Doctor Haurvatat Meets Noah & Randi Chapters 1-6

Ashur turns to face Randi. He pushes her back down and holds her in place with one hand. "Open wide again please and say ‘AH’. I am having too much fun to quit face fucking you, infidel girlie. I need, really do need, this blow job. And I want to share my cum with the wife of my new friend over here. Will that be okay with you Noah?”

Noah nods his head yes, and states, “Yes Sir!”

The pocket pussy of a mouth opens. Just as quick as a jackrabbit on the run from the fox, in goes the dark and veiny Dick of Death. Only this time, the Minotaur doesn’t thrust. He allows the mouth and throat to relax to accommodate the engorged intruder. Randi can feel the ridges of the engorged veins of the Minotaur’s dark hard penis pressing against the roof of her mouth.

Then Ashur steps back until it is just his glans that is inserted. Randi starts to rub her tongue all around the head of the oral intruder. She feels the retracted foreskin with her tongue. She then leans her head back and licks at the pre-cum leaking from the piss slit. That gets a reaction. The usual foreskin-covered glans is highly sensitive when aroused. Ashur's moans are soft and low. Randi repeats the action. Ashur wiggles his hips while he thinks about how this feels so fucking nice. Just what this doctor ordered.

Ashur uses one of his hands to pinch and pull on his dark pronounced nipples on his heavily muscled pecs. He pinches hard. Sometimes he will give his nipples a good twist as well. He flexes his pec muscles. He switches back and forth between each nipple, pinching and twisting. Feels so good to do this. When he was a teenager he started playing with his nipples using his momma’s wooden clothes pins. Now they can take a lot of hard play. It is ingrained in his body that this is necessary to reach climax.

He reaches down to Randi’s firm white breasts and her cute soft pink nipples. He can see that they don’t get worked very often. He gives the pink nipples little tugs. Much softer play than what he normally does for himself. If he was in the right position, he would lick those pink nipples and suck on them ever too lightly. Giving little tugs with his teeth.

Randi can tell this guy is getting ready to blow his wad. She wants to pull back her head and point the penis Cyclops’ one-eye downward, away from her pretty face. Semen burns if it gets in the eyes. Semen wasn’t made for that area of the body. Randi starts to worry about the shot of cum. She prefers to let guys cum on her where she can see it. Not cum inside of her, and that includes inside her mouth. But they didn’t negotiate anything before she got on her knees.

The Arab doctor has said something about shooting it down her throat. Randi’s anxiety is starting to kick into high gear and her heart rate picks up. Did the doctor mean what he said, or is it just nasty sex talk? What if he intends to do it? OH, MOTHER FUCKER, NO!

Now Ashur’s cock is now hard and deep in Randi’s throat. Ashur offers his apologies, “Sorry Noah’s wife, my cock is just having such a good time in your mouth. Your mouth is an excellent hostess. I feel most welcome there. But I am getting close to shooting. I will say ‘NOW’ when you need to hold your breath.”

Randi sees no way out of this ending. She gives a worried look over to her husband. He is jerking away on his erect penis. He smiles at her. He thinks she likes the action the way it is playing out. “Go ahead honey, enjoy the stallion’s horse cum!” Noah licks his lips and smacks them.

Randi is sweaty and out of breath. Her white skin is flushed red with the heat of excitement. Her heart is pounding from lust and fear. There is no way she can stand up and bolt. She is pinned down. From his increased moaning, she realizes that Doctor Ashur is building up to climax at any moment now.

Ashur’s chest and back hair is now plastered flat against his skin, wet with his sweat. Sweat drips down from his wet dense underarm hair. The sweat from his broad strong back runs down to the crack of his hairy hard butt. The air in the room is heavy with the musky fragrance of male pheromones. Pheromones from sex and lust and alpha man sweat.

The thrusting slows down, then speeds up. Randi is so unconformable in her kneeling position that she truly wants the man standing before her to finally just shoot his load of cum. Suddenly Ashur pushes inward, getting more cock inside of the pocket pussy mouth. He kind of bends over, and doubles over Randi’s head. Holding Randi’s head secure with both hands, he gives hard quick thrusts into his White slut play partner’s mouth. A slut because she is the wife of another man.

Then Randi hears it loud and clear.

“NOW!”

Randi holds her breath. Then she feels the hot and thick cum just shoot out like a cannon shot. The first shot hits the back of her throat. And the semen keeps coming. Four serious shots of cum into her mouth and throat. Then a few more minor shots. Good thing she is holding her breath. She can taste the salty cream. And yes, it is sweet too. Randi thinks how this is the Arabian spermatozoa frosting. Randi likes the density of it and how it tastes. But there is too much of it. Way too much of it. She is afraid it might back up in her mouth and escape through her nostrils. There is simply too much volume.

When he stops ejaculating, she tries to swallow. Fuck it man there is just so much creamy frosting! It is difficult to swallow with a Minotaur’s cock taking up so much room in her White bitch mouth. The strong aroma of semen is building in her nostrils. She imagines that at least one billion of the hairy Minotaur beast’s sperms are actively swimming around in her mouth and especially underneath her moist warm tongue. The microscope image of her husband’s active sperm swimming back and forth pops into her mind. She realizes this isn’t just a creamy substance. This is real alive sperm swimming around under her tongue, back and forth. The mental picture makes her feel rather sick to her stomach. It doesn’t just seem like frosting anymore.

Doctor Ashur Haurvatat abruptly pulls out.

“Swallow Randi. I will get you some water. It will help to wash my thick Arab jiz down your throat.”

Randi has trouble swallowing the cum and starts to gag. She wants to spit some of the sperm out. She wants to spit all of it out. She starts quickly glancing around for a trash can. Or anything other than the flooring. She is about to panic. She makes a move toward some of the clothing nearby on the floor to use as a spit rag.

“MAKE SURE you don’t SPIT White infidel BITCH! I will give you a HARD paddling with the palm of my hand. Your white butt checks will have black and blue handprints on them for two weeks. I HAD TO spank several other white girls for that misbehavior. And man, can the White girls scream at the top of their mother fucking lungs while they get what they deserved for spitting out my Arabian semen. I hate it when they FUCKING SPIT like a CAMEL! Cunt-pigs! Where did those bitches grow up? It is outwardly disrespectful to me as a MAN! A real insult! Do White men tolerate this spitting out of their man seed? There is no reason for the spitting. Fucking PIGS! Learn some manners bitches!

As he hands the cold water to Randi, he instead offers, “Warmer water will break up the cum better, faster. I could take a piss directly into your mouth; I need piss anyway.” Ashur has pointed the large piss slit of his semi-erect penis towards her. Aimed it directly at Randi’s swollen closed lips. Randi knows that Ashur is correct about his warm ‘water’ being the better option, but she is certain that right now, she would gag and choke for sure. She can’t talk with her mouth so full of Arab sperm, so she shakes her head no. Ashur gently states, “Another time perhaps.” Ashur hands the open water bottle to Randi, who is about to sip the cold water. Then he changes his mind.

He can hear his father’s voice saying, “Don’t let resistance keep you from making good decisions son.” He starts nodding his head yes at the memory his father's words. He takes hold of his swollen dark brown cock and points the piss hole at her closed lips. Ashur smiles and thinks how this will be much better for the infidel slut wife of his new friend. As soon as the warm piss hits Randi’s lips, she parts them. The piss stream is weak at first. As soon as Randi gets a mouth full of piss, she closes her mouth. She swishes his very warm piss around in her mouth. The cum begins to break up in Ashur’s piss and she swallows. It gets washed down into Randi’s empty tummy. Piss keeps coming out of Ashur’s cock and the piss stream gets stronger. Piss is cascading down the front of Rand’s breasts and off of her pink nipples like a waterfall. She opens her mouth for another mouth full. He readily obliges. She swishes again and swallows. So much better. Randi turns her head to the side away from the piss stream and is taking deep breaths.

Still pissing, Ashur directs his piss over to her husband Noah and his five-inch hard cock. “Since you have no respect for it White boy, why should I?” questions Ashur. He releases an evil laugh while he full-on pisses all over Noah’s penis and testicles. He then moves up his chest. Noah opens his mouth wide. Piss starts filling it and he gulps it down and reopens his mouth again. Again, it fills ups and cascades down his torso. He swallows. Then Ashur is pissing on his little white cock again. Noah looks up and sees how the Arabian man is grinning in delight. Ashur is starting to get erect again. This is fun!

Noah, who has been jerking it like crazy, now shoots his wad. What little cum pumps out, is quickly washed away in the Arab piss. Ashur, Noah, and Randi are likely thinking the same thing, that being, there is a White Race metaphor here somewhere. White Race cum washed away in Arabian piss.

Randi is still coughing on the residual Arab sperm in her mouth. She still has the taste of his semen all through her mouth. She is worried she might gag and throw up cum and piss. Doctor Ashur is watching her and knows what the problem is. He offers the cold water bottle to Randi and tells her, “Sip it slowly.”

The water overrides the fresh piss scent and heavy cum smell. Randi starts to relax now that the nausea relents. “Thank you, sir. You were right. I should have trusted you. You are an alpha male.”

Ashur is smiling and nodding his head, “I love the fact that you didn’t whine nor complain like some little cunt. I hate it when bitches want to stop sucking me off, right when I am enjoying myself. They will often ORDER me to eat out their smelly snatch. How selfish can they be? You seem to understand that a man’s build-up should be kept ongoing. And Randi, like I said, that fucking spitting is way out of reason and uncalled-for rudeness. And they act like I am in the wrong. I can’t wrap my head around that thought process. Swallowing my semen is the RESPECT that I deserve.”

Randi feels woozy. She isn’t too sure about what Ashur has said. Maybe the other women wanted to take turns with oral sex? Isn’t trading off typical? She isn’t going to debate it with him. She has no sexual experience with other women. Yikes, did Ashur say, ‘smelly snatch’? Who talks like that? But somehow she knows the statement might have some merit. She has overheard it said too many times, such as in the phrase, “Man get over it. Just go out there this weekend and rub your face in some smelly snatch.”

Ashur reflects, all things considered, this Randi and Noah couple are very cool. He thinks about how he does like them. Just the oral sex play by itself was hot! Of course, he still needs to try out her pussy a few times first. Maybe he could make a submissive cuckold of Noah, it shouldn’t be too difficult. He wonders just how far he could take that castration stuff with Noah. Anyway if it works out, he could eventually breed Randi with his offspring. It is time to get serious about breeding some sons. Yes, maybe he should do just that.