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ItalianoIt happened one night
Del 8: The Reveal
| I stood before him, my hands trembling as I unbuttoned his pants, my eyes locked on his. The room was thick with tension, the air heavy with anticipation. I could feel the weight of her gaze on my back, her presence a tangible force, urging me on. As I pulled down his zipper, his breath hitched, and I could see the rise and fall of his chest, his body taut with a mix of embarrassment and desire. I reached in, my fingers brushing against the soft fabric of his underwear, and I felt him twitch beneath my touch. I pulled down his underwear, revealing his cock, and I gasped. It was massive, long and thick, more than I could have imagined. My hand couldn't even reach around it; I had to use both hands to get a steady grip. I looked up at him, shock and awe in my eyes. The golden-haired woman giggled, a low, throaty sound. ”Are you surprised?” she asked, her voice laced with amusement. ”He’s quite the specimen, isn't he?” I nodded, my mouth dry, my heart pounding in my chest. She walked over to me, her hips swaying with each step. She leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear. "Use your hands and your mouth," she whispered, her voice a command. "Edge him to the brink, but he's not allowed to come. He knows that." I looked up at her, a question in my eyes. She smiled, a wicked curve of her lips. ”He's skilled at avoiding his release”, she said. ”It's part of his training. But you... you're going to try your best to make him come, aren't you?” I nodded, a determined look in my eyes. I turned back to him, my hands still wrapped around his cock, feeling its weight and warmth. I leaned down, my tongue flicking out to taste him, and he groaned, a deep, guttural sound. I took him in my mouth, as much as I could, my hands working in tandem, my tongue teasing and probing. I could feel him responding, his body tensing, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I increased my pace, my hands and mouth working in sync, pushing him closer to the edge. And then, just as I felt him tense, just as I felt him on the brink of release, he pulled back, his body shaking with the effort of holding back. I looked up at him, a mix of frustration and admiration in my eyes. He smiled, a wry curve of his lips, and I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was. I set my mind to it, determined to make him come, to push him over the edge. But each time I brought him close, each time I felt him tensing, ready to release, he would pull back, his body skilled at avoiding the final fall. The golden-haired woman watched, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction and something else, something darker. ”Good”, she murmured, her voice a low purr. ”Keep going. See how long you can last.” And so I did, my hands and mouth working tirelessly, my body aching with the effort, my mind focused on one thing and one thing only: making him come. |
Tillagd 4 jan 23:17 Noveller #Man #Kvinna #Kvinna som top #Man som bottom #Erotik #Sex
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