1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 3)


    Date: 9/23/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Erotica, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Romance, School, Young, Author: Muke Hunt Hz, Rating: 96.1, Source: sexstories.com

    opened her mouth slightly. She was waiting for me to move towards her as opposed to taking me herself. I moved forward and the head of my dick made contact with her lips. Cherry didn’t move; not even to open her mouth wider. I pushed forward some more and her teeth deflected my cock to the side. Understanding her game of her being the ‘submissive one’, I told her to open her mouth more. She complied, but only technically; her mouth barely opened at all. I tried pushing forward again, but this time her head retreated backwards against the pressure on her lips. She never took her wanting eyes off of mine. Finally, I put my hand on the back of her head and kept her from moving back. This time my full member pushed in and she opened to allow it. Thinking I had finished the ‘game’ I took my hand off of her and waited for her to go to work on my unit the way she did in the bathroom at the mall. Instead, she just sat there looking at me with my cock in her mouth—her lips not even closed around it. I told her to close her mouth and she complied. Then I gently grabbed her by the head and guided her back and forth. Through her lips around my cock she said, ‘MMM-HMM’, indicating I’d figured out what she wanted me to do. It was a bit ironic because she was playing the submissive part, but in reality, she was in total control here. If I stopped moving her head for her, the mind bending blowjob would come to a halt until I moved her again. She kept her hands ‘tied’ behind her the entire ...
    time and not once did she looked away from me. She wanted me to go as fast or slow, as deep or shallow as I wanted. My orgasm was building fast at the kinkiness of the scene and I had to remember not to blow in her mouth: she wanted a pearl necklace, after all! My balls began to tighten and I could feel the orgasm was imminent. I pulled her off of me and had her lay down in the grass. I straddled her stomach and put my cock in the valley between her beautiful tits. The first strand blasted forth and made a spectacular line from the center of her chest to her right collar bone. Not a moment later, the second spurt shot out, making a trail to the left side of her neck. The remaining strands fell at the center mark, tying the two large strands together and it was (not to brag) honestly one of the best ‘pearl necklaces’ I’d ever seen (and I’d seen more than a few on line). I moved from over the top of Cherry and she looked down at my work. She said, “OOOOOH! I love it! Quick: take a picture!” As I grabbed my phone, she removed her self-imposed binding on her wrists, pulled her hair from her ponytail and fluffed it out before she struck a pose as if it was an actual strand of pearls she was wearing. Her head turned to the side and slightly down while holding her hand flat near (but not quite touching) her chest—fingers almost contacting the dollops of gooey pearls. I took several pictures on my phone and she had me take a few with hers. “Let me see!” she said. I handed her the ...