Math Class is a fun story about a guy surprised to find himself in a relationship with one of the hottest girls in school. One element I like about this story is how Rose, his girlfriend, is torn between the pressure of her friends and her own feelings.
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Math Class Chapter 1
It was the last period of the day, math. Now I’m a pretty smart kid and I enjoy school but there was only one reason I looked forward to sitting through that class.
Rose Wechsler.
She was hot, the kind of girl that the guys talk about in the gym room, the kind guys jerk off to at night. She had curly blonde hair, a great smile, long legs, never keeping her thighs hidden and those fantastic breasts.
You can see why I was so excited that our last names were so close to each other, we’d be partners for the semester. Sweet deal.
No, I wasn’t naïve enough to think I’d have a chance with Rose, heck I had enough trouble with the nerdy girls. But hey, math isn’t so bad when you get to stare down a valley of cleavage like her’s.
For the most part she didn’t talk to me; expected. Except for borrowing my pencils (which I never got back) or asking me what time it was, it was pretty much like I didn’t exist. Again, that’s what I expected.
A week into school we got our first quiz. She got a B, I got an A. Second week, She got a C, I got an A. Our big test for the month, she got a D, I got an A.
“I don’t get any of this!” She said out loud, although not specifically directed to me as she put her right hand to her brow.
I cleared my throat “Well, you’ll do better on the next one.”
She looked over, as if I had just appeared out of thin air. “No I won’t, this stuff is too hard. If I don’t pass I won’t graduate!” She whined.
I bet you can see where this went.
“Well,” I said in my best, knight-in-shining-armor voice, “I could help you.”
She stared at me for an eternity, “Really?” She asked.
Her tone surprised me, it was cheerful, well, it at least wasn’t disdain like usual. I wish I could tell you that my bold and philanthropic behavior was the cause for her enthusiasm, but chances were she just wanted me for her grade. Whatever, I’ll take what I can get.
“Uh, yeah.” A little taken back.
“Oh good, I really need the help.” She bent over a little and my eyes went down her shirt. I could already feel my pants getting tight.
“Yeah, no problem.” I said trailing off. God her tits are hot.
“Can we do it at your place, my parents will be pissed if I bring another guy home.” She asked, curling her hair over her finger.
If you wanna get something to drink or eat, now would be the time. When you get back, yeah, that’s how long it took for me to regain consciousness.
“Hello?”
“Oh right, uh sure, no problem.” I muttered, writing my address on a slip of paper.
“Thanks.” She said, slipping it down her shirt. Ok, not really, she put it in her purse, but I can be hopeful.
An hour after I got home my mom called me down, a surprised look on her face. The first girl I’ve ever brought over and she’s a bombshell, dressed in skimpy summer clothing and holding math books with her.
“This is Rose, she’s coming over for math help.” I said, trying to get through the awkwardness as fast as possible.
“Do you two need anything?” She asked politely with a smile.
“No we’ll be fine.”
“Are you sure, I could make some-”
“Uh, thanks I think we’ll probably just get started.” I said quickly, boy was this going well.
Rose walked through the door as it was shut behind her. “My room?” I asked with a smile.
“Sure.” She said, following me upstairs.
“Make sure to leave the door open.” My mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Boy was she funny, like I would have any chance with her.
Nevertheless she sat on my chair and I took the bed and I asked her what she needed help with the most.
“Everything.”
“That narrows it down.”
“Hey, this stuff is impossible, how do you get by in that class…?”
I wasn’t sure what to say, plus, she had her hands on her head and she was looking in despair over her books. I was looking in pleasure over her boobs. She was wearing a yellow, tight t-shirt, nothing too revealing. Of course, her breasts filled her top like two cantaloupe and her short shorts made it seem like there was nothing on underneath.
“Well, let’s get started, chapter 1...” I began, flipping the page, this was going to be a long, hard night, for both of us.
A few days later she came over again, I helped her study for our next quiz. She wore a button-down shirt that was barely buttoned and a simple skirt. She got a C.
“Yes!” She exclaimed.
“What?”
“I got a C!” She said, the class looked at her funny.
“Good job, I’m proud of you.” I said with a nod, she smiled at me.
I finally got her to a C average in class, just barely. She gave me a big hug and I felt her breasts push into my chest. It was hard to stay soft that period.
It was turning fall and quarter finals were coming up.
“I have to get a C this quarter.” She said to me one day in class.
“Don’t worry you’ll be fine.” I said, shrugging it off. Actually I was worried for her, she seemed very serious about it.
We studied a lot for the final. One day I was sitting in my room, just some running shorts and a t-shirt on. The doorbell rang.
I hobbled down and opened the door, it was Rose.
“Oh, hi.” I said.
“I need help with math.”
“We’ve been studying all week.”
“I don’t understand anything.”
I sighed. “Comeon in…” I led her through the doorway.
It had been a few months and we were pretty close by now. We walked up to my room, my parents weren’t home that night. We sat on the ground and we looked over the books. She was wearing a zip-down black sweatshirt with, what appeared to be just a bra underneath. Long track pants accompanied it.
“Wow, you guys really have the heat up here, don’t you?” She said, unzipping the sweatshirt a little. I assume by now she had gotten used to my stares. This was, by far, the best view I had seen yet. I saw just a little bit of her bra and a whole lot of cleavage. I mean, seriously, a ton of cleavage. I wanted to reach out and feel them so bad.
I felt my cock growing. “Uh, Rose, I’m going to go change.”
She looked up with a crooked eyebrow “For what, you don’t need to change.” She said sternly, pointing at the book. It was settled.
I tried my awkwardly best to hide my boner but it was proving impossible. It didn’t help that I couldn’t stop staring at her tits, either.
She looked at my crotch and giggled. “Trouble focusing?”
My face turned red. “Uhhhh…yeah.” Covering my crotch with a nearby pillow.
“Oh” She said waving her hand nonchalantly “Don’t worry about it, I’m used to it. Plus, we’ve known each other for awhile, I trust you.”
“Yeah, I guess.” I said meekly, lowering the pillow.
“Sorry, it’s my fault. I always forget.” She said shaking her head. She reached down to zip her sweatshirt up again, tugging on the zipper. “It’s stuck.” She announced. “Come here and help me.”
“What?”
“Come here and help me.” She said more clearly.
I abandoned any attempt and concealing my stiffness and leaned over. I was getting really hard.
It wasn’t actually stuck, her breasts were too big to get the zipper back up. Yes, I was very turned on right now.
She took her hands of the zipper and pushed on the sides of her breasts. “Ok, zip me up.”
Sure, Rose, lemme just recover from my heart attack.
“Uh, ok.” I reached over and tugged on the zipper, it wasn’t budging.
“No, you’re not doing it right. Here,” She took my hands abruptly and placed them on either side of her breasts. Ok, now I was going to have a heart attack. She pressed my hands in and held them there.
“Harder.” She said. I mashed them together. She tugged on the zipper a few times and got it back up. “Ok, thanks.” She said. “Um, you can let go now.”
I sat back for a second and felt my balls tighten, god I was close. I really needed to jerk off.
“Oh my.” She said with wide eyes, staring at my cock poking through the fabric. “Sorry.” She said, trying to repress her laughter.
“I guess I forget what these things do to a guy.” She said with a smile. And with ‘do’ and ‘guy’ she patted my crotch apologetically.
My body clenched and I could already feel it. My shorts were only made of a porous, mesh material. My cock twitched and throbbed and shot out its load in all its pent-up power. White cum shot through the fabric to my stomach and the rest dribbled through the mesh down to the floor.
“Oh! Oh my!” She exclaimed, watching with increased attention, her hand only a few inches away from the blast zone.
“Sorry about that.” She said with a laugh.
Chapter 2
Ok so, by this point, I was completely embarrassed. I mean, Rose knew I had the hots for her, but you can just imagine how red my face turned when I came right in front of her, fully clothed just from a simple tap of her hand.
Although she laughed it off, I insisted that she leave. I was just so embarrassed, you know? She took it kind of offensively and the next day in class was pretty awkward, leaving us both silent with each other.
I felt bad about it, I didn’t mean to cum all over my pants. Plus it was her fault for making me touch her breasts...right?
Well regardless, the next week or so was just us making small talk and discussing math issues amongst each other when the teacher wasn’t instructing. I frowned Friday when she got another test back with a C- on it.
I wasn’t concerned about that particular test, it was a low grade, granted, but next Monday were the Quarter Finals and if she didn’t pass those, she’d be looking at...well to be honest I wasn’t really sure why she wanted to pass math so bad. I mean, she had another quarter to work with and a D+ wasn’t the end of the world.
She sighed and brushed her long hair behind her ear. I knew she was upset about her score and nervous about Monday. I wish I was better at comforting people and usually I just stayed silent in these situations, preferring not to make them worse. Unfortunately, it didn’t always work out that way.
“So what, you’re not going to say anything to me?” Rose asked with a distraught tone.
“A…a C- isn’t that bad.” I tried to console her.
“Yes it is! My grades are going down, if I don’t pass the final Monday I’m screwed, my dad is going to kill me!” Her volume was raising, which drew the attention of the rest of the classmates.
I put my hand on her shoulder to quiet her, and yeah I did look down her shirt a little. Just because I was comforting her, doesn’t mean I can’t get anything back in return does it?
“Look Rose, I’ll help you ok? Why don’t we study this weekend?”
Rose looked at me with complaint. Her expression said what she was afraid to. We were both thinking of the last time she was over at my place to study.
“Rose,” I began, taking my hand off and removing my gaze from her chest. “I promise, it’ll just be for studying.”
She sighed. “Ok, fine.”
Late Sunday night she came over in a loose-fitting sweatshirt and long, baggy sweatpants. Of course, even in such blatantly prudish clothing, she looked amazing. Her smile at the front door as she held her books against herself made my knees weak.
We should have started earlier this weekend, I thought to myself. Everytime I invited her over she always had some excuse. And although she was nice by saying she had some stuff to do with her parents, I’m sure she was partying with her friends on a Saturday night.
“My room?” I asked.
“How about the livingroom?” She countered.
Fine, I wasn’t going to argue with her. We set ourselves up on the couch and placed our books and notes between us. The math was so boring I was yawning and I excused myself to get us both some energy drinks. As I sat back down Rose looked at me.
“Look, I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting this week.”
I narrowed my eyebrows. “What do you mean?” I mean, I knew what she meant but you know, why was she apologizing?
“It was probably my fault, sometimes I just can’t help myself I mean you were staring down my shirt for weeks and had…you know a boner and I just couldn’t help myself but tease you a little, I didn’t mean for it to you know…go off like that.”
I took a deep breath, I had been expecting a much more accusatory approach. I mean I was the one who couldn’t control himself.
“I feel bad ok, do you accept my apology?” She asked sweetly.
Ok first of all, how could I possibly be mad at this bombshell? Secondly, it wasn’t even my fault!
“Uh, yeah sure Rose, it isn’t a big deal.”
“Oh goodie! I was so nervous about talking to you.” She scooted a little closer to me. “A lot of guys I hang around with get really angry about this stuff.”
What, making them cum? I thought to myself.
“And I just really appreciate it.” She continued.
“Yeah me too,” I responded. “We should really get back to the studying.” I said trying to keep focus. That focus wasn’t going to last much longer.
“So it’s ok if I get out of these ridiculous clothes, right?”
Yes!
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?”
She smiled that sweet smile that brought blood to my groin and slipped off her shirt. God, what a view! She was wearing a very, very skimpy tank top with a clearly visible bra underneath. There was a massive canyon of cleavage jiggling as her sweatshirt struggled over her head and I was transfixed on them.
“Maybe this was a bad idea.” She said with a giggle as she noticed my stare.
“No..I…I mean I didn’t…”
She laughed, “no, it’s ok, I can tell this is all really boring for you.”
Well, she had that right, I was just surprised she went from a total prude to giving me a hardon.
She slipped off her pants too, which revealed just a pair of shorts with “Cheer” written across her shapely backside. Now you’re asking yourself, well how could you have seen that from the front? Well, she made a point of turning around and bending over to take off her pants, assumingly to drive me nuts. She was doing a great job.
If only this math test had a section for erection-giving ability.
I gathered my tongue back into my mouth and did my best to keep on topic. “Ok, well anyway, you take uh, X and divide it by the…”
“Something distracting you?” She asked innocently. She was supporting herself by her palms as she bent all the way over on the couch, bring her boobs right over the page and into my eyesight as I began explaining the problem to her.
“Rose…”
“What?”
My cock was going to burst out of my pants. I had never seen so much of her cleavage so close before. My eyes had fallen out of their sockets and into her cleavage and there was no way I was going to take them out.
There was still a part of me that wanted to keep studying. At this point there was a ‘something’ a lot bigger right now that was controlling my brain at the moment.
She smiled as my mouth opened wide and I just stared down at them.
“Look Rose…” Honestly, I didn’t want us to have the same problems as last time and rationally (and yeah it was a surprise I could even think rationally at this point) we needed to get back to our studies to get her passing tomorrow.
“What, should I put these away again?” She asked teasingly.
“No! I mean, yeah Rose the quarter final is tomorrow.” I said with a crack in my voice.
“Awww, but these are way more fun.” She said holding them with her hands and squeezing them.
Oh my God.
“I’ve got a way better idea, why don’t you just cheat for me? We sit right next to each other, it would be so easy.” She took my head in her hands, placing her thumbs on my temples. Her gentle hands guided me closer to her chest to get a closer look. “Comeon, what do you say?”
“Ch-cheating?”
Her grip on my head tightened and she brought me so close to her I could smell her strong perfume without even breathing in.
“Ok, uh sure.”
“Good boy.” She said with a tone that didn’t quite sound like her.
“I’m just worried that we might get-”
“Shhh,” she said, placing her finger against my tightened lips. “Think about it this way, if you do this for me…” She trailed off, running her finger down my cheeks and her palm down my chest until she stopped at my twitching abs. “…I might be inclined to do you a little favor.”
“Ohhhh.” I moaned out, uncontrollably.
She was careful this time, running her hand down around my crotch, using just one finger to tease the area around it. I sat back against the couch and let her slip my shorts off slowly, taking the boxers with them. This was the first time I was naked in front of a woman but I was so aroused I didn’t even have time to be nervous or apprehensive.
My cock throbbed outwards, a little damp with precum.
“Mmmm, look how hard you are.” She said, looking up at me. My eyes met hers and then went back down between her breasts. She ran her hand down to my balls and cupped them, rolling them around and giving them a light tug. She moaned out again as I took my hands up.
I wanted to touch them so bad, I reached forward and just barely felt the fabric of her breasts as light filled the room. My parent’s car’s headlights shone through the shades as they pulled into the driveway. Rose instantly grabbed her sweatshirt and put it on.
“Put your shorts on silly!” She exclaimed helping me drag them up my thighs. We scurried and made it look like we were focusing on our studies as my parents walked through the door.
“Hey you two, how’s the school stuff going?” My mom asked politely.
“Uhhh, great, yeah.” I said dumbly, bending over to conceal my stiff cock.
“You guys have been at this for a long time now, it must be really hard.”
From the corner of my eye I could see Rose’s lips curl to a smile.
“Uh, yeah.”
“Yeah actually we were just about done, right?” Rose asked with a smart smile, looking at me.
“Right…” I said reluctantly. What shitty timing.
As my parents went upstairs, Rose and I gathered our stuff and I walked out with her to her car.
“Nice ride.” I said admiring her yellow sports car at the side of the street.
“Thanks, it’s new.” She piled her stuff in the backseat and got into the driver’s.
She took off her sweatshirt and threw it back with her pants in the backseat. I was leaning on the convertible’s door and leaned over to get a better look at her boobs.
She smiled and looked up to me. “Oh and hun, sorry we got interrupted tonight, but could you save yourself for later? I want to make it really good for you?”
“Wh…what?”
“Oh comeon, you know, don’t jack off tonight, ok? Wait for me.”
“Rose, look at me!”
“Trust me, I am…” She said with a giggle, noting my huge bulge in my shorts right at her eye level.
“Look, I know you want it bad, but think how good it’ll feel.”
“Rose I don’t think I can even get to bed tonight.”
“Aww, well if you do, wait for me,” she said with a wink and bit her lip. She took a finger and pulled her neckline down by the middle of her top, showing off a lot of her bra. “I might be very, very nice to you and let you see these.”
My jaw dropped.
“Good, promise me you won’t shoot tonight.”
“Rose…”
She grabbed her enormous tits and pushed them together and upwards.
“Ok I promise.”
I won’t bore you with the details but basically, I slipped her my scanning sheet every once and awhile and let her copy my answers. It was all done by computers, so there was no way for the teacher to catch us. Every time I passed her my sheet I started sweating but I took one look at Rose, who conveniently was wearing a low-cut top today and was suddenly convinced that it was all worth it.
Besides, I really didn’t have any choice in the matter. At this point, I was getting hard all day and my groin was completely in charge of my thoughts and actions, especially around girls.
I turned in my test and Rose waited a few minutes to turn it in. As she sat down, she turned and kissed me on the cheek.
We talked a little bit after the test but for the most part I didn’t see her until a half-hour after I got home. She opened my door and strutted through wearing the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
My parents weren’t home, luckily, but if they were they would have gone nuts. She had a dress shirt on with rolled up sleeves and only the two buttons in the very middle were clasped. Her skirt rose ridiculously high on her legs which rode up smoothly across her legs as she walked. Her high heels forced her magnificent boobs to bounce encased in their white bra which pushed them up and out. I just stared at her from the couch open-mouthed not really sure what to say.
“You like? I picked it out just for you.” She said as she took her palms to the sides of her breasts and squeezed them against each other.
“It’s amazing…” I said dumfounded.
She ambled gracefully to me and sat close to me on the couch. I could feel the side of her body pressed against mine. Her soft hand rubbed up and down my thigh as she bent herself slightly to give me a better view down her shirt.
My eyes were glued to her cleavage.
“Enjoying the view?”
I didn’t answer; I don’t think I even heard her.
Her fingers dragged themselves up my jeans and traced the outline of the tent I was forming in my pants. I saw her smile to herself as she felt how hard I was. Her hand kneaded and massaged the lump in my pants. It felt freaking fantastic, she was putting a lot of strength into her relatively small hand and I could definitely feel the results.
She took her hands and brought them up to the collar of my shirt, and played with it as she brought her face closer to mine. I kissed her, well you know, she kissed me first but man it was nice. Her legs straddled me and she pushed her boobs against my chest, rubbing my temples with her palms.
I took a hold of her hips and focused my efforts n kissing her. We made out for awhile, probably about ten minutes when she grabbed my shoulders.
“I know you want them.” She said with a sultry smile.
I looked into her eyes and loosened my grip on her hips. She took my wrists and planted both my hands on her big breasts, pressing firmly. I was in heaven, I squeezed firmly, moving them around. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, I was going at it so hard, I wanted them so bad. The best was she was enjoying herself too; she moaned and purred as I fondled her and begged me to manhandle her more. She went back to my face and we rolled our tongues around each other while her hands crept down my stomach.
“Rose…please,” I said between kisses. “I need it so bad.”
She gently took my pants off and left my boxers around my thighs. She was still sitting above me and carefully rubbing my cock. She was driving me wild, her slow, methodical movements were keeping me on the edge and the feel of her breasts through her top was getting me even closer.
“Ohh, Rose, I’m gonna cum,” I warned. She took her hands down to my balls and rolled them around, making them ache worse than they ever have before.
“Rose…Rose.” I muttered incoherently as she rubbed in that terrible ache. Our lips were parted and she was staring at me with a cute smile.
“Doesn’t this feel good?” She said, her breath was warm against my open mouth.
“Ohhhh yes, please.”
“Please what?” She asked cutely.
“I need to cum, oh shit I’m so close.”
She wrapped her fingers around my shaft and jerked me so slowly I thought my balls were going to explode. She stopped and kept going, again and again. Each time I fell for it and nearly burst out crying from the need.
“You know hun, we really don’t know what the score was on that test.” She said with a playful grin, going back to my full balls.
“Wha…”
“I mean what if we didn’t get a good score, or they catch us, it wouldn’t be very fair to reward you for that.”
“…Wha…”
“Aww, I know your balls ache and you thought you were going to cum tonight. Don’t worry he said we’d get our tests back tomorrow, I just hope he isn’t late with them like he usually is.”
“Rose, my balls, they hurt, shit they hurt so much.”
“I bet, they feel so full, I mean they must have doubled in size by now.”
“No I mean, they really, really hurt.”
“I heard you the first time but think about it from my point of view, letting you have absolute bliss for, let’s say, a D?”
“But Rose!” I cried, my balls were killing me!
“But nothing, I know your poor balls hurt, but don’t worry a little ice tonight on them and you’ll be fine.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing; she took me to the edge, over and over again and now was springing this on me! My balls were absolutely killing me, even my stomach hurt and there didn’t seem to be any way to convince her otherwise.
She patted my crotch lightly, making precum leak out of the top, “now be a good boy and put your pants back on, I think we’ve had enough fun for tonight.”
“Rose, you can’t do this to me, comeon I need it really bad.”
“Yes I can, and no jerking off to-”
“What!?” I screamed.
“Shhh, I said no jerking it tonight, I want a full load tomorrow.” She said in a scolding tone.
“But…but.”
“Ok, ok fine, I know how hard it is for you, how about this, if you hold off tonight and we get an A on tomorrow’s test, I’ll let you see my boobs.”
Normally a very tempting offer, but I was dying here! Before I even had a chance to respond, she gave me another few strokes to the edge and left me be there on the couch.
“Don’t worry, I have a lot of trust in that brain of yours. I’m sure you’ll have a ton of fun tomorrow with me.”
Chapter 3
The next day was filled with aching balls and a constant hardon that I just couldn’t seem to keep down. The worst part was all of the cute girls in my classes. Hell, even the ones I don’t normally pay attention to were making blood pour down to my groin. I’m sure a lot people noticed, despite my efforts to keep my books in front of the area or sit in such a fashion that it wasn’t immediately noticeable.
The most embarrassing part was in math class when Rose couldn’t help but point it out to me.
“How long has that thing been like that?” She asked with a huge smile.
“All day,” I groaned in a little frustration, she wasn’t making it any easier.
She giggled again and every now and then she would reach over and squeeze or massage my cock through my jeans, reminding both her and me about my problem. There were two bad parts about this class. The first being a hand keeping my balls aching every few minutes, the second was the teacher wasn’t going to give us back our test scores until the end of class.
You know what else was pissing me off was the fact that Rose felt like finding every sexual innuendo she could and telling it to me. Geez, for not having cum in a few days, I thought my mind was in the gutter.
Finally, the teacher started handing out the tests.
“So how do you think we did?” Rose asked politely.
“100%” I replied somewhat sarcastically.
“Haha, I wonder what I’d let you do if we got 100%...” She remarked, trailing off, letting me gaze down her shirt as she bent over slightly. I could feel my cock stiffen and nearly burst out of my pants thinking of the possibilities.
Heck, I knew we weren’t going to get a perfect score, I knew for sure that number 15 I hadn’t seen before and well the first part I was really focused on getting to cum with Rose and at the end I was really stiff. I frowned, not really sure what to think.
The tests landed on the surfaces in front of us. I got an A- and she got a B+.
“Awwww.” Rose said while frowning. “Just a B+.”
“What…what happened, I thought you…”
“Well, I didn’t want to copy everything.”
“That was the whole point!”
“We would have been caught silly.”
“Well what about…”
“We can discuss that later.” She said with a stern tone, keeping me quiet in front of everyone else.
It turned out later was like 8:00 that night. I never thought she would call and when she did my cock immediately sprung to life from its semi-rigid state.
She came over, sorta snuck in. I mean my parents were home but they were both out on the patio or something. And I just let her in without her ringing the doorbell and brought her up to my room. She took off her sweatshirt and had this really hot, low-cut shirt on, sorta like a polo but with a v-neck. Either way I could see a lot of her breasts and definitely part of her bra.
“That is so hot.” I commented.
“Aww, thanks, you’re sweet.” She said with casual inflection. “Lay down on the bed.”
I got over there quickly and set my back against my comforter, taking off my shoes. She sat near my legs with her legs folded. “So, ready for some fun tonight?”
“Oh man, you have no idea Rose, I’ve been hard all day!”
“Hehe, good I can definitely tell.” She reached over to my jeans and patted my crotch. “Why don’t we take these off?”
I was way ahead of her, unbuttoning and unzipping, she tugged the pants off of me.
“Oh wow, look at that.” She said pointing at my twitching cock. “Look how hard it is.”
I groaned. “Please, Rose, it’s been like that all day.”
“I bet your balls really ache, huh?”
She was killing me.
Rose knelt between my legs and bent over to play with my tent in my boxers. I got a great shot down her top as her fingers manipulated my shaft, moving it all over, causing precum to stain the fabric. She did this for awhile until she finally took my boxers down and looked in awe at my wet, throbbing cock, begging for release.
She bit her lip and wrapped the soft fingers of her right hand around it, giving it a gentle squeeze and slowly running them up and down its length. I groaned loudly as she reached the head and breathed in sharply as she dragged them back down. She let my cock go and rolled my balls around.
“I’ve never seen a cock like this before, it’s all red and swollen and stiff. It looks like it might get set off with only a few rubs.” She was really enjoying the state I was in, I could tell by the way she looked over my twitching cock and by the way she played with me.
She rubbed me to the edge and let go, letting her body slink across mine. She kept her own crotch just barely above mine and let her face hover a few inches above my own. She kissed me lightly and I kissed her back, feeling her large breasts push against my body.
I moaned at every kiss and felt my hands roam across her body as hers brushed through my hair. I eventually put them against her breasts and massaged them, humping the air with my cock underneath her. She smiled, I could feel it against my lips as she felt my desperateness right under her. I wanted to cum so bad.
“Go easy on my breasts hun.”
“…Sorry.” I muttered. “Can I see them?”
“No, I only got a B+ on the test.”
“But…but I got an A.”
“An A-.”
“Bu…but you said.”
“I said if we got an A you could see my tits, I was going to be nice and allow an A- but a B+ just doesn’t cut it.”
“But you copied…”
“You should have gotten that 100, then I would have only gotten an A-”
“Rose please, my balls, they hurt so bad I really want to see your breasts.”
“I know you do, and understandably so. You should see them, they look fantastic without this bra on.”
I gritted my teeth and moaned out of frustration. She took my hands away from them. I was probably squeezing too hard I guess.
“How about this, I’ll take my shirt off ok? They look fabulous in my pushup bra, I wore it just for you today.” With that she peeled her shirt off her body and threw it on the floor. She kept her bra pushed against my chest.
“Lemme see, please.” I begged.
She reached back to my cock and gave it a few strokes making my whole body shutter with desire and then lifted herself up to a sitting position on my stomach. She did in fact look fabulous in her bra. It pushed her boobs up and out and together and made precum leak out of me like a faucet. She smiled and modeled them for me, letting me see them from different angles and fondling them herself.
I was speechless as my mouth hung open, absolutely in love with the show she was performing for me. She dragged her finger up and down my shaft. My whole body shuddered and humped the air as she kept me close.
“Please, Rose, I need to see them!” I begged her as she placed her breasts only inches from my face.
“Awww, I’m sure you’d love to, the problem is you just don’t deserve it, plus you’re going to cum, what are you complaining about?”
I groaned, she was right I should just focus on my orgasm, this would be the first time she’s ever gotten me off on purpose.
“Ok…ok, but Rose, next time?”
“Next time?” She placed her finger against her lips, “Hmmmm, probably not.”
“Rose, comeon I really wanna see them.”
“Yeah I know. The problem is that you just don’t deserve it.”
“But…what do I have to do?”
“Well,” she said taking my shaft into her hands and giving it a few, quick strokes. “You could give this up to me, you know hold off till tomorrow?”
“Rose, no way, I can’t, look at my balls!”
“Oh, gosh you’re right, they’re getting really swollen, maybe that isn’t such a good idea. How about this, I’ll let you cum now and maybe in a month I’ll let you see my tits.”
“A month! Rose please.”
She shrugged, this was killing me.
“The only other option you have is to hold off, I know these things hurt a lot.” She patted my balls, making them ache horribly. “But just think about it this way, you’ll get to see my tits and cum at the same time, won’t that be fantastic?”
She raised a good point.
“I…I guess, but I don’t know if I can hold off.”
“Well, if you don’t,” Rose started, rolling around my balls, “You’ll never get anything else from me, ever and trust me with the state your balls are in right now, I’ll definitely be able to tell if you wacked off tonight or not.”
So I had given in. She dressed herself and me and snuck out of my house. I was in my bed, for who knows how long trying to get to sleep. I was worried if I took my clothes off, like I normally did to go to sleep, I would be too tempted to jerk off. It was so difficult taking my mind of Rose, especially she had given me the striptease of a lifetime.
The next day in school was pure torture. My balls were killing me all day, no matter how I sat or walked they felt like they were twice as big and ten times as sensitive to even the lightest bump. Just moving down the halls was like dodging raindrops, trying not to bump into anyone and hiding the pained expressions on my face.
Math class, as usual, made me feel like she had tied an anvil around my balls for the whole period. A combination of a boring teacher and a temptingly low neckline of the goddess next to me made me hard and desperate for relief.
She was having her fun of course, reaching down to squeeze my crotch every once and awhile and doodle obscene pictures on my notes as I was pretending to pay attention. Maybe the worse thing she did to me all period was take the end of her pencil in her mouth and bite on it. When she noticed me look at her she started licking it and pushing it in and out of her mouth while winking at me. I felt like my pants were going to explode. The short moans and complaints I gave out made her smile at me with that evil grin of hers.
It wasn’t until after school that I saw her again. She met me at my car in the parking lot. Her sexy, slim body with those big breasts sticking out on top leaned up against my car as she spoke to me, completely aware that I was getting a hardon over her.
“Excited for tonight?” she asked with a smile, biting her finger nail.
“Yeah,” I said trying to be as nonchalant as possible.
“Do still have that woody?”
I looked up at her. She was looking as sultry as ever. Her body language alone, sensual with her hands in just the right places made my lips quiver and my loins pulse with need.
“…Yeah,” I mumbled.
“Good,” she confirmed. “Did you wanna go straight to my place?”
I almost choked. Was she as horny as I was? I could barely make out her erect nipples through her shirt and bra but she definitely looked aroused.
“Sure, Rose. That sounds great.”
She giggled and got into the passenger seat of my car. The ride back to her place was predictably frustrating. In our class together she was concerned with everyone watching from around us. In the privacy of the car she could put her hand in my pants, blow on my ear and give me a red-light-running handjob. We made it to her house in record time.
We held hands and strode quickly into her house and then into her bedroom. I didn’t even look to see if anyone was home. She threw me on the bed and jumped on top of me, planting her lips on mine and her hands on my chest. I kissed her back, massaging her tongue with my own and feeling her hips and back.
She moaned and grabbed my shoulder, pushing herself into me. I could feel her big, firm breasts mash against my chest which made me moan in return. Her pelvis rubbed against my hard, impossibly hard to miss bulge in my pants sending pleasure through my body.
“Rose….ohhhhh,” I let out unable to hold it in anymore.
“You feel so hard down there!” She beamed, taking her hand off of one of my shoulders and gripping my thickening cock. I clenched and groaned as her fingers toyed with my arousal. She rubbed my cock through my pants up and down. I was getting so close just from the fabric giving me a handjob. I couldn’t help myself anymore and reached up to cup those amazing breasts, squeezing them in my hands and moving them around. She purred, taking both her hands and squeezing mine around her tits roughly. I was surprised on how rough she wanted it almost hurting my hands from how hard she was going at it.
Her eyes were shut and her teeth were sunken into her lips. Her nipples were definitely hard against the palms of my hands. She scooted up and sat on top of my stomach. She stripped her shirt and let her boobs bounce around in her bra before my hands went back to them.
I thought they felt good before, but goddamn! I didn’t need any encouragement from her as my hands went all over them, using them like stress balls, trying to make them pop out of her bra.
She gave me another tantalizing squeeze down at my crotch and then reached behind her.
“Ready?”
I nodded, too horny to make any words come out.
She unclasped her bra slowly. I could hear each hook unfasten in the suspenseful silence as I held her breasts up. She let her hands go and I watched the straps fall down. The only thing covering her was my hands pushing the bra against her nipples.
“Go ahead,” she moaned with clear arousal.
I wrapped my fingers around the lace of the black bra and pulled it down to my chest. Her full breasts wobbled slightly and took over my concentration. I was fixated on them. Her nipples were indeed, hard as rocks and a strong competitor to my cock. They seemed perfect, nice and big and firm. I reached up gingerly and held them in my hands, feeling her warm, soft skin against mine. Without her bra and shirt, I was in heaven, giving them a light squeeze and moving them around.
“How are they?” she asked with a smile, looking down at me with sweat at her brow.
“Amazing Rose.”
She propped herself up with her hands on either side of me and let me enjoy my favorite part of her for awhile. By the time I was done I could feel the moisture of precum filling my boxers and the incredibly aching feeling of my balls straining for release.
“Rose?”
“Mmmm, yes?”
“I need it really bad.”
She curled her lips. “You’ve been a very good boy, why don’t we get these pants off?” She scooted her body back and sat on my knees. Her fingers manipulated my zipper and button and in no time she had my pants and boxers resting around my thighs.
“Wow,” she said as she took a look at my needy, purple-headed cock. The balls were tight and full and even I was a little shocked at the sight of it.
“No really…wow!” She said again. “I’m afraid if I touch it it’ll just explode all over the place.”
Yeah, probably.
“Please Rose, please!” I begged.
She took her fingers and gently traced the outside of my cock. My whole body twitched and shuddered by her teasing finger. She put her palm over my aching balls and rolled them around.
“These are so full, you’ve been such a good boy to wait for it so long. I’ve never felt balls so full before.”
“Ugghhhh,” I groaned.
“And look at how hard you are, I bet your orgasm is going to feel just amazing.”
“Ohhh, more!”
She got that evil smile of hers again and dragged her finger up and down my shaft one time. I shuddered all over, nearly convulsing, feeling my impending orgasm just barely fall short of its climax.
She giggled and repeated the finger-teasing until I was nearly crying. She couldn’t help but giggle at my reactions and how she toyed with my need.
She grabbed my balls and tugged down on them and then went back to my cock to tease me more.
“Rose…please…my balls they hurt.”
She giggled and rolled my balls around, tugging them harder this time. The combination of her tugs and my full balls was making me whimper uncontrollably. Her finger on my shaft, with just the smallest fraction of her nail stimulating the head made me squirm and beg her loudly.
“Shh hun, they’ll hear you.”
“Rose, please!”
“Shh!”
I was feeling the tears in my eyes as she was torturing me. I was squirming all over. I was so damn close and my balls felt like they were on fire.
She grabbed my balls again and tugged to get me off the edge. She took her index finger and tapped it against the head of my cock rhythmically. I lost it, screaming and begging her to cum. She took her finger away and placed her head closer, blowing warm, ball-bursting air over my groin. I was crying and mumbling “My balls…my balls.”
“They’re so full, they must hurt so much.”
“Rose…they feel like they’ve been kicked in, oh…please they hurt.”
“You…you don’t have blueballs do you?” she asked cutely.
“I…I don’t…owwwww.”
“You’ve got blueballs!” She squeaked loudly, grabbing my balls and bobbling them playfully. Pain quaked through my body. “Wow, I’ve never given a guy blueballs before.”
“Rose, please they’re killing me, you’ve gotta let me cum.”
“I bet it’d be a huge load, I’m getting wet just thinking about it.”
I went back to crying quietly and begging her for release.
“I still can’t believe you’ve got blueballs, I’ve never actually seen them before. They’re way more full and firm than I thought they would be. Although, it’s too bad they’re not like a really obnoxious blue or anything. You know, like pulsing and all blue and stuff. That’d be so hot.”
“Rose…”
She ignored me.
“Oh man, I have got to show them.”
“Wha…”
“My friends, they’re here. That’s why we need to stay quiet. They’d love to see a guy with big, full blueballs.”
“Rose…wait…I…”
“Just wait here for a sec ok? Can I trust you not to make yourself spurt all over? Ok, thanks hun.”
She bent down and gave me a kiss on the top of my cock head before slipping on her shirt over her naked breasts and leaving out the door.
This couldn’t be good.
Chapter 4
By the time Rose had left and returned with her friends, I had already hid myself under the covers of the bed. Naked and still with an aching erection I instantly got red in the face when Rose’s two friends marched in behind her, both giggling together.
“Aww, who said you could go under there?” Rose chided, standing next to the bed looking down on me. I couldn’t help but stare up at her tight, green t-shirt without a bra underneath to stop her nipples from poking out at me. Just the sight of her braless breasts, so big and firm underneath her shirt was enough to make me leak precum into the sheets of her bed.
Her friends stood back by the doorway looking at me, smiling and whispering into each other’s ears. They were both understandably attractive since most of Rose’s friends were regardless of their gender. They both had brown hair, or I dunno, auburn would make it sound sexier. But I wasn’t really paying attention as Rose tugged the comforter down leaving just a thin sheet to cover my nudity.
The two girls burst out laughing. Rose could barely hold in her smile at the sight of my erection making a tent in the thin sheet with a small circle of moisture at the tip. I was thoroughly embarrassed, I wasn’t used to a bunch of girls staring at my erection.
“Oh wow…” the girl on the right said, holding her palm over her mouth and staring at the indentation of the sheets.
“Rose…” I muttered weakly, begging her with my eyes.
She gave me a smile and grabbed the top of the sheet.
“Do it, do it!” Both of the girls chanted, eagerly in anticipation.
“Rose, please,” was all I could get out before she took the sheet and tugged it down quickly until it was below my knees. Rose bit her lip as my cock stiffened and twitched with need. My balls were oversized and painful and there was a small patch of precum on my stomach.
Both the girls stood in shock.
“Well, come closer, you wanted to see it,” Rose said, waving on the two girls.
“This is Katie and Sarah,” Rose introduced.
I looked up at them, Katie had reddish-brown hair and simple face with dark lipstick and thick eyeliner. She wore a button-down shirt that looked wrinkled with a jean-skirt on that was tattered at its edges. Her chest looked a little smaller than Rose’s but she was also taller and thinner as well.
Sarah had blond streaks in her hair, and neutral makeup. Her tank top barely fit her as her breasts were clearly larger than average eighteen-year old. Her shorts rose high on her thighs.
Rose made it clear that I shouldn’t cover my crotch with my hands, even though I was dying of embarrassment. Both Katie and Sarah looked at my hard cock with deep interest, watching as it twitched and stayed perpetually hard.
“Does he really have blueballs?” Katie asked. The question was a little obvious as my balls were a dark color and swollen.
Rose just laughed.
“Oh he definitely has blueballs,” Sarah responded with a grin streaked across her face like the blonde in her hair. “I bet they hurt a lot don’t they?” she asked addressing the question to me.
“Well?” Rose prodded, trying to embarrass me as much as possible.
“Uh…yeah,” I said with a choke in my voice. The three girls giggled.
“How much?” Rose continued.
“A lot.”
“Comeonnn, don’t they feel achy and full and heavy?”
“Ugh, yes Rose, they do!” I responded painfully, getting a little angry.
“Awww,” Katie responded with sympathy in her voice. “They must feel awful.”
Sarah laughed, “How long has it been?”
Rose explained “A few days now, I’ve been teasing him a lot too, I really wasn’t trying to give him blueballs, I just wanted him to help me with school stuff.”
“Oh yeah, sure,” Sarah said with a wink.
“No really! I did super well on my last math exam, a B+.”
“Just a B+?”
“Well yeah, I told him if we got an A that I’d let him see my tits and cum.”
“Ouch, how bitchy of you,” Sarah complimented.
“Yeah well, then he went another day just so he could see my tits.”
“He saw them?” Katie asked, astonished.
Rose turned a little red, “yeah I mean, he deserved it, look how much he’s suffering.”
“I would have made him go longer,” Sarah said with a shrug. “You can make guys do anything for boobs, especially yours, Rose.”
I could tell Rose was getting even more red as blood flushed to her face. “Yeah well, he’s a nice guy.” Rose said with a smile. I felt a little complimented.
“So? Who cares if he’s nice or not, I wanna see him in pain.”
“Look, Sarah, you can blueball your own boyfriends ok,” Rose said. Wait, did she just call me her boyfriend?
“Hmpf, whatever, I guess it’s ok.”
By the time they had finished arguing, Katie had already bent over me and was watching my cock twitch and leak. She gave amused giggles and smiled widely everytime my cock throbbed with need. She took her finger closer to it and tugged her hand back as my cock preemptively throbbed and leaked out a bubble of precum.
Katie bit her lip and let her finger drag along the shaft while the two other girls chatted and discussed my misfortune.
“I’ve never seen a cock so needy before,” Katie whispered, teasing my cock and making it dribble out more precum. “And those balls…I don’t even know what to say.”
I was moaning and gritting my teeth at this point as her finger kept me on the edge. She really wasn’t even trying to tease me either, which was the most frustrating part. I could tell by the smile on her face and the look in her eyes that she just loved playing with it and watching my cock pained with need.
“Having fun over there Katie?” Sarah asked as both Rose and Sarah turned towards me.
“Look at this,” Katie said with awe as she demonstrated what happens when you mix a teasing finger with an aching shaft. She figured out how to make my cock leak like a water balloon with a pinhole in it, rubbing her finger up and down, making my whole body shake while precum covered my stomach.
“Wow,” Sarah said, “that is a lot of precum.”
“I know, I can keep making it pour out too,” Katie commented, letting her finger keep me on the edge. “Do you wanna try?”
“Sure that actually looks like a lot of fun.” Sarah took her friend’s place and sat on top of my legs, giving me a look down her shirt. Rose often dressed quite attractively but Sarah was keeping me on the edge just by the neckline of her shirt. Her boobs, much bigger than Katie’s and much more revealed, and right above my twitching cock was making me go crazy with need. She took her finger and dragged it around the edge of my cock. She ran it through the precum and then spread that all over my shaft and balls, wisecracking about the abundance of it.
“Well, I’ve got to hand it to you Rose, you certainly did a number on this one,” Sarah commented, watching my reactions. “I can barely touch him without making him explode all over the place. I mean, his balls are so swollen, I’d bet he’d have a huge load for us.”
“Well thanks, I just wish he’d slobber over my breasts like that,” Rose replied, looking at my reactions. She wasn’t exaggerating when she said ‘slobber,’ there was literal drool on my chin as I suffered from the combined efforts of these three girls. I mean, Sarah’s breasts were fantastic, I think I preferred Rose’s breasts, but still, Sarah had a great pair and it was rare that I got such an explicit view of them.
“Well, Rose, if you weren’t so uptight, maybe you’d get more guys jerking off to you every night.”
“Sarah! Ok, first of all, I am not uptight and secondly, I’m not even wearing a bra right now.”
“Yeah, but I can’t even see any cleavage, I mean sure, hard nipples always make a guy go nuts but they wanna see some skin too.”
“Yeah, well…”
“I mean, my boobs are as big as yours and look what I’m doing to him.”
“I suppose, I don’t know, those types of shirts really aren’t my type.”
“You don’t have to wear them to school, even though you should, but just around him? It’d make his balls ten times more full.”
“Well,” Rose said, contemplating. “I guess, mind if I borrow one of yours some time?”
“I already have the perfect one picked out for you!” Sarah exclaimed.
“You’re joking, right, you didn’t seriously bring it with you.”
Sarah went by the door and reached into her handbag, pulling out a dark red, silky top. She handed it over to Rose who held it in her hands.
“There’s no way I’m wearing this,” She commented frankly.
“Sure you are,” Sarah pushed. “It’ll look great on you.”
“But this thing doesn’t cover anything!”
“Just try it on.”
“Fine.”
Sarah and Katie approached the bed and stood close to me, blocking my view of Rose undressing. Even though I couldn’t see anything, just the idea of Rose topless again made my cock stiffen to full hardness. Being so close, I was able to get a good look at both Sarah and Katie, each quite attractive. I had seen them around school, I think Sarah was a cheerleader but I wasn’t totally sure. Either way, their two pairs of breasts, so close to my face, were making my balls ache. Katie seemed oblivious, paying more attention to Rose, who seemed to have difficulties with her new attire while Sarah was completely aware of what her enormous breasts and cleavage were doing to me. She flaunted herself shamelessly, pushing her arms together to increase her cleavage and giggling at me as I stared at her.
“I look ridiculous.”
“I think you look pretty, Rose,” Katie complimented.
“You look drop-dead sexy,” Sarah said. “We definitely need to go shopping.”
“Look at this, my boobs are like…blah.”
As much as both my cock and I wanted to, I couldn’t see over either of the two girls, both of them with their backs facing me.
“Your tits look fine hun, you’re just not used to them having room to breathe.”
“I feel like a prostitute.”
“Well why don’t we see what blueballs has to say about this,” Sarah said, apparently giving me a new nickname.
The girls parted and immediately I felt a pain in my groin. Rose did, indeed look ‘drop-dead sexy.’ The dark red fabric barely covered her body. It was a tank top, which rose just above her belly button, incredibly thin straps and lacy, meshy fabric around her breasts. The combination of her firm breasts and the lack of cover made her breasts jump out, begging to be ogled over.
“…Wow,” was all I could manage to say. Katie laughed out loud immediately.
“I bet he’s never seen something so sexy before,” Katie commented, sitting on the bed at my thighs. I could tell she was taking notice at what Rose was doing to my cock.
“You can almost see his balls inflating,” Sarah taunted.
“Ok, I’m taking this off right now,” Rose said, rolling her eyes.
“No you aren’t, we haven’t even begun to tease him yet.”
“I’m worried if I get any closer he’ll just explode, just look at his face, I don’t think he’s shut his mouth since you guys came in here,” Rose said with a frown. She was definitely right, I was finding it difficult to contain myself at this point. Both my painful balls and the sight before me were almost controlling my hands for me.
“Comeon, don’t be afraid of showing him some skin,” Sarah said, grabbing Rose by the wrist and dragging her over to the bed. With each step, Rose’s breasts jiggled due to lack of support, they looked like they were going to pop out at any second.
Rose stood awkwardly in front of me. I could tell she was uncomfortable, especially amongst her friends. It didn’t help that Sarah was pushing her. Sarah took Rose by the waist and had her support herself on the bed, making her breasts hang and wobble, the tank top just barely covering her nipples. My cock twitched and I moaned a little in pain as I felt the cum boiling.
“He loves it.”
“I’m sure he does, I look like a slut.”
“You’re making him ache and get blueballs, isn’t that what you want?” Sarah prodded.
“Well, yeah, I suppose.”
Sarah took Rose by surprise by reaching under her arms and grabbing her breasts, squeezing them and moving them back and forth.
“Sarah!”
Katie was quick to react, grabbing my arms and keeping them away from my cock. They moved involuntarily, half trying to console the pain I felt in my balls and half trying to get myself off.
“Look what you made him do,” Rose said, pulling Sarah’s hands off of her.
“See, he’s getting so frustrated he can’t help himself. That’s good!”
I squirmed and moaned in pain, trying my best to fight Katie. She was either stronger than she looked, or I was weaker from the pain but either way she kept an iron grip on me.
Sarah walked around Rose and bent over me. She took out her index finger and let it dance on top of my shaft, delicately making contact with my overly-sensitive cock.
“Ahhh, ahhhhhh!” I begged, squirming around on the bed, fighting Katie at ever touch. I was being brought to the edge and off of it several times a second. The sensation was excruciating.
“Sarah quit it,” Rose ordered.
“I’m just having a little fun.”
“He isn’t just a toy, ok, he’s probably in a lot of pain right now.”
“So?”
“So, quit it.”
“Fine.”
There was a tense silence and then Rose said “look, this was a dumb idea, why don’t you guys sit outside for awhile.”
“Oh, Rose, don’t be like that, we were just having fun,” Sarah defended.
“Yeah I know, maybe…look just nevermind, just leave us alone, you can go and torture on your own ok.”
Sarah gave a Rose a confused look. “Well, ok Rose, comeon Katie, let’s go.”
Rose waited for them to leave and shut the door. She sat on the bed facing the doorway.
“Sorry about all that,” Rose said, turning her head back to look at me.
“It’s…ok,” I managed to mutter.
“No really, I mean, I feel really bad, you shouldn’t have had to go through that.”
Well, I wasn’t going to argue with her, my balls were killing me. Although I wasn’t sure what guy would really complain about three girls teasing him.
“Let me get changed out of this thing.”
“Rose?”
Rose took a few steps and grabbed her old, green shirt. “Yeah?”
I wanted to tell her she looked really good in her tank top. I mean yeah, it definitely wasn’t school-appropriate and I wouldn’t even recommend it for a date. But for some reason, she didn’t look as slutty in it as she thought she did. Maybe she was just used to a bunch of the football players teasing her, or maybe my excessively aching cock made her think she was just a pair of breasts.
Rose turned away from me, stripped off her tank top, showing me a little bit of the sides of her breasts and then exchanged it with the thin, green t-shirt she had on before.
Just as I was about to speak, she said “this is how it should have been.”
Rose took a few steps and straddled me, leaning over and kissing me on the lips. We kissed each other for awhile, I felt weird about feeling her up after the whole ordeal, but she didn’t seem to mind. She reached back and felt how full my balls were or how hard I was from time to time, making me beg for release.
“I’ll make it up to you, how about that orgasm you’ve been waiting for?”
I nearly passed out, my hands still wrapped around her breasts, I nodded quickly, breathing deeply.
She scooted down my body and sat on my thighs. Her torso bent forward and her fingers ran along the sides of my groin.
“I bet this will feel amazing, I can’t wait to see how much cum you’ve got in here.” She toyed with my balls and teased me a little more, making my heart race. I could see down her shirt, just barely making out her nipples. The precum flowed out steadily as she wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked slowly and deliberately.
“This is the first time that I actually get to see it happen,” she said with that smile that melted my heart.
“Rose…oh, yeah that…”
“Shhh, relax, just sit back and enjoy it.”
I let my muscles go and let my head hit the backboard. She rubbed consistently, speeding up and bringing me past that horrible ache to amazing pleasure. I felt the cum rise and that indistinguishable feeling of orgasm. She kept it up and rubbed my whole cock, her other hands massaging my balls. I let out a loud groan and felt the first spurt hit my chest, which was followed by several more. She pumped it again and again, emptying my aching balls.
She stared at me the whole time, watching the load shoot out of my cock and hit my body until only small drops were milked from the head.
“Wow,” she said, biting her lip. “That was a really nice one.”
I lay back, too exhausted and sated for words.
She leaned forward, careful to keep herself out of the wet cum that covered my stomach and chest. She kissed me and I kissed back half-consciously.
“Hey,” she said, looking at me in the eyes after the waves of pleasure subsided.
“Yeah Rose?”
“What were you going to say earlier?”
“Um, nothing.”
Chapter 5
“Sorry about last night,” Rose said as her body leaned against mine.
She was sitting with me on the couch watching a movie. We were at her place, I think her parents were upstairs or something. The couch was pretty comfortable but their TV was fricken huge. I think her dad must have been a doctor or something. It wasn’t just the TV, it was the nice wallpaper, the pictures on the walls and the artwork all over.
“It’s not a big deal,” I said casually. I don’t know, maybe it was a big deal.
Rose had on a cute, dark orange t-shirt that pressed tightly against her breasts but didn’t show off too much cleavage. Her shorts were gray cotton and hugged as closely too her as much as they rose up her thighs.
“No it was, I feel really bad about it. I’m totally not one of those girls.”
“Rose, it’s fine, really…”
Rose sighed and placed her hand on my stomach.
“Hey,” she started. “I’m trying to apologize here. My friends really know how to take advantage of me. They do that stuff all the time with their boyfriends, I guess I just felt like I had to since I never really do that stuff with them.”
“Well, thanks Rose…” I really just wanted to change the subject.
“I mean imagine if you had two of your guy friends come and you know…”
Now I really wanted to change the subject.
“Rose, Rose, it’s ok, really, I seriously don’t mind.”
“Ok…sorry, I guess I ramble sometimes when I get nervous. Did I tell you what a great guy you are? My last boyfriend got really freaked out when Sarah and I tied him down.”
“Really,” I said sarcastically.
“Yeah!” She exclaimed, apparently not getting my sarcasm, which worried me a little. “Guys can be so lame sometimes.” She put her head against my shoulder and took her hand from my stomach to my thigh.
I put my arm around her and sat there for awhile, feeling Rose play with the folds in my pants’ fabric.
We both started to say something to cut the silence.
“You first…” I said.
Rose took a moment, “hey, I really like you a lot. I’d really like to…I dunno, nevermind.”
“What? Tell me.”
“I’d really like to go steady, I mean, if that’s ok with you.”
I never thought one of the hottest girls in the school would be saying that to me.
“Well, uh, sure!”
“Even after yesterday?”
“Of course.”
“Great! I mean uh, good. Thanks, sorry about the awkwardness.”
She brought her head up and kissed me…a few times. It was really nice, her lips were very soft and I could feel my cock stirring a little bit. She squeezed my thigh as our tongues intertwined. Her hand rose to my crotch and gave it a little squeeze.
“Mmmm,” she moaned softly, running her finger over my cock, hardening at a very rapid pace. She reached in under my pants and felt around.
“You’re getting so stiff,” she said, parting from my lips for a second before returning. I moaned a little at her touch. Her fingers were wrapped around me, feeling my length.
“I love how hard you are,” she went back to kiss me but I was feeling so good I could hardly kiss her back. My head was limp and I was moaning more than I could kiss as she went from just groping me with her fingers to slow, pleasurable strokes.
She was getting me worked up, her face was a few inches from mine watching me soak in her soft strokes. I was getting close so fast. Just as I was getting right to the edge she took her hand out and started undoing my pants. I helped her a little to get them down below my knees. She wanted to do my boxers on her own, being very gentle and teasing with her motions, taking them off slowly as if to delay herself.
“Mmmm, you are hard.”
“Ohhh yeah, Rose that feels good,” I muttered as she let her fingers dance on top of the shaft again.
“Wow, looked how worked up you are, you’re not ready to finish are you?” she said with big eyes staring into mine.
“Rose…don’t tease me anymore.”
“Awww, you don’t like when I bring you to the edge over and over again?” she said with a giggle, giving me a few strokes and stopping right before release.
“Ahh,Rose, no, it hurts.”
“I know but I love watching you squirm and wriggle for me, making a bunch of precum leak out,” she teased as her fingers ran circles around my cock head. “Plus, I just love giving you blueballs.”
I was just about to complain when I felt an orgasm rush and escape quickly, enticing a frustrated moan from me. Her hand was doing a perfect job of bringing me near to an orgasm and stopping me just inches away from it. I could feel her fingers on my cock and just as I was about to cum she would take them off, one touch away.
“Rose…” was all I could say, humping the air slowly now.
“Good, sit back and enjoy it, stay quiet though, my parents are upstairs ok?”
I nodded, willing to give into anything by this point. She took her hand and loosely applied it up and down my cock, taking my breath away and bringing back that familiar ache in my balls.
It was about at the fourth edging that I begged her for release. “Rose, please, I need it so bad.”
“Shh, I told you my parents are upstairs.”
I leaned my head back and kept quiet for the next two trips to the edge. Precum was already accumulating on my stomach and I’m sure my balls were swelling in size. “Rose please…”
“Shh!” she took her hand down and held my balls. “Don’t make me tell you again to be quiet.”
Our eyes met for several moments before she took her hand back to the head of my cock. Her fingers were teasing the tip and running themselves down the rest of the shaft making my whole body shiver. She had a huge smile on her face as I struggled to maintain composure and keep quiet. I could see it in her face as she manipulated me, challenging me to make a noise for her as she kept me on the edge.
I squirmed all over and gritted my teeth but the constant stimulation was too much and I started moaning out, begging her for release. Both of her hands acted quickly, one covering my mouth and the other firmly squeezing my balls.
“Mmfff, mffff,” I moaned, trying to get away from the pain.
“Shhh,” Rose said softly, like trying to calm a baby. Her face was close to mine as she watched my tight eyelids and scrunched face. Her fingers were squeezing each ball back and forth. The pain wasn’t enough to produce tears or anything but the consistency and intensity grew as she continued on.
“Gonna be quiet for me?”
I nodded slowly.
“Good boy,” she said as she took her hands away slowly. Her finger traced the outline of my cock, running her fingernail around the area. I watched, she made a few laps around the area before she whispered, her lips almost touching the lobe of my ear, “do your balls hurt?”
I nodded.
“Good, sit back and relax, ok?”
I nodded again and waited. She kissed me and then kissed my neck and chest and then went down to my stomach and then finally planted a kiss on the top of my cock following it with her tongue licking circles on the tip.
I nearly burst out moaning but kept myself in as her tongue sent me to a state of pleasure. She licked up the shaft and all over, keeping me stimulated and edged. She even pushed the head through her lips a few times. Just as I was about to scream out again she raised herself up and kissed her way back to my lips again. She straddled my legs and started running her hands through my hair.
I pushed my hands against her breasts, feeling them through her orange shirt. Man they were huge and firm, I pushed them all over and squeezed them, they just felt so good. She reached down and jerked my cock as she let me play with her breasts, squeezing firmly and stroking me hard. It felt so good, for her to really go at it like a handjob.
Her hand felt so good that all I could do was to hold on to her firm breasts and feel her hand piston on my cock. I moaned out, shutting my eyes, feeling her amazing hand bring me closer and closer to pleasure.
“Oh…Rose…” I muttered as I felt myself approach the edge. She rubbed and rubbed and finally let go, grabbing my balls and tugging them down.
I whimpered, looking at her with my eyes.
“I said shhh,” she said softly with a smile. Her blonde hair ran over my face and her smile melted away the pain from her hand. I still whimpered a little, now that my balls were really starting to ache. Her hand released my balls and went back to my shaft, stroking it slowly. She edged me, over and over again, pushing her cheek against mine and whispering how much she loved teasing me in my ear.
She kept me quiet. “Shhh, get blueballs for me. I love filling them up, making them ache for me.”
After about a halfhour, my groin felt like it was on fire. She had been teasing me the entire time, edging me over and over. I got good at staying quiet but the pain, both her squeezes and discoloration kept me miserable. I was sitting on the couch, my arms at my sides, lacking energy. All I could do was shutter every time she placed her delicate fingers on my shaft and that’s all she could do; my cock was so sensitive and my balls, now blue, were throbbing and full.
She nibbled at my ear as she let her fingers drag up my cock and circle around the head.
“How are you doin?” Rose asked, looking at me closely.
I grimaced and moaned. She giggled a little. “Looks like these hurt a lot,” she said, patting my swollen balls with a huge sense of satisfaction painted on her face. “But, I think I’m done torturing them for tonight.”
I looked at her with watery eyes.
“Oh, but,” she started, adjusting herself to sit upright, “No cumming tonight, ok? Save it for me for next time. Don’t worry, I’ll make it feel really good.”
I tried arguing, but she put a finger to my lips and locked my voice with the look in her eyes. She took her hands down and pulled up my boxers and pants, zipping them for me, trapping my cock inside. She walked me to my car and kissed me goodnight, wishing me a good night’s sleep.
The next day in class, we had a sub, which meant we basically did nothing for that day. Rose ignoring whatever the sub wrote on the board, turned to me and said “so how did you like last night?”
“It was ok…” I said in the same whisper.
“How are, uh, they doing today?”
“…”
“That bad huh?” she said smiling, forcing herself not to laugh out loud. She was wearing a tight-fitting camisole under a sweatshirt. Once the other students had turned to focus on their own activities, Rose took the sweatshirt off, forcing my eyes to the cleavage formed by the tight-fighting garment.
Rose noticed the increasing size of the bulge in my pants. “So…what do you think of my shirt?” she asked, covering her mouth with her hand, looking down obviously at my crotch. I turned a little red in the face but regardless, I couldn’t help but keep my eyes glued down that plummet of cleavage.
“Look,” she said sympathetically. “I’m busy tonight but tomorrow night, Friday, we should definitely go out or something?”
Disappointed that I would have to wait another day and a half, I said “Well, ok Rose.”
“Great, yeah sorry again but family stuff, you know?”
“Yeah.”
The next day at school was pretty regular. I was used to the straining feeling in my pants and I’m sure the girls were getting used to my eyes darting around their bodies. Math class was pretty boring and Rose didn’t have much to say. She wore a pretty conservative outfit. It was like a tube top underneath a regular shirt and I dunno, a skirt or something.
The only thing I could think about was Friday night, as I watched her play with her long, flowing hair. I could only picture her hand running itself along my cock, jerking it, making me cum…
The teacher called on me, and it took me a moment to figure out what he was asking before I could give the answer. Then it was back to my fantasizing. Her long strokes, those big breasts. Why couldn’t I stop thinking about her?
It wasn’t until after school when I was at my locker, gathering my stuff and keys and ready to head out of the door when Katie and Sarah met me as I turned around.
“Oh…uh, hey,” I said nervously, feeling the locker against my back.
“Hey there, so it’s too bad Rose is busy tonight, huh?” Sarah said with a wry smile.
“Uh sure I guess.”
“So, that means you don’t have any plans, right?”
I swallowed. Think of something.
“Well actually, I’ve got this…”
Katie cut me off, she wore a dark blue, tight-fitting tank top with wide straps and jeans that you buy to look worn. “We know you’ve got nothing planned, which is why you’ll be giving us a ride home.”
“…What?”
“Yup,” Sarah said, folding her arms over her white halter top. They both had their backpacks with them.
“Well, actually, I don’t think I can, you see…”
So a few minutes later I was leading them to my car and unlocking it for them. Sarah sat up in front while Katie lounged in the back. I hesitantly threw my stuff in the trunk and sat in the driver’s seat. I could smell their perfume, strong, as if they had just put it on.
“So where do you two live?”
“Just drive,” Sarah ordered, placing these cute, pink sunglasses over her eyes.
I started the ignition and turned out of the parking lot. I headed home, figuring that the closer I was, the easier it would have been to escape. I felt sweat form at my forehead and gripped the wheel firmly, keeping my eyes ahead.
“So, you like Rose a lot, huh?” Sarah asked. I hadn’t noticed but she had already started filing her nails.
“Um, yeah, she’s nice.”
“Tell us how you really feel about her.”
“I don’t know, she’s attractive and she’s…I dunno, she’s a nice girl.”
“So you don’t have a problem that she gives you blueballs?”
I swallowed. Fortunately, my cock hadn’t hardened since the walk out to the car. The fear kept it down. Regardless, I was speechless, I had no idea why they were asking these questions, nor how to respond to them.
“And,” Sarah said, still casually filing her nails. “I’m sure you don’t mind that she has such a nice rack.”
My face turned red, I’m sure.
“The problem is,” she continued. “Rose and Katie and I told ourselves that we wouldn’t get tied down by boys, no relationships. Just fun, you know?”
I nodded, trying to get home as fast as possible, contemplating how fast I could unbuckle myself and sprint home.
“And all of the sudden, she finds this cute guy, talks about him all the time and is all wishy-washy every time they’re together.” Sarah took the sunglasses off, it really wasn’t that bright out to begin with. “And furthermore, she doesn’t even share him, keeps him all to herself and spends all her time with him.”
I gulped, I was only a few turns away, keeping my head straight.
“And it’s been such a long time since I’ve had a boy to play with. Right Katie?”
“A very long time,” the amber color-haired girl in the back said.
“And I’m sure,” Sarah said, leaning a little closer to me. “That since Rose is going to be busy tonight, that you’ll be all lonely.”
“No, it’s fine,” I said quickly. “I’ll be ok.”
Sarah got a devious smile on her face. “Turn on Fairview,” she said.
My hands shook a little bit.
“I said,” Sarah ordered, taking her hand and placing it on my stomach, then dragging it down to the top of my crotch. “Turn on Fairview.”
My lips quivered but I turned anyway, following the girl with her hand on my crotch’s orders. I pulled into an empty driveway and was helped out of the car, my muscles feeling like stone, and into the house.
“Trust me, you’re going to have a wonderful time with us tonight.”
Sarah unlocked the door with keys on a cute, trinket-filled keyring. The house was empty, I don’t know what I was expecting but Sarah led me into the house while Katie followed so closely behind she tripped on my heels. I felt sweat form on my face and my breath quicken. I was lead to a bedroom, Sarah’s I could tell by the pictures of her in frames around the room.
I was thrown on the bed. Maybe not literally, but how else would you describe it when every muscle in your body resists it?
I rested my back against the many white pillows, either frilly at the edges or elaborately ornate. My shoes were taken off and soon the girls were on either side of the bed, approaching me. I could feel the mattress sag as their bodies lay on top of it, so close I could barely distinguish my own body heat from theirs.
“It’s too bad Rose doesn’t like to share…” Sarah said, as she placed her hand gently on my stomach. “Because now we have to confine everything to such a short time.”
I swallowed, trying to keep my eyes from making contact with theirs.
“Don’t worry,” Katie said, leaning close to me. “We’re going to have a lot of fun tonight.”
Now I was really worrying. I’m sure I looked it, red in the face, my stomach felt like it was being shaped and molded by a clay sculptor.
“Relax, you’re so tense,” Sarah assured, running her hand down my stomach and letting it undo my pants gingerly. I took a deep breath as she undid the button and zipper, pulling down my jeans slowly. Katie went to work on my shirt, lifting it up and raising it over my head.
In only a minute or two, they had me just in my boxers. Sarah lay next to me, lounging now, I could feel her white halter top against my bare chest, her firm breasts, about as big as Rose’s pushed against my skin. Katie in her dark blue tank top, had her hand lazily over my stomach, playing with my boxers.
My cock, now a day or so teased was responding appropriately. The two girls seemed to enjoy watching a tent in my boxers form as the shaft hardened, twitched and rose to point to my stomach. I tried to keep my heart beating slower, anything I could to keep myself calm but the two women, very attractive and so close to me kept my heart fluttering and my breath quick.
As my cock got close to fully hard, Katie peeled back the boxers and tugged them down, as if trying to tease both herself and Sarah with the sight of my nudity. She had the fabric down around my thighs and both Sarah and Katie helped the garment down and eventually to the floor. They both sat up, their legs barely spilling over the end of the bed, next to my cock and looked down at it, smiling at each other.
They put their hands on it. Their reaction was one of surprise, like much younger girls touching cock for their first time. Their touch was light at first, cradling my shaft like an injured bird, moving it around and examining it. They were being gentle, I wasn’t sure if it was out of sympathy for me or for their own enjoyment but either way their delicate touches were appreciated.
Precum leaked out of the head and on to my stomach as the girls brought it to full hardness. It twitched as they rubbed it, it felt good, for sure. I wouldn’t have imagined that two girls would be paying me so much attention at once.
Sarah cupped my balls. “Mmm, I love the feel of a guy’s balls.”
If I had tried to respond, I’m sure my voice would have cracked.
“It’s too bad they’re not heavier, if you were my boyfriend, you would go much longer.”
That, combined with many other reasons was why I was glad Sarah wasn’t my girlfriend.
Katie, on the other hand, kept quiet for the next few minutes while Sarah rolled around my balls and told me all about how fragile they were. Katie rubbed my cock firmly, she had had experience before. Her touch felt pretty good as her hand went slowly but with determination across the length of my shaft. Her face was calm and focused, watching my cock and balls carefully. I figured out why as she stopped her hand just below the head, leaving me on the edge.
I was used to Rose teasing me, I certainly had my fair share of it in the past few months, but Katie was something else. She hesitated a few seconds and then ran her hand, still clasped over my shaft, up further and enclosed my head. I took in air quickly, feeling myself approach the edge again. My balls got pretty tight and I could feel Sarah work them over, teasing me more. They were working together and Sarah was keeping me on the edge with the ball stimulation. Just as I felt the cum boil and reach its climax, Katie sent her hand down again. I was breathing hard now, red in the face and feeling incredibly frustrated. The ache had gone back to my balls and I was already begging internally for release.
Katie didn’t stop there, she rubbed her hand back up, followed my more ball stimulation and then back down. She did this…over and over again. I was moaning outloud. I wanted to stop myself, keep quiet in front of them but my moans of frustration drew both giggles and continuation from them. My mind was going nuts, the constant stimulation and pressure in my balls was making me ecstatic. How could they edge me so many times in a row?
“Uggghhh, ahhhh,” I groaned, my hips rising in the air as Katie took her hand back down the shaft again, only millimeters away from giving me release. “Please…” I begged.
“Awww, poor guy, are your balls aching?” Sarah taunted, giving them a little squeeze.
“Please…they hurt, stop…stop.”
Sarah and Katie both laughed and kept their stimulation going. They switched, Sarah’s hand on my shaft and Katie’s on my balls. Sarah squeezed my shaft harder and was more deliberate. In contrast with Katie’s slow, delicate movements, Sarah rubbed me quickly but at the same time, kept her hand loose and her touch never too long on my head. Katie played with my balls gently, more like feeling them then stimulating as Sarah had.
“How are they coming along?” Sarah asked, edging me twice during the question.
“Good, they’re getting a little more full.”
“Mmm, fun, they’re much more fun to play with when they’re swollen and stuffed with cum.”
I groaned and finally, their hands left my cock. It had been probably a halfhour of teasing and my balls felt like they were on fire.
“You know you’re lucky,” Sarah started, her fingernails running along my thighs. “Rose is so nice to you, showing you her big breasts, playing with your cock, even letting you cum. It’s surprising really. She never used to be so nice to any of her other boyfriends.”
I gulped, trying to get my mouth to stop tasting like a desert.
Katie added, “and all the sudden she meets you and tells us about your orgasms and how you get to feel her breasts. It’s really out of character for her.”
“And a little unfair, really,” Sarah said with an evil look on her face. Sarah reached down, took my cock and rubbed it to the edge. “Boys like you don’t deserve orgasms, at least not as often as Rose is giving them to you.”
“Right,” Katie added.
“So what we’re going to do is show you what it’s like to be a real boyfriend.”
“Look, please I…ahhhh, no…ahhhh…” I was cut off by Sarah’s hand on my balls, squeezing them roughly.
“There, feel that?” She said with a big grin. “That’s what you deserve, that pain.”
I gritted my teeth. The pain increased. I couldn’t tell if Sarah was squeezing harder or not.
“Please…” I muttered.
“Take it,” Sarah said. Katie was holding my arms down. Her breasts, smaller than Sarah’s but still big enough to jiggle above me as she struggled to keep me restrained. I was in too much pain to enjoy them.
“There,” Sarah said. She was definitely adding more pressure now. My balls were being pressed against each other. Even her well-manicured nails pressed into the skin and dug into them. It hurt like hell and I was screaming, struggling with pain. Katie looked sympathetic, oddly, as she held my arms down while Sarah squeezed my balls.
She slowly let the pressure go and finally took her hand off. “There, I think all boys need a little bit of pain to keep them in line, right?”
My eyes were shut and my chest rose and lowered quickly.
“Right!” she slapped my balls, hard. I yelped and felt tears leaking like all the precum had on my stomach.
“Y…” I coughed. “Yes…please…”
“Good boy,” Sarah said with a smile, reaching to my shaft and tugging on it, getting it hard. “To think, you’ve already got to feel Rose up, see her breasts and cum.”
“Quite the privilege,” Katie said, her voice sounding rehearsed.
“Indeed, so what does he get for that?”
Katie looked down at me.
“I said, what does he get for that?”
Katie responded. “What he deserves…”
Sarah only moaned, rubbing my cock. Katie’s breasts, dangling above my head, revealing quite a bit of cleavage, were helping me get stiff.
Sarah went back to my balls, squeezing them and slapping them back and forth. She had to sit on my thighs to keep them apart and with Katie holding my arms, she had uncontested access to my groin. She enjoyed slapping them back and forth. I don’t just mean like smiles and giggles. She was moaning, her nipples were showing through her tight halter. Each slap seemed to bring her closer to her own climax and every scream I gave, more yelps than anything really, made her bite her lip and slap them harder.
She relented and went back to stroking me. “The only thing I don’t like about busting these fragile things is that you get all limp. I really think soft cocks just look silly.”
I couldn’t help but take my eyes away from Katie’s breasts and focus them on Sarah’s which seemed to heave up and down, pushed together by the white halter. They were big and firm and jiggled slightly at every breath she took and in the delirious state I was in, my balls full from teasing and on fire from the busting, I couldn’t help but stare, getting hard off of them.
“You like them?” Sarah asked. “How do they compare with Rose’s?”
I coughed out as she got me to the edge.
“Don’t worry, it doesn’t matter what you say, I’m just gonna bust your balls anyway!” She slapped them again, taking both hands and squeezing each balls separately. She laughed out loud, you know like the villainesses in movies, except more chillingly.
I screamed out more, struggling against their constraints.
“He’s getting squishy,” Sarah said playfully, moving my balls around with her hands. Even though she wasn’t applying nearly the same pressure as before, just the movement of them around in my sack hurt…a lot.
Katie let go of my arms, we both knew they were too weak by now to put up much of a fight and leaned back, placing a hand on my sack and feeling them.
“Ooohh, you’re right, you really got them good this time.”
“He’s probably just not used to the busting.”
“Yeah,” Katie said with a shrug. “The others could go a lot longer. I’d go easy on him though, we don’t want to ruin them for Rose.”
Sarah got a big smile on her face. “You’re probably right. I’m sure she wants at least one of them to play with.”
Katie giggled. Were they joking?
My mind went swirling as Sarah clamped my balls again in her small hands. Katie tried to stop her, or something but my vision blurred and all I could sense was pain. Sarah stopped, after awhile and they went back to playing with me, rubbing my cock and teasing it. I couldn’t feel anything but pain anymore, but I was getting hard in their hands, precum dribbling out. I was too out of it to even look at their breasts, which seemed to dangle above my cock tauntingly. My eyes were at the ceiling and I waited for the pain to subside. It felt like an hour, maybe it was. Maybe it was longer, who knows? I certainly didn’t care. But either way when I raised my head off of the pillow it was just Katie, running her finger up and down my cock. The pain was still there, dulled a little from the passing time and now I could just barely feel her finger on my shaft. It felt good, comforting.
“How are you doing?” Katie asked quietly, still running her fingers around my cock.
I groaned out something garbled.
“She busted you pretty hard.”
She probably said more but I couldn’t hear it. The touch of her hand felt good on my cock and that’s all I cared about. I didn’t even think about release. I just wanted the pain to stop.
It was dark now, I noticed when Sarah walked in and turned on the overhead light.
“Now we’ve had a lot of fun today, haven’t we?” Sarah asked. I was feeling better. My cock was soft on my stomach and Katie was sitting in one of those round, wicker chairs with the oversized cushion.
I groaned.
“But, one thing I have to make clear is not to tell Rose about this, ok?”
I groaned.
“Good boy, she would be so upset with us if you did. She won’t like it if she knew we were playing with her toys.” Sarah got closer and bent over, purposely giving me a look down her shirt. “And plus,” she said, placing her hand on my balls, even the slightest touch sending pain through them. “If you do tell her, you’ll be getting a lot more pain. I was good to you today, only using my hands, not even tying you down. Heck, you stayed conscious the whole time…for the most part. So you’re going to keep your mouth shut around Rose, right?”
I nodded, my neck numb.
“Good,” she confirmed, rubbing my cock to reward me. “We’ll let you stay here for awhile ok? But you have to go home at like 11ish, my parents don’t like when boys stay over.”
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