"Do you want to come all over my titties?" she gasped.
"Yes!" he panted.
"Oh, but you're not going to come yet. Not until I let you. Not until I make you."
Brian pitted his teeth and shut his eyes as she bent her face to his throbbing tool. She really had meant what she said about tormenting him sweetly. She really had meant what she said about tormenting him sweetly. She began to lick and tickle every inch of his groin skillfully with her lips and tongue. She caressed his balls with her tongue, then sucked them into her mouth, one at a time. She sucked them gently, expertly.
Then, starting at the root of his cock, she began swirling her velvety tongue around him, climbing, sucking the stiff shaft, giving little love bites to it. Brian nearly lost his mind. He panted and groaned, thrusting helplessly with his hips. He wanted to come, just so the wonderful torture would stop. But another part of him enjoyed it, loved every second of it.
When her mouth reached the swollen head of his cock, she began to lick it softly. He was dying to feel her lips close over it, dying to feel her suck him. But he knew that if she did, he would instantly explode into her mouth. And she knew it too. She had complete control of him.
"Ohhhhh, he wants to come!" she murmured, licking his prick again from top to bottom. "He wants to come, he wants to spurt, he wants to splash it in my face. Do you want to come in my face?"
"Oh God, yessss!" Brian gasped in a strangled voice.
"You're shaking, baby. You're shaking. You must be so close," Carla whispered.
"I am, I am!" he panted, writhing with need.
He felt like the cum was bubbling in every vein of his body.
"Good," Carla cooed to him. "Good, good. It won't be long now. Only another twenty minutes or so."
"Twenty minutes!" he screamed.
"I told you it would be a long time." She pecked the head of his throbbing prick with her lips. "Now I think we ought to give him a little rest before we get him all excited again."
"What the hell do you mean!" Brian roared. "Suck me off, Carla. Help me come. I can't stand it any more of this."
But Carla smiled smugly and went down to the end of the bed to sit. She pulled out the pins from her hair and let it spill down her shoulders and back. Her long black hair was much longer than he had ever known. It fell all the way to the small of her naked back. Staring at his throbbing blood-engorged cock, she hummed to herself and began to braid it into one long braid.
"Carla, please!" Brian moaned. She smiled at him. "Begging again?"
"Yes! God, please make me come!"
"It won't do any good," she murmured, braiding away.
She was so calm, it drove him crazy. His hot cum surged and boiled in his aching prick. His body was tense, his wrists and ankles straining at the soft ropes.
"You know," she smiled, "when he comes, he's really going to spurt. I wish we could get a picture of it. It's so exciting to watch!"
"I'll bet it really knocks you out," Brian said through his teeth.
During all the time it took her to braid her hair, his cock didn't fall down. It stood throbbing in the air, pulsing, bursting with need. When she finally finished and moved toward him again, his prick jumped with excitement. She was going to make him come now, he knew it! God, make it quick, make it quick!
"You want me to show you something that really feels good?" she asked coyly.
Her wet lips were only inches from the head of his pulsing prick. Brian nodded vigorously. The blood thumped so hard in his throat that he couldn't speak. Suck me, baby, suck me!
But instead of sucking him, she bent her head and dangled the long rope of braided hair over his groin. It was nearly two feet long. He watched with amazement as she wound and rolled it tightly around the throbbing shaft of his cock.
"What are you doing?"
"Just watch," she whispered. "And hold, your breath!"
The intense sensations were almost more than Brian could take. He clenched his teeth and held his breath. What the fuck is she going to do to me? he wondered. He could feel her warm moist breath on his cock. Why didn't she just suck it?
"If he's really ready, he might come the first time," sire whispered. "Right in my face!"
"Ohhhnnnn Jesus!" Brian groaned.
"Ready?"
"Yes!" he hissed, not knowing what he was supposed to be ready for.
But suddenly Carla lifted her head sharply. The tight coil of her hair swirled around his cock, pulling up and squeezing it. The burst of pleasure was so sharp that he nearly came instantly. He gasped as her silky hair pinched his stiff prick. It thundered crazily. Carla licked her lips and looked lustfully at his cock.
"God, you really liked that, didn't you!" she murmured. "I think one more may do it."
"Jesus, Carla, hurry! Please hurry!"
"I'll bet you've never fucked any girl's hair before, have you?" she winked at him.
She lovingly kissed the flaring head of his prick, licking the first juices that had escaped.
"Ummmm, I want to taste it all!"
His heart racing with anticipation, Brian watched as she slowly wound the braid around his throbbing cock again. He groaned as her clever fingers caressed the hot shaft. When his prick was finally entrapped in the coil of soft hair again, she looked up at him. Brian was panting wildly, his fingers clawing the sheet.
"Ready?"
He nodded.
"Okay. Hold your breath. I'm really going to give it to him this time. That last one was just a teaser."
This time she held the root of his cock in her fingers and jerked her head up violently.
"Unnghhhh!" Brian groaned.
The long creamy strings of cum leapt out of his straining cock. He came like a rocket going off. The squirting gobs of jism spattered Carla's cheek and forehead.
"Oh God, oh God!" she cried, instantly diving on his erupting cock with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked him frantically, gulping his corn greedily as he filled her mouth full of it. The orgasm nearly wiped Brian out. His whole body was racked and wrenched by it. And when he would normally have been finished, he was still coming. Carla squeezed and sucked and milked it out of him.
When it we finally over, her face and lips were dripping with his cum. She made no attempt to wipe it off as she began to untie him.
"You want to fuck the holy shit out of me now, honey?" she whispered, winking.
"Are you kidding?" Brian moaned. "I may never fuck again."
"You will if I have anything to say about it," she murmured.
"Oh yeah?"
"Ummmmm," she hummed, kissing his tingling cock and swirling her tongue around it. "Oh yeahhhhhh!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
A couple of days after she and Kathi had spent the afternoon fucking, Ann began to have ideas. If it was that good with just the two of us, she thought, think of what it would be like with Brian there too. He and I could fuck her. The two of them could fuck me. She and I could fuck Brian. My God, it's even more exciting than what we did together!
But she wondered if she could talk them into it. Brian might think it was too weird. On the other hand, he was a man. And the prospect of fucking two beautiful girls instead of one was bound to appeal to him. She would only have to put it to him in the right way.
What about Kathi? A little lesbian-fucking with her own twin sister was one thing. There was nothing terribly threatening about it. They had known each other all their lives. But bringing Brian into it – that might be more than she could handle.
She decided that the only way it would work was if they surprised Kathi. If she put it to her sister point blank, Kathi might be too shy or embarrassed to say yes. But if, for example, Kathi woke up while they were already making love to her, the sexual feelings would be too strong to resist.