Day 1: Saturday/Stop and listen
From Create Your Own Story
You freeze. The shuffling of her feet... you can hear Lauren getting up! Crap, there's no time...
She sees you as she walks behind the couch. "Bro!" she nearly screams, jumping back in shock. You sit there, frozen and not knowing what to do. She stands there in her pyjamas with her hands over her mouth, and for some reason it makes you even harder. She's staring at your cock, which you're still tightly holding with your hand.
"Oh my gosh... it's so big," she says.
She steps forward and sits on her knees in front of you. She leans forward, extends her hand, and reaches for your cock, sliding her hand under yours. You pull your hand away, wondering what she's doing.
She has a wonderful touch. It's light, but it makes you so hard, and your dick points up as straight as it could be. She starts sliding her hand up and down your shaft, wetting her hand on the pre-cum flowing out of the tip. Silently and slowly, she tightens her grip and starts accelerating her pumping. Every now and then, she slows and runs her palm over the head of your sensitive cock, which drives you crazy. She just smiles to herself and continues.
Soon, you're craving for a release, and your hips start bobbing up and down, trying to get a little more speed with her pumping. She stops and pulls her hand away. "No," she says firmly, looking straight into your eyes. You plead with your eyes, but she repeats, "No."
You give in, and she resumes pumping away at your cock. This time, she starts moaning to turn you on. It works pretty well. Every time you near your climax, your hips lift off the ground involuntarily, and she stops and lets go just before you peak. You try to do it yourself, but she pins your hands down on the floor and tells you no. After five or six times, you begin to get extremely frustrated, and start moaning for a release.
"Lauren, please..."
She slows down her pumping and says with a sly, seductive tone, "What did you say?"
You look at her with pleading eyes. She looks straight back at you with this evil grin on her face. "What d'you need?"
"I need to..." you trail off.
"What was that?" she asks, prompting you to finish it.
"I need to cuuumm. Please, Lauren..." you gasp.
She continues to grin. "Sorry, I can't hear what you're saying. Speak up." She starts to pump a little harder.
"I need to cum." you say firmly this time.
She pumps a little harder. "Is that a question? Where are your manners?"
"Can you please make me cum, Lauren? Please...?" you say, desperately.
"Good boy," she answers. "For that, I'll reward you..."
She pulls her hand away. For a moment, you think that she's going to get up and leave you there, but she pulls her hair back, leans forward, and puts her lips over your cock. Immediately, she takes it into her throat, and starts moving up and down your rock-hard cock. You tilt your head back from the pleasure. She comes up and gives your head a thorough licking, sending you over the edge.
You moan, "I'm cumminggg!" Lauren quickly takes your cock into her throat again, while your cock contracts.
You push your hips up, and shoot powerful jets of cum down her throat. One... after the next... after the next. She swallows it while your cock is in her throat, giving you even more pleasure. As you release the last jets of cum, you shiver in your orgasm.
You rest for a couple of seconds, after Lauren pulls her head back up and swallows the cum trail that your cock left in her mouth. She gives you a moment, giving you a seductive smile in the meantime. Then she puts your deflating cock into your boxers, and zips up your pants. She gets up and leaves without a word, making her way up the stairs to her room.
Man, that was good, you remark to yourself.
