Page 111 of Tell Me What You Want, Or Leave Me

“I’m naked and willing to play,” he says as he leans back on the bed. “C’mon, undress for me.”

Laughing, I take off my nightgown.

“Close your eyes. Don’t look at the screen and imagine that two other men and I are looking at you. We’re standing around the bed, and we want to possess you, although we want to look at you first. Do you like the idea?”

“Yes.”

He knows I’ll get wet just thinking about it.

“Touch your nipples. We like that. Pinch them for us.”

I pinch myself as he asks, while my imagination flies and flies, and I feel a pleasant and strange pain. Imagining being the focus of three men provokes me. I want them to want me; I want them to play with me. Hearing Eric’s breathing, I open my eyes.

“Touch yourself, Eric. Stroke your cock as if it were me who was doing it.”

He does as I say. I watch. His penis is hard and smooth, just as I like it.

“Are you enjoying how those men are looking at me?”

“Yes.”

“Do you like how I open my legs for them?”

I hear him gasp.

“I love it, baby...Open them a little more and flex them.”

I do, and, excited to hear the noises coming from the screen, I focus on his pleasure.

“Touch yourself. Close your eyes and imagine you’re offering me to one of those men. Do you like the idea?”

“Yes. Yes...”

I take a breath while my blond boy plays.

“He fucks me...And I gasp. He penetrates me while you kiss me; then you bite my lips the way you like, and I moan.”

“Yes, Jude...Go on...Go on.”

“The man lies down on the bed and asks me to get on top of him. He takes my nipples in his mouth and spanks me so I’ll squeeze up against him. Then you spank me too.” We both huff. “Now his fingers play inside me. You put yours inside me too, and I’m yours all over again.”

“Yes, sweetheart...Yes.”

“He brings his fingers out, opens my legs urgently, and rams into me. I scream. You stand behind me, grab me by the waist, and move me...begging me not to stop fucking and not to stop screaming.”

For a while we dedicate ourselves to getting as hot as we can. I use my words to bring him to orgasm. Hearing his gruff groan drives me crazy. I want to kiss him, touch him, but I’m frustrated because I can’t.

“My love, is everything OK?”

Eric moves on the bed and mutters while cleaning himself with a tissue.

“Have you ever done this before?” he asks.

I laugh.

“It’s my first time. I think you’re my first in many things.”

We both laugh and continue our game.

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