Fun with Nerdy Girls 33 (Patreon)

“So, what’s the plan?” she whispered, her hips dancing even wilder. 

“Simple,” I answered even as I finally loosened my hold on her hips, allowing her to stand up, though she maintained her position for the moment, desperately rocking to attain her climax. “You’re going to mention you’re going to the kitchen, and halfway in, you’re going to mention that you’re going to take a bathroom break…” 

“And I’ll catch her inside,” Naomi answered enthusiastically, wanting to ambush Carrie back after her daring actions on the shopping trip, unaware that another friend of hers was waiting for us inside. 

“Well, we can, but I had a more interesting thing in mind,” I said. “How about I push you against the door in an effort to ‘protect’ her, and we use that opportunity to give her an even closer show. Imagine just how she would feel under your beautiful moans, knowing what she’s missing.” 

Naomi said nothing, nor did she need to with her smile turning predatory, her hips quickening even further. 

Naughty. 

“Let’s start,” I whispered even as I pushed her back, not wanting her to climax before we started the next stage. Things would be much more fun with her on the edge. 

“How about a little break, I’m feeling rather thirsty,” Naomi asked as she stood up in a torturous slowness, giving me an amazing view of her naked body, her skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat, making her even more beautiful. 

Her milky chocolate skin was tempting enough that I regretted stopping, but it was an inevitable move for future fun. 

Instead, I turned to watch her, amused to note the sudden disappearance of the mirror, the bathroom door closed once more. Naomi walked, but she was slow, deliberate, each step making her beautiful ass, bruised by my earlier spanking, sway hypnotically, making my temptation even stronger. 

Especially when she stopped, her eyes meeting with mine, her lips curled mischievously. “On second thought, maybe I should refresh my makeup first,” she said, her voice unnecessarily loud. A beautiful contrast to the soft gasp that escaped from the bathroom, barely audible, yet even more entertaining. 

“Maybe we should make sure you’re properly exhausted before you need to refresh,” I said, doing my best to sound panicked, though failing to hide my amusement. Hopefully, Sarah was too busy with her own growing panic to notice that detail. 

Naomi giggled, but continued to walk toward the bathroom quickly even as I dashed toward her, catching up with her just as she was putting her hand on the doorknob. I pushed her against the door even as I spanked her beautiful ass once more, her moans exploding beautifully. 

She murmured in anticipation as I caressed her wet entrance for a moment before slapping her ass again. “What are you going to do to me?” she gasped. 

“Your mouth needs a punishment,” I said even as I grabbed her shoulder, pushing her down. “Kneel in front of me.” 

She looked shocked at the sudden sharp order, but her shock didn’t contain a hint of dissatisfaction, not when she followed my orders immediately as she turned toward me and fell on her knees, her back pressing against the door. 

The same door that separated us from poor Sarah, who was deprived of the show she was watching, limited to audio. 

Naomi looked at me, her alluring eyes wide with anticipation. “Open your pretty mouth,” I ordered, and she followed it immediately, her lips wide before I could even push my hips forward. 

When I did so, her mouth fell agape. “So big,” she murmured even as her hand wrapped around the base and started pumping before her lips touched. Though, she didn’t lose much time before fixing that particular oversight, her lips landing over its surface. 

 “Okay, start working to make it properly … explosive,” I suggested. I received no answer, but considering her lips were busily enveloping the head of my shaft, it wasn’t exactly a disrespect, I thought, unable to prevent a smirk from blooming. 

A smirk that only got stronger as Naomi pushed forward with a surprising aggressiveness. She wasn’t able to take all of it at once, not even close, but I was happy with the effort she was putting into it. 

Especially when she looked up, making the view even more beautiful. 

She maintained eye contact as her lips went back and forth, trying to increase the land she managed to annex even as her hands continued to pull and tug at the base, enhancing the sensation much more. 

The trembling sensation from her loud moans made it even more beautiful, especially when it was interrupted by her delicious gags. She was relentless, her earlier shyness forgotten. A part of it was, without a doubt, her own arousal, creating a reinforcing cycle. 

However, the impact of her attempts to get one over her friend was impossible to discount. It wasn’t even an assumption, not when just the night before, I had seen just how far things could escalate during Carrie’s and Sarah’s twisted competition. 

Not that I was complaining in any way, not with the benefits I was enjoying limitlessly. 

And Naomi worked too hard to pull my attention back to the present, plunging her mouth down on my shaft, her toned breasts rubbing against my thighs as she did her best to increase the amount she was able to swallow, occasionally looking up to enjoy my towering height. 

My shaft soon wrapped in the extreme tightness of her throat, enough to press her nose against my skin, a deepthroating performance I had not expected from an inexperienced virgin. Yet, despite all her clumsiness, she pushed through her limits relentlessly, swallowing the full length of my cock. 

That achievement didn’t come without a cost, of course. It was earned with gags, coughs, and even the occasional tear as she pushed through the discomfort. Yet, when her nose finally touched my skin, she looked up, her brown eyes colored with satisfaction and victory. 

“A good start,” I said. “Now, the important question. Can you handle the real thing?” 

Despite the sudden flare of panic making her eyes widen, she managed to nod, showing her willingness to push for more, helped by the fact that she was dancing on the edge of orgasm for several minutes. 

“Excellent,” I said as I grabbed her head, shifting my fingers so that her head wouldn’t hurt against the door. “Tap my leg three times if you want to stop,” I said, earning another nod. “Now, relax,” I ordered before I pushed my hips forward, impaling her throat, much faster than her earlier attempts. 

Her lips stretched to the limit as she tried to accommodate my girth, her throat’s tightness a barrier I vanquish relentlessly. Her gags got louder, enough to echo against the walls. Her fingers sank into my thighs, enough to leave a mark, but since there was no tap, I continued enjoying her throat relentlessly. 

She gagged and sputtered as my hips rocked back and forth, giving her no respite. As my own climax came closer, I doubted that I was capable of doing so in the first place, at least in terms of giving her a permanent one. I still pulled back once, giving her a chance to catch her breath as I slapped my shaft, glistening with her spit, to her cheek, only for her to moan in anticipation. 

“Harder,” she moaned loudly after she caught her breath. “Fuck my throat harder!” Though, as she said so, her neck turned slightly, suggesting that her moans were more for the sake of our naughty audience than me. 

Not that I had a problem with that detail, imagining the state of Sarah, her deficient black panties drenched with her juices as she diddled herself, fear of getting caught increasing her pleasure even further. 

Naomi opened her mouth, and my shaft slid inside her warm mouth once more, impaling even more aggressively, but it only made her moan more. She choked and gagged, but I pushed, this time, allowing her no respite. Not when I was on the edge of exploding in the first place, each pump giving me a fresh wave of pleasure. 

I only pulled back when I felt the explosion was inevitable, aiming at her beautiful face and firm tits, covering them with my cum, the white contrasting beautifully with her skin. She might have commented on it, but before she could do so, I knelt as well, putting my fingers at her wetness and teasing her knob. 

Already on the edge of a climax, it took only a few seconds for her to tremble helplessly, hit by arousal. “So, what do you think about surprising your friend right now?” I whispered. 

“P-perfect,” Naomi managed to answer between her coughs and trembles, trying to stay conscious with the flood of pleasure that invaded her whole being. Yet, she still managed to wear a playful smirk. 

I smirked as I grabbed her waist, to prevent her from hitting on the floor once the door opened, only to come face to face with Sarah, sitting on the floor, busy fingering herself recklessly, her sexy panties already around her ankle.

Yet, her shock was nothing compared to Naomi’s gaze as she turned, expecting to catch a buxom blonde, only to find a jet-black-haired naked embodiment of sexiness. “Sarah,” she gasped, no need to hide her shock. 

“Oops,” I said, not even bothering to fake concern as their gazes met, emotions rolling. I had no idea how the encounter would end, but there was one thing I was sure of. 

It was going to be entertaining.