“I’m going to taste you, Princess,” I warn her just before I sink my head between her thighs and drag my tongue across her clit. She shudders beneath my touch and a moan enters my ear, traveling through my body, making its way to my groin.
Fuck, my cock is so hard right now.
I won’t, can’t deny it. I want her so fucking bad right now. I lick and nibble on her clit for a while, drawing one moan after another from deep within her chest. When I look up at her over her mound, I see Trey straightening up and shoving down his boxers. His dick springs free and he takes her hand, tugging her to it. She wraps her small hand around him, her eyes seeking his out, and I imagine her doing the same to my cock.
Trey guides her at first, showing her how to stroke him, and how much pressure to apply. I close my lips around her clit and suck gently…then a little harder, causing her back to arch off the bed. Apparently it also makes her tighten her grip on Trey, who hisses and uses the headboard to brace himself. Her hips lift, and I grab onto them, holding her in place, while I use my broad shoulders to keep her creamy white thighs spread.
With the way she’s bucking her hips, it won’t be much longer before she comes all over my face. I can already feel her pussy quiver every time I dip my tongue in it and that fact encourages me to lick, and suck on her little clit even harder. She moans, her body restless beneath our touch.
I watch her stroking Trey’s cock in an uneven rhythm, probably having a hard time concentrating while I work her pussy, which I enjoy immensely. Trey doesn’t seem to care though. He looks like he is very much enjoying himself. He lets a hand roam lazily over her chest, kneading her flesh and teasing her nipple, eliciting yet another moan out of her. I feel her pussy clench, her thighs are already shaking from the release that’s about to hit her. Her body knowing damn well what’s about to take place.
I give her one more good suck just as Trey rolls her nipple between his fingers, and she comes apart, falling into a thousand tiny little pieces right before my eyes. Her whole back rises off the bed, her eyes squeeze shut as her face contorts into a mask of pleasure. Her juices gush out on my tongue and I lick up every drop.
I watch Trey wrap his hand over hers to give himself a few good strokes. Before the last tremors of her orgasm leaves her body, he’s coming too. Shooting ropes of sticky white cum over her tits as I watch with my mouth hanging open and my cock throbbing.
The need to fuck her right now is almost too much, but I’m too unhinged, there is no way I could control myself right now. I would just pound into her uncontrollably…and if she is telling the truth, that she is a virgin, I can’t fuck her like this for her first time.
I shake my head. Fuck it, why can’t I? I shouldn’t care if I hurt her or not. But it would be a waste to fuck her since the camera isn’t here. For a moment, I consider sending Trey to get it so he can film me fucking her, but my dick disagrees, he is screaming for a release right-fucking-now.
So instead, I push up onto my knees, take my cock into my hand and pump it harshly until I feel my balls draw together. Staring down at her glistening pussy I imagine being inside that tight hole…and I will be eventually. Maybe not today, or even tomorrow but soon, soon that sweet little cherry she’s dangling will be mine.
The grip on my cock is so tight it almost hurts and I welcome the pain, letting it mix with the pleasure until the burning in my balls becomes all-consuming and I unload my release on her creamy pale skin, shooting all over her pussy, watching as the cum runs down her slit and between her ass cheeks. The image just draws out my release further until my ball sack feels drained and empty.
Fuck. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard jerking myself off. We stay just like this for a moment. Jessa on her back, sprawled out on the bed with my cum on her pussy and Trey’s cum on her tits. She looks like a fucking offering…one that we just marked, and claimed.
I glance over to Trey who has a fucking triumphant grin pulling at his lips. Then I look down at Jessa who is still trying to get her ragged breathing under control. Her gaze locks on mine and I can see the lust filled fog leave her eyes and the orgasmic afterglow wear off, slowly letting the fear return. Good, she needs to be scared, she needs to know that this doesn’t change anything. We will still make her pay…make her and her father suffer dearly.