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“Oh. My. God.” I writhe and squirm at the sounds of his hand, plunging into a very wet cunt, supplied by me, and it makes me try to get away. I’m restless. I’m frustrated. I want to come—I do, but I don’t really know how to do it this way.
“Fuck, I c-c-can’t dooo this,” I cry out, my hips pulling away from him. “Tyson t-told me. He said I was a lousy lay, and that I had no idea how to pleasure a man, even when there wasn’t much to it. He could get hard easily, but then I never knew what to do to keep him that way. I suck at this.” That’s why I was trying to figure out how to perform oral on him. And thusly, became obsessed with a fresh, clean as possible, oral cavity. I didn’t want to give him my germs. There are certain things I didn’t want to share with him.
But fuck . . . With Nick? I want to share everything.
And I don’t even know why.
Tyson wanted me to participate, but I just couldn’t. I’d shut down. I’d get shy. I wasn’t good at dirty talking or stroking his ego, or even loving on his tiny dick for that matter.
But here, Nick’s directing it all. He isn’t asking me to do anything but respond to what he’s doing to me, and I’m almost shutting down.
“Don’t you dare talk about that fucker right now. Just listen to me —you’re mine . I know what you need, and I control your body. No one else can get you off but me. And you’ll come because I’m telling you to, understand?” He bites between my hip bone and my belly button.
“Y-yessss,” I say on a nearly breathless exhale.
“And when I say you’re mine, you believe it.”
I nod, and my lower lip juts out, tears gathering at the corners of my eyes.
“You’re so fucking sexy—I can barely keep from coming all over you.” He moves back up my body and kisses my lips softly. “Covering you with my milky semen. You’d look even better with it all over your tits.”
“Really?” I ask when he ends the kiss, my voice going up an octave. “You want to do that to me? I make you feel out of control?”
He groans. “I’m barely holding on, woman.” He slaps my pussy, and a smile explodes out of me. “Such a dirty slut for me. You like it rough—just like me. Next time I’m bringing my ropes, and I’m definitely recording that shit.”
“If you can find a way to breach my security after I tighten it up,” I quip, suddenly feeling brave.
“Oh, now that’s the kinda nasty talk I need.” He crawls over me until he’s kneeling, straddling me and his tip circles my clit.
His face looms above me while he leans over, still keeping my hands immobile above my head.
I close my eyes and breathe hard, soaking up the sensations of what he’s doing to me.
“Tell me what you’ll do to try to keep me out, Ides,” he purrs.
“I’ll . . .” It’s hard to concentrate on speaking. I lick my lips and blow out. “I’ll make sure your fingerprints are scanned in, so my computer grid knows to look for you.”
He leans over and licks at my neck. I automatically turn it, and realize he’s nibbling where my chip is.
There’s an odd buzzing sensation at that spot, and my head is foggy—floating. I keep my eyes closed as I almost drift away.
“And then . . . ?” he coos.
I take a deep breath and try to clear my head of what he’s doing to my clit. “And then I’ll make sure I also have video footage of you here in my room, so the computer knows to look for your build, your height . . .” I trail off as he deliberately abrades my skin at the same location in my neck where the chip is—he does it with the stubble on his chin.
“And what else? Tell me more—you’ve got me so fucking hard for you and your dirty talk. God, I’m already leaking and about to blow any second.” He sucks at my neck and really hits my clit hard with his dick.
“I . . . Well, I . . . Uhhhhh,” I ramble, sucking in a tight gust of air.
His hand shoves up into my hair, and angles my head as far away from him as
“Oh. My. God.” I writhe and squirm at the sounds of his hand, plunging into a very wet cunt, supplied by me, and it makes me try to get away. I’m restless. I’m frustrated. I want to come—I do, but I don’t really know how to do it this way.
“Fuck, I c-c-can’t dooo this,” I cry out, my hips pulling away from him. “Tyson t-told me. He said I was a lousy lay, and that I had no idea how to pleasure a man, even when there wasn’t much to it. He could get hard easily, but then I never knew what to do to keep him that way. I suck at this.” That’s why I was trying to figure out how to perform oral on him. And thusly, became obsessed with a fresh, clean as possible, oral cavity. I didn’t want to give him my germs. There are certain things I didn’t want to share with him.
But fuck . . . With Nick? I want to share everything.
And I don’t even know why.
Tyson wanted me to participate, but I just couldn’t. I’d shut down. I’d get shy. I wasn’t good at dirty talking or stroking his ego, or even loving on his tiny dick for that matter.
But here, Nick’s directing it all. He isn’t asking me to do anything but respond to what he’s doing to me, and I’m almost shutting down.
“Don’t you dare talk about that fucker right now. Just listen to me —you’re mine . I know what you need, and I control your body. No one else can get you off but me. And you’ll come because I’m telling you to, understand?” He bites between my hip bone and my belly button.
“Y-yessss,” I say on a nearly breathless exhale.
“And when I say you’re mine, you believe it.”
I nod, and my lower lip juts out, tears gathering at the corners of my eyes.
“You’re so fucking sexy—I can barely keep from coming all over you.” He moves back up my body and kisses my lips softly. “Covering you with my milky semen. You’d look even better with it all over your tits.”
“Really?” I ask when he ends the kiss, my voice going up an octave. “You want to do that to me? I make you feel out of control?”
He groans. “I’m barely holding on, woman.” He slaps my pussy, and a smile explodes out of me. “Such a dirty slut for me. You like it rough—just like me. Next time I’m bringing my ropes, and I’m definitely recording that shit.”
“If you can find a way to breach my security after I tighten it up,” I quip, suddenly feeling brave.
“Oh, now that’s the kinda nasty talk I need.” He crawls over me until he’s kneeling, straddling me and his tip circles my clit.
His face looms above me while he leans over, still keeping my hands immobile above my head.
I close my eyes and breathe hard, soaking up the sensations of what he’s doing to me.
“Tell me what you’ll do to try to keep me out, Ides,” he purrs.
“I’ll . . .” It’s hard to concentrate on speaking. I lick my lips and blow out. “I’ll make sure your fingerprints are scanned in, so my computer grid knows to look for you.”
He leans over and licks at my neck. I automatically turn it, and realize he’s nibbling where my chip is.
There’s an odd buzzing sensation at that spot, and my head is foggy—floating. I keep my eyes closed as I almost drift away.
“And then . . . ?” he coos.
I take a deep breath and try to clear my head of what he’s doing to my clit. “And then I’ll make sure I also have video footage of you here in my room, so the computer knows to look for your build, your height . . .” I trail off as he deliberately abrades my skin at the same location in my neck where the chip is—he does it with the stubble on his chin.
“And what else? Tell me more—you’ve got me so fucking hard for you and your dirty talk. God, I’m already leaking and about to blow any second.” He sucks at my neck and really hits my clit hard with his dick.
“I . . . Well, I . . . Uhhhhh,” I ramble, sucking in a tight gust of air.
His hand shoves up into my hair, and angles my head as far away from him as
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