Small Penis Prison Ch. 30 - Sex Stories

Small Penis Prison Ch. 30

... placing the glass where it was before.

"You've discovered my little secret." she said with a smile, "I'm not wearing anything under my skirt, I did it for you, little boy, I knew it would give you strength for the competition."

"Thank you, Cammie." He said half drooling, still thinking about Cammie's round ass and her pink pussy.

"You are welcome." She said, returning to her tactic of squeezing his balls hard and jerking him off slowly, "Maybe I should change tactics now that you're in last place, right?"

She began to masturbate him quickly, taking him to the edge again and again and hitting the glass a little better with all the drops that fell from his cock.

In less than 20 minutes he had already passed Lenny who was filling his glass very slowly drop by drop.

"I want to stop, Cecilia." Gus said.

"Don't fuck with me, Gus." she said, "You can hold on longer, don't be a pathetic loser."

Mia saw that Gus was in the lead right now, his glass was more or less like John's but he still hadn't gotten as close to the mark as Gene.

"Am I still far away?" he said through gritted teeth.

"I can't give you clues, idiot." Cecilia said.

"I'm sorry, Cecilia." He said, putting on a face of concentration.

Petey was very close to Gus but he looked like he was in agony, Lucille was massaging his small cock with her delicate hands with grace, keeping him on the edge from the beginning of the competition and filling the glass slowly.

Petey should have ...

... already passed the mark many minutes ago but Lucille had accidentally spilled a little of his precum in the middle of the competition but had continued as if nothing had happened.

"I want you to know, Petey, that if you win I will not only give you the best handjob of your life but I will give you my little thong so you can do whatever you want with it while you look at my sweet naked pussy." Lucille said without stopping jerking him while she slowly opened her legs revealing the turquoise thong she was wearing under her gray plaid dress, "What do you think?" "That would be amazing." He said, gawking between her legs while his cock throbbed like crazy, "I'm too close to the edge, Lucille."

She didn't stop as she looked him straight in the eyes through her glasses.

"Don't even think about cumming, little boy." she said, "If you want me to stop you just have to say so, but if you cum not only will you be completely eliminated from the competition, but I will also ruin your orgasm in the cruelest way possible and make your life a living hell, prepare to your worst nightmare, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT."

"Stop, stop, please." he managed to say before having an accident.

Lucille pulled away from his cock watching it throb and bounce up and down, a trickle of precum falling to the floor as she raised the glass to show how full it was.

"And Petey finishes too." Sif said, looking at the glass closely, "Looks like he's third, behind Gene and John."

After about an hour ...