“OH GOD, YES! KEEP GOING! DON’T STOP! YES! YEEEES!!!” she suddenly screamed when she was almost unable to stand by herself. I had to hold her upright with my other arm that was still wrapped around her upper body and massaging her breast.
I complied and kept beating that spot for another minute, until the pain of her nails digging into my arm got too much to bear. I pulled my hand out of her, loosened my grip on her shoulders, and she dropped to the ground. I refused to wait until she caught her breath.
“I still have four minutes left!” I said, as I got to my knees in front of her, placed a hand on her shoulder, and made her lie on her back.
I spread her legs and dove in. My fingers slipped back into her as deep as possible without any noticeable resistance, while my lips latched onto her now clearly protruding clit. My hand rotating as it pushed in and out of her at ridiculous speed, I massaged her clit with my tongue, and my free hand was pressed onto her lower stomach to keep her hips from squirming too much. I had to suppress my smile when she pulled her knees to her chest and grabbed my hair with both hands, so I could maintain the suction.
“FUCK! Yes! Eat that pussy! Go on! EAT IT! GOD that’s SO GOOD!” she demanded with a cute squealing voice, and I saw no reason to not comply.
After a minute, I pulled my hand back a little, and roughly attacked that special spot again. It was the perfect thing to do. Her continuous moans gradually increased in volume, until it peaked in an almost screeching sound, her knees started violently buckling, and visible tremors traveled over her muscular stomach.
“FuckFuckFuckFuckFUUUUUUUCK! I’M COMMMIIINNNGGGGG!” she screamed out in pleasure as her body started violently thrashing about.
I had actually managed to give her a second orgasm before my time was up! Going by the sheer volume of her scream, it was much better than the first one she had while standing. Any inhibition she might have had about the others hearing us was completely gone.
Finally, when the spasms subsided, she writhed on the ground while letting out a prolonged mixture of a moan and a laugh, as I continued to gently kiss and nibble on her lower lips. It took her another minute to gather herself again, but when her eyes focused on my face again, she grabbed me by the sides of my face and pulled me in for another passionate kiss.
“Holy fuck, Tim! That was awesome!” she laughed.
“Told you I love eating pussy.” I chuckled back.
“I should’ve tested that claim a lot sooner!” She let one of her hands slide down my body again, and lightly rubbed my erection over my pants. “Are you sure you don’t want me to take care of you now?” There was a glint in her eyes accompanying the sultry smirk on her lips.
“Who says I don’t want you to!?” I asked in mock shock. “But are you sure you want to risk the others coming in to look for us? The ten minutes were up almost a minute ago.”
That got her back to reality, and, as she chewed on her bottom lip, she seemed to contemplate her options. That made me laugh.
“Alright, come on. Let’s go back.”
I helped her up, gave her a once over, and then grabbed her hand to lead her out of the room. The way back to the entertainment room was made hand in hand, with her fingers interlaced with mine, and she regarded me with a look of almost wonder. Maybe, not demanding to get my own urges taken care of had a special effect on her.
Before we reentered the room, she pulled me down for another passionate kiss. But when we did rejoin the others, we were greeted by loud and cheerful calls of congratulation.
“How was it?” the redhead asked, smirking.
“Very comforting. Thank you.” Mia grinned back.
“Yeah, we heard.” That statement was made in an unusually uncomfortable, almost whining tone by her brother Jack, whose ears were bright red, which caused their friends to break out in even louder laughter.
When she realized that her brother had just heard her orgasm, probably both times, she seemed embarrassed and quickly excused herself for a trip to the bathroom.
“And how was it for you?” the feminist inquired with a daring look.
“You want a play-by-play, ask Mia. Preferably not right in front of her brother.” I laughed. “But I don’t like talking about that with other people. Especially without the other party present.”
That somehow took her aback, and I soon saw her look transform into approval.
When Mia returned from her bathroom break, she unapologetically sat on my lap and wrapped my arms around her midsection after leaning back into me. Obviously there was no reason for her to try and hide anything anymore after what we just did. She did hide something else, though. My dick was thoroughly hardened and refused to go down, since I still had the taste of her pussy on my lips, and the general theme for the ongoing Truth or Dare was also rather suggestive.
As Mia sat on my lap, she used every opportunity to grind her Ass against my erection. She insisted on leaving her drink on the small table instead of simply holding onto it, so she regularly had to move around to get to it and place it back after taking a sip. Every time she did, I could almost hear her giggling over the frustrating effect it had on me.
I could be wrong, but after roughly half an hour of this, I was convinced she was testing how far she could go before I simply threw her over my shoulder and carried her out to fuck her forcefully. Needless to say, I was not going to do any of that as long as there were other people in that house. I had not been drinking, so I did notice how pissed off redhead’s boyfriend was at me for putting him down in front of everyone. I would not give him any openings.
That is how the party continued until, at around midnight, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out, scowled when I saw the notification about a new mobile device connecting to the WiFi, and turned to Mia who watched me intently.
“You expecting anyone else?”
She shook her head with a confused look, which was repeated by Jack after I asked him as well. I tried calling Michael, who should be sitting in the surveillance room on the first floor, but he did not pick up. That caused my scowl to deepen, which Mia immediately noticed. Her confusion turned into concern when I pushed her off me to stand up.
“I have to check on something real quick. Be right back.” I said, and gestured to them to stay seated. Mia, however, stopped me when I was just about to reach the doorway.
“Shouldn’t we come with you?” I could be wrong, but I got the impression she did not want me to leave her alone. Though I couldn’t tell if she was concerned about me leaving, or being left alone with her friends who would surely bombard her with detailed questions about what had happened when we were alone together. Jack picked up on what we were talking about and stepped behind his sister.
“No, don’t worry. Maybe Ava simply decided to show up a little late. But, just to be safe, stay in here and close the door behind me.”
She didn’t get to close the door behind me. Right at that moment, James Campbell stepped into the doorframe and, upon recognizing her, pointed a gun at Mia. Like a reflex that I could not explain where it came from, I immediately stepped in front of her, just in time before Campbell pulled the trigger.
It was a weird little gun. The silencer he had attached to it was longer than the barrel of the gun itself, and when he pulled the trigger, I didn’t hear the loud bang I expected. I wasn’t trained to handle guns yet, but I did get the facts drilled into me. So, I knew that silencers did not work like movies claimed they do. The mechanics of his gun, the metallic sounds of the hammer being released and the slide moving back and forth, were louder than the propelling charge being ignited. So, at that moment, I actually thought he was shooting me with a BB-Gun. That is, until the pain exploded in my right shoulder.