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Chapter Four
“Greg Repays Natasha With A Throat Fucking”
Ch 4
Anyway, Greg had been way more than just a little willing to allow this hot bodied little bitch of a boss of his to bring one of his fondest sexual daydreams out of the shadows of spiritual realm of sexual fantasy, and into the physical realm where her carnal lust could be unleashed, and become a sexual reality.
Then, after having allowed herself the privilege of enjoying the extreme sexual pleasures steaming from the pursuit of her sexual lust, for something like ten or fifteen minutes, while sucking away, rather frantically, on Greg’s fuck stick, Natasha had abruptly pulled her mouth off of his pulsating sex organ, and had quickly grabbed both of Greg’s hands as she had.
Then, as she knelt there, looking up into Greg’s eyes, with the sex crazed look of a true nymphomaniac on her face, and acting like a horny little nymph that was just about to go totally insane with the sexual desire to have a man to service her,
Natasha had began pleading, “Oh God…!”, “Fuck my face.”
Greg was astounded by this turn of events and could barely believe his own sexual good fortune right then, and was wondering if he’d already died, and had gone to heaven.
I mean how often in a mans life time does he find himself, leaning back against his bosses desk for support, with his pants down on the floor around his ankles, while having such a voluptuous woman, not only down on her knees in front of him, and servicing his throbbing cock in ways that he’d only been able to dream of, before today, but a woman who is also pleading, “God My God Greg…!”, while staring up lustfully at him, “God Please Greg…!”, and begging him to, “Fuck My Face…!”
Greg had been way to stunned to even move, right at first, and his lack of action had really seemed to have fired up Natasha’s sexual lust for the throbbing hunk of man meat that was twitching so wildly right in front of her face.
Greg couldn’t help thinking that Natasha was sounding as though she was about to come unglued when she had placed both of his hands on the sides of her face…, then started barking sexual orders at him saying, “Fuck My Face…!”, “Now…!”, “Damned You Greg…!”, “And Give Me A God Damned Hard Throat Fucking…!”
Then just as quickly as the cock hungry little slut had pulled her mouth off of his pulsating man pole, she had once again slurped the rather large, helmet headed, tip of Greg’s throbbing ram rod back in between her cock hungry lips, and had worked just over half of that monster cock of his back into mouth as quickly as she could.
Well, needless to say…, being one horny ass fucker right then himself, and always being on the lookout for any woman who showed even the slightest interest in sexual encounters, of an extreme nature, Greg had been extremely pleased with this sudden turn of events on his new bosses part, and had been way more than happy to follow Natasha’s sexual commands.
Greg had quickly gotten a good, firm, grip on the back of Natasha’s head, wrapping her ponytail around his left hand, so that he could control the back of her head, and had grabbed her by the throat, just beneath her jaw bone with his right hand so that he could control the angle of her face in relation to his thrusting manhood.
Greg was no longer thinking of Natasha as his boss, but was now looking at her as being nothing more than a common slut, and a bitch to be dealt with, sexually, anyway that he wanted to deal with her.
And once he was satisfied with his grip, on what he now had a very strong feeling might well become one of his “Office Sluts” head, Greg had just brazenly jerk Natasha’s face up, and onto his steely hard spear of human flesh saying, “Here Bitch…!” while driving his hips forward with a quick, and brutally hard, thrust at the same time, “Swallow This You Horny Slut…!” instantly impaling Natasha’s beautiful face on his rock hard cock as he drove himself all of the way down into her eagerly waiting throat.
It had taken all of the self control that Greg had to keep from busting out laughing at the totally stupefied look of sexual astonishment that had instantly swept across Natasha’s upturned face when he had nailed her throat.
Natasha’s eyes had instantly bulged out, and gotten really big, when Greg had sank the entire length of his shaft down into her throat. Shit…, those suckers had bugged out so far that they looked as though they might be about ready to pop out of their sockets, and her cheeks had puffed way out at the same time too.
Natasha had instantly grabbed Greg’s hips with both hands, and had that, “Oh my god…” look on her face that said, “what have I done?”
Greg had chuckled as he said, “Oh No You Don’t” staring sadistically down into her pleading eyes while holding her nose pressed firmly against his pubic bone as he asked, “Ain’t this what you wanted?”
All Natasha could do was grunt, “SPLURB…!”, “BLURRPF…!”, “GLURPFP…!” while trying to shove herself back away from him and trying to come up off of her knees at the same time. “Then suck the mother fucker” Greg said shoving down to keep her on her knees.
Greg could tell from the expression on Natasha’s tear stained face, along with the way that her breasts were heaving so hard, and the way that her belly muscles had started to spasm that she was fighting the urge to wretch while trying get his cock back out of her throat.
She probably would have barfed too, had it not been for the fact that Greg had already sheathed the entire length of his throbbing rod so far down into the bitches throat that all she could do was kneel there clawing at his rock hard ass cheeks with tears squirting out of her eyes, and streaming down her puffed out cheeks.
Looking down into Natasha’s, now somewhat panic stricken eyes, Greg had barked, “Don’t start crying now Bitch…” savoring every moment of the lustful feeling of his masculine sexual superiority that he’d gotten from the way that he had caused Natasha’s eyes to bulge out, and from seeing the sudden spray of tears that had squirted from eyes just as soon as he had nailed his cock down into her, tight, little throat.
“Ain’t this what you were just begging for bitch…?” Greg asked. “GLRFP…!”, “SPLRRPFFF…!” Natasha replied, unable to speak with all of Greg’s wildly throbbing sex organ shoved down her throat.
“Then Shut The Fuck Up Bitch…!” Greg commanded gruffly, while chuckling sadistically with a tone of sexual arrogance now obvious in his tone of voice as he added, “And Suck It” rather sadistically, “You Cock Sucking Slut…!” grinding her nose against his pubic bone to make sure that she’d actually taken every last bit of his cock into her throat as he did.
Greg grunted, “God Natasha…” in a fairly subdued tone, “You’re One Fine Cock Gobbling Little Bitch…!” and struggling not to just flat out scream his approval of the way that Natasha had just taken his cock into her esophagus.
Then, just as quick as he’d slammed that meat stick of his down into her eagerly waiting throat, Greg had jerked his throbbing cock completely back out of Natasha’s throat, and out of her mouth, leaving the bitch with her mouth wide open, and gasping sensually for breath in the process.
A rather wicked grin had quickly crossed Greg’s face when he’d seen that Natasha was starting to close her mouth, and he had grunted, “Keep that nasty fucking mouth of yours open whore…!” rather sternly as soon as he had.
Seeing those tears squirting from Natasha’s bulging eyes, just a few seconds earlier, had been one hell of a sexual turn on for Greg. And Natasha’s apparent willingness to accept what he was doing to her had really loosened him up and had put him in a sexually domineering mood.
To say that Greg was in the mood for sex right then would have been an understatement because he hadn’t even given any conscious thought to what he was saying, or doing, when he had rammed his rock hard cock straight back down into that pretty little bitches esophagus again, grunting, “Here Bitch…” chuckling sadistically as he did, “Take This…!”
Greg barked, “Have Some Tube Stake For Lunch…!” while slamming his throbbing cock all the way back into Natasha’s mouth again, instantly driving its rather broad head down deep into her throat, and sinking his shaft all of the way to the fucking hilt saying, “Eat This Bitch…!” in a sexually domineering tone of voice. Then adding “You Filthy Fucking Whore…!” while holding himself in place, keeping his cock shoved all of the way down her throat until Natasha had started getting a little frantic again.
Shit, Greg was one of those men who could really enjoy themselves anytime that they found a woman that was into having extremely rough sex and he had taken Natasha at her word when she had said that she wanted him to fuck her face ‘real hard’, and he was getting just a little sadistic with the brutal way that he was driving that womb buster of his down into the bitches face too.
Needless to say Greg was really getting into giving Natasha’s throat a damned good, hard, fucking, so much so that he was actually to the point that he didn’t even care if she fired him for getting too rough with her right then, and he wasn’t gonna be stopping with this throat job until he had thrown his load.
Anyway, Greg had been enjoying watching the sensual way that Natasha’s eyeballs had been bulging out of their sockets, big time, every time that he would plant his flag pole in her gullet, and the way that tears would squirt from her eyes every time that he would sink his shaft, all of the way to his balls, when he drove his cock down into her throat.
Heck, just the sight of that was giving him a sexual thrill heretofore unknown to him, and all while he was grunting demeaning shit like… “You Asked For This Cock… You Horny Fucking Slut…”, “Eat My Cock… You Nasty Fucking Bitch”, “Now Swallow This Dick Before I Really Drive It Down That Tight Little Throat Of Yours… Hard…!” at her, and most of the time he would be slamming himself back down into her throat without even giving her a chance to catch a breath either.
Greg had started off slamming his tool into Natasha’s throat at a fairly slow pace so that he could savor each thrust right at first. But now he was slowly increasing the tempo of his stroking, and was beginning to deliver each thrust of his cock into her mouth a whole lot more savagely with each subsequent lunge.
Greg had continued ramming the entire length of his cock all of the way down into Natasha’s throat just as hard, and fast as he could, fucking himself down into her face relentlessly, as though he were a man possessed, and in a way that he had only been able to daydream about…, well right up until that very moment anyway.
Greg had been somewhat let down when he had felt his balls beginning to be drawn up into his groin, knowing that an orgasm was mere seconds away.
When he had finally hit and his cock had started to explode Greg had really had to struggle to stifle a scream of sexual ecstasy when his cock had started to jet his, thick, hot, sperm out through its pulsating head, and squirting it down into Natasha’s esophagus when he had started to cum.
Though sexually overjoyed by the events of the moment, Greg was still somewhat disappointed in the fact that he was now spewing his spunk into this beautiful bitches throat after only maybe ten minutes of actually fucking himself down into her face, and reaming Natasha’s throat out, the way that he had been doing, while she had, oh so willingly, allowed him to give her a good hard throat fucking the way that she just had.
Nevertheless, once his wad had began to erupt from deep within his groin he had, more than willingly, spewed the first several jets of his precious ball juice into Natasha’s eagerly waiting mouth before going ahead, and ramming the entire length of his exploding fuck stick back down into this horny little bitches throat once again.
Then he had held himself there, with her nose jammed solidly up against his pubis, while his balls had pumped out at least a half dozen or so more, large, hot, jets of his, thick, slightly salty, sperm, shooting it down deep into this slutty little bitches, ever so eager to please, fucking throat, as well as pumping all of his pent up sexual anxieties, and frustrations of the past two weeks down deep into her throat at the same time.
Amazingly enough the horny little bitch had been able to accept Greg’s entire load of ball juice, and without gagging too hard or barfing either.
Although, having been forced to accept the first few shots of his, hot, gooey, sperm in her mouth had came close to causing her to lose it and power barf his cookies right there on her office floor.
But before that had happened she was having her throat ripped open, again, as Greg sank the exploding head of his tool back down deep into her throat.
That had stopped Natasha from retching and had forced her to take the rest of his cum down deep in her esophagus, thus allowing Greg to spew his thick, gooey, man-seed straight into her belly where none of it was likely to go to waste.
Shit… Natasha had just proven herself, to Greg, to be a pro at taking a mans tool all of the way down her throat, and she had also impressed him with her ability to swallow, and not spew when she had managed to take all of his cocks cream filling without spewing, and hadn’t let even a single drop of his precious essence go to waste.
Anyway, once Greg’s time had finally past he had slowly allowed Natasha to start backing off of his manhood, and begin removing his now, ever so slightly, slackening cock from her throat.
But instead of simply unsheathing his cock from within her throat in a quick and timely manner, Greg had chosen to do it at an agonizingly slow pace, and was taking his sweet easy time, savoring every fraction of a second of the withdrawal of his sword like sex tool from deep within the exquisitely, tight, hot confines of this sluts throat at about a quarter of an inch at a time.
When Greg had finally finished the arduous task of withdrawn himself from the, deep, moist, depths of Natasha’s tight, slender throat, and just as the tip of Greg’s cock had finally parted Natasha’s lips on its was out of her mouth she had been quick to grab it by its still bulging base, and had eagerly licked, and slurped all of the remaining vestiges of his tasty baby making nectar from his sex organ.
Once she was finished cleaning Greg’s tool Natasha had looked up at him, her breasts still heaving slightly from the sensuality of the recent sexual activity, her breathing erratic, and sexually labored, and she was grinning seductively as she said, “that’s a real nice cock you’ve got there Greg.”
As she stood up Natasha asked, “Do you think that’ll hold you till Friday Greg?” pulling his jeans back up and putting his cock back into his pants as she did, then zipped them up while she stood there staring seductively into his eyes.
Greg was still in a deep state of sensual shock over the way that his boss had not only just given him a damned fine “thank you blow-job as a bonus” for his extra work that he had been doing for the past couple of weeks, but then she had demanded that he do her throat as rough as he could.
Greg, not really knowing what to say because of the way that he had so obviously been enjoying what he had been doing to her throat, only moments before, had simply muttered “yes ma’am” while following her to the door as she had slowly walked across the room, twisting that fine little ass of hers rather sensually for his viewing pleasure as she went.
When she had gotten to the door she had stopped, then turn around to face Greg, stepped up to him, and had kissed him lightly on the lips, then said “I hope that you enjoyed your bonus as much as I enjoyed giving it to you Greg” as she unlocked the office door.
Then as she reached for the door knob to open the door Natasha said, “We’ll have to do this again sometime” her voice thick with the sexual lust of a nymph in heat from just having had her throat fucked nice and hard adding, “and soon too… I hope” as she opened the door for Greg.
Then, after looking out the door to make sure that no one was standing close enough to hear what she was saying said, “That is if you think you can handle another session or two just a little more intense than the one we just had…” grinning lustfully as she added, “You Big Dicked Bastard…!” slapping Greg on the ass as he walked through the door.
Greg had remained fairly numb, and slightly bewildered, for the rest of the week, from having had his boss treat him to such a delicious sexual experience, right there in her office, when she had not only given him one of the best head jobs that he had had in a long fucking time, and then had eagerly allowed him to give her one of the roughest throat fuckings that he could remember having put on a bitch in over a year…
but then she had also let him know, in no uncertain terms, that she had liked what she had just gotten, knew what he had to offer, and wouldn’t mind getting some more of it in an even rougher sexual encounter, AND that she was also open to lining up future sexual liaisons with him.
To Be Continued…
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Damn Boo, I went to a chicks blog and left her a thank you note because she had stopped to visit at my blog. Now being the kind soul that I am, I read the post that she had up. In it she had stated several facts, and had asked a question or two.
First off she says that she had made that post so that "only one person in the whole world could not read it", that person being her sister.
Now me with my fucking inquisitive ass, I want to know "How do you do that?" Anyway, if I can read it and dextron5 can read it, doesn't it make sense that her sister will also be able to read it? Just like the rest of the world can read it.
*sniff,sniff,sniff = I smell dead pussy around here* If it doesn't smell right, then it deserves a second look. In other words, I think that
"she was lying all the way through her post".
Hi People, I am adding this to my post so that no one will say that I was unfair, it is the reply that I had left for summer101 on her blog. Oh yeah, you have to look down towards the bottom of her post to see it.
So what, you ask? Well I answered her question and this is the reply that she sent back to me.
hey everyone.
im drinking a chocolate milkshake right now and it tastes so good.
I seriously have something i need to talk about. I need advice too. I dont know how to say it. And thats why i blocked Megan from this site.
Last night, Megan left for New York to visit my aunt, and i was here alone with Ryan. Call me crazy, but he was flirting with me! I didn't know what to do. At first i was just ignoring it, but then i got caught up in the moment- everyone knows what thats like, right? and we started making out! it was awful.. and i wasn't even thinking, this is my sisters fiance. what am i doing? and... i gave him a blow job. I
sound like a whore i know, but he asked me to, and i was not listening to my consience telling me not to. And then he took off my clothes and we were about to have sex! i was so scared because it wasnt voluntary now, he was kind of hurting me. And i was trying to stop him, but eventually i just stopped struggling when he was thrusting thrusting. I was never this way, i would never do this, and i dont know why i did. I guess when we were having sex i thought of Megan. And how i would never tell her, and if he did i would get kicked out. It was a one night hook up, but what makes it worse is that it was with my sisters fiance. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??? i was talking to my friend Rilee, and she said that because i was raped at such a young age, i dont know the difference between right and wrong when it comes to sex. Im not sure i agree with her, but it sounds right. When me and Ryan were together, i thought about not doing it, but i did it anyway- like i couldnt stop myself. I feel like a whore. Not only am i pregnant, but i just had sex last night with my sisters boyfriend. ITs like a jerry springer show. I really need some advice and my psychiatrist. ill update later. *sad and confused* summer.
Hi, Thanks for stopping to visit at my blog today. Hummm? Damn woman, I tend to agree with you, you sound like a whore to me too. Sooo, did his dick taste good?
♥ Wendy
Anyway this *pointing up* is the reply that I had left for her. What do you guys think about here story of true family fidelity there?
Isn't she just the best sister ever? You can tell her how you feel about her plight, if you like. Hell, I guess that she will be on the jerry springer show before long.
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SHIT SUCKING PEOPLE
Hey have you ever replied to something that you read on someones
blog and then have a third person fuck with you because they
didn't like what they saw when they left that blog, and jumped over to
yours to check out your blog? That's kind of fucking stupid, don't
you think?
I have a dumb assed little bitch fucking with me like that. That
fucking slut keeps going back to that other poor souls blog, and
posting replies that she knows will show up in front of my eye
balls for me to read on my blog.
Then she bitches even more because I am polite enough to go to her blog and tell her "thank you for coming to my blog".
Now, I find out that not only is she a stupid fucking slut, with no manners, but that "SHE IS A FUCKING RACIST SLUT AS WELL!!"
Here is what she said, check this out >>
oh yuck your black? ew sorry i stay to my own race!!! and i didnt know that 2 times was all over your blog!! and that was only to check it out and then i saw you added em as a friend...please remove me becaseu your blog totally SUCKS ASS and not to meantion it is illegal.....view mindsay rules if you dotn beleive me
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Chapter Five
Hell, my hand hadn’t been on that cock for more than a few minutes when I found myself slowly beginning to toy with Jeff’s sex tool as my fingers were shyly starting to explore the length of his now semi rigid shaft.
My fingers were slowly beginning to move along it’s entire length, timidly at first, as they gently traced it’s outline back, and forth from the base out to the tip, and then back to its base again.
Then they had began to get just a little more aggressive as they began to squeeze it gently with their tips at different points along it’s length.
All the while my brain had been saying “no”, “don’t do that”, and “leave that thing alone” but my fingers just weren’t listening to a dammed thing that my brain had to say right then.
I hadn’t been looking directly at Jeff’s cock up until then because I had been sitting slightly askew to him, and I had been looking off to one side all this time.
But I had been peaking sideways to see his cock so much that my eyes were starting to hurt so I had shifted my ass, as casually as I could, just enough so that I would be facing Jeff and have a little better view of his tool.
Once I had gotten my ass turned enough that I was more or less facing Jeff I had slowly turned my head so that I could get a better look at that cock of his that I had been feeling up for the past several minutes.
Well, when my eyes finally saw what I had been playing with there I just kind of lost it so to speak, because all of a sudden both of my hands had started refusing to listen to anything that my brain had to say, and they had just started acting as though they had a mind of their own, and were going to do whatever they wanted to do.
It was like they had been set on “remote control” or something and I didn’t have the remote because I had just instinctively reached out with my other hand and grabbed Jeff’s still growing cock with it.
So now I’m sitting there, drooling, with both of my hands wrapped firmly around Jeff’s massive cock and I was starting to stroke it like I knew what I was doing.
Here I have to say that up until that point in my life I had only seen maybe about a half dozen different guys cocks but none of those fuckers had even came anywhere near comparing to this thing that Jeff called a dick.
Shit, most of those cocks that I had seen had been kind of small, so small in fact that I called them jokes. Though I had seen a few of those suckers had been pretty dammed big, and all of those had already fucked me too. But aside from the size issue Jeff’s cock had never been circumcised either and that shit fascinated me.
I had seen a few dicks with all of their foreskin still intact like that before, and that was really intriguing to me because unlike a cock that’s been cut they have something extra to play with.
I was totally engrossed as I sat there playing with all of the skin that was on that thing. I was enjoying the sensual feeling that my fingers were experiencing from feeling that sleeve of cock skin sliding back and forth along his semi hard shaft of meat while I was working it back from the tip of his sex tool all the way down it’s full length to its base. Damned, that shit was amazing to me.
Anyway, while I was sitting there making myself happy and getting better acquainted with Jeff’s fuck tool I had noticed out of the corner of my eye that he seemed to be glancing over towards the bedroom door a lot but I hadn’t paid it much attention at the time.
I’d also seen him shaking his head “No” a couple of times too, but paid it no farther attention as I was engrossed in what I was doing with that steadily stiffening shaft of flesh of his that I was fondling.
I was sitting with my back towards the bedroom door, and wasn’t really paying it that much attention. Jeff was sitting there on the bed next to me, facing the door, kind of looking at it from time to time while he allowed me the privilege of sitting there, and lustfully stroking his now almost completely erect manhood.
And all the while I had, more than willingly, been allowing him to amuse himself by fondling my breasts, and my ass cheek that was next to him, and telling me how fucking fine I was all the while that he was doing it too. Needless to say that all of that sexy sweet talk was swelling my head to the max too.
Then I had notice Jeff looking at the door again, as though he was looking to see who was there and then nod his head “yes.” A few seconds later Tiffany comes bouncing back into the bedroom with a big shit eating grin on her face.
Next Twalla came strutting back in about ten seconds or so after Tiff and they had both sat on the bed with me and Jeff and started giggling, and snickering between themselves.
I couldn’t help but notice the way that Twalla was sitting there on the side of the bed looking at Jeff with a big cheesy grin on her face when she had made a motion towards his cock with her head. I had also noticed the way that Jeff had just smiled back at her as he nodded his head “yes.”
Right about then was when I had kind of realized that they had been signaling each other back and forth for some time now. But I was a whole lot more interested in what I was doing with that huge hunk of manhood that I was holding in my hands than I was in what they had been signaling each other about.
Fuck, as I would later find out I probably should have been a lot more interested in knowing what all of that signaling shit had been about right then too. But who knows, if I had of known then I might have backed out and missed out on this whole sexual experience.
To be continued…
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Wendy Hazza Tight Tush
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Chapter Four
Anyway, Jeff had caught me trying to peek at his cock without getting caught several times, and had grinned at me from the other side of the bed each time that he had. I would blush and look shyly away each time that happened too.
Then a minute later I had noticed when Jeff lean over slightly, and said something to Twalla, and then a few seconds after that Twalla had leaned over to tell Tiff something. I thought that they were just getting close enough to hear each other without having to shout over the music.
Once again I would find out later that that hadn’t actually been the case at all.
Anyway, a couple of minutes later Twalla stands up giving some excuse that she has to go to the kitchen, and just a few seconds after that Tiff gets up to go to the bathroom leaving my horny young ass sitting there alone on the bed with Jeff.
An awkward silence had permeated the room for several long seconds before it was finally broken when Jeff stood up. He just stood there for several gloriously long moments with his massive tool hanging about a foot away from me and right smack in front of my face too.
Damned! I just about died right there too as I went into sensory overload at the sight of that hunk of man meat dangling in front of my face like that. God! I had wanted to reach up and touch that fucker right then too.
I know that Jeff had to see my eyes bug out, and my jaw drop at the sight of his tool hanging there like that when he had stood up too, but he hadn’t been in any kind of a hurry to move it out of my view because he fully understood the sexual effects that all of this shit was having on this naïve little bitch.
I didn’t understand it right then, but when I look back on it now I can see that Jeff was just working me into the mood for some good hard sex, and he was doing it rather expertly I might add.
Anyway, after letting me feast my eyes on his ramrod for almost a minute, maybe a little longer, while he just stood there Jeff turns around and walks across the room to an ice chest that was against the far wall, and I almost faint at the sensual sight of a mans ass working the way that his was as he walked away from me like, kind of strutting like a stud that knew he was going to be mounting a horny little whore pretty soon.
Damned! Jeff’s ass was looking some kinda hot as he walked over to the ice chest and grabs a couple of beers. Then comes back over to the bed with that cock of his swinging from side to side as he walked, sits down next to me, and says “here baby” as he hands one of them to me.
God! I almost fainted right then too, because when Jeff had sat down on the bed his naked leg had brushed softly against mine.
I had taken the beer from Jeff, and was taking a swallow when he just politely drops the palm of his hand on my bare thigh, rubs it sensually, and then gives me a gentle squeeze at the middle of my thigh as he says, “don’t be shy Wendy”, then looks at me smiling, and says “I don’t bite baby”, then added “I might lick a lot”, “but I don’t bite.”
Then before I can say a word about anything that’s just happened Jeff reaches over, picks up my hand, and places it palm down on his now slightly swollen tool.
Man! That fucking shit was fierce! I had been so freaking thrilled when he’d done that that I had almost pissed myself, yet at the same time I was way too fucking embarrassed to even look up at him to say anything. But then I hadn’t pulled my hand away from that dick of his either.
I had just sat there staring down at my hand laying on Jeff’s slightly twitching cock for a minute or two, completely stunned by Jeff’s bold actions, and hadn’t moved a muscle or said anything since Jeff had put my hand on his cock like that either.
Shit! I think I was in a state of shock from just having had my hand placed on such a huge hunk of man meat and was all wrapped up in sexual bliss all at the same time.
Then the sound of his voice had jarred me back to the hear and now when I heard Jeff say “Well baby?” with a questioning tone in his voice.
“Well?” Jeff asked when I hadn’t replied right away, “What’cha think about it Wendy?” Shit! It had been all I could do to just sit there with my mouth gaping wide open while my hand was resting firmly on his cock, feeling as though I was about to have a fricking heart attack, and gasping sensually for breath.
Then after what had seemed like forever Jeff had finally said, “That’s what you wanted to do” then asked, “wasn’t it baby?” Then said “just to feel it” and asked, “right Wendy?”
“Go ahead Wendy” Jeff said, “you can squeeze it girl” chuckling softly as he added “I won’t mind it a bit baby.”
“I don’t think your gonna break it baby” Jeff said, and chuckled as he said “you did want to feel it” and asked “didn’t you Wendy?”
Damned! I was embarrassed to my core right then, so much so that I couldn’t even talk, and I was so fricking hot right then that my ass should have been smoking too.
It was like my brain was telling my hand to get itself off of that dick and pull itself back, but my hand wasn’t hearing any of that shit and it just wouldn’t listen to me, instead it was acting like it had a mind of it’s own.
To be continued…
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