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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by PK...)
Acting on a sudden, inexplicable impulse you turn around and walk back in. You see Monica standing in front of you half naked.
She looks over at you. Her eyes widen. “Ross, what the fuck are you doing?” she yells.
“Oh I’m ” you begin, but you’re interrupted before you can say more.
“Is that all you wanted? To see me naked Again?” she shouts.
“No, I ” you stammer.
“What’s wrong with you? I’m telling your girlfriend all about this!”
“No wait ” you say.
“Rachel set this up. She wanted to see if I could seduce you,” you tell her.
“Say what?” She looks shocked.
“Yeah, it’s it’s her biggest fantasy and I just want to help her out!” you say, trying to sound convincing.
“Really?” she says, rolling her eyes.
“Yeah, she just wants to hear all about it.”
“Well I’m not going to fuck you,” Monica says, trying to cover herself. “How about you eat my pussy, but I’m in charge and then you can tell her all about it.”
You think for a moment. “Okay.”
Monica jumps up on the massage table, spreading her legs apart and looking you straight in the eye. “Well? What are you waiting for?” she demands.
You walk over to her and run your hands up her body and onto her tits, but she grabs your hair and pulls your head roughly to the side. “Did I say you could touch my boobs?”
“No ” you begin.
“No talking! You need to get the fuck on your knees and eat this pussy!” she shouts.
You’ve never been controlled like this before. It’s exciting. You get on your knees and Monica forces your face between her legs.
“Your better lick it good, fucker,” she says. “You better not even thinking about stopping until I tell you.”
You start licking her pussy through her soaked panties, trying to tease her. The taste of her juices is strong on your tongue. Then she pushes you back with her foot. You almost fall backward. “Don’t fucking move” she demands.
Monica stands up in front and slowly removes her panties right in front of you. She forces them into your month. “Do I taste better than that little slut of a girlfriend of yours?” she asks.
She slaps you across the face and pulls her panties out of your mouth and tosses them on the floor. Then she bends over the table in front of you and reaches back to force your face into her ass.
“Now lick my ass you little bitch!”
You start licking around her crack before tongue-fucking her tight little anus. She lets out a soft moan.
“Are you ready to eat my pussy for real?” she asks as she turns around. Before you can answer she grabs your head and pulls you face-first into her wet juicy pussy.
“Lick me good, Ross,” she moans.
You run your tongue up the slit of her pussy before pressing into it. You lick around and inside her pussy before finding her clit. As your tongue starts circling her clit, she starts breathing heavier. You look up into her green eyes as stares back down at you licking her. You take your hand and slowly start fingering her as you lick and suck her clit. Not taking your eyes off of her, you watch her twitch.
“Hey I didn’t say I didn’t say you ” she protests, but before she can finish her sentence she lets out a loud moan. “Ohhhhhh, fuck yeah plea don’t sto ” she babbles as pleasure floats through her body.
“Keep looking at me,” she says. “I’m going to cum.”
Your tongue picks up speed as you finger her tight pussy, your eyes still locked on her as she watches you. She arches her back and lets out a huge scream as pussy juices squirt out over your face.
“You’re really fucking good at that,” she pants. “You can tell your girlfriend all about what I forced you to do to me. ” Then she smiles. “Well you can tell her about this time, but next time we will keep it between us.”
“What do you mean, next time?” you ask stupidly.
She ignores your question. “Did you have fun?”
“Yeah, but you know what else would be fun?” you say excitedly.
“It’s not going to happen,” she states. “You’re just going to be my little pussy eater from now on. It’s going to be our little secret.”
“But I ” you start to say.
“When I ring you, you better be ready,” Monica says as she slips her dress back on and walks out.
A few moments later you’re still standing there, thinking about what happened. Rachel walks in.
“Where’s Monica? she asks.
“Oh? You couldn’t do it?” she asks with a sad look on her face.
“I I ate her out and she left,” you tell her
Your girlfriend crosses her arms and looks at you angrily.