talk? Jennifer wasn't sure she could manage a coherent answer to a
question, let alone come up with a sentence on her own. Her body was trying to
assimilate far too much data at once. Nevertheless, she tried her best.
“Rubbing my clit. Up and down. Just a few times like you said. Then down to my
pussy. Pushing two fingers inside. So hot and wet. Tight.”
“That pussy of
yours would squeeze my cock, wouldn't it?” Philip's voice was surprisingly
even. “Even if you stretched yourself for me, you'd still fit me like a glove.
Are your fingers nice and wet?”
“Yes,” Jennifer was
writhing on the bed, desperate for relief. The pressure inside her continued to
build and she fought back the orgasm that was hovering so near to the surface.
“Don't you dare
cum.” Philip’s order was firm, but now Jennifer could detect just a bit of breathlessness
in the words. “If you cum, I'll have to punish you. You don't want that, do
you?”
“No, Sir.” Jennifer
answered even thought she was starting to think that it might be worth it if
she could just find release.
“Do you know what
I'd do to you if you came without permission? So many options that it'd be so
hard to choose just one.”
He was breathing
heavily now and the fact that he was on his balcony jacking off turned Jennifer
on all the more.
“Maybe I'd put you
over my knee first thing in the morning. Spank your ass until it hurt to sit,
then take you to some long meetings so I could watch you wince and squirm.
Maybe I'd tell you to masturbate until you're ready to cum and then make you
stop over and over. Or better yet, maybe I'd tie you up and make you cum until
you passed out, then wake you up and do it again and again until you cry for me
to stop.”
There was a slight
delay in his voice and Jennifer knew that he, too, was close.
“In a minute, I'm
going to let you add your other hand to rub your clit. We're almost there,
baby. Almost there.”
Jennifer squirmed
in anticipation. They were nearing to the end, she could feel it. Her body was
racing towards that edge and she wasn't sure how much longer she would be able
to stave off the inevitable.
“Okay. One hand on
your clit, the other in your pussy.”
The words were
barely out of his mouth before Jennifer was moving.
“I want to hear you
when you cum. Don't you dare try to be quiet.”
Jennifer was
suddenly very glad that Rachel was out. While they occasionally could hear
through the walls, they always tried as best they could to be discreet.
“Take your middle
finger from your pussy,” Philip's words were rough with desire. “And you're
allowed to cum when you shove that finger into your ass.”
The surprise almost
shocked Jennifer out of her haze, but not quite. She was too far gone to let
much of anything get in her way. Her finger slid from her pussy and she raised
her legs to allow herself access to her ass.
“I'll bet that's a
virgin ass.” Philip panted. “I want you to imagine that it's my dick inside
you, pushing into that tight hole.”
Jennifer touched
the tip of her finger to the wrinkled little hole and hesitated. She'd never
done anything like this before, had never really thought about doing it, but if
it meant she could cum, she wasn't going to stop. She took a deep breath, her
other hand frantically working her clit, and carefully slid her finger into her
ass.
The effect was
instantaneous. Whether the words, the action itself or the different physical
sensations that coursed through her, she didn't know. All Jennifer knew was
that her world exploded into bright hot light. She was wailing, her body
bucking off of the bed as she came. In the distance, she heard Philip calling
out her name and knew he was cumming too.
She clung to
consciousness, letting her body slowly come down from the high as she sucked in
deep draughts of air. After a few minutes, she managed to roll over and grab a
few
question, let alone come up with a sentence on her own. Her body was trying to
assimilate far too much data at once. Nevertheless, she tried her best.
“Rubbing my clit. Up and down. Just a few times like you said. Then down to my
pussy. Pushing two fingers inside. So hot and wet. Tight.”
“That pussy of
yours would squeeze my cock, wouldn't it?” Philip's voice was surprisingly
even. “Even if you stretched yourself for me, you'd still fit me like a glove.
Are your fingers nice and wet?”
“Yes,” Jennifer was
writhing on the bed, desperate for relief. The pressure inside her continued to
build and she fought back the orgasm that was hovering so near to the surface.
“Don't you dare
cum.” Philip’s order was firm, but now Jennifer could detect just a bit of breathlessness
in the words. “If you cum, I'll have to punish you. You don't want that, do
you?”
“No, Sir.” Jennifer
answered even thought she was starting to think that it might be worth it if
she could just find release.
“Do you know what
I'd do to you if you came without permission? So many options that it'd be so
hard to choose just one.”
He was breathing
heavily now and the fact that he was on his balcony jacking off turned Jennifer
on all the more.
“Maybe I'd put you
over my knee first thing in the morning. Spank your ass until it hurt to sit,
then take you to some long meetings so I could watch you wince and squirm.
Maybe I'd tell you to masturbate until you're ready to cum and then make you
stop over and over. Or better yet, maybe I'd tie you up and make you cum until
you passed out, then wake you up and do it again and again until you cry for me
to stop.”
There was a slight
delay in his voice and Jennifer knew that he, too, was close.
“In a minute, I'm
going to let you add your other hand to rub your clit. We're almost there,
baby. Almost there.”
Jennifer squirmed
in anticipation. They were nearing to the end, she could feel it. Her body was
racing towards that edge and she wasn't sure how much longer she would be able
to stave off the inevitable.
“Okay. One hand on
your clit, the other in your pussy.”
The words were
barely out of his mouth before Jennifer was moving.
“I want to hear you
when you cum. Don't you dare try to be quiet.”
Jennifer was
suddenly very glad that Rachel was out. While they occasionally could hear
through the walls, they always tried as best they could to be discreet.
“Take your middle
finger from your pussy,” Philip's words were rough with desire. “And you're
allowed to cum when you shove that finger into your ass.”
The surprise almost
shocked Jennifer out of her haze, but not quite. She was too far gone to let
much of anything get in her way. Her finger slid from her pussy and she raised
her legs to allow herself access to her ass.
“I'll bet that's a
virgin ass.” Philip panted. “I want you to imagine that it's my dick inside
you, pushing into that tight hole.”
Jennifer touched
the tip of her finger to the wrinkled little hole and hesitated. She'd never
done anything like this before, had never really thought about doing it, but if
it meant she could cum, she wasn't going to stop. She took a deep breath, her
other hand frantically working her clit, and carefully slid her finger into her
ass.
The effect was
instantaneous. Whether the words, the action itself or the different physical
sensations that coursed through her, she didn't know. All Jennifer knew was
that her world exploded into bright hot light. She was wailing, her body
bucking off of the bed as she came. In the distance, she heard Philip calling
out her name and knew he was cumming too.
She clung to
consciousness, letting her body slowly come down from the high as she sucked in
deep draughts of air. After a few minutes, she managed to roll over and grab a
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