Just Perfect 2 by Pwny

Her giggles slowly turned into moans as she continued to trace little circles on her clit. I felt the cool air against my dick, sending shivers down my spine making my cock twitch. She brought her hand back to her nipples and let out a squeak of joy. That little squeal of joy just shook me to my core. I couldn’t stand it! Throwing my head back into my pillow with my eyes shut so hard that a crowbar would have a hard time opening them, pulling at my restraints as hard as I could but to no effect. I was trapped; I screamed again and only muffled noises made it passed the sock.

I felt something wet and warm move up my shaft. My eyes shot open seeing her middle and index fingers cover in her pussy juice slide up and back down my shaft before retreating back to her mouth, tasting her juices and technically me on her fingers. She pulled her fingers out of her mouth and returned back into her pussy. Slowly thrusting back and forth in and out of her, and she pulled them out. Thinking see was going to do the same thing I just turned my head to the side and tried to mentally escape

I was in Crystal’s queen sized bed with her cuddling up on me. The both of us were naked. Her parents and older sister weren’t home at all from the night before allowing me to stay the night, and they won’t be home for a good long time. Her warm cotton sheets clung to our bodies under her blanket. She held me as tight as she could just as if I was some teddy bear, probably hoping to never let go. I didn’t want her to let go either.

Even though I had a sock in my mouth I still was able to smile, but it was short lived as I felt Bridgette’s wet fingers drag across my lips. My smile was gone and the happiness that once filled me now vanished. Bridgette leaned forward and licked my lips of her juices. I think she was a little disgusted licking my dirty sock, god knows I didn’t like it any better.

My eyes were full of rage looking right into hers as she brought her hand to my mouth and removed the sock, tracing the outline my lips with her fingers, just really taking in the moment before she took the sock out.

“LET ME GOMMMF!” I screamed at her the first chance I got till she put her hand over my mouth.

“Shhh baby.” She said in her most soothing tone, trying to calm me down but to no effect.

I gave up trying to talk my way out of this whole situation. It was a lose-lose battle for me. The only thing left for me to do was resist as much as the restraints would allow me.

Bridgette slowly brought her hand down releasing my upper lip. Wasting no time, she instantly latched on to it. Kissing it, running hey tongue over it, lightly pulling it with her teeth, basically doing anything she wanted, and everything she could get. I’d be lying to you if I said that what she was doing didn’t feel good, but I wasn’t going to let her know.

Again she moved her hand further down till both my lips were exposed. I closed my lips as hard as I could and turned my head. Not wasting any time, she brought her hands up to the side of my head and held me still, halting my only protest. Her tongue easily pierced through my lips, and just left my shut jaw in her way. I felt her tongue slide along my teeth looking for an opening that I was denying her.

Minutes passed as she fought to get my mouth open. Trying everything she could from making a pathetic whimper all the way to literally trying to rip my mouth open, and she almost did it too.

Out of no where an idea popped into my head. I made the biggest thrust I could with my hips with of my strength. My plan worked I hit her and she fell off the side of the bed. The few seconds of relief was better than anything on god’s green earth.

Unfortunately, my plan worked to well and reminded Bridgette of her goal. She cocked a smile,”Ooh, thanks for reminding me.”

She gave me a peck on the cheek and climbed back on my bed so that she was kneeling between my legs. Placing her hand on my still hard cock and slowly stroking it. Her eyes were glued to the sight.

“Finally your mine.” She whispered to herself.

Bridgette stopped stroking and took a firm hold of me, pointing my cock upwards to the ceiling. Taking her own sweet time to straddle my waist till my cock was right under her…her pussy.

‘Ha-ha nice joke you can let me go now.’ I frantically thought hoping that this was some kind of sick joke that should just end. ‘You got me! Now let me go.’ My thoughts, my hopes seemed to have dropped out of the sky as she started lowering herself down onto me. This was no joke at all. She was really going to go through with it and fuck my drug induced hard on.

The head of my cock reached the entrance of her hot, wet pussy I couldn’t help but give off a shuttered breath at the sensation. Bridgette also too let out some form of a guttural noise when we touched. She went limp for a second and fell the rest of the way down, smacking her hips into mine, and fell on me. It must have been too much, her grunt morphed into a silent scream as her head rested on my sternum.

Not wasting anytime time Bridgette shakily put her arms under her self to sit up and look at me. The drunken smile she wore, hidden behind the strands of her long
brunette hair. I was trying my best not to show any emotion, I wouldn’t give her any sign of how good it felt and let her know that she had won.

She started to slowly grind herself back and forth, just relishing the moment. The agonizing slow pace made it hard to keep my straight face. My face twitched a little, but that was all that she was getting.

After a while she picked her hips up off me and dropped them back down getting the deep thrusts she desperately wanted. She repeated this, coming up until I was almost free from her confines and then literally falling back down. No man could hide the pleasure from what she was doing. Her thrusts broke my stone face, and had me groaning till there was no breath left in me.

Bridgette fell on me again, breathless, breathing in short burst into my ear, “Uhhh, you feel so good inside me! You were made just for me.” as she continued to rock back and forth with her hips. I kept grunting as she would give a little sharp thrust with her hips every now and then. The slow pace was killing me.

Finally, the gods gave me a break, showing me that it was almost over. She started to quicken her pace. Her moans seemed to be getting louder with each thrust. It felt so good that it was taking every fiber of my being to hold me back from meeting her thrust with my own. Her pace constantly change from a near blur of her hips to a slow painful speed were she would grinded her self at the base of my cock. I couldn’t help it, the bitch was killing me. The constant change of pace was getting me close. She kept it up until she stopped. Her eyes closed, her jaw tensed up. After a couple of seconds of silence her screams of pleasure broke into the air, and her pussy just went insane. I could feel all her muscles contract then loosen there hold only to contract again. I couldn’t believe I just made my cousin cum.

Bridgette took firm hold of my chest with her hands to keep herself steady as she road through her orgasm. Her slow gentle movements along with her still shuddering cunt were slowly brought me to the edge.

Her face lit up as if she had an epiphany. “You know…” she paused bringing a smile to her lips, “now it’s your turn.”

I was stunned to say the least. “No no no no no no no no nomffff.” She cut me off by slamming her lips into mine. I started screaming into her mouth but it only made her kiss me harder. I felt her tongue on mine; I remembered how good it felt when Crystal and I passionately kissed for hours on end, but that was heaven and this was hell.

Fuck! I was cumming. She slammed her hips onto me trying to milk me. There was nothing I could do to stop it, no thought, no action, nothing.

Her body went into its motions again; enticing me completely with no mercy. My instincts took over, I tried to thrust my hips like a maniac, I returned her kiss, and finally blew into her. It must have been one of the best orgasms I ever had. I felt like I had no energy left, and I just drained myself into her. I turned my head so I could look at Bridgett, but I passed out before I could. The last thing I heard was her moaning from my last spurt.

“Sleep tight, my love.” I woke up around an hour later, still naked, untied, and confused.

Did this really happen? Feeling down at my wet crotch to examine myself and to my horror, it happened. I pulled the covers up and curled up into a ball. My head was boggled I wanted to hide, but I also want to fight. I didn’t know what to do.

I picked my cell phone up to check the time. It was later than I thought. When I got home from dropping Crystal off it was around six. As I went to set it down I got a call.

“Hello?”

“Baby are you alright?” it was Crystal, she sounded scared.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? I called you like 5 times.”

“Yeah, I’m sure. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

“So, what’s the deal with Bridgette?”

“Well…umm…I still don’t know yet. It’ll probably be some blackmail bullshit. You know how she is.”

“True, she can be quite the bitch.”

“Hey! At least you’re not related to her.” forcing a chuckle,” Well I got to go I’ll call you later. Love you” I rushed the call trying to end it just incase Bridgette decided to pay a visit.

“Ok, bye. Love you too.”

I felt like shit for lying to her, and pretty much telling her to fuck off on the phone made me feel oh so much better. Then considering Bridgette and all, it made suicide seem like fun.

Whatever! I needed to get out of here. I grabbed a shirt and some shorts and headed out. Just as the front door was closing I heard some objection to me leaving from Bridgette, but I couldn’t care less of her right now.