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The light turned yellow so I slowed to a stop. Longest light in the damn county, I run it every time, but tonight it felt right not to. My hands were shaking, my nerves were shot. I wanted to turn around and bullet home. No harm done right? She didn’t get rid of me when she fucked me, so why would she if I didn’t show up? A while back I almost got what I wanted. I want Tara. I want inside her. I want to look into her flawless hazel eyes as I make her cum. Instead she fucked me. I loved every degrading goddamned minute of it. I know she liked it, she came riding me, even though she was the one doing the fucking. This time will be different though, because now I know more about her, I know more about what she wants. Tara is a lesbian, everyone knows it. Everyone knew it but me when I made a pass at her that led to her railing me after the party till sunrise. I would’ve done it again anytime she called on me. She never did. After a few months I learned what everyone else knew, that she went for women. I thought, ‘I’m lucky to have gotten that far.’ Still I wanted more. Around 8pm she called me, knowing I always answered. I went in to work every time she asked. Mostly because I hoped the call was about something else, but I made it a priority not to disappoint her. The light turned green and I drove on. Turning back might make a point but it wouldn’t put me any closer to my goal. I arrived at her driveway at nine, too early for any guarantees. She was at her back door, right leg bent and leaned against it, smoking one of her Marlboro Red 120’s, making eye contact as Karşıyaka escort she exhaled. I clenched my ass tight involuntarily, knowing that I was in for a reaming. Scared or no, it was far too late either way. I got out of the car and approached, lighting my cigarette on the way. So nervous I could barely hold it, she spoke first. “Hey there, little boy, started to think you wouldn’t make it, I’d have to start without you.” “Start what?” I asked, fearing her answer would mean it would be rougher this time. I loved letting Tara inside of me, I loved everything she did with me. I survived it because of how she brought me down. I know my cock is the only one that’s been in her mouth since she was in high school. That reconciled it for me. Now I was fearing the concept of her sharing me, of having to deepthroat someone else to stay in her favor. I thought, ‘if that’s where it’s headed, keep those hazel eyes on your mind. It’ll be okay when you get what’s coming.’ I was wrong. She flicked the cigarette away and motioned for me to follow her. We stepped into her living room, and there was her girlfriend, fingering herself on the couch to a video of Gianna Michaels riding Sara Jay’s face. My jaw dropped, my cock popped against my shorts, and I looked to Tara. She was smiling, watching her girl work herself, then turned to me. “Go on, start jacking. You know you’ve barely been holding back since you saw me smoking outside. Tonight is about her, like last time was about me. You’ll work that fucking pathetic meat stick for her, because bornova escort bayan she gets off on things like you. And while she gets off on things like you she works my pussy better than I do myself. If you cum before we tell you to, just like last time, it will get worse for you. Your work in this is half as bad as last time. Just keep jacking where she can see, without losing that erection or getting off. She loses her momentum if she sees either. And when she loses her momentum I don’t get my rolling multiples from her… You know what you have to do if that happens right?” “Yes, Mistress Tara,” I recited. It had been six months since she heard/demanded it, but I had screamed that out every time I masturbated ever since; I was ready “Ooooh you do follow instructions don’t you? Okay, here’s how this works. I’m going to fuck her, and no matter what position I lay her out in you will make sure she can see you jacking, see you wishing you were one of us. If you can hold your orgasm until we cum on each other, which will take time, she will talk you into it.” Appalled, I asked, “Talk me into what?” “Into cumming on her face… mine too if you behave. Again, you will not be getting inside anything. But you can keep us from fucking you by following these instructions. Pump that pathetic fucking cock where she can see, do not let her lose eye contact with it. And when she’s close she’ll get me close, she’s good at that.”I don’t want to let you cum. I swallowed you last time, and that will be the last time. In that moment, Escort üçyol when she controls both of our orgasms, everything can change.” I couldn’t think about anything but blasting Tara’s face next to her pretty little girlfriend. I froze. Laughing loudly Tara said, “Okay Elise, I think he’s ready.” Elise finally pulled her hand from her pussy and spoke, “Alright, baby. Sit him down, and get to work.” “He can sit his own ass down, and work his own dick. Spread those legs E, let me get my taste.” I sat down across the room, making sure Elise could see me. Tara leaned into a kiss as Elise wrapped her legs around Tara’s body. As they fell into one another I got naked, started working my strained cock. It felt so good to finally wrap my hand around it. Tara kissed and licked her way down Elise’s body, from neck to nipple to belly button. Elise locked her eyes on mine, and I lost it. I started feverishly jerking my cock, squeezing my balls to keep from cumming. I looked to Elise, her eyes were rolled back, Tara’s tongue at work on her. I moved to the end of the wraparound couch they were at each other on. When Elise’s deep blue eyes came round they were half the distance from my throbbing cockhead. Her eyes went wide, she grabbed Tara’s dreads and forced her face in harder, bucking her hips against Tara’s mouth, never looking away from my hand-wrapped cock. I felt my climax building, and squeezed the base of shaft to hold back my cum. My cock swelled from the blood flow and the denial. Elise saw my cock swollen, stationary. Immediately she cried out, both hands pulling Tara’s face out of her pussy. Tara’s tongue still hanging out, both eyes open, Elise’s squirt hit her right eye first. She quickly moved to catch it in her mouth and swallow as much as she could. I was reminded of her taking me down her throat just as I came, swallowing every drop without showing any.
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