Page 2 of Watching You
Quickly, I type her name into my social media app. My breath catches when I see her beautiful face shimmering back at me. There she is, my little sunflower, radiant and alive, her delicate blonde hair cascading down her bare shoulders, framed by the dazzling sunlight. She’s beside my sister, yet the image pulls me deeper into my possessive thoughts as I notice her in a skimpy swimsuit, those luscious curves effortlessly commanding attention.
What the fuck?Other people shouldn’t see her like this. The overwhelming surge of jealousy floods through me like a tidal wave, demanding I storm into my sister’s room to force Blair to delete all these sexy photos and send them directly to me instead.
Immediately, I slam my phone down on the counter, the weight of my thoughts almost too heavy to bear. My heart pounds in my chest as I raise the fabric of Blair’s panties to my nose again, the sweet scent evoking a primal need within me. My cock hardens painfully in my pants, desperation clawing at my insides. I need relief; it is suffocating. Clutching the silk tightly, I quickly shed my pants, the cool air hitting my skin only further igniting the fire burning inside me. A groan escapes my lips as the image of Blair on her knees dances in my mind, flickering like a flame in the dark.
“Open up, sunflower,” I utter, a mix of command and desire pooling in my voice. I grab her hair tightly, tilting her head back, a gesture of both possession and adoration. An exquisite shiver runs through her as my intentions become clear. She gasps as I bring myself closer, my length hovering tantalizingly above her open mouth, an invitation I find difficult to resist.
“You’re pierced,” she breathes, her voice soft and tremulous. The sight of her wide, innocent eyes, filled with disbelief and interest, sends a shiver down my spine.
“I am. Make sure your pretty lips and tight little throat are wrapped around my cock and suck me like it’s all you want to do, because right now, that’s the only thing you can do. Take it like a good girl, and I’ll reward you.” A chuckle escapes my lips, dark and lust-filled, as I relish in the captivating tension binding us together.
A flash of hesitation dances behind her eyes, but with eager obedience, she leans forward. The warmth of her breath envelops me as her mouth opens, inviting me.
“Mmm, yes, just like that. Suck on my piercing,” I order, the teasing lilt in my voice coaxing her deeper into my desires.
“Yes, sir.” The word falls from her lips like sweet honey, sending my world tilting on its axis. Who would’ve thought that such a simple title could ignite such fire within me? I have no doubts—Blair is mine. Maybe she always has been from the moment I first laid eyes on her all those years ago.
Her mouth wraps around my cock, and an intoxicating sensation surges through me as her tongue flicks over the cool metal piercing. I groan, an animalistic sound born of pure craving.
“You’re the sexiest, most innocent, and most delicious little virgin I’ve ever had. You’re mine, sunflower.” With each movement of her mouth, she proves the truth of my claim, her innocence mixing beautifully with her burgeoning sexuality.
“Fuck, Blair. Your hot mouth feels so good. Take me all the way, baby.” Her doe-like eyes look up at me, unwavering, as she takes me deeper. There is a struggle on her face, a beautiful conflict, as tears begin to brim in the corners of her eyes. I can’t help but thrust harder, indulging in her soft warmth as I press against the back of her throat. Seeing the outline of my fat cock under her jaw has me pounding into her warmth with a new sense of urgency. Tears mix with her mascaraand stream down her reddened cheeks. She clenches her thighs together, trying to relieve the ache in her pussy.
“Does my girl need to come?” I tease, relishing in the whimper that escapes her trembling lips. An insatiable need surges in me, and in a flash, I rip at the strap of her small tank top, exposing her ripe, full breasts. The skin beneath my fingers is soft and warm, and I can’t resist the impulse to knead them roughly.
“Your body is perfection,” I murmur, my fingers expertly twisting her nipples, delighting in the way she moans around my cock, her body arching and rocking in tune with my urgent thrusts. I know that I won’t last much longer, the heat pooling low in my belly, but I want more.
“I want to fuck your sweet little virgin cunt, I want to fill you with my seed, Blair.” My hand grips her chin firmly, guiding her gaze to meet mine. The hunger in her eyes is undeniable, and she opens her mouth again, eager to taste every part of me. I rub the wetness of her saliva and my pre-cum over her puffy lips, painting her as mine.
“Do you want that, sunflower? Do you want to be my girl? You want me to take your virginity, own every part of you?”
“Please,” she whimpers, her voice barely above a breath.
“I’m going to ruin your pussy. It will never forget theshape of my cock, Blair. But not tonight.” I slam my cock back into her mouth, suppressing her gasp as she moans helplessly. The valley of pleasure between my aching desire and her sweet submission feels like an eternal dream.
I relish in her struggle as she moves her hand down her stomach and into her panties, seeking relief from the ache.
“Nu uh,” I tsk, my voice low and heavy with authority. “Only I can soothe that ache between your thighs.” She lets out a low whine as her body moves in time with my urgent thrusts. The way she responds only stokes my desire, igniting a fire that courses through me.
“Whose mouth is this?” I demand, pulling out just long enough to allow her to gasp for air, a moment too brief as her breath intertwines with my need.
“Y-yours,” she stutters, her innocence sparking a primal instinct within me.
“You’re such a good little toy. Drink me down. Take everything I give you, my dirty little girl,” I growl, as her compliance drives me to the edge of sanity, pleasure coursing through me, threatening to consume us both. With a final, powerful thrust, I erupt, surrendering to the release that washes over me like raging tides. I watch her struggle to swallow every drop, the sheer sight of it igniting an unquenchable fire in my core, a visceral reminder of her submission and my dominance.
I love seeing her tears. I want to taste them, to taste her submission. I’m addicted to it.
I come in her black lace panties, eliciting the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had. The visual of Blair on her knees felt so real and visceral that it had me coming so hard I’m seeing stars. I wrap the silk around my sensitive crown,coating it with my seed. Pure satisfaction radiates through me at the sight.
This little obsession is completely irrational, and yet, I’m becoming completely infatuated with my sister’s best friend, and I know this is only the beginning.
It’s not a crush. It’s not even lust—not really. It’s a hunger that’s been waiting in the dark for years, and now that I’ve tasted the edge of it, there’s no going back.
Every breath she takes, I want to own.
Every step she counts, I want to interrupt.
Every rule she clings to, I want to break until she can’t remember who she was before me.
