Page 111 of Tell Me What You Want

“Yes ... yes ...”

I move against his hand. I implore Eric to give me what I want as he continues his game and Björn watches.

Suddenly, I feel one of his satiny fingers stop at my anus. He is making circles around it, and just as I realize what he’s doing, he slips inside. For just a few seconds, he moves it while I arch my body so he won’t stop, and then I’m aware that Björn’s penis is up and waving again and has fallen on my face.

My vision becomes foggy, when Eric removes his finger from me; and then the full length of his marvelous penis is inside me in one thrust. I scream. He lies down on top of me, then puts a hand on my head and the other on my ass.

“God, baby ... you’re driving me insane. Is this what you want?”

“Yes.”

He twitches his hips and buries himself farther inside me, to the point that I think his testicles are following him in. I gasp. His enormous, overstimulated cock is much thicker and longer than Björn’s. My flesh parts to receive him, and that makes me whimper and twist in his arms. Eric kisses me, then barrels inside me. Björn grabs my shoulders so that I won’t move.

“Yeah, beautiful ... Go, go ...”

Soon I’m screaming again. I grab Eric by the ass and force him to smash up against me once and again. All the while, Björn’s hard, swollen penis is bobbing above my face. I’m about to tell him to stick it in my mouth, when Eric reads my mind.

“No, look at me.”

I pay attention and feel when Björn lets go of my shoulders and gets off the bed. Eric focuses his impressive eyes on me and slaps me so that it stings as he continues to stab me with his mighty force. His breathing is hard and inconsistent, but what he’s doing is making me convulse with each new assault. He slaps me again. A fire runs up my body, and I gasp ...

“Eric ...”

The excitement inflames me. He slaps me yet again and pushes a finger into my vagina, right next to his penis, and I gasp again. Then he moves his finger, soaked in my juices, directly to my asshole. This time, the invasion is more powerful. His finger is devastating as it comes in and out of my anus and his penis does the same in my vagina. The new sensation leaves me limp.

When everything’s over, Eric drops on top of me. I embrace him, and he buries his face in my neck. We stay like that for a few minutes. Bone weary. Drained. Consumed.

“Get dressed,” he says as he pulls away from me. He orders me around in a flat voice without even looking at me. “We’re leaving.”

Spent from the experience we’ve just had, I nod. I pick up my dress from the side of the bed and slip it on. I sit on the bed and watch him put on his clothes. That’s when I realize we’re alone in the room.

“Where is Björn?”

Eric looks at me and makes a gesture that leaves me cold. “Why do you want to know?”

“For no reason, Eric,” I answer, though I don’t understand his question.

In that instant, I realize he’s upset about something, and I grab his arm. Eric jerks away.

“Why are you angry?”

The fury in his eyes leaves me speechless.

“Why did you want to take his dick in your mouth?”

I’m stunned. I don’t know what to say.

“I don’t know, Eric. It was the heat of the moment.”

When I see that he still refuses to look at me as he buttons his shirt, I go off on him: “Perfect! You bring me here, you make me open my legs for him, and now you come at me with this shit? Fuck, Eric ... I really don’t get it.”

“You agreed. Don’t forget that.”

“Of course, I agreed. I’m playing the game. Your game! I’ve let a complete stranger lick me, suck me, and fuck me because I know it’s something you like, and now, when you see I’ve had a good time and that I let myself surrender to it all, you’re going to hold it against me? You can go fuck yourself!”

I start for the door, aiming to leave immediately, but he grabs me and throws me on the bed.

“You’re right, baby ... you’re right.”

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