Head On (The Head On Trilogy)

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"I don't really have much time. Maybe I could just fuck you? Quickly?"
    "No way," Parkin said firmly. "Tell him he has to do this first."
    "Are you sure?" I asked, feeling a little uncomfortable.
    "Sure about fucking you?" Archer asked.
    "I'm sure," Parkin said, without a trace of doubt or prevarication in his voice.
    "Go on," I said, fixing Archer with a determined stare, trying to hide the fact that I was doubtful myself. I glanced over at the bookcase, unable to stop wondering where Parkin had his little camera hidden.
    "Order him!" Parkin said, raising his voice. For the first time, he sounded a little angry. "Don't think about other things, Belle! Just get that guy to eat your goddamn pussy!"
    "Do it!" I said, watching as Archer stepped a little closer. I reached down and ran a finger against my clitoris, giving myself a brief jolt of pleasure.
    "But -"
    "Now!" I shouted, shocking myself.
    Instantly, Archer dropped to his knees, shuffled forward and put his face close to my crotch. He seemed so hesitant, but finally I felt his tongue reach out and slip between the lips of my vagina.
    "Are you watching?" I whispered.
    "I'm watching," Parkin replied.
    Feeling Archer's tongue slip up toward my clitoris, I let out a low moan while running a hand across my chest. Archer, while desperate to please, wasn't doing anything for me at all; in fact, his fumbles down there were kind of a turn off, and it was painfully clear that the guy didn't know his way around a woman's body. I was still turned on, though, because I knew that Parkin was watching every moment. Wherever his camera was hidden, he could see as I arched my back and ran a hand over my breasts; he could see my legs open; he could hear my heavy, tense breathing. I opened my legs a little wider, hoping to give Parkin a better view, and finally I closed my eyes, hoping to focus on imagining Parkin's perspective. Was he touching himself while he watched?
    "How is he?" Parkin whispered.
    I waited a moment, as I felt Archer's tongue moving in circles around the base of my clitoris. "Not awful," I said quietly.
    "High praise indeed," Parkin replied. "If I told you to cum right now, could you do it?"
    "On command?" I whispered.
    "With a snap of my fingers."
    I let out a gasp. "I don't know."
    "If I told you to cum," he continued, "you'd have no choice. This little runt doesn't know how to please a woman, Belle. He hasn't got a goddamn clue. Give him a hint."
    "What kind of hint?"
    "Are you talking to me?" Archer asked, from between my legs.
    "Tell him to shut up and eat your pussy," Parkin said firmly.
    "Shut up and eat my pussy," I said, with my eyes still closed. I felt Archer's tongue slip back into action, and an electric jolt of pleasure rippled through my body at the thought of Parkin still watching me. "What do you want?" I whispered, feeling a bead of sweat running down my face. "What do you want me to do? Do you want me to cum?"
    "Not yet," Parkin replied. "The guy's paying for a fuck, I guess he should at least get one. Tell him to stop what he's doing and fuck you properly."
    "Fuck me," I said, opening my eyes and looking down at a startled Archer. "Right now. Fuck me."
    "Okay," Archer said, getting to his feet and pulling his trousers down all the way before stepping between my legs and reaching down. Moments later, I felt the tip of his penis slip into my pussy, which Parkin had already made wet.
    "Tell him to fuck you hard," Parkin whispered.
    "Fuck me hard," I said.
    Needing no second invitation, Archer began to thrust into me. There was no real method to his fucking, and if we were alone together, I'd be finding the whole thing completely ineffective. Because of Parkin, however, I felt as if my whole body was alive, dancing with a kind of electric energy. Leaning my head back, I imagined Parkin watching right now, touching himself as his camera focused on my bare, naked body.
    "Run a hand over your breasts," Parkin whispered into my ear. "Touch your

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