Page 36 of Very Bad Things

“I’m just enjoying the sunshine.” She hooks her top and rolls over to her back again.

“You know, Miss Flowers,” I say as I pull a deck chair closer to her and take a seat on the end of it, my elbows resting on my knees. “When I first met you, I thought for sure you were just a sweet, innocent young woman, but the more time I spend with you”—I wag my finger at her—“the more I think there’s something brewing beneath that buttoned-up exterior. Perhaps”—I run my hand slowly over my jaw as I let my eyes take her in—“you just need a little coaxing.”

“Coaxing?” she repeats.

“Mm-hmm. Do you want to play a little game, Daphne?”

“What kind of game?”

“Think of it like Simon Says. I’ll tell you to do something and you do it.”

“That seems a little one-sided.”

“Do you trust me?”

“No,” she says abruptly, making me laugh.

“Good girl,” I say, deciding to call her bluff. “What would you say if I told you to pull your bikini bottoms to the side and pleasure yourself for me while I watched?” Her lips part and I hear a sharp intake of air. “Or do you prefer the other way around? Maybe you want to watch me get off? Leave a nice trail of my cum”—I reach my fingertip out and drag it lightly down between her breasts to her belly—“on your smooth skin?”

I watch as her skin breaks out in goosebumps, the slight shift in her thighs as they squeeze together. “So timid,” I murmur as my fingers dance across her lap and up her thigh. “You know how I know you’re not innocent, Miss Flowers?”

“How?” Her voice is raspy, her fingers curled into her towel the way they were curled against my chest that night I first kissed her.

“The way you kissed me back. That tongue of yours has starred in many of my fantasies. In fact,” I say as I place both of my hands on her knees, gently sliding them down her inner thighs, spreading them apart, “I think you’d know exactly how to suck my cock if I put it to your lips, wouldn’t you?” She doesn’t respond but I can see her throbbing beneath her bathing suit. My hands reach the crease of her inner thighs. I reach my thumbs out, running them along the edge of her swimsuit, a shiver running through her body. “Wouldn’t you?” I repeat the question more sternly.

“Yes.” Her response is almost a moan as I reach for the edge of her swimsuit and pull it to the side.

“Oh, Miss Flowers, that is mouthwatering,” I say as I look down at her pink pussy. “Look at how wet you are.” I slide one finger over her, causing her thighs to try to close.

“Out here? In the open?” she asks, looking around frantically.

“Now what did I just tell you earlier was going to happen on this trip? I told you I planned on stuffing every part of you, didn’t I? Keep your legs open,” I command as I take the same finger and slide it all the way inside her roughly.

“Ohhh…” She grips her towel tighter, her head and shoulders pressing back into the chair, causing her back to arch upward as I pull it out and slide it back in again.

“That’s just one finger, sweetheart.” I feel her walls clench around me as I slide a second one inside her. “Just imagine how full you’d feel with my thick cock inside you.” I can feel her lose control as I pump my fingers in and out of her, her body growing tense as her breath grows rapid.

“Fuck, just listen to how wet you are for me.” I pump my fingers into her, my cock throbbing in my pants as she clenches around my fingers. “Look at me.” Her eyes flutter open and find mine. “Have you touched yourself like this, Daphne, while imagining my cock inside you, filling you, stretching your tight pussy till I come inside you?”

“Yes, oh yes, please don’t stop.”

“Are you begging me to let you come?” I crook my fingers inside her, hitting her G-spot. She tries to respond but it comes out in a groan. Her legs convulse, her moans growing louder until she comes on my fingers.

“That’s right, baby. Soak my fingers so I can taste you.”

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DAPHNE

He pulls his fingers from me, bringing them to his mouth. His lips wrap around them as he licks them clean. “Now,thatis the sweetest pie I’ve ever tasted.”

I still can’t comprehend what just happened. My legs shake as he puts my bottoms back in place.

He’s still in a white Oxford and gray dress pants, a distinct outline of his manhood running down his thigh.

Holy shit, that’s a python.

He must notice my eyes bulging as he reaches down, adjusting himself with a smirk. “You see what you do to me? Now you know what I'm dealing with every time I’m around you.” He reaches his hand out, pressing his thumb over my clit. “I could watch you come all day.” He pulls my bottoms to the side again, looking down at me. “Anyone ever told you that you have a pretty pussy?” I shake my head. “Mmm, seriously, just looking at you makes my mouth water. Can’t wait to see my cock stuffed in you.”

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