Chapter 19.1: Side Story
Gwen's eyes sparkled with mischief as a wicked idea formed in her mind. She reached out and grabbed Ethan's hand, tugging him towards the bathroom.
"Come on, baby. Let's take care of your problem in here," she purred, closing the door behind them.
Ethan raised an eyebrow, but followed willingly enough. "Oh? And how do you plan to take care of it, exactly?"
Gwen smirked, turning to face him and slowly sinking to her knees. "I thought I'd start by wrapping my lips around this big, hard cock of yours," she said, reaching out to palm him through his pants.
Ethan groaned, his hips jerking forward into her touch. "Fuck, Gwen," he growled. "You're going to be the death of me."
"Mmm, not yet," she purred, deftly unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. "But maybe after I deepthroat this cock, you'll feel like dying from pleasure."
With that, she pulled his pants and boxers down, freeing his erection. It sprang out, thick and hard and leaking at the tip. Gwen licked her lips, her eyes darkening with desire.
She wrapped one hand around the base, stroking him slowly as she leaned in to press a kiss to the head. Ethan hissed in pleasure, tangling his fingers in her golden hair.
"Gwen," he panted, watching her through hooded eyes. "You're such a naughty girl. So eager to choke on my cock."
Gwen just smirked up at him, maintaining eye contact as she parted her lips and took him into her mouth. Ethan groaned at the sensation of her hot, wet mouth enveloping him, his hips twitching with the need to thrust forward.
But he held back, letting Gwen set the pace as she slowly took more of him into her throat. She relaxed her jaw and breathed through her nose, swallowing around him until her nose was pressed against his pelvis.
"Holy fuck, Gwen," Ethan gasped, staring down at her in awe. "You're taking me so deep. Such a good little cocksucker."
Gwen hummed in agreement, the vibrations shooting straight to his balls. She started bobbing her head, fucking her face on his cock as spit dribbled down her chin.
The sight of her was so erotic that Ethan couldn't hold back any longer. He gripped her hair tightly and started fucking her throat, his balls slapping against her chin with each thrust.
"Fuck yes," he panted, his eyes squeezed shut in bliss. "Just like that, baby. Take my cock like the good little slut you are."
Gwen moaned around him, the sound muffled by his thickness in her throat. She loved being used like this, loved being nothing more than a warm hole for Ethan to fuck. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard, her tongue swirling around him as he pistoned in and out of her mouth.
Ethan could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as he chased his release. "Gonna cum," he warned, his grip on her hair tightening. "Gonna fill this throat with my hot load. Swallow it all like a good girl."
Gwen nodded as much as she could, her eyes watering as he used her mouth roughly. She wanted it, wanted to taste him on her tongue and feel his seed sliding down her throat.
With a hoarse shout, Ethan slammed deep and started coming, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her. Gwen swallowed it all down greedily, milking him for every last drop as he shuddered above her.
Finally spent, Ethan pulled out of her mouth, his softening cock slipping from between her swollen lips. Gwen sat back on her heels, panting harshly as she licked her lips.
"That was incredible," she murmured, a satisfied smile on her face. "I love making you cum with my mouth."
Ethan grinned down at her, helping her to her feet and pulling her into a deep kiss. "Mmm, I love cumming in your mouth too, baby. You're such a talented little cocksucker."
Gwen giggled, nuzzling into his chest. "Only for you, baby. Now let's go get cleaned up before my mom wonders where we are."
The next morning, Jenny looked at Gwen with concern as she sat down at the breakfast table with a sore throat. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Are you not feeling well?"
Gwen smiled sheepishly. "I'm okay, Mom." she said. "After drinking Ethan's medicinal food. It was so hot and sexy."
Jenny nearly choked on her coffee, her eyes widening in shock. "Gwen! Language!"
Gwen just winked at her, a mischievous glint in her eye. Jenny shook her head in exasperation, but there was a hint of pride in her voice as she turned to George.
"Looks like Ethan is taking good care of our girl," she said, a kind smile on her lips. "She's glowing like she hasn't in years."
George chuckled, ruffling Gwen's hair affectionately. "That he is. That he is."