Part 11 - Reflections 09
Finally Tim removed his dick from between my legs. The sensation of him pulling gave me another small orgasm and while not as intense as when he was railing me, my pussy still spasmed hard enough to squirt more of his cum onto Mark’s floor.
“Did you like that?” Tim whispered sensually, as if not wanting to pull me out of my orgasm filled daze.
“Nnnggnnn…” I moaned in bliss, “Mhmmm, so fucking good.” I said smiling, satisfied.
I slowly began to stand up, “I should clea…” I began to say before being cut off by Tim.
“Leave it. I want the smell to seep into the room.” He said smugly. “Grab my bags and show me to your room.”
“But Tim, I…” I started to say as I turned around to face him but stopped immediately once I saw him. He was looking at me and had an annoyed expression. I slowly closed my mouth and nodded meekly. I walked past him and around the bed to the door, where his bag had been placed just inside the room. I squatted down with my knees together to pick up the bag instead of bending over, not wanting more cum to leak out.
“Hmpf, what a feminine way to pick something off the ground Mr. Harrison… it’s befitting of you.” He said condescendingly. I could feel my face get warm as I blushed with excitement that he was praising me. I walked into the hallway and turned around to make sure Tim was following me and promptly led him to the end of the hallway where a set of double doors led to the master bedroom, my bedroom.
“You can place my bag on the bed. Go hop in the shower while I take a look around.” He said not looking at me but at the room.
I quietly placed his bag on the end of my bed and walked over to the bathroom, stopping for a moment with my hand on the doorframe I turned around to look at Tim. He was moving around the room, examining it. He noticed I was watching him and looked at, just as I parted my lips to speak his eyes narrowed. My jaw slowly shut and I quietly went inside the bathroom and into the shower.
I looked down at the shower floor while I let the hot water saturate Sasha’s… my hair. “Frank… what are you doing. You’re a grown ass man…” I thought. Vivid images replayed themselves in my head of what had just transpired today… the living room… the restaurant… and finally Mark’s room. I closed my eyes and let out a large sigh as I tilted my head up, letting the falling water directly hit my face. “You have a son to protect…”
I was pulled away from my thoughts and back into the shower when I suddenly felt a thick, hard, rod press into my right butt cheek. It slid to the outside as Tim pressed the front of his body into me. Even with the hot water I could feel the heat of his body… his dick against mine, “Mmmmmm” a soft moan left my mouth.
“What were you thinking about? It seemed serious.” Tim asked in a calm but authoritative tone.
Luckily my back was to him, he couldn’t see the panic in my eyes from me trying to come up with something to say other than the truth. “Nothing really… was just replaying the day’s events in my head. You know, what we did in the living room, how you rubbed me at the restaurant in front of all of those people… what we just did in my son’s room.”
“And how it felt, how it felt to have this monster dick inside you?” He said, pressing his dick more forcefully into the meat of my ass. The sheer pressure I felt from his dick against my ass made my nipples perk and pussy quiver.
“Stroke it.” He said calmly.
“Fuck my pussy, it’s starting to ache again…” I gently grabbed his shaft, it just felt so big in my small hands, and started to stroke it. Feeling the head and all of the bulging veins as I moved towards his balls.
“You’re pressing your ass into me Mr. Harrison… do you want it?” His smug tone returned. My breathing became heavy.
“Do you want my thick piece of meat inside your wet pussy again?” He teased, my grip tightened as I imagined his dick inside of me again.
“Do you want me to creampie you again Mr. Harrison? Do you want me to fill you up with my cum again? And slowly drag it all back out with my dick?”
“Ngggnn Fuck..” I whispered, “yes…”
“What was that?” he said coyly
“Yes, I want you to fuck me again.” I whispered louder this time. I could feel the warmth spread from between my legs and into my abdomen again, just like it had when he came inside me in Mark’s room. “I want it, I want to be creampied again.” I said almost pleadingly.
He swiftly placed his hands on my hips and moved me forward, away from him. Spinning me around just as there was enough space to do so, to face him. He then pulled me back, pulling my body up against his. My breasts pressed into his torso and his dick went right between my thighs, I could feel the head and shaft glide against my clit as my groin and his made contact. I could feel the tip of his penis pressed between my ass cheeks as one of his hands slid up my spine and rested with a gentle yet firm grip around the back of my neck. He brought my face close to his, only inches away, and looked directly into my eyes as if searching for something. All I could do was stare back.
After a brief few moments he closed the gap and kissed me. At first I was shocked and didn’t know what to do but my walls quickly crumbled when his tongue wormed its way between my lips and into my mouth. Instinctively my eyes closed and my jaw loosened, my left hand snaked around the back of his neck and now I was the one pulling him into me, our tongues entangling themselves around each other, my heart beating faster than it ever had and a flame of excitement flared in my stomach. The mouth of my pussy was spread open against the stiffness of his glorious, thick, meat that was still pressed between my legs, it ached to have him inside me again as we passionately made out in the shower.
Abruptly, he moved me away from him, “Let’s get out and dry off.”
“Wha…” I stammered, confused. Still distracted by everything I was feeling.
“I said let’s dry off, we’re just going to have to shower later.” He said looking at me before turning to get out of the shower.
“Yes! That means he’s going to fuck me again.” I thought excitedly.
Just as I finished drying off in front of the bathroom counter I saw Tim walk up behind me in the mirror. He grabbed my towel and tossed it on the ground and bent me over in front of the sink. “Fuck yes, finally.” I smirked.
He grabbed his still very erect dick and pressed his head against my pussy. Pressing just hard enough to put pressure on the opening, “Yes, yes, yes, yes! Come on, just a little bit more!” He quickly used his hand to force his dick to move below where he was entering me and began to slide his dick between my pussy lips. “Oh fuck that feels so good against my clit…”
“Nnngnnn, c’mon Tim, stick it inside, fuck me.” I pleaded.
“You want me inside Mr. Harrison?”
“Yes, god yes I want you inside me so bad. Please, just stick it in.” I pleaded again, biting my lower lip in agony.
“I saw how you hesitated in the shower, you still have reservations. So if you want me to fuck you, you’re going to have be sure about who this pussy belongs to. Where your priorities...” he said that last word with emphasis, “...are.” He paused as he continued to move his dick along my groin. “When you realize that you’re mine, you can let me know by calling me… baby.” he said then stepped away from me and walked out of the bathroom.
I slipped one of my middle fingers inside my pussy “Fuck, this isn’t big enough… my fingers are too small.” I thought unsatisfied. My body was going crazy, I needed him inside me. “He’s making me choose between him and Mark…” I thought, as my pussy dripped a few droplets onto the bathroom floor.
“Get dressed, I saw a pair of white lace panties and a very short crop top in the closet.”
I walked out of the bathroom and into the closet, I saw the panties and shirt he was talking about. After wiping the clear fluid starting to run down my leg with my towel I stepped into the lace panties and put them on, pulling the waistband above my hips so that they snugly wrapped around my pussy. The crop top barely covered my breasts, it left a slightest amount of underboob exposed.
When I left the closet Tim was already dressed in a pair of jeans and black sleeveless shirt, highlighting his muscular arms. He tossed me my cell phone, “Looks like Mark is calling, pick up but DON’T tell him I’m here.”
“I’ll always choose my son over you.” I thought as I caught the phone.
I pressed the green button on the screen and put the phone to my ear. “Hey Dad!” Mark’s voice called out.
“Hey Kiddo! How’s it going?” I said affectionately.
“Good, just calling to let you know that we got in safely and are at the hotel now.”
“Already?!” I exclaimed.
“What do you mean? It’s like 7pm Dad.”
I looked over at the clock on my nightstand it was in fact almost 7pm. “Had we really been fucking all day?”
“Oh, you’re right Kiddo. I must have just lost track of time.
“How was your day Dad? What were you doing?”
“Oh you know, just erran… Gasp” I gasped as one of Tim’s hands slid down my abdomen and under my lace panties where he began to rub my clit while his other hand groped one of my breasts. “Erm, errands.”
“You okay Dad? You sound sort of weird.”
I looked up at Tim whose head was next to mine, “Well don’t stop Mr. Harrison, your son is asking you a question.” He instructed as he continued to fondle and rub me. My pussy was still aching from the shower and this was only intensifying it.
“Ngggnn, fine kiddo. How was the flight there?” I said stifling a moan.
“Oh it was fine, there was a crying baby but it was a good thing I had my noise can….”
Mark’s voice faded out of focus as Tim slipped a finger inside my pussy. I sighed in relief, finally having something thicker than my own fingers inside me.
“Priorities…” Tim whispered with a hot breath into my ear, making me even wetter.
“Mark… Tim… fuck my pussy needs it so bad…”
“Hey Kiddo, sorry to cut you off. I actually need to head out and take care of something. Mind if we catch up tomorrow? You can also then tell me about your first campus tour!” My voice was quivering from the pleasure.
“Oh, sure Dad. No problem. Love you!”
“Love you too son. Bye.” I managed to say nonchalantly as Tim continued to finger me.
“I’m sorry kiddo… it’ll just be for the weekend until your back.” I said to myself as I tossed the phone onto the bed.
I placed my right hand onto the one Tim had groping my breast and squeezed it firmly, forcing his hand to grip my breast more aggressively. An uncharacteristic sly, mischievous smirk appeared on my face. “Well Baby… it’s only Thursday night.” I said pressing my ass into Tim, opening my thighs a little bit more so he could finger me deeper. “We have two and half more days until Mark gets home.” I could feel a bulge appear between my ass cheeks. “So what are you going to do with your girl?”
“...just until you get back…”
“After all… this pussy does belong to you.” I cooed with a grin.
(To be continued…)
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