I didn’t remember falling asleep, but here I was once again waking up in this imposter of my apartment. It wasn’t the lights this time. Actually, it was pitch black except for the huge screen set up opposite the bed. I was almost certain that wasn’t there earlier. I cautiously started walking around the small space in search of the person that was responsible for the new addition to my quarters.
“Fuck me daddy…” The voice attacked me from all angles. Enveloping and assaulting my ears. “That’s it. Fuck your pussy…”
The enormous screen flashed making the room too bright. An image of myself laughing and giggling. I sat down on the bed when I recognized that night. It was the last time Quinn and I were together. We were at my place after being at the club and she was tickling me. The tickling led to kissing and then…
“You are the best.” It was my voice filling the room with my sexual commentary.
The screen reflected the images that matched the sounds. The acoustics were amazing. I couldn’t help but to notice how our groans bounced off all the walls. As fascinated as I was to see how I looked caught up in a passionate embrace, I certainly didn’t want to see it on a 50in screen, especially since this video wasn’t exactly consentual.
“Spank me harder.” That wasn’t me. It was Jade. The image faded into our first weekend together. She was tied to her bed post. Her freckled covered ass was up in the air. I could see her pussy glistening as she begged.
Suddenly the room was quiet, but the images continued on. I was trapped in a badly directed porn starring myself.
My worst nightmare.
Or at least I thought it was until a vision on the screen took over. One I didn’t remember.
I laid on my back with an unfamiliar woman sitting on my face. Her head was thrown back in pleasure as my hands roamed and stimulated her oversized breasts. A man came a long and stuffed his penis in her mouth. She continued to ride my face and suck him off.
The camera shifted so that my lower body was in view. It was then that I was sick. I ran to the bathroom and wretched. The image stayed stuck in my mind.
A man pulled out of me.
Out of my sacred place.
And came.
Squirting a stream of milky white fluid on my face and the pussy of the woman I was licking.
I was smiling as I lapped it up.
The room went black.
