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Taste the Rainbow
Date: 9/3/2016, Categories: College Sex, Author: RejectReality, Rating: , Source: LushStories
the last to take her turn, Kylie would finally let him come. He was still daydreaming about that when she kicked it up a notch. He bumped his hips in time with her, trying to get a tiny bit more stimulation. Her eyes lit up when she noticed, but she didn’t otherwise respond. The twisting of her hands matched the speed of her strokes even when she picked up the pace yet again. It was that change that burst through some barrier. For the third time he rushed headlong toward oblivion. He kept one eye on Kylie and the other on Sophia working his cock with her talented hands. He slipped closer and closer to the brink, and his heart raced when Kylie didn’t move in to deny him. He was almost there. He was sure that Kylie had waited too long. She still wasn’t moving. At any second, he was going to cross the point of no return. All he needed was the tiniest push. And then his cock was in the open air again. “Fuck!” he groaned. Kylie took Sophia’s place and asked, “Are you ready to come?” “You fucking think?” “Tell me. Say you’re ready to come.” “I’m ready to come.” “Do you want me to make you come?” His voice tight, he responded, “Yes, please make me come.” “There’s the magic word,” she said sweetly. He didn’t believe her when she said it. He didn’t believe her when she curled her fingers around his aching erection. He didn’t even believe her when she started stroking him hard and fast. “Come for us. Shoot that hot load,” Kylie said as her sorority sisters moved in close to surround ... him. That’s when he believed her. The other girls echoed their ringleader, telling him over and over to unleash his pent-up cum. With intent eyes and bare breasts all around him, he gave in completely to his need. Kylie’s breasts bounced from the motion of her arm. His balls felt as tight as drum heads. The burning itch in his manhood was almost unbearable. The voices of the girls became indecipherable white noise. A groan rose from somewhere deep inside him, escaping as a loud, lingering tone. Kylie’s hand paused at his root. For an agonizing fraction of a second, he thought she was going to torture him yet again. Her hand slid back up to the head, and he exploded. A jet of semen more forceful than anything he’d ever felt in his life left a trail from his upper abs to his chest. Kylie’s hand slid down after a second, and then back up his length again. A second burst of cum reached all the way to his neck. It was as if the redhead was firing him like a pump shotgun. Every stroke was another blast that decorated him with cream. Consumed in the white-hot ecstasy, he screamed himself hoarse and squirted every drop he had to offer. He was dimly aware of the mess on his chest, but couldn’t force his eyes open. It took him several seconds to realize that Kylie had let him go. One hand, and then the other dropped lifelessly to the bed when someone unlocked the handcuffs. He wasn’t going anywhere for a while. **** Brett sat up and rubbed his aching neck the next morning. Despite two ...