The Big Game - Sex Stories

The Big Game

... torso and breasts. They jiggled lightly as she swirled her fingers around her clit. Jay noticed the wet spot that had formed on the pale lavender panties. He didn’t have much time to respond before Sandra spoke up.

“I just want to make sure you didn’t want to stay in tonight. You know I suppose I’ll be all right without you.” She closed her eyes as she spoke and moaned. Jay felt himself swell.

Enjoying the view, Jay sat back on the couch and adjusted himself. He forgot about his plans momentarily. “Pinch your nipple for me”.

“I don’t want you to be late if you really are going…” she reminded me as she obeyed. Her breath was quick as she twisted the little bud between her fingers, the other hand still busy at work. Jay stayed still while he watched, except for his cock, which twitched from underneath his taught khakis.

“Don’t you worry about what I’m doing, you just be a good girl and keep playing with yourself”. After watching her pleasure for a few moments more, he glanced at the cock. He resigned happily to canceling his plans in exchange for a night of playtime with his girl. Her eyes opened eventually and lustfully watched through fluttering eyelids as Jay massaged his hard rod over his pants.

Sandra’s hand dropped from her clit, and two fingers sunk into her sopping-wet cunt. “Mmm, that feels so good”. She wondered how long he’d sit and watch until he either left for his night of festivities or get impatient and put her in her place like she so wished he ...

... would do. Jay knew it must have been torturous for her to not know his next move, she did not often like unpredictability. “Do you like watching me, Sir?” she whispered.

“You know I do, baby. I like hearing your moans even more. Don’t get shy now, let it out”, he ordered. Sandra did as she was told, moaning breathily as she quickened the pace of her fingers sliding past her plump labia and into her sensitive hole again and again.

Jay stood quietly, staring expectantly at his girl to instruct her not to stop. Dropping his pants and underwear he let his erection free and went to stroking it along the shaft slowly as he sat back on the couch. Sandra whimpered at the sight and wished to be instructed further, but it was a long while before Jay finally spoke again. All the while they both continued masturbating in front of each other.

“That pussy is so pretty, I’m so glad it’s mine. I can hear how wet it is from here. Would you like to cum for me?” Jay’s pace on his member had sped up as well, the tip glistening with a big drop of precum. Sandra nodded before he corrected her, “Say it out loud. Always respond to me out loud.”

“Yes, please, sir, I’m ready to cum. Please, may I cum, sir?” she whimpered again. She had one hand swirling around her tender little nub, and the other had three fingers now, plunged deep inside her. Jay broke his own rule and nodded at her, giving her permission finally to feel the sweet relief of an orgasm. She gasped, and with the three fingers ...