokes and then aimed at my tear-stained face. “Open up and let Daddy bless you.”

I parted my lips and closed my eyes as Alan unleashed a hot torrent of semen all over my face, splattering my cheeks and nose. I could feel him painting my face and eyes with his dirty cum. It dripped down my chin and soaked into my piss-drenched hair.

“Take it, you filthy slut,” he growled. “Take Daddy’s load like the poz cumwhore you are.”

Adorned with the coarse jizz, I felt like his perfect fucktoy, his dirty urinal and dumpster to dispose of his cum in. When Alan was finally spent, I looked up at him from mynewly baptized face, absolutely ruined.

He smirked down at me. “Such a good girl,” he said, patting my head. “I knew you’d love Daddy’s piss and cum, you filthy little fuck pig. I’m going to drain my balls in you every single day from now on, as soon as you come home from work. And if you ever tell anyone what a dirty piss slut you are, I’ll punish you harder than you can imagine.”

As Alan yanked his shorts back up, I knew my life would never be the same. Fill me, defile me, and ruin me at his leisure, he now owned me. With my body drenched in piss and my face lustrous with semen, I was his depraved plaything. And I wouldn’t have it any other way…