Page 75 of Perverted Fantasies

“So what?” I said. “Are you married to her yet?”

“No, but—”

“But nothing,” I said. “It’s just a little harmless fun.”

“I don’t know . . .” he said again. But again his tone wasn’t convincing at all. And he’d stopped trying to squirm away.

“Come on,” I said, looking up at him from behind his cock. “Don’t be so selfish. You have such a beautiful cock. It’s not fair that Tina should get it all to herself.”

He didn’t have any comeback so I figured he was over it.

“That’s better,” I said. “Now sit back and let me do my thing. I’m pretty good at it, you know.”

“Yeah, I can tell,” he said.

I took that as my cue to continue, so I did.

I undid his belt and pulled his pants and boxers down until they were around his ankles, then popped his cock back into my mouth, taking it halfway down a couple of times to get myself warmed up, then took the whole thing in my mouth.

His cock was huge, bigger than anyone I’d ever deepthroated before, but I eventually got it all the way down. The tip pressed up against the back of my throat and the shaft filled me entirely, choking off my breath.

He muttered a wordless grunt as I held his cock deep in my throat for four, five, six seconds before pulling off with a gasp and a deep intake of breath.

“Goddammit,” he said, his voice soft and amazed.

“You like that?” I said, looking up at him, tears leaking out of my eyes, jerking him off the whole time I was talking to him. “You like it when I deepthroat that huge cock of yours?”

He nodded.

“Tina can’t do that to your cock, can she?”

He shook his head.

“I can do a whole lot of things Tina can’t do,” I said, “Or won’t do.”

“Like what?” he said, his reluctance completely gone now, having been taken over by the animalistic needs of his inner self.

“Like things you shouldn’t talk about,” I said. “But of course, with you being Tina’s boyfriend and all . . .”

“Oh yeah, Tina,” he said as though he’d forgotten all about her.

And he probably had. I tend to have that effect on men. Especially when I had their cock in my mouth.

But Spencer was different than most of them. He actual

ly started to shrink away as though he wanted to stop right in the middle of our little tryst.

“Oh no you don’t,” I said. “I’m not done with you yet.”

I stood up and turned around so my ass was facing him. Then I bent over at the waist, keeping my legs perfectly straight, and wiggled out of my panties, sliding them off slowly, revealing my tight, tiny little ass one inch at a time.

Once my entire ass was free, I stepped out of my panties and slipped my shirt off, leaving me completely naked, just like him.

With my ass still facing him, I dropped down to my hands and knees. Then I reached around with my right hand and started rubbing my pussy. I looked over my shoulder at him and saw that he had his cock in his hand and was jerking himself off. “Do you like my pussy?” I asked.

He nodded.

“Do you want to fuck it?” I asked.

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