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Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 3
Date: 5/14/2016, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore Taboo Author: qudduse
... as before before slumping again. "Urghhh!" Cammi exclaimed in frustration. "What's wrong? What happened?" I asked. "I can't do it," she replied. "Why not?" "I don't know!" she exclaimed back. She was talking a little too loudly so I put a finger to my mouth. She understood and continued more softly, "Like it was starting to feel good, but I just...It's like you know when a graph keeps going up but then it goes flat...?" "You plateaued." "Plateaued. I was so close, I could feel it, but I couldn't get myself to orgasm," she said despondently. "That sucks," I said flatly. I didn't know what else to say. I didn't know what else to do either. Hey maybe this isn't such a bad thing. If she can't get herself off she'll HAVE to come to you every time she gets horny. Hey I'm not that much of an asshole. I'm not gonna teach her how to masturbate wrong to take advantage of her. "How do you get yourself to cum?" Cammi asked. "I just stroke myself until I cum. It really is that simple. You interrupted me last night. And you did it to me just now." "But you were still wearing your boxers last night." "So?" I asked. What does that have to do with anything? "Can you show me?" What? "I don't think watching me masturbate is going to help you figure out how to masturbate. And you did it to me yourself just now." "So what? Your dick is already hard." "Still, ...
... why?" "Just humor me?" Cammi pleaded. I looked at her with my "if you insist" face and started half-assedly stroking my erect penis. I didn't really feel much so I remembered my own advice and thought of things that got me aroused. Conveniently, one was sitting stark naked right in front of me watching me, so I looked back at her and stroked myself a little more firmly and thiiiiiis isssssss... "Okay I get what you were saying about it being weird being watched masturbating," I muttered. "Hey I showed you mine so you show me yours," Cammi retorted. She seemed to be enjoying herself more than me. I bit my tongue and kept going. It felt like I was on display in a spotlight. I couldn't explain why, but I felt awkward and uncomfortable just being watched as I attempted to stroke myself to climax. It made no sense. I had already cum inside this girl. We had already been around each other totally nude for over an hour before this point. And yet, my discomfort persisted. Although I could have just as easily eyed the object of my lust and affection sitting on my bed watching me, I closed my eyes and thought of her instead. I thought about her growing breasts and how they were already nicely curved instead of pointy and flat. I thought about her cute smile and pretty face. I thought about her flat belly and slender waist. I thought about her tight pussy and how cumming inside it the night before was the greatest, most basic-instinct feeling of pure ...