Because Sir really seems to enjoy when I write these down...
He set me up for embarrassment, which he didn't admit till later.
He'd messaged his sister in just a way that he knew she'd call him to explain. So as soon as they start talking, he sends me a message to take off all of my clothes.
I do as he says, thinking he'll just tease me a bit, but I am wrong. So wrong.
He comes into the living room where I'm sitting, kneels beside me while he chats away and starts tweaking my nipples. Not so bad. It's driving me crazy already, but it'd not too difficult to keep quiet.
Then he spreads my legs and plays with my vulva, at first just kind of rubbing between the lips, but then he parts the lips and runs his finger around, and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning a sigh. He presses right against the opening and starts rubbing his finger roughly back and forth, and it's getting so much harder to not make a sound and give away what's going on.
He rubs around, over my clit, over the opening, and then he surprises me my shoving two fingers inside cause my hips to buck and me to bite my thumb.
Then his fingers are stroking the g-spot, and I feel like I'm going to squeal, but I can't so I bit my lips harder and clench the sofa.
Then he pulls them out and stands up, and I'm thinking maybe he's done for the moment, having sufficiently made me struggle and embarrass me. Then he really surprised me.
He shifts to speaker phone for a moment to send me a message to go get on the bed on my hands and knees.
I did, but I questioned in my mind what he was going to do. Was he going to make me wait? No. he unzips his jeans, slipping them down to free his hard cock and comes up behind me, still chatting casually away on the phone, and then he enters me.
I have to bite the sheet to keep from making a sound.
At first, he starts thrusting at a slow, steady rhythm, but then he starts pounding harder and faster, and I'm really having a hard time being quiet.
After a good 10 minutes of altering pace and roughness, my mind heavily on every sound which seemed so much louder in that moment, such as out skin meeting, his own breathing, and the slight knock of the bed, he leans over me, which brings the phone dangerously close to my mouth, so I have to try to steady my breathing and continue making no sounds.
He grabs my breast and continues to thrust, though at this angle, the tip of his cock his rubbing quickly agains my g-spot, and I start to climax. It was difficult and embarrassing as I came quietly while he grinned devilishly at me as he continued to talk as he held himself deep inside me as I pulsed around him.
He didn't stop there. He leaned up and started thrusting harder, my insides becoming very sensitive, and our skin slapping even louder.
I was both embarrassed and excited and I came again while he just chuckled at me. Then I came a third time.
He took me for so long that way that my arms started to go numb. Since this was also causing me to loose the position, he had me roll over as he lifted my legs on his shoulders.
The more he thrust, the more sensitive I was becoming, and the harder it was to hold back.
He started going much harder and faster until I was ready to scream.
When he finally ended the call, and I could breathe properly, he pulled out and shifted beside me asked a playful, "What? Is someone embarrassed?"
"Yes," I breathed out, my cheeks red.
"Was it hard for someone to hold back?"
He just chuckled as he started rubbing circles around my clit, watching me carefully, so every time I came close, he slowed down and shifted his thumb. He edged my for several minutes before roughly stimulating my clit.
Finally able to make sound, I cried for to not stop, to please let me finish. He let me, but I was overly sensitive, and he loves watching mw when I'm like that because I struggle more, so he makes me come a few more times before he stops.
We lay there, and he makes me talk through the embarrassment factor and what I was thinking.
He'd made me so wet, I thought he'd cum, but he hadn't, so after letting me think it was over, he swung his legs back over me and rough fucked me. I was so sensitive then, I could feel every thrust throughout my entire pelvis.
If I were being honest, the feeling like a stinging ache that was pulsing through my pelvis kind of hurt, but I loved it.
As he fucked me hard then, there was no holding back. I was loud. Probably too loud, which he also recorded, knowing that also embarrasses me.
After he finishes himself, he starts edging me again with clitoral stimulation to the point that I'm almost screaming until it turns into whimpers.
Very overly sensitive now, and cuming so many times, I actually start to cry, tears trying to well in my eyes from pleasure.
Then, he just holds me, kisses me, and even though it was becoming too much for me to handle, a sick part of me wanted him to keep going.
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