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Her eyes widened until they were going to fall out: He pulled his dick out and began stroking it. Melissa wanted it so bad. But she couldn’t move her limbs to get on her knees and take it.
Instead, she climbed up on the table and, slipping her skirt and panties off, she parted the wet lips of her pussy. Chris seemed to know what to do, he was fast to start slurping up her juices. Melissa moaned and squirmed on the table as Chris’s tongue flicked in and out of her. She was nearly screaming as his tongue was teasing her clit and his teeth grazed over it. He began sucking on her nub vigorously while finger fucking her. Melissa was going wild, and it only made her wetter and crazier to know that Jordan was jacking off watching. She tilted her head back to she could se him, he was staring at her and his hand was moving up and down his long member quickly.
Melissa grabbed the curly locks of Chris’s hair and held his face to her wet pussy. She couldn’t make her mouth move to beg Jordan to bring his long dick to her mouth. He smiled and walked forward, stroking his dick more slowly now, she opened her mouth and excepted it. She swirled her tongue around the swollen head and took as much as she could. More than once, she accidentally bit his cock, Chris was doing a good job.
She was dying to orgasm. She wanted to spill she juices all over Chris’s face. She wanted to suck all of Jordan’s from his meat. She moaned as she felt her pussy tighten, almost painfully, she held Chris’s head more securely to her sex and he put his lips to her hole. Jordan pulled out of Melissa’s mouth, to her extreme displeasure, and streams of his sperm landed all over her clothes.
They left after that. Chris cleaned up his face and Jordan pulled his pants back on. They didn’t even say goodbye, or at the very least thank her for letting them use her as a toy.
Melissa had that weird feeling again, like it was her idea to do this, but also not. But she dismissed it, her last orgasm had left her dizzy.
At school, Jordan and Chris acted like they hadn’t even been to her house, they made no indication of wanting to come back, neither did Malcolm.
During lunch, nothing happened, no one looked away from their side of the lunchroom like the last few days, the boys talked football today, and Melissa made weak comments that didn’t even really matter. After school though, Melissa made Jordan come to her house, she needed to know what the let’s-pretend-this-didn’t-happen attitude was all about, and she figured she’d get the best answer from Jordan.
"So what was that, yesterday? And with Malcolm? I-"
Jordan began laughing hysterically.
"What?!" Melissa demanded, almost angry now.
"I did that," he gasped, breathless from his laughing fit.
Melissa was dumbfounded.
"I can . . . Sort of read people’s minds, and control what they’re thinking. Remember when you were, um, daydreaming? And I was laughing? And the walk home? I knew what you were thinking."
She gasped. "You . . . ." she couldn’t even think of a word.
"And do you think that the whole cafeteria would have conveniently looked away from you as you got up on the table?"
She could only stare at him.
"You know, Malcolm actually jizzed in his pants after that lap dance you gave him? He pulled his shorts off at his house and barely even got his underwear down before he exploded."
"How would you know?" Melissa wasn’t even mad Jordan had did those things, on the contrary, she was actually a little happy. She could feel her pussy getting a little slick.
Jordan smiled as he answered. "Sometimes we jack off together, once I was curious about gay sex so I had him ass fuck me. I wasn’t as enjoyable as I thought, but he’s a good kisser. He thinks about fucking me again a lot."
"Have you used Chris?" Melissa had to ask.
"Yeah, once we were all at Chris’s house and I was bored. I was also a little horny and made them fuck, his mom gave me a blowjob but she doesn’t remember."
Melissa’s jaw dropped. "Whoa." She was surprised it was all coming out now.
"I know, it’s crazy. Chris is actually bi now because of that little session with Malcolm. Malcolm’s not but since he can’t lay a girl he takes advantage of Chris. He fucks Chris and Chris is more than happy to do whatever Malcolm wants. You know Chris’s tongue has actually been inside Malcolm’s ass? I thought that was a little too far, but Malcolm is Malcolm."
Melissa found herself rubbing her pussy absentmindedly, she hadn’t even noticed until she looked down in her hand was massaging the crotch of her pants. "Are you doing this?" She asked when she unsuccessfully tried to stop.
"Yeah, sorry."
"You don’t have to make me do anything, I’ll do it if you tell me to." Melissa was actually aroused at the idea of Jordan giving her dirty commands.
"You like the idea of being my sex slave?" Jordan arched his eyebrow.
Melissa only nodded sheepishly, watching her hand swirl around her crotch. Her cheeks were bright red.
"Hmmm." Jordan seemed to be pondering that.
"Do you do these things to your mom?" she wondered.
"Only when jacking off isn’t enough. You know once I had an erection for a whole hour?"
Melissa crossed her legs, trapping her hand in between them. "Could you stop it?" she asked a little bit crossly. She felt control of her hand return. She immediately took off her pants and lace thong. She spread the lips of her wet sex again, spreading her legs so Jordan could get a good look.
Melissa knew that Jordan took over again when she felt a little numb.
"I’m only doing this because it turns me on," he lied. Jordan liked the control, the feeling of having power over his victims.
Melissa’s whole body began doing things on it’s own accord- of Jordan’s accord. Her hands moved slowly, alluringly, and she stripped off her shirt and bra. She cupped her breasts and squeezed her nipples. Ever nerve ending in Melissa’s body feel like a live wire- if Jordan would have let her, she would have had an orgasm right there because of what he was doing to her body. He began to roam her body through her hands, they glided over her stomach, and she knew where they were going. She’d just shaved her pussy in the hopes she’d go all the way to Jordan, she hadn’t been sure if he was okay with hairy pussies or not so she’d shaved just to be sure. The silky lips were wet, she laid on the floor on her back, arching it so he had a better view of her wet hole.
NO! she thought. It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. She was supposed to do all of this willingly. Not by force.
Jordan suddenly produced a dildo double the size of what her pussy could handle.
"It’s my mom’s," he told her while handing it to her. "She didn’t even notice when I went in her room to take it. Let’s see what you can take."
She wanted to fight, to throw the dildo against the wall and run. Run anywhere, as long as she was away from Jordan. She thought she loved him, but she was wrong, as the big pink dildo touched the outside of her hole, she began crying. It would rip her apart, and she would be the one to do it, she wished she’d never met Jordan.
"Don’t fight me, you can’t. I can change your thoughts."
Melissa felt an odd sensation in the pit of her stomach.
She didn’t think it was possible to get any wetter, but she did. She body got all the more hotter, it craved Jordan much more. And Melissa was afraid.
What’s he going to do to me? she thought.
PART TWO? Only if you want it . . . .
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