Revenge – Part 1.7: The Seeds are Planted

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“Did you enjoy it?” I asked her.

“Yes! Oh my God, it’s just so big and thick. The way it…pulses. Having it in my mouth is so fucking hot. I’m…” she trailed off suddenly.

“You’re what?” I asked.

“I’m dripping wet, right now.”

I already knew this, but it felt good to hear her admit it.

I smiled.

“Jessica, what’s it like when your boyfriend shoots his little load?” I asked.

She smiled again, knowing where I was going with this.

“It’s just…a few weak spurts. Like, a teaspoon’s worth.” she said.

I gently took her jaw.

“Do you want to see what it looks like when a real cock cums?” I asked softly.

“Yes, yes, please. I want to make you cum, I want to see you shoot your load.” she said, nodding vigorously.

I ran my other hand through her hair.

“Then finish me off.” I said, guiding her head back towards my cock.

She went straight to work, trying again to fit as much of my cock in her mouth as possible. She bobbed her head back and forth irregularly, and lightly stroked my balls and shaft with her hands. The sides of my cock were scraping slightly against her teeth. This was my first experience with this, but even then I knew she wasn’t doing a very good job. I was just too big for her to get a real feel for it.

But it still felt incredible, and after just a minute or so I was ready.

“Just your hands, now.” I said.

She quickly backed off my cock and started jerking me hard with both hands, her spit working as lube. She was staring at my cock with an intensity I’d never seen before. Her breath was heavy and her face was flushed.

“Do you want me to cum on you, slut?” I asked.

She didn’t look at me, but started chanting under her breath,

“Yes, yes, cum on me, please, cum, cum on me, yes…”

I grabbed her head for balance and let the feeling overwhelm me. Hot, burning lines of pleasure jolted from the tip of my cock. It was incredible, ten times better that the last time I masturbated. I let out a loud groan of pleasure. The first shot splattered across her face, and a few landed on her tits. Without being told, she shoved my dick back into her mouth, desperately swallowing my cum. She started choking slightly, not used to the amount, but kept at it. I held her head there until I’d finished, then let her go.

She immediately fell back on the bed and started rolling around, clutching her boobs and rubbing her firm nipples. She was rubbing my sperm around on them, moaning and whimpering. She brought her arm up to wipe the sticky fluid from her face, and ran her tongue up across it. Her face was scrunched slightly in displeasure of the taste, but she moaned softly again, and continued grabbing her heavy tits.

I felt light-headed from the force of my orgasm, and she was really confusing me.

“Jessica?” I said.

She sat up and started squeezing her thighs together, still squirming.

“I’ve never felt this good before…please, please let me touch myself…I think…aahh, I think I’m going to cum soon…oh God I’m so wet…”

I was surprised that she obeyed me even now, her hands never once going near her crotch despite how much she obviously wanted it.

She was covered in my cum, begging me to let her touch herself. I took just a few seconds to appreciate the position I was in. My cock, which had begun to wilt slightly, was back at full mast within a few seconds.

I sat down on the bed beside her. I lay down, and she crawled to the other side to make room. I took her gently by the arm and guided her towards my legs. I got her to straddle me, sitting right up against my cock so that it pointed straight up, lying parallel against her stomach.

“Oh my God, you’re still so hard…” she said.

She was still fidgeting, a pleading look in her eyes.

“Come here.” I said.

She leaned forward to obey me, and as she did my cock ran along her stomach. She pushed it back until it was flat against my body, pressed between us. I pushed her up, and guided her until my cock was between her legs, her weight supported by her knees on either side, and her pussy resting gently on the under side of my shaft. She let out a small sigh when she first made contact, started letting out little humming moans with every breath. She was soaking wet. Her pussy juices began literally dripping down the sides of my cock, leaving little trails of moisture.

“Listen to me, Jessica.” I said, “Tonight…I’m not going to fuck you, do you understand me?”

Her expression instantly turned from a lustful haze to disappointment, and panic.

“But…please, I’m so wet, I-”

I tucked my fingers beneath her chin, and put my thumb gently on her lips, silencing her.

“No, not tonight. You haven’t earned it yet.”

She looked like she was going to cry.

“But… you have been a good little slut for me tonight. So I’m going to let you orgasm. Would you like that?”

Her face grew excited again.

“Yes! Yes, please make me cum, please, I’m so wet…”

I pushed upwards with my hips, sliding my thick shaft along the outer lips of her pussy. She turned her head, moaning at the sudden intense feeling.

I moved my body back, and just looked at her.

She took the hint and began to thrust her own hips up and down, sliding her wet pussy along the length of my cock over and over, moaning gently every time she grinded her clit against it.

She started slowly at first, savouring every inch, but soon began to pick up the pace. Within just a minute, she was humping against my cock with a quick and steady rhythm, her eyes closed tight in concentration. Her body was slick with sweat. Her huge tits bounced slightly with every movement.

I realised then that I hadn’t even touched her tits yet. I reached out and grabbed them, hard. She gasped loudly and opened her eyes. They felt good, so soft and heavy, and a little sticky from my cum. Her nipples felt rock hard against my palms. I quickly pinched them both between my thumb and fingers and squeezed.

She let out another loud gasp and closed her eyes, throwing her head back to let out a low, guttural growl. I couldn’t tell if it was in pleasure or pain, but I didn’t care. I squeezed harder for a few seconds, drawing another long moan from between her parted lips, then I let go. Her hands went to straight to her nipples and she began lightly pinching and rubbing them herself.

Her body was shaking more and more now, and it seemed like she was close to orgasm.

“Look at me, Jessica.” I said.

It seemed like she tried, but she was still screwing up her face in pleasure.

“Slut.” I said, grabbing her jaw, “Look at me.”

She did this time, gazing into my eyes.

“Do you want to cum, Jessica?” I asked.

Her voice came out in a shuddering, shaking breath,

“Yesss…please, I think….I think I’m…Oh God, I’m think I’m close…” she moaned.

“Do it…cum for me.”

Her voice caught in her throat, and her hips began to spasm, breaking her rhythm. She lay back slightly against my cock, forcing the girth further between her folds. She never looked away from me. I wanted her to face me, to look me in the eye so she’d always remember her first orgasm, and who gave it to her.

I reached behind her and grabbed her firm ass hard, digging my fingers in deep. She gave a throaty growl as I thrust my hips forward, providing even more stimulation.

Suddenly, with a loud, shaking squeal, she came. Her hips were still jerking back and forth, continuing the stimulation on my cock. She was panting hard, every other breath coming out in a ragged moan. She was still pinching her nipples, harder now, as hard as I had. Her orgasm seemed to last minutes, her eyes never leaving mine the whole time. As she rode the waves of her orgasm to the end, she let out one final moan, and collapsed against my chest, her head on my shoulder.

I held her for a while, my hands still on her ass, just enjoying the feeling of her warm naked body, still shuddering from the power of her orgasm.

We lay like that for a few minutes. Her pussy was still resting against my erect cock, the bottom of which was now completely coated in her juices. Once the little aftershocks that made her body twitch and quiver had completely stopped, she looked up at me.

I moved my hand up to her head, and idly ran my fingers through her hair a few times.

“Oh my God…that was so…so good…,” she sighed.

She closed her eyes and lifted her head, lips parted slightly, as if to kiss me. I held my hand against her collar bone to stop her. She opened her eyes, confused. She seemed disappointed.

“Get out.” I said.

She suddenly looked terrified.

“Wh…why? I mean…”

She looked down at my cock, still erect between her legs.

“Aren’t you… Don’t you want to…fuck me?” she asked.

I sighed again, and pushed her to the side. She rolled off of me, and turned to face me.

I didn’t look at her.

“I already told you, Jessica, I’m not going to fuck you tonight.”

“But…please? Please, I want you to fuck me… I want to feel how…how a real cock-”

I turned sharply to look at her, silencing her. I didn’t want to hear my earlier words repeated back to me.

“No, slut. Not tonight. Get out.”

She bit her lip. She once again looked so desperate. But for once in her God damn life, she didn’t argue.

“OK. I’ll go. Can we do this again? Please?” she said.

“We’ll see…” I said, turning away from her.

I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over me. I lay down with my back to her.

She got up and walked to the other side of the bed, towards the door. She got dressed without her underwear, ignoring my sperm on her body. When she was finished, she turned to me.

“What should I do about…you know, the guy I’ve been…?”

She didn’t seem to want to say “boyfriend”. She hadn’t said his name either, I noticed.

I looked at her, and considered it.

“Jessica, you’re not my girlfriend.” I said.

“I know…”, she said with a smile, “I’m your…slut, right?”

She seemed proud of it.

“Look, I don’t give a fuck what you do with that needle dick, or anyone else for that matter. As long as you keep doing what I say, you can fuck whoever you like.”

I really meant this. I knew I didn’t have to tell her not to fuck anyone else, because I knew it wouldn’t matter. She was really obsessed with my cock by now. I doubted she’d even look at another guy. And being with her boyfriend again would only serve to remind her how big I was in comparison.