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By *taker OP Man
over a year ago
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Thank you, I am so humbled by your comments on the threads, private messages and even friend requests. Here's a quick recap on the past 2 parts...
Part 25
Mrs leans back and says 'I'm off to the toilet with Lisa'. Hands me her drink and disappears. Jenny smiles a triumphant smile, and raises blondies dress above the top of her thong. She then gives me the 'come hither sign' with her finger.
'Fuck off' I mouth back. This seems to annoy her. Again the 'come hither' sign is given, this time with an aggressive point to the selected spot. 'No no, no' I mouth, this time in rhythm to the three shakes of my head.
She takes a stride towards me and slaps me hard around the face. 'What the fuck'. That rocked me, I didn't see that coming. I check the drinks for spillage.
My fly is urgently pulled down, my cock roughly manhandled and pulled out. I have my hands full with the drinks and no where to put them down.
My cock is stretched and I am led like a reluctant dog being pulled by it's lead to the blondes bottom. 'Stay put and do as you're told, or else I'll have a word with her boyfriend' snarls Jenny, pointing out the 6ft 6 gorilla infront of blondie.
My cock is artistically drawn over blondies beautiful bottom. My cock betraying me by getting harder as it's rubbed down the crack over the soft material of the skimpy underwear.
'She'll be back in a minute' laughs Jenny. 'Fuck, she's evil' my head screams, panicking and remembering the mrs only went to the toilet.
Part 26
'Fuck, fuck, fuck' my head screams, urgently searching for a plusable excuse. How could I possibility explain to my mrs that while she went to toilet, I thought it would be a good idea to get my knob out and rub it over this blondes near naked bottom.
'Whoops, I'm sorry darling. I didn't notice my flies were undone, it must've just slipped out !'.
'No, honestly, I didn't realise. Oh, it's hard aswell is it ?'.
'It was your mate jenny, she's been picking on me and tormenting me all evening'. Let's face it this isn't going to end happily for me.
I look down at my cock 'come on mate, at least stop being hard and go soft for me, please'. Not a fucking chance. Jenny is not just drawing patterns with it on blondies perfect orbs, she stroking it, urging it to stay, even getting harder. Holding it, feeling it pulsate.
Jenny looks me in the eyes, she's looking like an nasty Cheshire cat, grinning from ear to ear, clearly enjoying my hopelessness and mental anguish. 'Not much of a cock is it ? No wonder your Mrs was looking forward to coming out with us and playing.' she ridiculed
'What the fuck is that supposed to mean?' The anguish is very clear in my voice.
'Don't worry about that now. Maybe you'll find out later...'
What a fucking bitch. I notice I'm leaking a little pre cum. |
