Carnal Immortal-Chapter 412: To John’s House
John’s ears perk up as he hears Amon’s words. His heart starts racing in anticipation as he is about to see the face of this whore who is currently choking herself on Amon’s cock.
He sees Amon’s hand grip the back of the girl’s head by a handful of hair and is about to lift it. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
John’s jaw clenches tightly in anticipation while his grip around his steering wheel tightens as well.
Amon finally lifts Skyla’s head up and shows her depraved face to John.
John’s eyes widen before immediately fixating on Skyla’s slutty face. Her glassy eyes that’re drowning in lust and her mouth that’s covered in a mixture of saliva and cum.
John couldn’t imagine a more slutty face than the one before his eyes right now, and she looks young. Just the right age for him to find Skyla immensely attractive.
But the real question is, is her age similar to how she looks, or is she older, because there are women out there who look way younger than they are, and unlike him, Amon doesn’t have a specific age fetish. He fucks any objectively beautiful woman.
"Isn’t she beautiful?" Amon asks, looking at John. John locks eyes with Amon and nods his head.
Amon smiles. "I knew you would like her... Why wouldn’t you? She is 20 years old and is one of my favorite students," Amon says with a big grin on his face.
John gulps down, hearing Amon’s words. A 20-year-old student, who currently has the face of a slut, is sucking another man. Everything about Skyla makes him extremely horny.
His dick is so hard right now that it hurts as it’s pressing hard against his pants.
"Now, now, don’t cum in your pants yet. I am sure you would love to see more. So why don’t you drive back home, and I follow you there? I am sure Linda will also be very happy to see me," Amon says, grinning.
John’s heartbeat starts racing faster than it ever has. He wants to see more of Skyla, and he would do anything to see Amon do more things to her.
He doesn’t just have a specific age fetish; he also has a cuck fetish. Just thinking about seeing Amon fuck this 20-year-old slut right before his eyes is about to make him cum in his pants.
But John controls himself. He nods his head, agreeing to Amon’s suggestion, and begins driving as the lights turn green.
Amon smirks as he watches John’s car drive ahead very fast. He shoves Skyla back down on his cock so that she can resume choking on his cock while he follows John back to his house.
John’s foot is lead on the accelerator the whole way home. Every red light feels like a personal insult. He runs two of them without thinking, the image of Skyla’s glossy, ruined mouth looping behind his eyes like a broken reel.
Twenty. Such a ripe age. She has five more years. Five more years for John to look at her with his depraved gaze and think about her in all sexual manners.
Because after five years, the woman who is sucking on Amon’s cock is going to lose all her charm in his eyes, even if she turns out to be even more beautiful than she is now.
On his way back home, every red light feels like an insult directed towards him. He feels anger and frustration every time he has to stop. His fingers tap on the steering wheel rapidly while he continues to check his rear view mirror to see Amon’s car.
He just wants to make sure he didn’t lose Amon behind.
His lips feel dry every minute or so, and he is forced to lick them to wet them. His legs shake with anticipation as every red light passed means one traffic light less before reaching home.
Amon, who is sitting in his car, watches as John rushes past one car after the other to get home as quickly as possible, while Skyla continues to suck on his cock as if it’s the last time she is ever going to taste it.
The sound of her choking and gagging on his cock sounds like music to his ears. It doesn’t take long before Amon feels the release coming, and when it’s there, he puts his hand on the back of Skyla’s head and keeps her down.
His cock pressed hard against her tight little throat, and he started pumping his semen down her throat while Skyla happily took it all with teary eyes.
Done cumming, he lets Skyla continue licking and sucking his cock to clean it, and she does a very good job.
Amon has to grab her hair and pulls her away from his cock to make her stop; if not, she would continue sucking his cock all day if he lets her.
The girl is an addict of his cock, just like every other woman Amon has in his collection.
Skyla feels sad as she is forced to sit back on the passenger seat and no longer has Amon’s cock in her mouth.
She licks her lips and looks at Amon with lust-filled, devoted eyes before turning her head upfront to see John’s car continue to fly past the traffic.
"Who is that man?" Skyla asks.
"His name is John, a good friend of mine," Amon says, smirking.
"Are you taking me to his house?" Skyla asks.
"Yes, I am going to fuck you silly right on top of John’s bed," Amon says.
Skyla shivers with excitement at hearing Amon. "What about him? Is he going to touch me as well?" Skyla asks, sounding a little disgusted.
"Why do you want him to touch you?" Amon asks.
"Ew, fuck no. I don’t want any man to touch me other than you, sir~" She says.
Amon laughs out loud. "Don’t worry, I won’t let any man touch you either. You are my personal fuck toy. Your existence is only for my use," Amon says.
Skyla shivers in excitement again, hearing Amon’s words. To her, his vulgar words sound like the most romantic poem in the world, because Amon’s words claim her as his own. Something only he will use.
To her, there is no better gift than this. To dedicate her mind, body, and soul to Amon and Amon alone.
Her eyes reflect the fanatic devotion she has for Amon as he continues to follow John back to his house.
"Then why his house?" Skyla asks as she begins to get curious as to why Amon’s taking her to John’s house if he is not going to do anything.
Amon smirks and looks at Skyla.
"Because he is a depraved man. He likes to watch young girls get rough fucked by other men. As a good friend, it’s my duty to help him deal with his twisted fetish," Amon says.
Skyla blushes hearing Amon’s words.
She begins imagining herself inside a stranger’s house, on a stranger’s bed, getting fucked really hard and rough by Amon while a stranger watches her, touching himself to the sight of her getting fucked.
Her pussy starts leaking again as the mental images of her imagination leave her craving it.
By the time he pulls into the driveway, his shirt is damp under the arms, and his cock is leaking a wet spot through his boxers. He doesn’t bother hiding it. There’s no point anymore.
He rushes to the front door to unlock it when Amon’s car rolls in behind him, slow and deliberate, headlights cutting across the manicured lawn like searchlights. The engine dies. A door opens.
Skyla steps out first, legs shaky on platform boots, tiny pleated skirt riding high enough to flash the bottom curve of her ass with every wobble. Amon follows, one possessive hand low on her back, guiding her up the walk the way a lion steers a cub by the scruff.
John stands frozen in the doorway.
Amon stops two feet away, close enough that John can smell the sex on both of them.
His eyes land on Skyla; her face is flushed, while her legs seem to be shivering with excitement, just like his.
He checks her out. Her beautiful face, big, round breasts, a small waist, wide hips, thick thighs, and long legs. She couldn’t be any hotter.
And as Skyla looks up to meet his lustful gaze, he feels a strong pang in his chest while the wet spot between his pants grows in size.
"Hope Linda’s in a good mood. Well, even if she isn’t. It’s going to change once she sees me," Amon says, grinning.
He looks at John and sees the way he is looking at Skyla, so he decides to tease him some more.
He nudges Skyla forward. She stumbles one step, then looks up at John through clumped lashes, cheeks flushed crimson.
"Hi, Mr. John," she whispers, voice raw. "Professor Amon said... said you like to watch."
The words hit him like a slap and a caress at the same time.
John’s mouth opens, but nothing comes out.
Amon smirks, seeing John become speechless by Skyla’s words. He looks at Skyla with a proud gaze, seeing her act like an innocent slut, when she is far from being innocent.
Looks like she wants to have fun at John’s expense as much as he does. Amon smiles, glad with his decision. He couldn’t have brought a better slut along with him. Well, there’s Raily, but she’s busy with Rea right now.
Amon steps up and grabs Skyla’s waist from behind and looks at John.
"Isn’t she just the perfect slut?" Amon asks, looking at John as his one hand makes its way down her skirt while the other goes up to her neck.
