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It was Saturday morning, the start of what looked to be a promising weekend. I could feel the cool air running over my naked body. Last night had been a first. I had taken control of my friend and roommate and used him to fulfil a fantasy I had always wanted to watch. I had him play with another man while I enjoyed the view. The payment for this was that I was his for the weekend. Last night after watching him play with Brad, an old boyfriend of mine, I pumped his cock to orgasm and sent to his own room for the night, promising the weekend would be all his. It wasn’t that I didn’t like Dave or find him attractive. He was smart, good looking, and had proven to be a friend. I think the problem was that I knew he wanted me. I didn’t have to try to get him and that just never made me want to but I had made a promise and knew that I had to keep my word to him. I could still feel the wetness between my legs from last isvecbahis night. I had wanted Brad to give Dave his first load but he got carried away and filled me. Dave did a good job licking me after but I could still feel the wet sticky sex from last night. I could hear someone out in the kitchen; I was sure it was Dave walking around with a big hard on, waiting to stick it in me. I climbed out of bed, slipped on an oversized shirt and opened the door. Dave was standing in the kitchen with one of those dumb grins guys get when they know they are going to get laid. Sure enough, I could make out the thick outline of a hard cock in his shorts. Breakfast was a ritual with us but I knew that this was going to be one of those mornings where he would be fixated on getting inside me. “Good morning, did you sleep well?” Dave asked, still grinning like an idiot. He had coffee made and looked like he had been standing at the isveçbahis giriş counter all morning waiting for me. “I slept pretty good, is that for me?” I asked pointing down towards his crotch but intentionally drawing my finger towards the cup of coffee in his hands. He smiled and I thought he would start cumming on the spot. He recovered himself and passed the cup to me. His hard on was pressing through his shorts now. This might be more fun that I thought. I turned and sat at the table and he quickly joined me. “So… Did you enjoy last night?” he said not even looking into my eyes and attempting to be casual. “Hmm, it was okay. Did you enjoy last night?” I was trying hard to play it off and not smile. I had pictured this weekend and him fucking me every five minutes but instead of being in control and taking it, he was still giving me the power and control. This weekend may be very fun after all. “A little,” isveçbahis yeni giriş he said quietly. “I liked the parts with you. That’s why I did it.” “You looked like you enjoyed it. Being a quiet little cock sucker and all.” I’m not sure what came over me but I wanted to push him a little and tease him just to see what he would say. He shifted a little in his chair. I could tell this was not at all how he had wanted this morning to go. He seemed to be debating saying something, almost searching for the words. “I think I enjoyed it more than I expected,” he finally said, I could tell he was about to just start talking so I let him go. “I had never really thought about doing it before you but it was good. There was something about watching your pussy get filled and then licking you that excited me. When he put his dick in my face I didn’t want to but once I saw you feeding it to me. I wanted to suck it all down and even feel his cum in my mouth. I’m not sure why but seeing you guide it to me was a huge turn on for me.” I hadn’t expected this sudden confession or the fact that my pussy was now aching to feel him and to control him.
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