It’s embarrassing to write this, but if I’m not honest, what’s the point?
I didn’t open the door. Because I was scared. I was scared I’d make her angry, I was scared I would annoy her. Also, I was scared of him. He seemed so in control, the way he walked in without acknowledging me, their easy manner together.
I can admit it to myself now, but stood there naked outside the room and listening to them, I knew my place.
The sounds from behind the door continued, his groans and the wet sucking sounds. Then a pause, I heard her speak; ‘I missed your cock’ four words like ice in my chest.
‘What about him?’ I heard him chuckle.
‘Ha, I totally forgot. Up to you, shall we make him watch?’ Her words made me stop breathing.
‘Yes, go and get him, let’s have some fun with him’ he sounded casual, amused, like this was no big deal. My heart hammered in my chest.
A moment later the door opened.
Whatever the circumstances, it doesn’t matter. As soon as I see her, my breath catches, time stands still, her curves, her hair, her shape. Her beautiful face, sexy mouth and naughty eyes. Every. Single. Time. She literally takes my breath away.
She opened the door, her lipstick slightly smudged, her eyeliner too, her hair a little ruffled. As ever the ‘slightly amused’ look on her face.
‘Looks like it’s your lucky day, he said you can watch’ the lip bite again.
‘Go and stand in the corner’ I nodded submissively, scared to even look at ‘him’.
I kept my eyes down as I entered the room and walked towards the corner, he was sat back on the sofa , I caught glimpse of his cock, he toyed with his huge prick lazily in his hand. It was big. Very big, obscenely thick. I looked down at my own endowment and blushed.
She sat beside him on the sofa and they both looked at me.
‘Shall we do it? Shall we show him?’ She looked at him grinning with a face full of mischief.
‘Aww I don’t know, seems needlessly cruel’ he shrugged, nonchalant and cool, he seemed unfazed by anything.
‘I think it’ll be fun, besides it’s for his own good’ she snuggled in toward him as she said it, flirtatious to get her own way.
They kissed.
‘Ok sure’ he smiled, she squeed her approval.
She turned to me and the smile vanished, the hardness in her eyes sent a cold shiver through me.
‘Come here’ she pointed at the floor in front of them both, as I approached her he also stood, beside me. My heart sank, I knew what was coming.
She sat on the sofa in front of us both, two hard cocks in front of her.
‘Uh oh, I think he’s figured it out’ he chuckled with smug satisfaction.
She looked up at us both. With her right hand she wrapped it around his very thick cock, while she held my cock on the end of her index finger on her left hand. She looked me in the eye and gave a tight lipped sympathetic smile.
‘Now can you see the difference?’ She whispered to me, not breaking eye contact.
‘Who wins the contest David? Who deserves my pretty mouth?’
Tears stung my eyes. Looking down, his dick didn’t fit in her hand, her fingers didn’t reach all the way around him. He was both longer and thicker than me. In terms of volume he was twice the size of me, the humiliation was unbearable, but it was about to get worse.
‘He’s twice the man you are.’ She always seemed to speak as if she could read my mind.
‘That’s why’ she climbed down on to her knees in front of him.
‘He gets’ she licked him.
‘A blow job’ she stretched her mouth wide around his cock and took him in for a moment.
‘And you’ she tapped the head of my cock.
‘Don’t’ she smirked at my misfortune.
I watched her as she began to give him an enthusiastic sucking, her head bobbing back and forth. She worked his shaft with her hand while she sucked eagerly on his fat cock. He seemed to grow harder, and bigger still. The sight was mesmerising.
‘fuck this feels so good’ he boasted.
She took her mouth off his cock but continued to stroke him while she looked at me.
‘Imagine how good it would feel if I were doing this for you… he’s going to cum in my mouth, release all the pressure, he’s going to feel so satisfied’ they both giggled.
‘I rather like keeping you unfulfilled and desperate, it’s fun’
She returned to the job in hand. Or in this case, in mouth. |
