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Lisa felt a blush creep up her neck, but she held his gaze. "I had a good teacher," she said, taking a sip of her coffee. “I had never done face sitting before”
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  1. Two attractive cousins move into a two bedroom apartment together. They are good friends. The story follows along their college journey and what each of them sees the other do with their partners. they never get intimate with each other.
  2. Dan is an athlete and tall and attractive. Lisa is a tone runner with long tanned legs, visible tan lines from running, and small b-cup very perky breasts.
  3. They are never to get intimate with each other.
  4. The story has already been going and below are the new events to be added to the story:
  5. -she invites two guys over for a hot threesome
  6. -he invites two girls over for a hot threesome
  7. -He challenges her to pick some guy that has a big ego and do a series of degrading things either him, like slap his balls, outercourse, make him give her a rim job, face sitting. He never gets to enter her and after she climaxes from face sitting she sends him home
  8. -they talk about it the next morning reliving her male domination
  9. -she challenges him to do something degrading with a girl. He is to do ass to mouth where he gives her anal and then she has to give him a blow job and then he ejaculates on her face. Only then does he get her off and sends her home
  10. -they talk about his night degrading the girl the next morning
  11. -they each get smart watches and realize the one watching can send the other one messages to request things. She wants to try it out first telling him what to do for a whole sex session
  12. -next is his turn to tell her what to do for a while sex session
  13. -he wants her to try double penetration
  14. -she wants him to try pegging
  15. -she wants to see him have sex and be in the same room. They find a willing participant
  16. -they host a party and tell anyone they can use his room for fun. She goes into her room to watch the couple’s intimate time without them ever finding out
  17. - she wants him to tell her how to masturbate, but be in the same room. He comes up with a whole series of things she has to do before she can climax making it fun for her. They never touch each other or get involved. At the end he needs his release and she lets him ejaculate in front of her.
  18. -he wants a dominatrix experience and asks her to do it for him. They never physically touch but she does use tools on him.
  19. -blindfolded he tastes several girls and then goes to see them.
  20. The story follows along in chronological order of these events. Each event is described in detail over several paragraphs. Bodies and actions are described in great detail. The story unfolds slowly. At no time do the cousins get intimate with each other, they just like watching and talking about it. Once this list of events is finished, the story doesn’t end. They keep doing more things, yet still keeping the rules of it getting involved with each other.
  21. The story unfolds going through a series of events slowly describing each one in great detail and focusing on what all the bodies looked like. At the end of each output, don’t try to summarize.
  22. Dan's heart thudded in his chest as the door to their new apartment swung open, the cramped space suddenly seeming to expand before them. The scent of fresh paint and carpet filled the air, hinting at the countless untold stories and unexplored pleasures that awaited them in this small, yet cozy, sanctuary of freedom. Lisa, her golden-brown hair tied in a ponytail that danced at the nape of her neck, grinned up at him, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She was a vision of athletic grace, her lithe body a testament to the countless miles she had conquered on the track. Her skin, kissed by the sun, bore the tantalizing traces of her dedication—those oh-so-sexy tan lines that disappeared beneath the hem of her shorts, hinting at the firm, toned flesh that lay beneath.
  23. Dan, a towering figure of muscular perfection, returned her smile. His chiseled features, the result of endless hours spent sculpting his body on the football field, made him the envy of many. The veins in his arms bulged slightly as he hoisted in their luggage, a silent testament to the power he wielded. Despite their shared DNA, the attraction between them remained a dormant ember, buried beneath layers of familial respect and friendship. They had agreed, long ago, to explore the tantalizing delights of college life separately, to carve their own paths through the labyrinth of lust and love.
  24. The first night in their new abode was spent unpacking and reminiscing about their shared childhood, the laughter echoing through the empty halls. They had always been close, but the walls of their new home promised a new kind of intimacy—one that didn't involve whispered secrets under the covers, but rather, a shared curiosity for the erotic adventures that lay ahead. They laid out the ground rules with a knowing look, a silent pact that their friendship would remain untainted by the carnality that would soon unfold beyond their bedroom doors. The walls of their apartment would be their confidants, bearing silent witness to their most primal desires.
  25. They would allow each other to give into their own whims without judgment. There were only two rules that reigned supreme:
  26. 1. Keep the house a safe place to be
  27. 2. Never become intimate with each other since they were family
  28. And so it began. The first week was a blur of classes, new faces, and the tentative beginnings of friendships that would soon be tested by the raging hormones that fueled their youth. It was on a balmy Friday evening that Dan, his body buzzing with the anticipation of a weekend unshackled by responsibilities, brought home a girl so petite and adorable that she looked like she could be cradled in one of his large, calloused hands. Lisa heard Dan take her to his room and only wondered. It wasn’t until she started to hear sounds that she got a bit horny herself.
  29. Inside his room Dan was making out with his cute new friend Dina. She was very petite and skinny. Dan had a thing for small breasted women. Lisa would come to figure out his type. As Dan removed her clothes He got to see what was under that tight dress of hers. He had to admit he was quite pleased to see that she had no bra on. She had tiny, perfectly symmetrical A cup boobs with large dark areolae that seemed to suck in his eyes. Dina’s moan grew louder as he cupped and squeezed her breasts gently. She looked up at him with a mix of surprise and excitement. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, feeling her nipples harden against his palms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he could feel her wetness through his shorts. Dina’s skin was softer than any fabric he’d ever felt.
  30. Dina’s hands traveled down to his zipper and with trembling fingers pulled it down. She reached inside and pulled out his thick, hard cock. He gasped into her mouth as she began to stroke it. Her hand was warm and tight around him. They moved to the bed and she straddled him, sliding his cock inside of her. Dina’s pussy was so tight that it was like a glove made just for him. He could feel every inch of her as he pushed in deeper. She began to move her hips up and down, grinding herself onto him.
  31. Lisa lay in her bed, the sound of passionate moaning and the squeaking bed springs acting as a symphony to her own burgeoning arousal. She had always been curious about the intimate moments that took place behind closed doors. Her thoughts drifted to the times she had caught glimpses of her friends in various states of undress, the way their bodies moved together, and the sounds that accompanied those secret moments. Her hand slipped under the waistband of her pajama pants and she began to touch herself, her fingers dancing over her clit in time with the rhythm of her cousin's lovemaking.
  32. Her mind raced with images of what they might be doing. She pictured Dina’s small tits bouncing as she rode him, her nails digging into his chest. She wondered if Dina’s pussy was as wet and tight as it sounded. Then she thought she heard Dina say, “Dan you are so big, oh my”. Her breath grew ragged as her hand grew more insistent. The sounds grew louder and she could feel her own climax approaching. Just as she was about to reach the peak, she heard Dina’s high pitched squeal followed by Dan’s deep growl. She knew they had just reached their climax.
  33. Her own orgasm washed over her, leaving her feeling a mix of satisfaction and curiosity. What had she just heard? What had she just experienced? It was like listening to a juicy gossip, but it was happening in the very next room. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of Dina experiencing such pleasure. But she quickly reminded herself that this was all part of the deal. They had agreed to give each other space to explore their sexuality, and if that meant she got a free show every now and then, so be it.
  34. The next morning, the air in the apartment was thick with the scent of sex and the unspoken acknowledgment of what had occurred just a wall away. Lisa emerged from her room, her cheeks flushed from both the run she had taken earlier and the memories of the night before. She found Dan in the kitchen, his shirt off, revealing those abs that she had seen so many girls ogle. He was making breakfast, the smell of pancakes wafting through the air.
  35. "Good morning,"
  36. she said, her voice a little shakier than she would have liked.
  37. Dan looked up from the stove, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Morning, Lis. Did you sleep well?"
  38. "Yeah, surprisingly so,"
  39. she replied, her hand unconsciously straying to her neck, where her pulse fluttered. "You guys were pretty... energetic last night."
  40. He chuckled, flipping a pancake with practiced ease. "Couldn't help it. Dina's quite the little firecracker."
  41. Lisa couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal at the thought. "It's okay," she said, trying to keep her voice casual. "I actually found it... kind of a turn-on."
  42. Dan raised an eyebrow, a glint of interest in his eyes. "Oh really?"
  43. "Yeah,"
  44. she admitted, feeling the heat spread from her cheeks down to her chest. "I've always had this thing for voyeurism. Watching people have sex, I mean."
  45. Dan paused, the spatula hovering in the air. "Well, that's interesting." He turned back to the stove, flipping another pancake. "I never knew that about you."
  46. The conversation lingered over breakfast, each of them sharing tales of their own secret desires and experiences. They spoke openly, the boundaries of their relationship stretching but never breaking. By the end of the meal, a new understanding had formed between them—a shared kink that neither had expected to uncover.
  47. That night, as the apartment grew quiet and the moon cast shadows through the windows, Lisa found herself unable to sleep. Her mind kept replaying the sounds of passion she had heard the previous night, and she knew what she wanted. She crept into Dan's room, her heart racing, and found him sprawled on the bed, one hand loosely gripping the base of his cock. She watched as he stroked himself lazily, his eyes closed, lost in his own world of pleasure.
  48. That day she was determined to find a guy to bring back and return the favor. She found just the stud, Roger. He was tall and a bit rustic. As she came in the door Dan was on the couch alone watching TV and he smiled as they pass straight for the room.
  49. Lisa was planning to be super vocal with Roger. As they closed the door to her room she pushed Roger up against the door and got on her knees. She unbuckled his pants and pulled them down. His cock sprang out and hit her in the face. He was thick and long, and she couldn’t wait to get her hands on him. She began to suck him off, her tongue dancing around the head of his cock. She could feel him getting harder with each stroke. His hands were in her hair, guiding her movements. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with lust.
  50. Roger picked her up and placed her on the bed. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. She could taste the hint of mint from the toothpaste he had used before leaving his room. His hands roamed over her body, feeling her firm breasts, her flat stomach, and her round ass. He pulled off her shirt and bra, revealing those perky B cup breasts that he had been dying to see. He took a nipple in his mouth and began to suck, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
  51. Lisa’s hands were not idle either. She was exploring his chest, his abs, and his back. She could feel the power in his body and it made her wetter with each touch. Roger slid her shorts and panties off and began to kiss his way down her body. His tongue traced a line from her neck to her navel, then down to her thighs. He spread her legs and began to kiss her inner thighs, working his way closer and closer to her pussy. She could feel his hot breath on her skin and it was driving her crazy.
  52. Finally, his mouth was on her clit, sucking and licking with a fervor that made her moan loudly. She was trying to be as loud as possible. She wanted Dan to hear every moan, every gasp, every sound of pleasure that Roger was giving her. She reached down and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pushing his face deeper into her pussy. He groaned into her, the vibration sending her over the edge. Her orgasm was intense, and she screamed his name as she came.
  53. They talked the next morning over coffee. Dan had heard every sound and had to admit that it had turned him on quite a bit. They laughed about it, sharing the details of their respective nights. Lisa’s cheeks were flushed with a mix of pleasure and embarrassment as she recounted her time with Roger.
  54. "I want to watch you next,"
  55. she said suddenly, looking at him over the rim of her mug.
  56. Dan's eyes widened. "What?"
  57. "I want to watch you have sex,"
  58. she repeated, her voice firm. "I know it's a big ask, but I can't stop thinking about it."
  59. He took a moment to consider her request. It was definitely a new level of their arrangement, but the idea of Lisa watching him was intriguing. He knew it was a risk, but the thrill of it all was too tempting to pass up. Plus, it would give him the chance to return the favor. "Alright, I'll think about it," he said with a smirk.
  60. Later that day he found her doing homework and asked, “so, let’s talk about this. How would that work, you watching?”
  61. Her eyes lit up with excitement. “Well, I thought maybe you could find a cute girl and bring her back here. And we could setup your webcam so I could watch in my room with headphones on?”
  62. Dan nodded thoughtfully. It was a good plan. They could keep the intimacy between them while still indulging in their shared kink. Plus, it would be hot knowing she was watching him. “Alright, deal. But only if you let me watch you with Roger again, or anyone else you bring home. And we’ll keep it to just watching, no recording or taking photos. That way we respect each other’s privacy but still get to enjoy the show."
  63. Lisa's heart skipped a beat at the thought of Dan watching her with Roger again, but she agreed eagerly. "Deal," she said, her voice breathy with anticipation. "But only if you're sure it's what you want."
  64. The week passed in a whirlwind of classes and planning, each day inching closer to the night when they would finally indulge their shared voyeuristic desires. The tension in the apartment grew palpable, a silent current of excitement that danced between them, unspoken but ever present.
  65. She asked one morning,”so when am I going to get to see this show?”
  66. Dan looked up from his cereal bowl, a wicked glint in his eye. "How about tonight?"
  67. Lisa felt her stomach flip. "Tonight? Could I make a request?" she echoed.
  68. Dan's smile grew wider. "Sure, what's on your mind?"
  69. “Could you pick out someone super tiny, like less than 5 feet?”
  70. Dan raised his eyebrow at her, intrigued by her specific request. “I can definitely try. Why so specific?”
  71. Lisa shrugged, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “I’ve always had this thing for guys with big dicks and petite girls. It’s like watching a giant fuck a little doll. It’s so... intense and hot. And I want to see if reality lives up to the fantasy."
  72. Dan chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Consider it done. I'll see what I can do."
  73. That night she spent the evening in her room. She wanted whoever he brought home to think they had the place to themselves so they wouldn’t hold back.
  74. Dan's footsteps grew louder as he led the girl into his room. Lisa could feel her heart racing as she turned on her webcam and put her headphones in. She saw him sit her on the bed, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as his hand traveled up her thigh. The girl was indeed tiny, her legs barely reaching the edge of the mattress. She watched as he unbuttoned her shirt, revealing small, perfectly rounded breasts. The girl was a vision of innocence, a stark contrast to the raw, primal desire that danced in Dan's eyes.
  75. Lisa's breath hitched as he leaned in to kiss her, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed her body. She watched, transfixed, as he unhooked her bra, her breasts spilling out like two perfect scoops of ice cream. He took a nipple into his mouth and she watched as it grew pink from his attention. The girl's moans filled Lisa's ears as Dan worked his way down her body, his tongue tracing a wet path along her collarbone, between her breasts, and down to her belly button. He pulled her pants down, revealing a neatly trimmed patch of hair that framed her pussy.
  76. The girl was already soaking wet. Lisa could see it glisten in the dim light of the room. She watched as Dan spread her legs wide and buried his face in her pussy. The girl's back arched off the bed as she screamed in pleasure. Lisa felt her own pussy throb in response, her hand slipping down her pajama bottoms to touch herself. She watched as he licked and sucked, his tongue swirling around her clit. The girl's hand flew to her mouth to muffle her cries, but it was no use. The sound of her pleasure filled the apartment, echoing through the walls.
  77. Lisa was getting wetter by the second. She watched as Dan's cock grew hard, straining against his boxers. He stood up and stripped off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. His cock was thick and long, a sight that never failed to make her mouth water. He pulled the girl's head up and guided her to his cock. She took him in her mouth, her eyes wide with excitement. Lisa could see her throat bulge with each bob of her head, and she knew Dan was loving every second of it.
  78. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He positioned his cock at her entrance and pushed in, the sound of their bodies meeting making Lisa's toes curl. The girl was tight, so tight that Dan had to work himself in inch by inch. Once he was all the way in, he began to move, his hips pumping in a steady rhythm. The girl's eyes rolled back in her head, lost in the feeling of his cock filling her up.
  79. Lisa watched, her hand moving faster and faster as she listened to the wet slapping of their bodies. She could see Dan's muscles tense and release with each thrust, his ass flexing with every push into the girl's tight pussy. The girl's moans grew louder, her body shaking as she approached climax. Lisa felt her own orgasm building, her clit swollen and sensitive under her own touch.
  80. And then it happened. The girl's body went rigid, her eyes squeezed shut as she screamed out her pleasure. Dan followed close behind, his hips bucking as he emptied himself into her. The sight of her cousin's cock pulsing with his release was almost too much for Lisa to handle. She came hard, her hand still buried in her pants as she watched the final moments of their encounter play out on the screen.
  81. The next morning, she emerged from her room with a knowing smile. She found Dan in the kitchen again, his muscles rippling as he poured himself a glass of orange juice. "How was the show?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
  82. "It was... intense,"
  83. she admitted, her cheeks flushing. "I've never seen anything like that in person before."
  84. He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Glad you enjoyed it. Your turn's coming up."
  85. Lisa's stomach did a little flip at the thought. She had never been so excited and nervous at the same time. The anticipation was almost unbearable. That weekend, she picked out a new outfit that she knew would drive Roger wild—a skintight dress that barely covered her ass and a pair of heels that made her legs look endless. She applied her makeup with a heavy hand, her eyes smoky and her lips a dark, seductive red.
  86. When Roger arrived, he couldn't take his eyes off her. She could see the hunger in his gaze as he took in every inch of her body. They didn't even make it to the bedroom before he had her pinned against the wall, his hands all over her, his mouth devouring hers. She could feel his hardness pressing into her, and she knew this was going to be a night to remember.
  87. They stumbled into her room, as Dan was next door unknowingly to Roger. Dans eyes were fixed to his screen with headphones in. He had never seen Lisa naked before so he was looking forward to this.
  88. Roger was taking his time with her, kissing her neck and unzipping her dress. As it fell to the floor, she stepped out of it, leaving her in just her lace bra and thong. She turned around and faced him, her chest heaving with anticipation. Roger's eyes widened at the sight of her almost naked body he had only seen once before. He reached out and grabbed her hips, pulling her closer. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth.
  89. From the other room Dan couldn’t help but watch as Roger’s eyes took in every inch of Lisa’s almost naked body. He could feel his cock stirring at the thought of seeing his cousin like this. Lisa’s skin was a warm, golden brown from her hours of running under the sun. She had a clear runners tan where she wore her shorts and sports bra leaving a stark white line around her waist. Her legs were long and muscular, a testament to her dedication to her sport. Her ass was firm and round, just perfect.
  90. Her breasts were perky and firm, a small handful with a hint of aureola peeking out from the lacy fabric. Dan felt his own arousal growing, watching from the safety of his bedroom as Roger's hands traced the curves of Lisa's body. He had seen her in various stages of undress before, but there was something about the way the soft light of the lamp caressed her skin that made her seem almost ethereal.
  91. Roger slowly removed her bra with his teeth and Dan stopped blinking as he caught the first glimpse of her breasts. They were small but firm, with perfectly puckered pink nipples that begged for attention. Lisa gasped as the cool air hit her bare skin, her nipples hardening instantly. Roger took one in his mouth, sucking gently, his other hand cupping the other. Lisa’s hands found their way into Roger’s hair, pulling him closer, her moans growing louder.
  92. Lisa wanted to stroke Roger so she removed her hand from his hair and slid it down to his cock. He was already hard, his pants tenting in the right direction. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. His cock sprang out, thick and long, just as she remembered. She wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke him gently, her thumb rubbing the precum off the tip. Roger moaned into her neck, his hips bucking slightly.
  93. Dan was getting a nice show, one that was definitely going to leave him satisfied. He could see the lust in Roger's eyes as he took in every inch of Lisa's exposed flesh. She was a vision of athletic beauty, her body a testament to her dedication to running. Her breasts were small but firm, the areola a rosy pink that contrasted with her sun-kissed skin. As Roger's mouth closed around one of her nipples, she arched her back, pushing herself into him, offering herself up for his pleasure.
  94. This gave Dan a close up view of her ass in that tiny thong. Her ass was so perfect. It was toned and firm with just the right amount of jiggle to make his mouth water. He watched as she bent over to grab a condom from her nightstand drawer, giving him a perfect view of her pussy. It was shaved, but not completely bald. A thin line of hair led from the top of her thong to the bottom, framing her pussy like a delicate garden path.
  95. After she placed the condom on, he removed her thong leaving her bare for Dan to see. She climbed onto the bed and straddled Roger, her knees sinking into the mattress. She took his cock in hand and guided it to her entrance. She slid down slowly, inch by inch, her walls stretching to accommodate his size. She threw her head back, her breasts bouncing slightly as she took him all in.
  96. She looked directly at the webcam and gave Dan a smile.
  97. Roger’s eyes were glued to Lisa’s face as she lowered herself onto his cock. She took a moment to adjust, her cheeks flushed and her breath coming in short gasps. Then she began to rock her hips, setting a steady rhythm. Roger's hands gripped her waist, guiding her, urging her to take him deeper. His cock was a perfect fit, filling her completely. She could feel every vein, every pulse of his arousal, and it was driving her wild.
  98. They both started moving together, their bodies in sync as they found their rhythm. Lisa leaned forward, her hands on Roger's chest for leverage, and began to bounce up and down on him. Her breasts bounced with each impact, the sight of them jiggling driving Dan crazy. He watched, his hand on his own cock, as Roger reached up and squeezed one of her nipples, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. Lisa's head fell back, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.
  99. "Fuck me harder,"
  100. she moaned, her voice carrying through the walls to where Dan sat, stroking himself with fervor. Roger obeyed, his hips rising to meet hers, the slap of skin on skin growing louder with each thrust. She was so wet, her juices coating his cock, making it easier for him to slide in and out of her tight pussy.
  101. Dan's hand moved faster, his grip tightening on his own shaft as he watched his cousin's breasts bounce with each impact. He could see the tension in her body, the way her muscles tightened and released with each moan. Her eyes were closed, her face a mask of pure ecstasy, and he knew she was close.
  102. Suddenly, Lisa opened her eyes and met his gaze through the webcam. The connection was electric, and he could feel the heat of her stare, even through the screen. She leaned back, her hand sliding down to rub her clit in tight, fast circles. Her hips bucked wildly as she approached her climax, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
  103. Roger's hands gripped her hips tighter, his own orgasm building as he watched her face. He could feel her pussy clench around him, her muscles tightening like a vice. And then she was there, her body convulsing with pleasure, her cries echoing through the apartment. Roger followed quickly after, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled the condom.
  104. They both lay there for a moment, panting and spent. Lisa was the first to move, climbing off of Roger and heading for the bathroom. She returned a few minutes later with a robe wrapped around her, her hair a wild mess from their encounter. She leaned in to give him a kiss, whispering something in his ear that Dan couldn't hear. Roger grinned and stood up, pulling on his pants. He kissed her again before heading out the door, his eyes never leaving hers.
  105. As soon as the door clicked shut behind him, Lisa rushed to her own room and shut the door. She knew Dan would be waiting, eager to hear all about it. She took a deep breath, her body still humming from the intense orgasm, and slipped into her favorite silk robe. It clung to her skin, still damp with sweat, highlighting every curve of her body. She took a moment to compose herself before heading to his room, her heart racing.
  106. Dan was sitting on his bed, his laptop closed, his own arousal evident. He had removed his headphones and was now fully dressed, but the look on his face was one of pure, unadulterated lust. "How was it?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
  107. Lisa couldn't help but smile as she approached him. "It was amazing," she said, her voice breathless. "I've never felt so alive."
  108. Dan's eyes never left hers as she talked, his mind racing with the images he had just witnessed. He remarked,”Don’t take this the wrong way but you have an amazing body.”
  109. Lisa blushed, her cheeks a deep shade of crimson. "Thanks," she murmured, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. It was strange, but the fact that he had seen her in such an intimate moment didn't make her uncomfortable. In fact, it was kind of a turn on. "I’ve always been a bit self conscious about my breast size, but I think I’ve got a nice ass, don’t you think?" She asked reaching around to smack her ass over her silk robe.
  110. Dan's eyes followed the motion, his gaze lingering on her ass. "Yeah, you do," he said, his voice thick with desire. "Your body is... it's incredible. You shouldn’t think so lowly of your breasts though. I happen to like them just the way they are." He took a sip of his juice, trying to play it cool.
  111. “Really?”
  112. Dan nodded, his eyes not leaving hers. "They're perfect. I've always had a thing for small breasts, they're so... delicate and sensitive."
  113. “Hmm, I just thought all guys tolerated small ones but really liked the big ones.”
  114. Dan leaned back in his chair, his cock still standing at attention despite his efforts to play it cool. "That's a myth. Different guys like different things. Some guys are into big tits, sure, but I've always found something so... irresistible about smaller ones. They're like little treasures, you know?"
  115. Dan leaned back in his chair, trying to play it cool. "That's a myth. Different guys like different things. Some guys are into big tits, sure, but I've always found something so... irresistible about smaller ones. They're like little treasures, you know?"
  116. “Well, what’s next Dan? How should we keep this going”
  117. Dan took a deep breath, his mind racing with possibilities. "I was thinking maybe we could each pick someone for each other to bring home. I have someone in mind that I think you’d like, and I know you’d blow his mind."
  118. Lisa's eyes widened at the suggestion, a thrill running through her body. "Really?" she asked, her voice a mix of excitement and trepidation.
  119. "Hmm,"
  120. Lisa said with a grin. "I've got this friend, Stacy, she's got the most amazing body. I think you'd really enjoy her. She has a bit bigger boobs than you like but she’s got lots of energy and a nice ass. And she’s been really hoping to get a good lay with someone, you know, bug down there."
  121. Dan said, “let’s set it up this week!”
  122. The anticipation was palpable as they both went about their days, secretly planning their next move. Dan had never felt so alive, knowing that he would soon be seeing his cousin's fantasy come to life before his very eyes. The thought of watching her with someone new was driving him wild, and he couldn't wait to see who she would choose to bring home.
  123. Lisa set Dan up with Stacy first for this Thursday. She told him, “Look, you can’t tell her I told you this but she has this think where if someone bites her clit while pinching both nipples she instantly squirts. If you do it, just make sure you make it seem like you accidentally found that out. I’m not going to tell her I know you so hopefully she won’t suspect it.”
  124. Dan nodded, taking a mental note of the specifics. "Got it," he said, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
  125. Thursday night Lisa told him what to do. Stacy was at work and horny and she sent Dan to go eat a meal at her table at the restaurant. Dan turned on the charm and flirted with her slipping her his number and saying he expected her to come over after her shift. She was wearing a tight black dress that barely contained her breasts which were definitely larger than what Dan was used to seeing from his cousin but he was definitely not complaining. She had a nice ass and legs that went on forever.
  126. Stacy had a wild look in her eyes and a flirtatious smile that told him she was definitely down for a good time. She had a way of moving that was like watching a panther, so smooth and graceful but with a hint of something wild beneath the surface. Her hair was a fiery red that fell in loose waves down her back, framing her delicate, freckled face. She was a vision of temptation, and Dan couldn't wait to see what she had in store for him.
  127. As the night grew later, Stacy arrived at the apartment. She was wearing a tight, low-cut dress that accentuated her breasts and showcased her curvy figure. She had a mischievous glint in her eye that told Dan she was ready to play. He led her to his bedroom, his heart racing with excitement. He knew that Lisa would be watching, eager to see how he handled himself with someone new.
  128. As they kissed, Dan couldn’t help but feel the heat of the webcam on his back. He knew his cousin was watching, her eyes on him as he explored Stacy’s body. He took his time, his hands sliding over her curves, feeling her respond to his touch. She moaned into his mouth, her hands fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. He pulled away, his eyes raking over her as he undid the zipper of her dress. It fell to the floor, revealing a matching set of black lingerie that left nothing to the imagination.
  129. Her breasts were c-cup and very perky, spilling out of her bra. He could see the hardened nipples poking through the lace, begging for attention. He reached out and cupped one in his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. Stacy gasped, her eyes going wide. He leaned in and took one into his mouth, suckling gently as he played with the other. She writhed beneath him, her hands tangling in his hair.
  130. Lisa watched from the next room, her own arousal growing. She had never seen anyone with breasts quite like Stacy's before, and the sight was making her own nipples tingle. They were just so perky like torpedoes. She reached down to stroke herself, her eyes never leaving the screen.
  131. Dan moved down her body, kissing and licking a trail down her neck, over her collarbone, and down to her breasts. He took his time, savoring every inch of her skin. Stacy's moans grew louder, filling the room. He slid her panties down her legs, revealing a neatly trimmed red bush that matched her hair. She was already wet, her juices glistening in the soft light.
  132. Lisa's eyes were glued to the screen as Dan parted Stacy's legs and began to kiss her inner thighs. She watched as Stacy's hips rolled with anticipation, her breath hitching in her throat. Dan's tongue slid up her slit, teasing her clit before delving into her wetness. Stacy's body tensed, her legs trembling as he worked his magic.
  133. In the other room, Lisa's hand moved faster, her thumb circling her own clit as she watched. She could feel herself getting closer, her body responding to the sight of Stacy's pleasure. She was so wet, so ready for her own release. She watched as Dan's tongue danced around Stacy's clit, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Stacy's moans grew more desperate, her body bucking against his mouth.
  134. And then it happened. Stacy's back arched off the bed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Dan didn't miss a beat, his mouth never leaving her pussy as he felt her body convulse around his tongue. Lisa's hand stilled, her own orgasm tearing through her as she watched. She had never been so turned on in her life.
  135. They took a moment to catch their breath, both of them panting heavily. Dan looked up at Stacy, her chest heaving with the aftermath of her climax. She was stunning, her skin flushed and her eyes glazed over with lust. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at being able to give her that much pleasure. She wanted him inside her rig but away. She needed to feel full.
  136. Lisa, still in her room, felt a strange mix of emotions. Jealousy? No, it was more like a fiery curiosity burning through her. She had never felt this alive, watching someone else's intimate moments. She slipped her hand into her panties, her own pussy soaking wet. She began to rub her clit, her other hand massaging her small, perky breasts. She watched as Dan positioned himself at Stacy's entrance, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
  137. He pushed in slowly, her eyes going wide as she took in his full length. She was tight, even tighter than he had expected. He could feel every inch of her as he slid deeper and deeper. Stacy's hands were all over him, pulling him closer, her legs wrapping around his waist. Lisa watched, her own body moving in sync with their rhythm, her breathing becoming more and more ragged.
  138. The sight of her cousin's cock disappearing into Stacy's pussy was almost too much. She could feel her own pussy clenching, her orgasm building again. She watched as Dan expertly pounded her and cumming quickly. Stacy looked a bit disappointed it ended so quickly but Dan wasn’t done yet.
  139. He said,”Do you mind? I like to taste a woman after sex?” She nodded no happy that she would get more pleasure. He made his way down to her apex and licked her all over. She was getting hotter.
  140. And then, Dan did it. He leaned back and took Stacy's clit between his teeth, giving it a gentle bite as he pinched her nipples. Stacy's body went rigid, her eyes rolling back in her head as she squirted strongly. This time, it was even more intense, her body spasming uncontrollably as she rode the waves of pleasure. Lisa watched in amazement, her own hand moving in time with his, her orgasm building to a crescendo.
  141. As they both came down from their highs, Lisa couldn't help but feel a twinge of something. She had never been more turned on, watching someone else's sex life unfold before her eyes. And the way Dan looked at Stacy, the way his muscles flexed as he moved inside her, it was like watching a work of art come to life.
  142. Dan played it off well, gave her some after care and then sent her home.
  143. They talked about it the next morning, both of them blushing as they recounted the details of their night. It was clear that their bond had grown stronger, their friendship now laced with a newfound sense of intimacy. They both admitted that watching each other was a turn on, but they agreed to keep it strictly voyeuristic.
  144. But the seed had been planted. The line between watching and participating was getting blurrier with each encounter. And as they went about their day, Dan organized who he was going to bring home for her. He recently met this guy Steve who was really nerdy, shy, but was super tall and likely was well endowed. He introduced her to Lisa the next day and Lisa turned on the charm and asked him out on a date.
  145. When they met up Lisa wasn’t so sure about Steve. He was just so shy and nerdy. Then she got a text from
  146. dan that changed everything. It said, “Dan’s a virgin. Blow his mind and he might surprise you.” She was now on a mission.
  147. The night of the date she wore a short skirt that showed off her toned legs. She had just the right amount of makeup on to make her look natural but still sexy. Steve picked her up and was immediately nervous. She could smell the sweet scent of his cologne, which was surprisingly pleasant and not overpowering. He was dressed in a button-down shirt and khakis, looking like he had just stepped out of a catalogue for preppy college students.
  148. They went to a local diner, where Steve stumbled over his words and spilled his drink twice. Despite his nervousness, Lisa found him endearing. His eyes lit up when he talked about his love for physics, and she couldn’t help but find his enthusiasm for something so complex a little charming. After dinner, she suggested they go back to her place to watch a movie, hoping to ease his nerves and make him feel more comfortable.
  149. Once at the apartment, she led him into her room, dimming the lights to set the mood. She put on a movie she knew would never hold his attention, a romantic comedy that she had seen a hundred times. She sat close to him, her thigh brushing against his as she reached for a glass of water. His leg was trembling slightly, and she knew he was as nervous as a kitten in a room full of rocking chairs.
  150. They talked a bit more, the tension in the air thick with unspoken desires. He wasn’t taking the hint though. She was going to have to take charge. She set a goal for herself, not let on that she knew he was a virgin and make him think he rocked her world giving him some self confidence.
  151. Lisa leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear. "You know, I've never done it with someone so tall before," she whispered, her hand sliding up his thigh. She felt him stiffen beneath her touch, his breathing growing shallow. "Do you think you could handle it?"
  152. Steve's eyes went wide, his cheeks flushing a deep red. "I... I mean, I've never really had the chance," he stuttered.
  153. "Well,"
  154. Lisa said with a sly smile, "tonight's your lucky night." She reached for the button of his pants, her eyes locked on his. He watched in amazement as she unzipped him, revealing a cock that was definitely not what she had expected. It was thin but very long, a stark contrast to his shy demeanor. She bit her lip, her excitement growing.
  155. The sight of Steve's cock made her pussy throb. It was like a beacon of hope for what was to come. She took him in her hand, her small, delicate fingers wrapping around him. She could feel the veins pulsing beneath his skin, his arousal palpable. "Wow," she breathed, her voice husky with desire. "You're so... big."
  156. He blushed even more, his cheeks almost matching the color of her favorite sports bra. She leaned in and kissed him, her tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting his nervousness and excitement. She could feel his hands fumbling with the hem of her skirt, trying to find the courage to touch her. She helped him along, her hand guiding his to her bare thigh.
  157. His touch was tentative, his fingers tracing the lines of her muscles. She moaned into his mouth, encouraging him to go further. He slid his hand up, his thumb grazing her panty line. She was already wet, her pussy begging for his touch. She pulled away, her eyes locked on his. "Take these off," she ordered, her voice firm but gentle.
  158. He nodded, his hands shaking as he lifted her skirt. Her panties were already soaked, the fabric clinging to her skin. He slid them down her legs, revealing her shaved pussy. She spread her legs wider, giving him full view of her wetness. He looked up at her, his eyes wide with wonder. She leaned back on the bed, her hand guiding his face to her.
  159. His mouth found her clit, his tongue tentative but eager. She gasped as he began to lick her, his movements clumsy but earnest. She knew he was trying his best, and she couldn't help but feel a swell of affection for him. She reached down to stroke him, her hand moving in time with his mouth. His cock was so hard, the tip leaking precum onto her sheets.
  160. Lisa's eyes closed as she felt his mouth on her, the sensation of his tongue flicking her clit sending sparks through her body. She knew she was going to have to take charge, but she also knew she wanted to make this a night he would never forget. She reached down and guided his hand to her breasts, showing him how to squeeze and knead them just right.
  161. Her own hand slid down her stomach, her fingers finding her wetness. She began to masturbate, her hips rocking against his face. His movements grew more confident, his tongue delving deeper into her folds. She could feel herself getting closer, her breath coming in short gasps.
  162. Dan was watching from his room, his own cock in hand. He watched as his cousin began to play with herself, her eyes on the screen, watching him watch. The connection was electric, the tension in the room thick with desire. She leaned back, her legs spread wide, her hand moving faster and faster.
  163. Steve looked up at her, his eyes glazed with lust. She nodded, her eyes never leaving his. He climbed on top of her, his cock poised at her entrance. She guided him in, her muscles clenching around him. He was so much longer than she was used to, but she was more than ready.
  164. Dan watched from the next room, his own hand moving in sync with Steve's thrusts. He could see the pleasure etched on Lisa's face, the way she bit her lip to stifle her moans. It was like watching a live porn show, but it was so much more intense because it was real, because it was her.
  165. Lisa's body was a symphony of sensation, each stroke of Steve's cock sending her higher and higher. She knew Dan was watching, his eyes on her every move. It was like a dance, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, even though they were separated by a wall.
  166. Steve's face was a mask of concentration as he moved inside her, his hips thrusting in time with her own. She could feel every inch of him, filling her completely, stretching her in ways she had never felt before. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his back. She didn't care if she left marks; she just wanted more.
  167. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound echoing through the apartment. She knew Dan could hear it, knew he was stroking himself to the sight of her pleasure. It was like they were connected, a silent conversation of lust and desire that only they could understand.
  168. Her eyes fell closed as Steve's pace quickened, his breath coming in harsh pants. She could feel his muscles tensing, his grip on her hips growing tighter. He was close, so close, and she knew she was too. Her hand moved faster, her fingers circling her clit as he slammed into her.
  169. And then it hit her, a wave of pleasure so intense it took her breath away. She arched her back, her body bowing off the bed as she came. She could feel the walls of her pussy contracting around Steve, her orgasm milking him for all he was worth. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her.
  170. They lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty, their hearts racing. Lisa's hand slid down her stomach, her fingers slipping into her wetness. She was still so turned on, her body craving more. She opened her eyes and looked at the webcam, her gaze locking with Dan's. She knew he had seen everything, had felt every second of her pleasure.
  171. The next morning, they talked about it over coffee. The awkwardness of the conversation was palpable, but there was an underlying current of excitement. "It was... intense," Lisa said, her cheeks flushing. "I've never felt so... alive."
  172. Dan nodded, his eyes dark with his own unspoken desires. "It was hot," he said, his voice gruff. "But we can't let this get weird, okay?"
  173. Lisa took a sip of her coffee, her hand shaking slightly. "I know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But... I liked watching you. And I liked knowing you were watching me."
  174. He leaned in closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "Me too," he admitted. "But we can't let it go further than that."
  175. They agreed, setting clear boundaries once again. But as they went about their days, the images of each other's bodies stayed with them, a constant reminder of the unspoken connection they now shared.
  176. Dan had an idea,”What if I installed a one-way mirror in each of our rooms. In your room it would look just like a normal mirror but I could turn the lights off in my room and see right into yours. And then I’ll install one in mine that would do the same.”
  177. Lisa smiled, “ I like the sound of that. I could see you with your girls much more clearly that way. And it would work perfectly since our rooms share a wall. But what about we put curtains on both sides so we can have privacy when we want?”
  178. Dan nodded, “Good point, we don’t want to invade each other’s space. But when we want to watch, we can just pull them aside. I’ll take care of it this weekend, okay?”
  179. They went back to their days, each with their own thoughts and desires swirling in their heads. The anticipation grew with every passing hour.
  180. The weekend came, and Dan went to work. He had picked out the perfect mirrors, large enough to cover almost the entire wall but not too obtrusive. He had also bought a set of thick, velvet curtains, one for each side. The installation was surprisingly easy, and by the time Lisa came home from her run, the mirrors were in place, reflecting their own bedrooms back at them.
  181. They stood in the hallway, looking at each other's reflections. "It's like we're in our own little peep show," Lisa said with a laugh.
  182. Dan smirked. "Exactly. And the best part is, we can watch without them ever knowing."
  183. They decided to test it out that night. Lisa had a date with a new guy she had met at the gym, a bodybuilder named Brad. Dan had a study group meeting that ended up being a bust, leaving him alone in the apartment.
  184. As soon as Lisa walked in the door with Brad, Dan could feel his cock stiffen. He made a show of going into his room, but really he was just eager to get into position. He pulled aside the velvet curtain and turned off the lights.
  185. In Lisa's room, the lights were low, casting shadows across her toned body. Brad was already stripping off her clothes, his eyes hungry as he took in her small breasts and tight, firm ass. She was smiling up at him, her own desire clear.
  186. Dan watched as Brad's hands roamed her body, his thumbs brushing her hardened nipples. She moaned, arching her back, and Dan's hand slid into his pants, gripping his erection. He watched as Brad kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin.
  187. Lisa's legs were spread wide, her pussy glistening in the dim light. Brad's tongue flicked out, tasting her. She gasped, her body trembling with need. Dan's hand moved faster, his eyes glued to the mirror.
  188. They moved to the bed, Brad's massive body covering hers. His cock was thick and long, and Dan felt a twinge of envy as he watched him slide into her. Lisa's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream.
  189. The sight was too much for Dan. He stroked himself faster, his hips bucking in time with Brad's thrusts. He could see every detail, every bead of sweat that formed on her skin. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the apartment, a symphony of moans and gasps.
  190. As they reached their climax, Dan couldn't help but wonder if Lisa was thinking of him too. If she knew he was there, watching. If she was getting off on the thought of him getting off on her.
  191. The next morning, they talked about it again. "It was... intense," Lisa said, her voice still a little hoarse from the night before. "But I liked knowing you were watching. It was like you were there with us."
  192. Dan's cock twitched at the thought. "Yeah," he said, his voice low. "It was hot. But we can't let this get weird, right?"
  193. Lisa nodded. "Right. Just a little kinky fun."
  194. The days turned into weeks, and the voyeurism became a part of their routine. They would bring home partners, putting on a show for each other, pushing their boundaries just a little further each time. They never touched, never crossed that line, but the tension grew with each shared look through the mirror.
  195. One night, Dan had brought home a petite brunette named Tina. She had the most amazing breasts, small and perky, just like the ones he had seen on the webcam. He couldn't wait to watch Lisa's reaction as he fucked her in front of the mirror.
  196. Tina was a screamer, her voice piercing the quiet night air. Lisa had to bite her pillow to muffle her own moans as she watched. Dan's eyes found hers in the mirror, his gaze intense. He knew she was there, watching, and he was putting on a show for her. His hips thrust into Tina, her tits bouncing with every movement.
  197. Lisa's hand slipped between her legs, her fingers finding her own wetness. She began to masturbate, her eyes never leaving Dan's. She could see the muscles in his back flex with every stroke, his biceps bulging as he held Tina down. It was like watching a live porno, but the connection was so much more intimate because she knew him, because she loved him.
  198. Dan's eyes never left hers, even as he brought Tina to orgasm. The look on his face was one of pure, carnivorous lust, and Lisa felt a shiver of pleasure run down her spine. She could see his cock, buried deep inside her, and she knew he was close.
  199. With a final, brutal thrust, he came, his face contorting with pleasure. Tina collapsed onto him, her body spent.
  200. The next morning Lisa teased Dan, “hey Dan, I hope you are home tonight to watch me, I’ve got a show for you.”
  201. Dan’s heart raced with anticipation. “Oh? What’s the plan?”
  202. “It’s a surprise. Don’t be late. Be in your by 9. If you want the show.”
  203. That night Dan was in his room and stayed quiet. He heard the door close and Lisa with someone around 9:15. What really surprised him is when she walked in with another track girl. She had never mentioned if she was into girls before.
  204. They both sat down and watched a show and talked sipping wine. It looked like she was taking it slow with her. He learned her name was Shelby. Shelby was a beauty with a thin figure, her skin glowing in the soft light of the room. She had long, dark hair that cascaded down her back, and her breasts were almost flat, a stark contrast to Tina's small ones. They talked and laughed, sipping on their wine, their bodies leaning in closer with every shared joke.
  205. Shelby’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she placed her hand on Lisa’s thigh. Lisa didn’t pull away, instead, she leaned into the touch, her breath catching in her throat. Shelby’s hand began to wander higher, her fingertips brushing against the fabric of her panties. Lisa’s cheeks flushed, her heart racing. She had never been with a girl before, but the way Shelby looked at her, the way she made her feel, it was like all the air had been sucked out of the room.
  206. Shelby’s long, slender fingers slid under the band of her panties, her touch feather-light. Lisa gasped as she felt the first contact with her wetness, her body arching into the sensation. Shelby’s eyes never left hers, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She began to rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles, her own breath hitching as she felt Lisa’s body respond.
  207. The fabric of their clothes grew damp with desire, sticking to their skin. Shelby leaned in, her mouth claiming Lisa’s in a kiss that was hungry and demanding. Their tongues danced together, tasting the wine and the promise of what was to come.
  208. Lisa’s hand found its way to Shelby’s chest, her palm flat against the firm plane of her stomach. She could feel the heat radiating from her, the thud of her racing heart. She slid her hand up, cupping one of her small, pert breasts. Shelby moaned into her mouth, her nipples already hard and begging for attention.
  209. They stood, their kiss breaking just long enough for them to strip off their clothes. Lisa’s eyes devoured every inch of Shelby’s naked body—the flat, toned stomach, the narrow hips, the dark patch of hair between her legs. She had never seen a woman so beautifully untouched by society’s standards of feminine perfection.
  210. They sank onto the bed, their limbs tangling together. Lisa’s hand continued to explore, her fingertips tracing the curve of Shelby’s breast, her thumb brushing over the tight peak of her nipple. Shelby’s breath grew shallow, her eyes never leaving Lisa’s face.
  211. Lisa’s own body was a canvas of desire, her breasts heaving with every breath, her pussy wet and begging for more. She spread her legs wider, giving Shelby full access. The first touch of her mouth on her clit was like a bolt of lightning, sending shockwaves through her body.
  212. Shelby’s tongue was a masterpiece, painting patterns of pleasure across her sensitive skin. She licked and sucked, her teeth grazing her clit, making Lisa’s toes curl. Lisa’s hand found Shelby’s head, her fingers tangling in her hair as she urged her closer, needing more, needing everything.
  213. The room was filled with the sweet, musky scent of their desire, the sound of their gasps and moans. The bed was a battleground of passion, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself.
  214. Lisa’s orgasm built, a crescendo of sensation that threatened to overwhelm her. She watched in the mirror as her body convulsed, her back arching off the bed. She could see Shelby’s face, lost in pleasure, her own hand buried between her legs.
  215. And then it hit, a wave of ecstasy that crashed over her, leaving her trembling and gasping for air. Shelby’s mouth was relentless, her tongue flicking and swirling until Lisa’s body was limp with satisfaction.
  216. They lay there, panting and sweaty, their hearts racing in sync. Shelby’s eyes searched hers, a silent question lingering. Lisa nodded, her voice hoarse with passion. “Yes, I want you too,” she whispered.
  217. Shelby’s hand slid down her own body, her fingers finding her clit. She began to rub herself, her movements mirroring Lisa’s from the night before. Her eyes never left the mirror, watching Dan as he watched them.
  218. The tension in the room was thick, a palpable force that seemed to hold them all in its thrall. Dan’s hand was a blur in the darkness of his room, his eyes glued to the mirror. He could see every inch of their bodies, could feel every touch, every kiss, every stroke.
  219. Shelby’s body was a symphony of sensation, her legs spread wide, her pussy glistening with need. Lisa leaned down, her tongue tracing the length of her, tasting her sweetness. Shelby’s hips bucked, her moans growing louder.
  220. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a ballet of lust and desire. Dan’s cock was hard, his hand moving in time with their rhythm. He could feel his own orgasm building, the tension coiling tight in his belly.
  221. And then it was Shelby’s turn, her body tightening and her back arching as Lisa’s mouth worked wonders between her legs. Lisa’s tongue danced over her clit, exploring every inch of her with a hunger that seemed insatiable. Shelby’s hand found Lisa’s hair, her grip tightening as the pleasure grew. She could see the passion reflected in the mirror, her own face a mask of desire as she watched Lisa’s tongue flick over her sensitive flesh.
  222. Their bodies moved together in a silent symphony, each touch and kiss echoing through the mirror. Shelby’s legs were spread wide, her pussy glistening with need. Lisa’s hand slid up, her thumb pressing against her own clit, her movements mirroring Shelby’s as she watched her in the mirror.
  223. The room was alive with the sounds of their love—whimpers and gasps and moans that filled the space, a cacophony of pleasure. Dan watched, his hand moving faster as he felt his own release approaching. He knew they were putting on a show for him, and he was more than happy to be the audience.
  224. Shelby’s orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing as Lisa’s mouth continued to work her clit. Her juices coated Lisa’s chin, a testament to the intensity of her climax. For a moment, they stayed like that—Lisa’s mouth on her, Shelby’s hand in her hair—before they broke apart, panting and smiling. But Lisa’s hunger was not sated. She was already craving more, eager to push her boundaries even further.
  225. “Turn over,”
  226. Lisa instructed, her voice thick with desire. Shelby complied, rolling onto her stomach. Lisa positioned herself at the edge of the bed, her knees on either side of Shelby’s hips. She looked into the mirror, her eyes meeting Dan’s through the reflection.
  227. Slowly, she sank down, her wet pussy pressing against Shelby’s ass. The feel of their bodies touching was electric, a spark that ignited a fire deep within her. She began to rock, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. Shelby’s eyes closed, a moan escaping her lips as she felt Lisa’s clit grinding against her.
  228. Lisa’s hand reached down, her fingers sliding into her own wetness. She watched in the mirror as she brought her glistening digits to Shelby’s pussy, spreading her open. She slid two fingers inside her, her thumb finding Shelby’s clit. The smaller woman’s body jerked, her moans growing louder.
  229. Lisa’s eyes never left the mirror. She watched herself, knowing Dan watched her, and the thrill of it all was intoxicating. She began to pick up the pace, her hips moving faster, her hand working in sync with her body. She imagined his cock in his hand, his strokes matching hers.
  230. Shelby’s moans grew more urgent, her hips moving back to meet Lisa’s thrusts. The bed creaked beneath them, a testament to their passion. Lisa leaned down, her breasts brushing against Shelby’s back as she whispered sweet nothings into her ear. She could feel the heat from her own pussy, the slickness of their desire mingling, creating a delicious friction that only served to drive her closer to the edge.
  231. Her hand moved faster, her fingers curling inside Shelby, hitting that spot that made her legs quiver. Shelby’s body tightened, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. And then she was there again, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm, her pussy clenching around Lisa’s fingers.
  232. But Lisa wasn’t done. She needed more. She slid her hand out of Shelby’s pussy, bringing her fingers to her own mouth to taste her sweetness. Then she turned her attention to the mirror, her eyes locking with Dan’s.
  233. She commanded Shelby to make her cum hard. She said,”make me cum like that shelby, but in front of this mirror. I want to watch myself orgasm up close.”
  234. Shelby nodded eagerly and Lisa positioned herself in front of the mirror. She leaned back, her legs spread wide, giving Dan the full view of her glistening pussy. Shelby knelt between her legs, her eyes on the prize. She leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste Lisa’s wetness.
  235. Lisa’s eyes never left the mirror, watching every move with rapt attention. She watched as Shelby’s tongue traced her labia, her eyes hooded with lust. Her hand found its way to her own breast, her thumb rolling her nipple as Shelby’s mouth worked her clit. The sensation was overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure that resonated through her entire body.
  236. Dan could see every detail, his eyes locked on the reflection of their entwined bodies. He watched as Shelby’s tongue darted in and out of Lisa’s pussy, her cheeks hollowing with every stroke. Lisa’s hips rocked in time with Shelby’s mouth, her body a testament to her desire.
  237. The room was a haze of passion, the only sounds the wetness of Shelby’s tongue and Lisa’s increasingly desperate gasps. Her hand tightened on her breast, her hips bucking as she grew closer to the edge. In the mirror, she could almost make out Dan’s hand moving faster, his cock standing tall and proud.
  238. Shelby’s eyes flicked up to meet hers in the reflection, a silent challenge. Lisa’s own hand slid down, her fingers joining Shelby’s mouth in the sweet dance of pleasure. She watched as they moved in unison, her own hand disappearing into her folds, her thumb circling her clit.
  239. Her orgasm was a crescendo of sensation, her body tightening as the waves of pleasure washed over her. She watched in the mirror as her face contorted, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her pussy spasmed, her juices coating Shelby’s face.
  240. They both collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Lisa’s hand was still between her legs, her fingers still working her clit, her eyes never leaving the mirror. She watched as Shelby’s mouth moved to her own pussy, her tongue sliding along her slit.
  241. The sight of Shelby pleasuring herself was almost too much to bear. Lisa’s body was a live wire, every touch sending bolts of electricity through her veins. She watched as Shelby’s hips rocked, her hand moving faster and faster. The mirror was a window into their shared ecstasy, a silent testament to their unspoken connection.
  242. The room was filled with the sweet, heady scent of their desire. The mirror fogged with their combined breath, each gasp and moan echoing through the stillness. Their bodies moved together, a ballet of lust that played out for Dan’s eyes alone.
  243. And then it was Shelby’s turn. She watched in the mirror as her own orgasm took her, her body shaking with the force of it. Lisa’s hand stilled, her eyes never leaving the reflection of their entwined forms.
  244. The silence that followed was deafening, the only sound the steady thump of their racing hearts. They lay there, spent and satisfied, their eyes meeting through the mirror. It was a moment of pure, unbridled intimacy, a shared secret that bound them in a way nothing else could.
  245. The next morning they couldn’t help but talk about it over breakfast. Dan started, “that was amazing last night Lisa”
  246. Her cheeks turned red, she replied with a shy smile “yeah, I had fun too. Did you like watching?”
  247. He nodded eagerly, “I did. You know what was even hotter than watching you two go at it?”
  248. “What?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.
  249. “Knowing that you knew I was watching, that you were putting on a show for me.”
  250. The air was thick with sexual tension, a reminder of the night before. They had agreed to keep their boundaries, but the lines had blurred significantly. The thought of Dan watching them, getting off on their display, only made Lisa’s pulse quicken.
  251. Dan continued, “It was like I was right there with you both, like I was part of it. It was incredible.”
  252. Lisa took a sip of her coffee, her mind racing with the implications of what he’d said. The idea of turning him on so much was surprisingly hot, and she felt a thrill at the power she had over him. But she knew they couldn’t act on it. Not like that.
  253. “You know, I’ve always had this fantasy,” she began tentatively, “of watching you with someone else. Seeing how you move, hearing the sounds you make...”
  254. Dan’s eyes darkened, the hint of a smile playing on his lips. “What kind of someone?”
  255. “Two girls, maybe,”
  256. she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I’ve never seen a threesome with two girls before.”
  257. The challenge was laid, and Dan accepted it with a nod. He knew exactly who to invite.
  258. That night, the apartment buzzed with excitement. Dan had brought home Rachel and Tiffany, two gorgeous brunettes. Rachel was a petite gymnast with petite yet strong features and a muscular ass. Tiffany was her best friend and a pole vaulter with tiny tits and strong legs, and turned out to have an unusual tan line under her clothes.
  259. The three of them had come over under the pretense of a study group, but it was clear from the moment they stepped into the apartment that the evening would take a different turn. Rachel and Tiffany giggled as they followed Dan to his bedroom, their eyes sparkling with mischief. Lisa had been eagerly waiting, her heart racing in anticipation of the show she was about to witness.
  260. In the mirror, Lisa watched as Rachel straddled Dan in her skirt, and he expertly made them both comfortable. He started slowly removing their clothes being sure to pay attention to both. It was Rachel’s top that came off first. She was wearing a shelf bra and her tits popped out, Lisa’s eyes went wide as she stared at them. Rachel’s breasts were small but they had a perfect shape. She had a little mole on her right breast which made her seem even more appealing. Rachel leaned down and kissed each one gently as Tiffany undid her own top. Tiffany’s tits were a bit bigger than Rachel’s, they were perky and had the palest pink areolae. Rachel’s hand went to cup them and Tiffany’s nipples grew hard immediately.
  261. Dan’s cock was now out and Rachel took it in her mouth. She had a piercing in her tongue which added a bit of spice to the blowjob she was giving him. Tiffany watched intently, her hand sliding down her stomach to her own pussy. Rachel’s eyes never left Tiffany’s, even as she took Dan deeper into her throat. Tiffany’s hand slid down and Rachel’s panties were off in a second. Rachel’s pussy was completely shaved and Tiffany began to rub it gently with her thumb. Rachel’s eyes closed as she focused on pleasuring Dan’s cock.
  262. Lisa’s hand found its way to her own pussy, she was soaking wet and she hadn’t even touched herself yet. She watched as Rachel’s tongue swirled around the head of Dan’s cock, and Tiffany’s thumb circled Rachel’s clit. Rachel’s moans grew louder and she began to buck her hips.
  263. Dan’s eyes rolled back in his head and he was lost in the sensation. Rachel’s mouth was like velvet on his cock, and Tiffany’s touch was driving her wild. He could feel his orgasm approaching, but he knew he had to hold out for the main event. He pulled Rachel off and whispered something in her ear that made her grin wickedly.
  264. They switched places, Rachel now on her back and Tiffany straddling her face. Rachel’s tongue darted out and began to lick Tiffany’s pussy. Tiffany’s legs tightened around Rachel’s head as she moaned. Rachel’s own pussy was glistening in the dim light, begging to be touched.
  265. Dan took this as his cue and slid into Rachel, her eyes snapping open to meet his. She was tight, but wet, making it easy for him to push in deep. Rachel’s moan was muffled by Tiffany’s pussy, but her body language spoke volumes. Tiffany’s moans grew louder as Rachel worked her clit with precision.
  266. The sight was mesmerizing, Rachel’s tight, muscular body writhing beneath Tiffany’s lithe frame, her pussy gripping Dan’s cock like a vice. Tiffany’s breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and erect.
  267. The air was thick with lust, the smell of their desire mingling with the scent of sweat. Lisa’s hand moved faster, her own climax building as she watched her cousin fuck Rachel.
  268. Dan’s strokes grew more urgent, his hips driving into Rachel with a primal force. Rachel’s hand slid up Tiffany’s body, her fingers finding the other girl’s clit. The sight of Rachel’s hand between Tiffany’s legs, her fingers working in tandem with her own mouth was too much for Lisa to bear.
  269. Her hand worked her clit faster, her eyes never leaving the mirror. She watched as Rachel’s body tensed, her pussy tightening around Dan’s cock as she came. Tiffany’s orgasm followed quickly, her body spasming as Rachel’s tongue flicked over her clit.
  270. They switched again, this time with Tiffany on her back and Rachel riding Dan’s face. Rachel’s ass was in the air, her pussy glistening in the moonlight. Tiffany’s hand slid down to stroke Rachel’s clit, her own breath coming in short gasps as Rachel’s tongue worked magic on her.
  271. Lisa’s orgasm crashed over her, her eyes never leaving the mirror as she watched Rachel and Tiffany bring each other to climax. Rachel’s ass bounced in the air, her pussy quivering as Tiffany’s fingers danced over her clit. Rachel’s moans grew louder, echoing through the room, and suddenly, she was there, her body arching as she screamed out her release. Tiffany’s thighs tightened around Rachel’s head, her own climax following closely behind.
  272. The three of them lay tangled together, their breaths ragged and their bodies glistening. Rachel slid off Dan’s face, her legs trembling. Tiffany leaned over and kissed Rachel deeply, tasting herself on the other girl’s lips. It was a scene of raw, unbridled passion, and Lisa felt a part of it all, even though she was on the other side of the door.
  273. The next morning, they all gathered in the kitchen, the air still thick with the scent of sex. Rachel and Tiffany were dressed in their street clothes, looking a bit disheveled but content. Lisa’s cheeks burned with the memory of the night before, and she couldn’t help but sneak glances at her cousin.
  274. Dan met her gaze, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “So, what did you think?”
  275. “It was... intense,”
  276. she murmured, her voice thick with arousal. She couldn’t believe she had just watched her cousin have a threesome. But the truth was, it had been one of the hottest things she’d ever seen.
  277. “It was amazing,”
  278. she admitted. “But I have to admit, I’m a bit jealous.”
  279. Dan’s smile grew wicked. “Well there is an easy way to fix that. This weekend find two college bros to give you the time of your life, as long as I get to watch.”
  280. The very next day Dan was surprised to see a text from Lisa, “on my way with two guys, be watching”.
  281. Her heart pounded with excitement and anticipation as she approached the apartment. She had been planning this for days, scouring the college for the perfect candidates. And now, the moment was finally here. She had picked out two guys from her psych class, both of them athletes with rock-hard abs and smoldering looks that made her knees weak.
  282. Lisa walked into the apartment, excited for Dan to witness this on the other side of the mirror. She could feel the heat of their gazes on her as she led the two men to her bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the air charged with anticipation. She knew Dan would be watching, and that only added to the thrill.
  283. The two guys, Jake and Mike, were like gods to her—broad-shouldered and muscular, with cocks that seemed to have a life of their own. As they entered the room, they started getting handsy with her hoping this would lead to their first threesome.
  284. The tension was palpable as Lisa began to undress, her fingers lingering on the buttons of her shirt, drawing it open to reveal her toned stomach and the lacy bra beneath. Jake's eyes widened as he took in her form, his cock already swelling in his pants. Mike, the more vocal of the two, let out a low whistle of appreciation.
  285. Their eyes followed her every move as she shed her clothes, her confidence growing with each article of clothing that fell to the floor. When she was finally naked, she stood before them, her hands on her hips, her chest heaving with excitement. She watched their gazes travel down her body, taking in her perky B-cup breasts, the small patch of trimmed hair between her legs, and her long, tan legs.
  286. Jake focused on her breasts while Mike her ass and pussy.
  287. They had both been eyeing her for a while now. She knew they wanted her and she had picked them because they had a certain look in their eyes that told her they were willing to do anything. They were both tall and muscular, with broad shoulders that could easily support her weight.
  288. Jake's eyes were dark and intense, his jawline sharp, his chest hairless and his abs rippling with muscles. Mike on the other hand had a more boyish charm with a sprinkle of chest hair leading down to his groin. Both of them had cocks that looked like they could fill her up completely.
  289. Their eyes never left her body as they stripped off their clothes, revealing their own muscular forms. Jake’s cock was long and thick, the kind that made her mouth water just looking at it. Mike’s was slightly shorter but just as wide, with a girth that made her pussy ache.
  290. They both approached the bed, their cocks standing tall and proud. She could see the veins pulsing, a testament to their excitement. She felt a thrill knowing that she was the cause of their arousal.
  291. Lisa laid back, her legs spread wide, inviting them in. She watched as Jake climbed onto the bed, his cock bobbing with every step. Mike followed, his eyes never leaving hers. She could feel the heat of their desire, the air thick with it.
  292. Jake positioned himself between her legs, his cock hovering over her pussy. Mike knelt beside her, his hand reaching for her breast. They began to touch her, their hands and mouths exploring every inch of her body. Jake’s cock slid along her slit, teasing her as Mike’s thumb flicked her nipple.
  293. Her pussy was wet and ready for them. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge with each passing second. But she didn’t want it to end too quickly. She wanted to savor the moment, to make it last.
  294. She gave Mike a hand job as Jake slid into her for the first time, filling her up with his girth. His hands were on her hips, guiding her movements as he thrust into her with a gentle but firm rhythm. Mike's cock was now in front of her face and she took it in her mouth eagerly, her eyes never leaving the reflection in the mirror. She knew Dan was watching, and it made her want to put on an even better show.
  295. Mike’s cock was thick and had a slight curve to it, and she knew it would feel amazing in her pussy. But for now, she had to settle for tasting him, her tongue swirling around the head as she took him deeper into her throat. His groan of pleasure was music to her ears, and she felt her own arousal spike.
  296. Jake’s strokes grew deeper, his cock hitting all the right spots inside her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing with each thrust. But she didn’t want it to end yet. She pulled away from Mike’s cock with a wet pop, panting for breath.
  297. “Switch,” she murmured, her voice thick with lust. She got up into doggy style position and presented her gorgeous ass to Mike.
  298. Mike didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself behind her, his cock sliding into her wet pussy with ease. Jake took her place on the bed, his cock standing at attention. She pulled Jake’s hips to her face.
  299. The sensation of Mike’s cock inside her was incredible, his thickness stretching her and filling her completely. She moaned as he slowly pumped in and out of her. She licked Jake’s cock from the head to his balls and then sucked it in her mouth tasting her own juices on him.
  300. Mike picked up the pace and so did Lisa’s sucking. She was getting closer herself and looking forward to her climax. She felt Jake’s hand slide down her back to her ass and spread her cheeks. He was giving Mike a nice view. But then he surprised her by lightly rubbing his finger on her anus and that sent her over the edge which sent both of them Over the edge. First it was her who got tight around mikes hard cock in her.
  301. Her moan was muffled by Jakes cock but Mike knew she had come. He couldn’t hold out anymore and came inside her.
  302. Lisa felt the warmth spread through her as she continued to suck Jakes cock. She felt used and filled and she absolutely loved it. She had never felt so alive. She felt Mike’s cock pulse inside her and knew he had climaxed.
  303. The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and the smell of sex. They all collapsed onto the bed, their bodies tangled together. Lisa felt a sense of satisfaction wash over her, knowing that she had just given Dan a show that he would never forget. She could feel the stickiness between her legs and knew that she would have to clean up before he saw her in the morning.
  304. The next day, she walked into the kitchen, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She knew that Dan had been watching, and she couldn’t wait to hear what he thought. He was sitting at the kitchen table, a knowing smile on his face as he sipped his coffee.
  305. “So, how was your little show?” he asked, his voice low and teasing.
  306. “It was... amazing,”
  307. she admitted, her voice still thick with arousal. She couldn’t believe she had just had a threesome with two strangers and her cousin had watched the whole thing.
  308. “I’m sure it was,”
  309. he said, his eyes dark with desire. “How did it feel when he rubbed your ass?”
  310. Lisa felt a shiver run down her spine at the memory. “It was... intense,”
  311. she murmured. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. The way his cock filled me up, and the way you watched... it was like you were there with me.”
  312. They shared a look, the tension between them thick and palpable. They both knew they were playing a dangerous game, but neither could resist the thrill of it all.
  313. The rest of the week went by in a blur of classes and late-night study sessions, but every moment was tinged with the memory of the weekend’s events. Lisa found herself constantly checking her phone, waiting for the next message from Dan, the next challenge or suggestion. It was like they were both caught in a web of desire, and they were each other’s willing prey.
  314. One night, Dan’s message buzzed on her smartwatch. “I want you to find the most egotistical guy and just degrade him and never let him cum. Find someone who thinks he’s all that and show him he’s not.”
  315. Lisa’s heart raced at the challenge. She had been watching her cousin's sexual conquests with a mix of envy and excitement, and now it was her turn to take control. She picked out her target with care—a boy from her English class with a smug smile and a swagger that screamed "I'm irresistible." His name was Brandon, and she knew he would be perfect.
  316. That Friday night, she approached him at a party, her heart racing as she put her plan into action. She whispered sweet nothings in his ear, her hand trailing down his chest, playing with the hem of his shirt. She could feel his cock harden as she leaned in close, her breath warm against his neck. "You're so sexy," she purred, her eyes fluttering closed. "I bet you could make me scream."
  317. He took the bait, his eyes glazing over with lust as he led him back to her place. Once they got in her room where Dan could be watching, She let him kiss her, his tongue pushing into her mouth as if claiming victory. But she had other plans. She pushed him down onto the bed, straddling his lap. He was already unbuttoning his pants, eager to show off his manhood.
  318. But Lisa had other ideas. She reached down and slapped his cock, hard. "What the—" he began, but she silenced him with another kiss, her hand wrapping around his shaft, her grip firm but not quite painful. "You're going to do everything I say, and you're not going to get off until I tell you to."
  319. Brandon's eyes widened, but his cock grew even harder at the dominance in her voice. She could see the struggle within him, the part of him that liked to be in charge warring with the part that liked to submit. She knew she had him.
  320. Slowly, she began to stroke him, her hand moving in a rhythm that she knew would drive him wild. But she had no intention of letting him come. Not yet. She leaned back, her breasts brushing against his chest as she reached behind her and pulled his pants down, freeing his cock. It was thick and hard, standing tall and proud.
  321. "You're going to do exactly what I tell you,"
  322. she said firmly, her voice leaving no room for argument. "And if you're a good boy, I might just let you watch me cum."
  323. Brandon's eyes were glued to her breasts as she leaned back, her nipples grazing his skin. He nodded eagerly, his own desire taking over. She knew he was desperate to be inside her, to prove his worth. But she had other plans.
  324. She climbed off him and turned around, her back to his chest. She reached between her legs and began to tease her own pussy, her fingers sliding in and out as she moaned with pleasure. She knew he was watching, could feel his eyes on her, his cock twitching with need.
  325. "Now, I want you to lick me,"
  326. she ordered, her voice a seductive purr. "But you're not allowed to touch me with your hands. Understood?"
  327. Brandon nodded again, his breath coming in short gasps. He leaned in, his tongue tentatively touching her clit. She gasped at the sensation, her body responding despite her resolve to remain in control. She could feel her walls clench around her own fingers, begging for more.
  328. But she wasn’t going to give in that easily. She pushed him away and turned around, her eyes meeting his. "I said, lick me," she repeated, her voice firm.
  329. This time, he obeyed without hesitation, his tongue lapping at her pussy like a hungry animal. She watched as his eyes rolled back in his head, his own pleasure evident in every move he made. She could feel herself getting closer, her orgasm building like a storm inside her.
  330. “Have you ever heard of outercourse Brandon? You lay down and I’m going to rub my clit up and down the length of your cock. But do not enter me or you’ll get nothing! Got it?”
  331. Lisa’s voice was like honey, smooth and sweet, with an underlying command that Brandon couldn’t resist. He nodded eagerly, his cock bobbing up and down with anticipation. He laid down on the bed, his eyes never leaving hers.
  332. She climbed on top of him, her pussy hovering just above his cock. She began to rub herself along his length, her clit sliding along the shaft, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She could feel the heat of his cock, the precum coating her skin. But she didn’t let it touch her inner folds. She was in control, and she wasn’t going to let him in.
  333. The friction was maddening, both for her and for him. She watched as his face contorted with the effort of not giving in, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. She could see the muscles in his arms and chest tighten as he held himself back, his body begging for release.
  334. But she was relentless, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm that had him on the edge. His breath was coming in short, ragged pants now, and she knew he was close. She leaned down, her breasts brushing against his chest, and whispered in his ear. "You're not going to come, remember?"
  335. The challenge in her voice was clear, and she watched as his eyes flashed with frustration. But she didn’t stop. She continued to ride him, her clit grinding against him, until she felt her own orgasm building. And then, she stopped, her body trembling with need.
  336. "Now, I want you to give me a rim job. Have you ever done that before?” She asked remembering how great it was when someone had recently touched her anus during sex. Brandon looked confused for a moment, but then nodded eagerly. He had never done it before, but he was willing to try anything to get her off, especially if it meant he would get to cum eventually. He slid down her body, his cock resting against her thigh as he kissed her ass cheeks. His tongue slid down to her asshole, and she could feel the wetness as he began to lick her. The sensation was strange, but not unpleasant. She had never had anyone do this to her before, and she had to admit, it felt pretty good. She spread her legs wider, giving him better access. His tongue was tentative at first, but he grew bolder, his tongue probing deeper, licking in circles around her tight hole. Her moans grew louder, her hips rocking slightly with each stroke of his tongue. She could feel her pussy getting wetter, her clit begging for attention. But she wasn’t going to let him get away with just licking her ass. She had a plan. "
  337. lright, now I'm going to sit on your face," she said, her voice filled with authority. "And I expect you to make me cum with just your tongue."
  338. Brandon's eyes widened, but he didn't protest. He lay back on the bed, his cock standing at attention, his face flushed with excitement. Lisa straddled his face, her pussy hovering just above his mouth. She lowered herself down, her ass cheeks resting on either side of his head.
  339. He licked at her clit, his tongue swirling and flicking, his breath hot against her sensitive flesh. She could feel the pressure building, her muscles tightening. But she wasn’t going to let him finish her off. Not yet.
  340. “That’s good, but not good enough. I want you to lick my asshole now, Brandon. Make me feel like a queen," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
  341. He did as she asked, his tongue sliding over her hole, teasing and probing. She felt a rush of pleasure, her orgasm just out of reach. But she had one more trick up her sleeve.
  342. "You've been a good boy,"
  343. she whispered, her voice husky with lust. "But you haven’t earned the right to come yet."
  344. With that, she slammed down onto his face, her ass enveloping his nose and mouth. She began to grind her pussy against his tongue, her movements growing more frantic. She could feel herself getting closer, her entire body tightening.
  345. She rode his face hard pushing all of her weight down on him smothering him. But she didn’t care she was climaxing, her juices flowed down his face and onto his chest. She knew Dan was watching and it just made it so much better. She climbed off of Brandon’s face and stood over him, looking down at his red and glistening face. He looked up at her with hopeful eyes, but she just smirked and stood up.
  346. “Thank you, Brandon. You’ve been a good boy, but now it’s time for you to leave. You can take the edge off, but not with me. You can go now.”
  347. He looked utterly crestfallen, but she didn’t care. She had done what Dan had asked her to do. She had degraded him and got off herself. And she had enjoyed every moment of it.
  348. The next morning she walked into the kitchen, her legs still a bit shaky from the previous night's escapade. Dan was sitting at the table, his eyes on her. "Good morning, cousin," he said with a smirk. "How was your night?"
  349. Lisa couldn’t help but smirk back at him, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "It was... educational," she said, pouring herself a cup of coffee. "How was yours?"
  350. "It was interesting,"
  351. he said, his eyes lingering on her for a moment. "I've never seen you take control like that. It was... hot."
  352. pick Lisa felt a blush creep up her neck, but she held his gaze. "I had a good teacher," she said, taking a sip of her coffee. “I had never done face sitting before”
  353. Dan asked, “Ya, tell me what that was like.”
  354. Lisa smirked and sat down across from him. “Well, it was definitely different. I’ve never been so in control before. It was like I had all the power in the room and I liked it. I liked watching him squirm and beg for release but knowing he couldn’t have it until I was ready to give it to him. And the look on his face when I denied him, priceless. But it was also weird. I felt guilty afterward. Like I used him and then just kicked him out like a dog.”
  355. “What about the rim job, your face was pretty epic.” Dan asked.
  356. “Well, that was something else, it was like my ass had its own orgasm, but I didn’t expect it to feel so good. I was pretty surprised by that. I liked the way he was so eager to please me. But again, it’s like I used him and I didn’t even let him get off. I feel kind of bad about that.” Lisa replied, her voice tinged with a hint of regret.
  357. She looked up with a smile though, “Enough about me. I have a similar task for you. I want you to find a petite emo girl. Bring her back here and convince her to do anal. Get her close to orgasm and then pressure her to do ass-to-mouth before you explode all over her face and convince her to leave without cleaning up. But let her climax first. How about that Dan?”
  358. Dan felt a thrill run down his spine at the thought. He had never done anything so degrading before, but something about the way Lisa looked at him made him want to try it. He nodded eagerly, his cock already beginning to stir in his pants. "Alright, I'll find someone tonight," he said, his voice thick with desire.
  359. That evening, he hit the local college bar, his eyes scanning the room for the perfect candidate. And there she was—a small, delicate girl with dark hair and piercings. Her name was Elara, and she was everything he was looking for. She had a quiet confidence about her, a challenge in her gaze that made him want to bend her to his will.
  360. He approached her with a cocky grin, his muscles flexing beneath his tight shirt. "Hi," he said, his voice low and smooth. "I'm Dan. What's a girl like you doing here all alone?"
  361. Elara looked him up and down, a smirk playing on her lips. "I'm just here for a good time," she replied. "What about you?"
  362. "Same,"
  363. he said, his eyes never leaving hers. "But I've got something a little... different in mind."
  364. They talked for a while, their conversation flirty and filled with innuendos. Dan could feel the tension building between them, the electricity in the air. When the time was right, he leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "Would you like to come back to my place?"
  365. Elara's eyes widened slightly, but she nodded. "Sure,"
  366. she whispered, her voice a seductive purr. "What do you have planned?"
  367. "You'll see,"
  368. he said, his hand sliding down to cup her ass.
  369. Back at the apartment, they didn't waste any time. They stumbled through the door, their bodies pressed tightly together. Dan pushed her up against the wall, his mouth finding hers in a bruising kiss. He could feel her nipples hardening against his chest, her breath coming in quick gasps.
  370. He pulled her shirt off, revealing a tiny pair of tits, her piercings glinting in the dim light. He took one in his mouth, sucking and biting until she moaned with pleasure. His hand slid down to her pants, unbuttoning them with practiced ease. He pushed them down, his cock straining against his own zipper as he took in the sight of her bare pussy.
  371. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her to the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed, his eyes devouring her. She was perfect—pale skin with a smattering of freckles, dark hair that fell in waves around her face, and those piercing eyes that seemed to see right through him.
  372. He stripped off his own clothes, his cock springing free. It was thick and hard, the veins pulsing with anticipation. Elara licked her lips as she watched him, her own desire clear in the way she writhed on the bed.
  373. "You're so fucking hot,"
  374. he murmured, climbing on top of her. "But I want to try something new tonight."
  375. Her eyes widened with curiosity. "What?"
  376. He leaned in, his breath hot against her neck. "I want to fuck your ass," he whispered, his hand sliding down to her tight little hole. "And then, I want you to suck me off."
  377. Elara's breath hitched, but she didn’t pull away. She was intrigued by his proposal, the raw desire in his voice. "Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
  378. Dan lubed up his cock and began to press it against her asshole, watching her face as he pushed inch by inch inside her. She was tight, so tight that he had to fight the urge to come right there. She moaned and gripped the bed sheets, her body adjusting to the new sensation.
  379. He began to move, slow and steady, watching her face for any signs of pain. But she just nodded, urging him on. He picked up the pace, his hips slapping against her ass as he drove into her. She was taking it like a champ, her moans growing louder with each thrust.
  380. Suddenly, she sat up, her hand wrapping around his cock. "I want to taste you,"
  381. she said, her eyes dark with lust.
  382. Without hesitation, he pulled out of her ass and shoved his cock into her mouth. She took it eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him hard. He could feel himself getting closer, his balls tightening with every stroke. He watched as she looked up at him, her eyes watering slightly from the effort, but filled with a fierce determination.
  383. "Fuck, yes,"
  384. he groaned, his hips bucking. "You're going to swallow it all, aren't you?"
  385. Elara nodded, her eyes never leaving his. She could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles tightened with each thrust. She knew he was close. She bobbed her head faster, her hand stroking the base of his cock, her own orgasm just within reach.
  386. And then, it happened. He came with a roar, his cum spurting into her mouth. She swallowed it all, the taste salty and musky on her tongue. She felt a sense of power, of control, as she brought him to climax. His body went slack above her, his cock still pulsing in her mouth.
  387. But she wasn’t finished. She continued to suck and lick, her own orgasm building. He watched with a mix of amazement and lust as she brought herself to the brink, her body writhing beneath him. And when she finally came, her whole body convulsed, her pussy clenching around his cock. He couldn’t help but smile as he pulled out, leaving her trembling with pleasure.
  388. "My roommate is coming home soon so you should probably head out"
  389. he said, his voice firm. "But don't clean up. I want you to leave like this."
  390. Elara looked at him with a mix of confusion and desire, but she didn’t argue. She pulled her pants up, her ass still glistening with lube and cum. She left the room, her legs wobbly from the intense experience.
  391. Dan leaned back on the bed, his chest heaving with exertion. He couldn’t believe he had just done that. But the thrill of it all, the way Elara had responded, had him feeling more alive than ever before.
  392. What Dan didn’t know is that Lisa had left the confines of her room and were waiting in the kitchen for Elara to walk by. Lisa surprised Elara who still had cum all over her face. Elara turned a shade of deep red embarrassed and made a b-line for the door. Lisa stepped in her way though and said “Hi”
  393. Elara kept it short, “Hi, you must be the roommate. I have to get home.” Reaching for the door. Lisa got to the door handle first and said, “Let me get that for you. Looks like you had a good time?”
  394. Elara made a fake smile but didn’t respond. Lisa leaned up close to Elara face and licked a small amount of cum off Elara’s face shocking Elara. Lisa opened the door for Elara and smiled, “Have a good night!” Elara was just as shocked at Lisa’s actions as she was to find Lisa in the first place. She walked all the way home with the cum on her face and sent Dan a picture of her cum coated face by her own front door as proof.
  395. The next morning, he texted Lisa, a cocky grin on his face. "Mission accomplished," and sent the picture of Elaras face at her place.
  396. Lisa's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she read his message. She knew he was referring to the latest addition to their erotic ritual, the petite emo girl he had brought home the night before. She took a sip of her coffee, her mind racing with the vivid images she had watched through the webcam feed. "Elara had the most amazing ink," she said, her voice filled with awe. "Her body was like a canvas of rebellion and passion. And the way she took your cock, it was like she was born for it. And her pales skin with her tits, so different from my tanned body and my own small boobs."
  397. “Hey, while we are texting…” she sent, “I had an idea. We both have smart watches. What if we each direct a night for the other. I’ll go first. We go to a bar and you text me through the night what to do. Who to talk to, and when I’m back in my room, what to do and I’ll do just about anything you ask. You get to direct my pleasure. You in?”
  398. Dan’s heart skipped a beat at the thought. He had never been one to pass up a challenge and the idea of being able to control his sexy cousin’s night was too tempting to resist. “Fuck yeah, I’m in. But only if I get a turn after you’re done with me.”
  399. “Deal,” she replied with a mischievous smile.
  400. They decided on a night to try it out. Lisa picked out a tight red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places and made her tanned legs look like they went on for days. Her small perky tits looked incredible in the plunging neckline and she knew she would be turning heads all night.
  401. They arrived at the bar and Dan immediately spotted her target for the evening—a tall, elegant Japanese woman with raven hair that fell in soft waves down her back. She was dressed in a sleek black dress that highlighted her slender frame and made her almond eyes pop. “Her name is Yukiko,” he texted, attaching a photo of the woman he had chosen for her. “Talk to her. Tell her you’re into trying new things. Get her interested in you without revealing our little game.”
  402. Lisa took a deep breath and approached Yukiko with a seductive sway in her step. She could feel Dan’s eyes on her, watching through the reflection in the mirror. They exchanged numbers and flirty texts started flying back and forth.
  403. Dan’s instructions grew more explicit as the night went on. He told her to lean in close, whisper in Yukiko’s ear, and make her feel desired. He told her to stroke the inside of her thigh, to let her know what she wanted without saying a word. And as the night progressed, Lisa felt a thrill of excitement run through her body with each new command.
  404. When they got back to the apartment, the real fun began. Dan watched through the mirror in his room as Lisa led Yukiko to her bedroom, her hand on the small of her back, guiding her like a predator stalking its prey. He could see the hunger in Yukiko’s eyes, the way she was already undressing Lisa with her gaze.
  405. Lisa followed his every instruction, her body moving in time with the vibrations of her smart watch. She kissed Yukiko deeply, her tongue exploring the woman’s mouth as her hands roamed over her body. She could feel Yukiko’s breasts through the fabric of her dress, her nipples hard and eager for attention.
  406. The Japanese beauty was not shy, her hands sliding up under Lisa’s dress, tracing the curve of her ass and the line of her panties. Lisa’s skin was hot to the touch, her pussy wet and aching. Yukiko’s fingertips brushed against her clit, sending a bolt of pleasure through her body.
  407. “Take off your dress,”
  408. Dan’s message vibrated against her wrist.
  409. Lisa complied, letting the garment pool around her ankles. She stepped out of it and turned to face Yukiko, who was already naked, her body a sculpted work of art. Her breasts were small, but firm, with large dark nipples that begged to be sucked. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, and Lisa could see the wetness glistening between her legs.
  410. Dan directed every step. “Start by kissing from her nose to her toes and back up, then turn her over and give her a surprise rim job.”
  411. Lisa not wanting to disappoint leaned in and kissed her on the nose, then trailed down her neck, across her collarbone, and down her spine. Each kiss was a promise of the passion that was to come, a whisper of what she was going to do to her body. Yukiko’s skin was like porcelain, smooth and cool to the touch. Her body was lean and fit, a testament to her discipline and dedication to her body.
  412. Dan watched as Lisa’s hand slid up Yukiko’s thigh, her fingers teasing the edge of her panties before delving in, finding her already soaking wet. The Japanese woman gasped, her hips bucking slightly at the unexpected contact. “Good girl,”
  413. Dan texted, his own cock growing hard at the sight.
  414. Lisa followed his instructions to the letter, her mouth watering as she reached the prize—Yukiko’s perfect, round ass. She parted her cheeks, her tongue darting out to trace the delicate line between them. Yukiko’s moan grew louder as she felt Lisa’s hot breath against her most intimate spot.
  415. Dan’s eyes never left the mirror, watching the scene unfold like a silent movie. He could see the passion on Lisa’s face as she licked and kissed her way across Yukiko’s body. The anticipation was almost unbearable, his own hand sliding down to stroke his cock as he watched his cousin’s mouth watering over the woman he had chosen for her.
  416. The vibrations grew more insistent on Lisa’s wrist. “Now, turn her over and make her scream your name” the message read.
  417. Lisa complied, rolling Yukiko onto her back and kissing her way up to those beautiful almond eyes. She could feel the woman’s pulse racing beneath her fingertips, her body begging for more. She straddled her, their bodies pressing together, and leaned in for a deep kiss, their tongues dancing as the tension grew.
  418. Yukiko’s legs fell open naturally, inviting Lisa in. She didn’t waste a second, her hand sliding down to find the slick folds of her pussy. She began to rub her clit, her thumb circling the sensitive nub as she watched the woman beneath her squirm and moan.
  419. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure—whispers of lust and the slick sound of skin against skin. Dan’s heart raced, his cock pulsing with each vibration of his watch. He could feel the heat in the room, the energy between the two of them.
  420. And then, the moment he had been waiting for. Lisa’s hand slid down, her thumb still circling Yukiko’s clit as her tongue delved into her ass. The woman beneath her arched her back, a scream of pleasure tearing from her throat. Dan’s hand moved faster, his own climax approaching as he watched his cousin’s exploration of this new, uncharted territory.
  421. The night continued like this, a dance of desire and obedience, each text message from Dan leading Lisa further down the rabbit hole of erotic bliss. She licked and sucked, her body moving in rhythm with the vibrations of her smartwatch, bringing Yukiko closer and closer to the edge.
  422. The tension grew unbearable, their bodies writhing together on the bed. Lisa’s own orgasm was building, her pussy clenching in anticipation. But she knew she had to wait, had to give Dan what he wanted. So, she held off, her eyes on the mirror, her every move a silent promise to her cousin that she was his to command.
  423. Finally, the moment arrived. “Scissor her up close to the window and you may both cum”
  424. The vibration of Dan's message sent a jolt of excitement through Lisa. She looked over at the mirror, knowing he had the perfect view of them. Yukiko's legs wrapped around hers, their pussies pressed tightly together, grinding in a slow, sensual rhythm. The Japanese beauty's eyes were closed in ecstasy, her face a picture of pure pleasure.
  425. They moved together, their breath mingling in the warm air. Lisa could feel Yukiko's orgasm building, her muscles tightening around her own. The light from the streetlamp outside cast a soft glow on their sweat-slicked skin, highlighting every curve and contour. Yukiko's breasts bounced gently with each movement, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
  426. Lisa leaned back, her hands sliding down to cup Yukiko's ass, pushing her closer. The sound of their bodies colliding grew louder, the wetness of their pussies a sweet symphony in the quiet room. She watched the woman's face, her own desire reflected back at her. Yukiko's eyes snapped open, meeting hers in the mirror.
  427. With a gasp, they both came, their bodies shuddering in release. Yukiko's head fell back, her mouth open in a silent scream. Lisa leaned in, capturing her moan with a kiss, their tongues tangling. The world around them faded away, leaving only the pounding of their hearts and the sticky warmth between their legs.
  428. Dan's hand flew over his cock, his breath coming in ragged pants. He watched their reflection in the mirror, his eyes dark with lust. The sight of his cousin, her body entwined with another woman's, was more than he could handle. He came hard, his release spurting across the floor of his room. He couldn’t help the growl that escaped his throat, a sound of pure, animalistic need.
  429. The next night, it was his turn. Lisa told him to wear a pair of tight pants, cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat. She went to the bar before him and found a group of girls and made friends. The most attractive one was a bombshell Betty. Lisa found out that Betty was hoping to go home with someone tonight. Lisa texted instructions on exactly how to lure Betty based on what she found out. And the game was on.
  430. His first text from Lisa was “see the babe at the bar with six friends, the one in the yellow tube top? That’s her”
  431. He texted back, “I no slouch but she’s way out of my league. Everyone at the bar wants her.”
  432. He got back quickly, “I know. Do exactly what I tell you and you’ll have her naked in no time. Do you mind the bigger rack though?”
  433. “Nah. Variety is the spice of life. What do I do?”
  434. She sent back the first instruction “Go to the bar and order two drinks, one for you and one for Betty. Make sure she notices you checking her out but don’t make it too obvious. She’s a catch so you need to play it cool.”
  435. Dan took a deep breath, adjusted his hat, and walked into the bar. The lights were dim, the music was thumping, and the scent of lust and cheap cologne filled the air. He scanned the room and found Betty immediately, her blonde hair cascading down her back like a golden waterfall, her tits threatening to spill out of her yellow tube top with every laugh she shared with her friends.
  436. He approached the bar and leaned in, his muscles flexing as he caught the bartender’s eye. The bartender nodded, acknowledging the silent order. Two drinks were placed in front of him and he picked them up, his eyes never leaving Betty.
  437. With a confidence that surprised even himself, he strolled over to the group, the click of his boots echoing in his ears. He handed one of the drinks to Betty and offered a crooked smile.
  438. “You looked like you could use a good whiskey sour, darlin’,”
  439. he drawled.
  440. Her friends giggled, but Betty’s eyes lit up with interest. She took the drink, her fingers brushing against his for a second longer than necessary. The connection sent a jolt of electricity through him, and he knew he had her hooked.
  441. Lisa’s next message buzzed against his wrist. “Now, tell her a story about your adventures in Texas. Make it wild, but keep it classy. She’ll eat it up.”
  442. Dan leaned in, spinning a tale of bull riding and whiskey-soaked nights under the stars. Betty’s eyes were locked on him, her full lips parted slightly as she listened. He could see the desire growing in her gaze, the way her hand moved closer to his leg.
  443. The night grew later, and the bar grew more crowded. Lisa’s final message before they left came through. “Take her outside for some fresh air. I’ve got the cab waiting around the corner. Make sure she’s feeling good and loose before you go in for the kill.”
  444. Dan led Betty through the crowded bar, her hand in his, the warmth of her palm sending waves of pleasure up his arm. Outside, the cool night air hit them like a slap in the face, sobering them up enough to realize the gravity of what was happening.
  445. He opened the door to the waiting taxi and slid in, pulling her in after him. The cab was small, intimate, and the moment the door shut, the energy shifted. Betty’s hand was on his thigh, her eyes searching his. He knew what she wanted, and he was more than happy to oblige.
  446. Her hand slid up, her thumb tracing the outline of his cock through his pants. He groaned, leaning in to kiss her. The taste of whiskey and sweetness filled his mouth as their tongues danced together.
  447. Lisa’s instructions were clear. He was to get Betty turned on, but not let it go too far. He had to keep her guessing, keep her on edge. So he broke the kiss, his hand sliding up her thigh, teasing the edge of her panties.
  448. “What are you doing?” she breathed, her voice thick with need.
  449. He smirked, his eyes on hers in the rearview mirror. “Just following orders, darlin’.”
  450. Her hand went to his zipper, and he felt his cock spring free. She took him in hand, her grip firm and sure, her thumb sliding over the head. He could feel her watching them in the mirror, her eyes dark with desire.
  451. He took over, stroking himself as Betty’s hand slipped under her own dress. She was wet, soaking through her panties, and the sound of her own arousal filled the cabin of the taxi. He watched as she began to touch herself, her eyes never leaving his in the mirror.
  452. “Faster, Dan,”
  453. Lisa’s voice was a whisper in his ear, and he complied. His hand moving up and down his shaft, the friction of her palm against his skin sending sparks through his body.
  454. Betty’s eyes widened as she felt his cock thicken in her hand, and she could see his reflection in the mirror, his eyes dark with lust as he watched her. The taxi’s interior was a cocoon of desire, the leather seats sticky with the anticipation of what was to come. She leaned back, her hand still wrapped around him, her thumb stroking the velvety tip. The vibrations from his smartwatch grew more intense, guiding him, controlling him like a marionette on a string.
  455. Dan’s hand moved faster, his grip tightening as Betty’s moans grew louder. She was close, so close, her hips bucking against her own hand. He could see Lisa’s eyes in the mirror, watching, her own hand moving in time with theirs. The sight was intoxicating, a thrill that went beyond anything he had ever experienced before.
  456. “Take her panties off, but don’t let her cum yet. Make her beg for it,”
  457. Lisa’s message vibrated against his wrist, and he knew he had to hold out. He leaned in, his teeth grazing Betty’s ear.
  458. “Not yet, darlin’,”
  459. he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
  460. Betty’s eyes snapped open, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She looked at him, her pupils dilated with need. “Please, Dan. I need to cum. I need it so badly.”
  461. He chuckled, his breath hot against her neck. “You’ll get there, sweetheart. Just not yet. First, I need you to show me what you can do for me.”
  462. Her hand stilled on his cock, and she looked at him, her eyes glazed over with lust. He took over, his hand moving faster as he watched her in the mirror. Lisa’s eyes never left them, her expression one of pure hunger. He knew she was getting off on this just as much as he was.
  463. The taxi pulled up to the apartment, the engine idling as they sat there, their breathing ragged. Betty’s hand found his again, her grip urgent.
  464. “Take me inside, please. I want to feel you inside me,”
  465. she begged.
  466. He nodded, his hand sliding out from between her legs. He paid the driver and helped her out of the car, her legs wobbly with desire. As they stumbled up the stairs to the apartment, he could feel the eyes of the neighbors on them, watching the spectacle. But he didn’t care. All that mattered was getting Betty to the bedroom.
  467. Once inside, he led her to the mirrored wall in the hallway. The soft light cast a warm glow over their bodies, highlighting every curve and muscle. He turned her to face the mirror, her eyes wide with excitement.
  468. “Lisa wants me to show you how a real man takes care of a woman. Are you ready?”
  469. Betty nodded, her breasts heaving with each breath. He stepped behind her, his cock pressing against her ass. He reached around, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples. She gasped, her body arching back into him.
  470. Lisa’s instructions continued to flow through his watch, each vibration a new command. He kissed her neck, his teeth scraping the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps. Her hand slid down her stomach, her fingertips slipping inside her panties. She was so wet, her juices coating her fingertips.
  471. “Slide them down, but don’t take them off. Leave them around your ankles,”
  472. Lisa’s message read, and he relayed the instructions.
  473. Betty complied, her body shivering as the cool air hit her bare pussy. He stepped back, admiring her in the mirror. She looked like a goddess, her hair a mess of golden waves, her makeup smudged from their earlier kisses.
  474. He positioned her in front of the mirror, her legs spread wide, her panties a mere decoration. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with need, her breath coming in short gasps.
  475. “Now, darlin’, this is where the real fun begins,”
  476. he said, his voice a low growl.
  477. He stepped closer, his hand sliding between her legs, his fingers finding her clit. She was so swollen, so ready for him. He began to rub her in slow, deliberate circles, the vibrations from his smartwatch matching the rhythm of his touch. Her hips bucked against him, her body begging for more.
  478. Their eyes met in the mirror, the reflection of their passion bouncing back at them. He could see the want in hers, the need that mirrored his own. His hand moved faster, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
  479. Lisa’s instructions grew more urgent, her own arousal evident in the quickness of her texts. “Make her beg, Dan. Make her scream for it. She’s close, I can feel it.”
  480. Betty’s hand reached up, her fingers tangling in his hair. “Oh god, yes. Right there. Don’t stop, don’t ever stop!”
  481. Her body tensed, her legs shaking as the orgasm built. And then she was there, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she came hard. The mirror was a canvas of pleasure, her squirt painting a Jackson Pollock masterpiece across the glass.
  482. Lisa’s messages sent shivers down his spin ” I want to watch you fuck her until she can’t walk straight tomorrow.”
  483. The bedroom was bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, the scent of vanilla filling the air. Betty was sprawled across the bed, her dress hiked up around her waist, her panties still around her ankles. Her breasts heaved with every breath, her nipples tight and begging for attention.
  484. Dan climbed onto the bed, his cock standing at attention. He positioned himself between her legs, his hands sliding up her thighs, pushing her dress higher. Betty looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure.
  485. “You’re a natural at this,” she murmured, her voice thick with desire.
  486. He smirked, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ve had a good teacher,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her clit. She bucked her hips up, a moan escaping her lips. He leaned in, his tongue flicking against her sensitive bud, tasting the sweetness of her arousal.
  487. Her legs wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, her hips grinding against his mouth. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tightening around his tongue. And then she was there again, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
  488. He slid up her body, his cock nudging against her opening. She was wet, so wet, and he knew he wouldn’t need much more than a gentle push to be inside her.
  489. Lisa’s voice was a siren’s call in his ear, guiding him, pushing him. “Take your time, Dan. Make it last. I want to see her come apart for you.”
  490. He positioned himself, his cock poised at her entrance. He watched her in the mirror, her eyes locked on his, her body taut with anticipation. He pushed in, inch by torturous inch, her pussy clenching around him. She was tight, so tight, like a glove made of velvet.
  491. Her nails dug into his back, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as he filled her completely. The sound of their bodies coming together was a symphony, a sweet crescendo of passion.
  492. “Fuck me, Dan. Fuck me like you mean it,” she begged, her voice a breathless whisper.
  493. He complied, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. The mirror reflected their movements, their bodies a tapestry of lust and desire. He watched as Betty’s eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream.
  494. Lisa’s instructions grew more detailed, more demanding. She wanted to see every inch of Betty’s pleasure, every twitch of her body. And he delivered, his own desires forgotten in the face of his cousin’s command.
  495. They moved together, a dance of passion and lust. Betty’s breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and begging for attention. He leaned down, taking one in his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. She gasped, her back arching off the bed.
  496. Her legs wrapped around him she was getting close. Then Dan got the last message from Lisa “make her orgasm hard right in front of the mirror. I want to see you pumping into her up close.”
  497. Dan’s eyes locked with Betty’s in the mirror. He could feel her walls tightening around him, her breath hitching in anticipation. He knew she was close, so close. He increased his pace, his hips slapping against her ass with each deep thrust. Betty’s eyes went wide as she felt the beginnings of her climax, her nails digging into his back as she held on for dear life.
  498. Their reflections grew hazy with steam, their bodies glistening with sweat and desire. Dan’s hand slid down her body, his thumb finding her clit. He rubbed her in time with his strokes, watching as her hips bucked wildly. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with their primal symphony.
  499. And then she was there, her body tensing around him, her muscles clenching as she came with the force of a storm. Her juices squirted out, a fountain of passion that painted the mirror in a Jackson Pollock-esque pattern of ecstasy. Dan’s eyes never left hers in the reflection, the intimacy of the moment making his own climax all the more intense.
  500. With a final, deep thrust, he emptied himself inside her, their combined moans echoing through the apartment. For a moment, they just lay there, their chests heaving, their hearts racing. Then Betty’s hand reached down, her fingers tracing the line of cum that had escaped and was slowly making its way down her thigh. She brought her hand to her mouth, licking her fingers clean with a hungry look in her eyes.
  501. Dan watched, his own hand still buried in her wetness, the sight of her savoring his seed driving him wild. He knew he had to get back to Lisa, but he couldn’t resist one last taste. He leaned in, his mouth capturing hers in a kiss that was as fiery as it was tender. He could feel the last of her orgasm pulsing through her, the aftershocks of pleasure that rippled through her body.
  502. When they finally broke apart, Betty was a mess of pleasure, her makeup smudged, her hair a wild mess. She looked up at him, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “That was... amazing,” she breathed.
  503. He chuckled, his own chest still heaving. “I aim to please,” he said, his voice still thick with desire.
  504. They both knew this was a one-time thing, a wild ride that would never be repeated. But for now, they basked in the afterglow, their bodies still humming with the echoes of passion.
  505. Lisa’s next message came through, a simple “Good job.”
  506. He pulled out, his cock glistening with Betty’s juices. He couldn’t help but feel a little bit of pride at his performance. He knew Lisa was watching, knew she was getting off on the show he had put on. And it was a show, a performance that had left him feeling both exhausted and exhilarated.
  507. Betty spent the night and Lisa got to view a quickie in the morning before she did the walk of shame. Lisa enjoyed the view of Betty’s gorgeous chest bouncing around on her way out of the apartment. She had a perfect ass that seemed to be made for short skirts, which she was currently wearing. It was clear that Betty had had a good time from her swagger and the smug smile she was wearing.
  508. Dan took a shower and gets dressed, his mind racing with the previous night’s events. He couldn’t help but feel a bit smug himself, knowing that he had not only satisfied Betty but had put on a show for his cousin. His thoughts drifted to what Stacy might be like, her larger breasts and wild spirit.
  509. Lisa’s thoughts were also racing. She had seen the way Betty’s body had responded to Dan’s touch, the way she had squirted all over the mirror. It had been a thrilling sight, one that had left her soaking wet. She knew that her turn would come soon, and she couldn’t wait to see what kind of experience Dan had set up for her.
  510. Dan and Lisa talked about it all that evening. They talked about how they enjoyed giving each other a bit of control and seeing what happens. She asked, “Do you have any thoughts of what you want me to do next?”
  511. He replied, “I’ve been thinking, have you ever heard of double penetration? Maybe with those same guys you had a threesome with?”
  512. Lisa’s eyes widened, the idea sending a thrill through her. She had been curious about it but never had the chance to try it. “I’ve thought about it, but I’ve never been with anyone who was willing to go that far.”
  513. Dan leaned back on the couch, his cock twitching at the thought. “Well, I know Mike and Jake are up for anything. And they both think you’re smoking hot. They’d be all over you if you gave them the chance. Plus, I bet they’d love the idea of filling you up like that.”
  514. Lisa felt her pussy clench at the thought of both men inside her, stretching her to her limits. She took a deep breath, her heart racing. “Okay, set it up. But remember, we can’t get involved with each other during this. That’s the rule.”
  515. Dan nodded, a devilish grin spreading across his face. “Don’t worry, I’ve got it under control. This will be just for the viewing pleasure.”
  516. The anticipation grew over the next few days, each passing moment bringing them closer to the night that Lisa had been both dreading and craving. She picked out a sexy lingerie set, one that she knew would drive the guys wild. It was a black lace thong and bra set that left little to the imagination. She had shaved her pussy smooth, leaving a neat little landing strip of hair that she knew would drive them crazy.
  517. When Mike and Jake arrived, she could see the hunger in their eyes as they took in her half-dressed form. They were both tall, muscular, and had the kind of cocks that could make a girl feel small. Mike’s was thick and veiny, while Jake’s was longer and leaner. Both were already half-hard just from looking at her.
  518. Lisa led them into the bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. But it was a good kind of vulnerability, one that made her feel alive.
  519. They both stripped down, their cocks springing free. Lisa’s mouth went dry as she took in the sight of them, her body already responding. Mike’s cock was a thick, meaty beast that looked like it could split her in two, while Jake’s was long and curved, with a glistening drop of precum at the tip.
  520. Mike took the lead, sliding her thong aside and sliding into her wet pussy with ease. She gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him. Jake positioned himself behind her, his cock nudging at her tight asshole. She took a deep breath, her heart racing as he slowly pushed inside her, inch by inch.
  521. The feeling was intense, like nothing she had ever felt before. Her body was so full, so stretched, that she thought she might break apart at the seams. But instead, she just felt more alive, more aroused than she had ever been.
  522. They moved together, their bodies a tapestry of sweat and lust. Mike’s hands were on her hips, pulling her down onto his cock as he thrust up into her, while Jake’s hands roamed her body, playing with her breasts, her clit. She could feel the head of Jake’s cock pressing against her g-spot, the sensation making her toes curl.
  523. Their moans filled the room, a cacophony of pleasure that seemed to go on forever. Lisa’s eyes were closed, her head thrown back as they claimed her body, their movements in perfect sync. It was like they had done this a hundred times before, their bodies moving together in a dance of desire.
  524. The feeling grew and grew, a pressure building inside her that she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. And then it hit her, a wave of pleasure so intense that she screamed out their names, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
  525. Dan watched from the next room, his cock in his hand. He had set up the webcam so that he could see everything, every detail of her being filled by the two men. He stroked himself in time with their movements, his own pleasure building as he watched his cousin’s face contort in ecstasy.
  526. Mike’s thrusts grew more erratic, his breathing ragged. “I’m going to cum,” he groaned.
  527. “Inside me,” Lisa panted, her own orgasm cresting.
  528. And with a final, deep push, he did, his hot seed filling her pussy. At the same time, Jake reached around and pinched her clit, sending her over the edge into another earth-shattering orgasm. She felt her body convulse around both their cocks, her muscles tightening until she could feel nothing but the exquisite agony of pleasure.
  529. Mike’s eyes rolled back in his head, his own orgasm ripping through him. He pulled out, his cock still pulsing with the aftershocks. Jake followed suit, his cum spurting out of her ass, painting her back with his essence.
  530. They lay there, the three of them, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. For a moment, the only sound was their heavy breathing. Then, Lisa looked up at them, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “That was incredible. Thank you, guys.”
  531. Mike and Jake grinned, their chests heaving. “Anytime,” Mike said, his voice still thick with lust.
  532. Lisa couldn’t help but feel a twinge of something, watching them. They had just shared something so intimate, something so raw and primal. But she knew that this was just the beginning, that there were so many more experiences to be had.
  533. As they cleaned up and got dressed, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction, a feeling of power that came from knowing she had just taken two men at once and loved every minute of it. She knew that Dan was watching, probably still stroking himself off in the other room. The thought made her feel even more alive, more in control.
  534. Dan made coffee for her the next morning. He was dying to hear her side of the story.
  535. Lisa walked into the kitchen, her hair still a wild mess from the previous night's activities. She was wearing one of his oversized t-shirts that barely covered her ass, her legs looking like they went on for days. Her face was flushed, her eyes bright with excitement. "You want to hear the details?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.
  536. He nodded, handing her a mug. "Every last one," he said, his own voice thick with desire.
  537. They sat at the kitchen table, the aroma of the coffee filling the air. Lisa took a sip, her eyes never leaving his. "It was... intense," she murmured, her voice trailing off. "The way they both filled me up, the way their bodies moved together. It was like nothing I've ever felt before."
  538. Her words painted a vivid picture in his mind, his cock growing hard at the thought of her being taken by two men at once. "What was it like?" he asked, his voice a growl.
  539. "It was like... like I was being claimed,"
  540. she said, her eyes glazing over with the memory. "They were so rough, so demanding. But at the same time, it was like they were worshiping me, like my body was their playground."
  541. Dan's hand clenched around his mug, his knuckles turning white. "And your orgasm? Was it as good as it looked?"
  542. Lisa's eyes snapped back to his, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "It was better than I could have ever imagined. Having both of them inside me at the same time, feeling them cum... it was like my body was on fire."
  543. "You liked watching?"
  544. she whispered.
  545. He nodded, unable to find the words. "It was... amazing. Seeing you like that, so wild and free..."
  546. They sat in silence for a moment, the tension between them palpable. Then, Lisa spoke again. "I want you to try something new. Something I've been thinking about for a while."
  547. Dan's heart skipped a beat. "What is it?"
  548. "Pegging,"
  549. she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to see someone pegging you from behind."
  550. Dan felt his face heat up, his cock twitching in his pants. He had never considered it before, but the idea was intriguing. "Okay," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "I'll give it a shot."
  551. The next week, they went shopping together for a strap-on. It was a strange, exhilarating experience, picking out a toy that was meant for him to use with someone else. They chose a sleek black one, with a realistic cock that was a bit smaller than his own.
  552. When they got home, Lisa put a plan in motion to find the right girl.
  553. Days turned into nights of searching online and swiping through profiles, looking for someone who would be open to their unique arrangement. They came across a girl named Lila, who was petite but had a fiery spirit that seemed to leap out of her photos. She had short, raven hair, a cute button nose, and a mischievous smile that promised all sorts of naughty intentions. Her profile read, "Short, but I make up for it in other ways."
  554. After exchanging a few messages and a steamy phone call, they agreed to meet at the apartment. Lila arrived dressed in a pair of skin-tight jeans and a crop top that showcased her toned abs and the barest hint of cleavage. Dan's eyes traveled down to her ass, which was perky and looked like it had been sculpted by the gods themselves.
  555. They talked for a while, getting to know each other, their conversation peppered with flirty banter and sexual innuendos. Lisa watched them, her own arousal growing as she anticipated what was to come.
  556. Finally, Lila took the lead, her hand sliding up Dan's thigh, her eyes locked with his. "Ready to see how this feels?" she asked, her voice a seductive purr.
  557. Dan nodded, his heart racing. He had never been with a girl who was so forward, so willing to take charge. It was a thrilling prospect, one that had him more than ready to let go of his inhibitions.
  558. They moved into the bedroom, the air thick with desire. Lila dropped to her knees, her hands unbuckling his belt, her eyes never leaving his. She pulled down his pants, revealing his cock, already half-hard from the anticipation. She took it in her mouth, her tongue flicking over the tip as she began to suck him off.
  559. Lisa watched from the corner of the room, her hand slipping into her own pants. She couldn't believe how turned on she was, watching someone else give her cousin head. But there was something about Lila, something about the way she took control that was making her wetter by the second.
  560. Lila's mouth worked magic on him, her tongue swirling around his shaft, her teeth grazing his sensitive skin. She could feel him growing harder and harder, his hips bucking up into her mouth.
  561. And then it was time.
  562. Lila pulled away, her eyes glinting with excitement. She reached for the strap-on, her hands shaking slightly. She had never done this before, but she was eager to try. She stripped down her own clothes, revealing a body that was compact but powerful, every muscle defined from her flat stomach to her toned arms.
  563. Her breasts were small but firm, and her ass looked like it could bounce a quarter. She had a tattoo of a snake coiling around her left thigh, the tail disappearing beneath her crotch. The room was dimly lit by candles, the flickering flames casting shadows that danced across their bodies. Lisa watched as Lila slid the strap-on over her body, her hands trembling slightly with excitement.
  564. Lisa’s view of Dan bent over and this petite woman with a strap on kneeling behind him was almost too much to handle. She had never seen him in such a vulnerable position. The way his muscular body tensed, the way his ass cheeks clenched and unclenched, it was like watching a masterpiece unfold. Lila’s eyes were filled with a mix of excitement and concentration, as if she were about to embark on a sacred ritual. She applied lube to the dildo with a meticulousness that spoke of her inexperience but also her determination to make it good for him.
  565. The strap-on cock was thick and slightly curved, a perfect match for Dan’s own. It glistened in the candlelight, looking almost alive. Lila’s hand was steady as she positioned it at his entrance, her other hand resting gently on his hip. He took a deep breath, his knuckles white where they gripped the bed, and she pushed it in.
  566. Inch by torturous inch, she filled him, watching his face contort with a mix of pain and pleasure. His moans grew louder with each thrust, his body arching back into hers. Lisa could see the beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his biceps flexing as he fought to hold himself still.
  567. The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, the occasional gasp or moan. The smell of sex was thick in the air, mingling with the scent of the candles. Lila’s rhythm grew more confident, her strokes longer and deeper. Lisa’s own hand had found her pussy, her fingers sliding through her wetness as she watched the scene before her.
  568. Dan’s face was a mask of ecstasy, his eyes screwed shut, his teeth bared. He was in another world, a place of pure sensation. Lila leaned forward, her breasts brushing against his back as she whispered dirty nothings into his ear, her own breaths coming in short pants.
  569. The sight of him, his muscles straining, his body at the mercy of this small but mighty goddess, was like nothing Lisa had ever seen. She felt a strange sense of pride, watching her cousin give himself over to the experience. She knew he was loving every second of it, even as he bit his lip to keep from screaming out.
  570. And then, as if she had read his mind, Lila reached around and began to stroke his cock. Dan’s hips bucked, his whole body tightening as he came, the strap-on still deep inside him. Lila didn’t stop, her hand working him until he was spent, his legs trembling.
  571. They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined. Lisa watched from her spot in the corner, her own hand still in her pants, her eyes never leaving them. She had never felt so alive, so connected, and yet so separate from what was happening.
  572. The aftermath was a blur of kisses and gentle touches, the three of them tangled in a web of limbs and desire. They talked, their voices low and intimate, sharing stories and secrets. And all the while, Lisa’s mind raced with the knowledge of what they had just shared.
  573. The next day Dan and Lisa talked about his pegging experience in detail at lunch.
  574. "So, how was it?"
  575. she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
  576. Dan took a bite of his sandwich, trying to compose his thoughts. "It was... intense," he finally said. "Lila was so gentle but firm at the same time. And watching her, so in control..."
  577. Lisa's cheeks flushed, remembering the way Lila had handled him. "What was your favorite part?"
  578. He took a sip of his water, swallowing before speaking. "When she reached around and started jerking me off. It was like she knew exactly what I needed."
  579. Lisa's hand stilled on her sandwich. "And did you...?"
  580. "I came harder than I ever have,"
  581. he admitted, a hint of awe in his voice. "It was like she was in my head."
  582. They talked about it for the rest of the meal, their voices hushed, their eyes locked on each other. The connection between them was stronger than ever, their shared experiences only serving to fuel their desires.
  583. That night, they decided to host a party. The apartment was packed with friends and classmates, the music loud, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and lust. They had agreed that anyone was welcome to use Dan's room for a bit of private fun, the guests unaware that Lisa or Dan would be taking turns watching them from the other side of the mirror.
  584. The first couple to use Dan’s room to relieve some sexual tension was Rachel and her boyfriend Mark. Rachel was a friend from their history class, known for her fiery red hair and vibrant laugh. Mark was a member of the soccer team, with a lean body and a cocky smile that made everyone feel like they were the only one in the room.
  585. Lisa watched from the darkness of her own room, the velvet curtain pulled aside to reveal the mirror's reflection of her cousin's bed. Rachel was on her hands and knees, her round, pale ass in the air, while Mark stood behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Rachel’s moans grew louder with each thrust, her red hair cascading down her back like a fiery waterfall. Mark’s muscular legs tensed as he drove into her, his soccer shorts and boxers pulled down just enough to expose his firm ass.
  586. Lisa's eyes were drawn to Rachel’s pussy, swollen and wet with desire, taking Mark’s cock without any hesitation. Rachel’s tits swayed back and forth with every stroke, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Mark’s hand reached around, playing with Rachel’s clit, making her shudder with each touch. Rachel’s eyes were squeezed shut, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. The sight was mesmerizing, a dance of passion and lust that Lisa couldn’t tear her gaze from.
  587. As Rachel’s orgasm grew closer, her moans grew louder, echoing through the apartment. Mark’s hand moved faster, his thumb circling Rachel’s clit with increasing pressure. Rachel’s body began to convulse, her back arching, her head thrown back. And then she came, her pussy spasming around Mark’s cock, her whole body shaking with the force of her climax.
  588. The sight was almost too much for Lisa. She was so wet, her own hand slipping easily through her folds. She watched Mark pull out, his cock glistening with Rachel’s cum, and Rachel collapse onto the bed, her chest heaving. They were both lost in the aftermath of their shared pleasure, oblivious to the unseen audience.
  589. The night went on, the party grew louder, and the mirror revealed a parade of couples, each more eager and uninhibited than the last. Lisa watched them all, her own hand never straying far from her pussy, her eyes feasting on the display of flesh and passion. She saw bodies of all shapes and sizes, heard whispers of pleasure and gasps of pain. It was a buffet of sexual delights, and she was the only one who knew the secret.
  590. Her eyes widened as she watched a particularly adventurous couple, a blonde named Tiffany and her boyfriend James, who was known around school for his love of photography. James had set up his camera on a tripod, capturing every moment of their lovemaking from different angles. Tiffany’s legs were wrapped around James’s waist as he pumped into her, her blonde hair fanned out on the pillow like a halo. James’s eyes were focused on the camera, a look of pure concentration on his face as he captured their intimate moments.
  591. Lisa watched, her breath hitching, as Tiffany reached down and began to play with her own ass, her fingers slipping in and out of her tight hole. James’s eyes went wide, his strokes growing more erratic as he watched. Then, without warning, Tiffany reached for a small, pink butt plug that had been lying on the bedside table. She lubed it up and slid it into herself, her eyes never leaving the camera lens.
  592. The sight of Tiffany taking control of her own pleasure was like watching a masterpiece unfold. Lisa’s own hand moved faster, her thumb pressing down on her clit, mimicking the motions Tiffany was making. The blonde’s face was a study in concentration and bliss, her eyes glazed over as she pushed herself closer to the edge.
  593. As the night went on, the room grew more and more crowded with discarded clothing and moaning bodies. Lisa’s hand was a blur between her legs, her orgasms coming one after another as she watched her classmates give in to their most primal desires.
  594. Dan wanted a turn when the next couple to step into the room was a young lesbian couple named Mia and Elena. They were both petite with athletic bodies, and the way they looked at each other was like a dance of pure seduction. They were dressed in matching lingerie, black and lacy, their skin glowing in the candlelight. Mia had short, curly hair and piercing green eyes, while Elena's hair was straight and chestnut, her eyes a deep brown.
  595. They kissed each other slowly, their tongues exploring, as they undressed each other. Dan's heart raced as he watched them, his hand slipping into his pants to grip his cock. The sight of two beautiful women making love was something he had never seen in person, and it was even more intense knowing that they were unaware of his presence.
  596. Mia pushed Elena onto the bed, her hands moving down to her lover's breasts. She pinched the nipples through the lace, making Elena gasp. Elena's legs spread, revealing her smooth, shaven pussy, and Mia's eyes darkened with desire. She leaned down, her tongue flicking out to taste Elena's sweetness.
  597. Elena's hands were in Mia's hair, her hips bucking as Mia's tongue danced over her clit. The sounds of their lovemaking were muffled by the music and the cheers from the partygoers, but Dan could hear every wet, sucking sound. He stroked himself faster, his eyes never leaving the mirror.
  598. Mia's tongue slid into Elena's pussy, her hands gripping her thighs tightly. Elena's moans grew louder, her body arching off the bed. Dan's cock was rock-hard, his hand moving in a blur. He watched as Mia's own pussy grew wetter, her clit pulsing with excitement. He knew that he couldn't last much longer.
  599. And then, suddenly, Elena's body stiffened, her eyes rolling back in her head. She came hard, her pussy convulsing around Mia's tongue. Mia didn't stop, her mouth moving faster, her hands sliding down to Elena's ass, spreading her cheeks.
  600. Dan watched, his own release imminent, as Mia slid two fingers into Elena's tight ass. Elena's moans grew even louder, and Dan could see the pleasure on her face. It was like watching a live porn scene, but so much more intimate, so much more real.
  601. Mia's eyes met his in the mirror, and for a moment, it was like she knew he was there. Dan froze, his heart pounding, but she only winked before returning to her ministrations.
  602. The party continued, the night grew later, and the couples grew more daring. But through it all, Dan remained in his room, his eyes glued to the mirror, his hand working his cock as he watched the show.
  603. After the party was over Dan and Lisa talked about what they saw, each sharing their favorite moments from the night's voyeuristic delights.
  604. Dan spoke up first, "I couldn't believe Mia and Elena. They were so... intense."
  605. Lisa nodded, her eyes distant. "Yeah, they were pretty amazing. I've never seen a woman's body look like that."
  606. Dan leaned in closer, his voice dropping. "What was your favorite part?"
  607. Lisa took a deep breath, her cheeks flushing slightly. "When Mia started fingering Elena's ass. It was like watching a masterclass in pleasure."
  608. They talked for hours, their voices low and intimate, sharing every detail of what they had seen. It was like they were reliving the experience together, each moment more erotic than the last.
  609. The next week, Lisa had a surprise for Dan. "I've been about setting up a surprise for you. What would you think about behind blindfolded and get to taste a sample of different pussies. You make each one cum, them trying to be as silent as possible, and then you rate them and go to your room so they can’t see you but. You can see them. I read out the rating as you finally get to see the pussies you tasted from the other side of the mirror and they are unaware?”
  610. Dan got excited at the sound of Lisa's proposal. His heart raced as he imagined the anonymous encounter that awaited him. Lisa had always been the more adventurous one, pushing the boundaries of their little game. He didn’t know what to expect, but he knew it would be mind-blowing.
  611. The night of the surprise, Lisa led Dan into his room, blindfolded him, and positioned him in front of the mirror. He could feel the anticipation building, his cock growing harder with each passing second. He heard the door open and close, the sound of four sets of footsteps going into Lisa’s room. She had blindfolded them at the door so they wouldn’t be able to make any of them out. He heard lisa giving them all instructions.
  612. Lisa told them each to strip naked and sit in a chair. The first girl to strip was Sally. She was a tall red-head with a muscular body from doing CrossFit. She had small firm breasts and a muscular ass. Sally sat down in the chair, her legs spread open, her pussy already glistening with excitement.
  613. The second girl was Rachel, the same fiery-haired beauty who had used Dan's room earlier in the week. She had a soft, supple body, with round perky breasts that bounced with every step she took. Rachel’s pussy was clean-shaven and pink, her lips plump and inviting. Rachel had a naughty smile as she took her place in the chair, her legs spreading eagerly.
  614. The third girl would be a surprise for Dan. It was Lisa’s younger sister Rebecca.
  615. Rebecca was petite, with long, wavy brunette hair that fell down her back in soft waves. Her skin was pale and flawless, with the defined tan lines from being a lifeguard. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Lisa’s, a full A-cup that had oversized puffy nipples. Her pussy was perfectly shaved and her labia were plump and inviting.
  616. Lisa had been telling Rebecca about all that college life offered and Rebecca said she was interested in some of Lisa’s adventures so Lisa invited her to get her first orgasm unbeknownst to Dan. In fact, Rebecca had no idea it was Dan that would be doing this to her in a few minutes.
  617. There was no fourth chair. The fourth girl would secretly be Lisa. She wanted Dan to taste her without him realizing it. She wanted to not get involved relationally but she really wanted to feel his expert tongue.
  618. Once all the girls were nude, she brought the blindfolded Dan in. She then gave instructions to everyone, “I know you can’t see each other and that’s the point. Focus on the pleasure. Also, no loud noises, this is supposed to stay anonymous and someone might be able to make out who you are if they heard you. One by one you will lie on the bed and the mysterious man who will remain fully clothed will feel your body, give you a bit of foreplay, and then give you oral to orgasm. You’ll then sit back down and wait until everyone goes. Then the man will rate each of you and leave. I’ll tell you the ratings and then you can each go one by one taking off your blindfold at the door. Do you all agree to these rules?”
  619. They all nodded, the excitement palpable in the room. It was a silent agreement that only heightened the erotic tension. Dan felt the heat from the four bodies, and his cock strained against his pants, eager to be set free.
  620. The first to lie on the bed was Sally, her athletic body gleaming in the candlelight. He felt the muscles in her thighs, the curve of her hips, the firmness of her stomach. His hand trailed up to her breasts, feeling the firmness of her nipples. He imagined what her breasts looked like based on how they felt. He leaned down to kiss her, his tongue probing her mouth, feeling the heat from her body, the desire that was building between them.
  621. He moved down her body, his hand sliding between her legs, feeling the wetness of her pussy. She was ready for him. He licked her clit, tasting the saltiness of her arousal. Sally's body tensed, a soft moan escaping her lips. He could feel the tension in her thighs, the way she was holding back. He took his time, exploring her folds with his tongue, finding that perfect spot that made her quiver.
  622. Her legs tightened around his head, her hips bucking up into his mouth. He sucked and licked, his fingers sliding inside her, feeling her walls tighten around him. Sally’s moans grew softer, more controlled, as she approached her climax. And then she was there, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. He felt the wetness of her release on his tongue, her pussy pulsing around his fingers.
  623. Next was Rachel, her soft curves begging to be touched. He kissed her stomach, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts. Rachel’s skin was like silk, her body responding to his every touch. He moved down, his nose brushing against her mound, inhaling her sweet scent. He could feel Rachel’s excitement, the way her pussy was already slick and ready for him.
  624. He licked her clit, feeling it swell beneath his tongue. Rachel’s moans grew more urgent, her hips rocking against his face. He slid two fingers into her, his thumb pressing against her G-spot, making her gasp. He watched her in the mirror, her red hair spread out on the pillow, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. Rachel’s body was a canvas of passion, her skin flushed with arousal.
  625. He took his time, savoring her taste, the way she felt. Rachel’s orgasm built slowly, her body tightening, her breath coming in short gasps. And then she was there, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she came.
  626. Rebecca was next, her youthfulness intoxicating. He could feel the excitement in her trembling thighs, the way she was trying to stay quiet. He kissed her inner thighs, moving closer to her pussy. He could feel the heat from her, smell the sweet scent of her arousal. When his tongue touched her, she jerked, a soft gasp escaping her lips.
  627. Dan took his time with Rebecca, exploring every inch of her, her body responding to his touch. He felt her clit, so sensitive and swollen. He licked and sucked, his hands playing with her breasts. Rebecca’s moans grew louder, her body arching up off the bed. He knew she was close, so he slid a finger into her, feeling her tightness, her pussy squeezing around him.
  628. And then she was there, her body convulsing with pleasure. It wasabi her first time ever having an orgasm, and by such an expert. She had no idea it was her own cousin Dan. The sight of her young body, her muscles flexing and her pussy pulsing around his tongue was something he would never forget. Lisa was beside herself seeing her own young sister naked and convulsing in her first ever orgasm by Dan. She looked so innocent yet so sexy in the candlelight. It was a moment that would be burned into his mind forever.
  629. Next was Lisa’s turn. Thankfully he would never find out it was her but she was super wet already. She laid down on the bed looking at him blindfolded approaching her.
  630. He felt her thighs, her smooth skin, the heat of her pussy, her pebbled nipples. His hands roamed her body, feeling the softness of her skin, the firmness of her muscles. He kissed her stomach, his breath warm against her belly button. His tongue traced the line of her pelvic bone, making her quiver with anticipation.
  631. Lisa’s body was a symphony of sensations, each touch a note that built upon the last. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples, making her bite her lip to keep from crying out. He kissed his way down, his beard tickling her skin, making her shiver.
  632. He found her pussy, her clit already swollen and begging for attention. He took his time, licking and sucking, feeling her body tense with each stroke. Lisa’s moans grew louder, her hips moving against his mouth. She was so close, the orgasm building deep within her.
  633. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tightness, her wetness. Lisa’s eyes widened, her body arching as he curled his finger in the perfect way. She felt like she was going to explode, her whole body alive with sensation. She watched him in the mirror, his face buried between her legs, his tongue working magic.
  634. And then it was happening. Her orgasm crashed over her, wave after wave of pleasure. She tried to stay silent, her eyes locked with his in the reflection, her body shaking with the intensity of it. He didn’t stop, his tongue flicking her clit as she came, her pussy pulsing around his finger.
  635. After everyone had their turn, Lisa took Dan to the other room where he had to rate each one before being able to see them. She told him she would let him know when it was okay to take off his blindfold. She went into the other room and pretended to escort someone out so dan would think the fourth girl left. Then she texted dan that he could remove his blindfold and see them.
  636. Dan removed his blindfold, his heart racing with excitement and surprise. The sight of Rachel and Sally, their bodies still flushed with arousal, was almost too much to bear. But it was the sight of Rebecca, his own younger cousin, that truly shocked him. Her wide eyes met his in the mirror, a silent question hanging in the air.
  637. Lisa smirked, watching the play of emotions on Dan's face. She knew he hadn't expected this twist, but she also knew he wouldn't pass up the opportunity. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself as he looked at Rachel and Sally, who were now waiting expectantly for his ratings.
  638. He began with Rachel, describing her pussy in explicit detail. "Rachel," he murmured, "you're a five out of five. Your pussy is like a sweet, ripe peach, so soft and inviting. Your taste was intoxicating, and the way you moaned made me want to devour you." Rachel giggled, blushing at the compliment.
  639. Next was Sally, her muscular body standing tall and proud. "Sally," he said, his voice a little shakier now, "you're a four. Your pussy was firm and muscular, like the rest of you. The way you controlled your moans was incredibly sexy, and your taste was a bit more... intense. Like a spicy wine that leaves a lasting impression." Sally nodded, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
  640. And then there was Rebecca, his mind racing with the fact that he had just tasted her sweetness. He took a deep breath before speaking. "Rebecca," he began, his voice low and steady, "you're a six out of five. I've never tasted anything so... innocent and delicious. You were like a fine dessert that I never wanted to end."
  641. Lisa's heart pounded in her chest, watching Dan's reaction. She had hoped this would push their boundaries, but seeing his desire for Rebecca was more than she had bargained for. She cleared her throat, trying to keep her voice neutral. "Okay, what about the fourth girl that had to leave? I want to hear you describe her in detail so i can take notes and text her later.”
  642. Dan took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "The fourth girl," he began, his voice thick with lust, "was something else. She was... she was like a secret garden, hidden and untouched. Her pussy was so soft, so delicate. I could feel her tremble under my tongue, taste her innocence. Her taste was unlike any other, something... something indescribable."
  643. He paused, his eyes glazed over with the memory of it all. "But, if I had to rate her, I'd give her a four. It was... it was just different, you know? It's not a bad thing, but she didn't have the experience of the others. She tasted similar to number 3 actually."
  644. Lisa felt a strange mix of emotions. Jealousy? Excitement? She wasn't sure. She decided to keep her cards close to her chest, not revealing the truth just yet. "Alright, I'll keep that in mind for next time," she said, her voice a little shakier than she would've liked.
  645. One by one, Lisa escorted the girls out of the room, whispering sweet nothings in their ears, making sure they were satisfied with their anonymous encounter. Rachel and Sally left with smirks on their faces, their secrets intact. Rebecca looked back at her with wide eyes, still trembling from her first orgasm, unsure of what had just happened but eager for more.
  646. Once they were alone, Lisa and Dan sat down on the edge of the bed, the tension between them palpable. "So, what did you think?" she asked, playing it cool.
  647. Dan took a deep breath "It was... intense," he admitted. "I never thought I'd get to do something like that."
  648. “What did you think of being abole to touch their bodies but not see them?” She inquired.
  649. Dan’s voice was gruff with arousal. “It was... intriguing. The mystery added something extra, you know?”
  650. “Oh, the fourth girl texted and wanted me to tell you what you thought of how her body felt. Care to elaborate?”
  651. Dan’s cock was still rock hard from the experience, and he had to adjust his position to hide it. He took a moment to think, his mind replaying the feeling of each girl’s body under his touch. “Well, she was definitely the most... responsive. Her body was tight, but not in a muscular way. More like... a coiled spring, ready to be released. Her skin was so soft, like velvet, and her pussy was... so wet and warm. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. The way she moved against my mouth was pure instinct, no experience needed. She was a natural.”
  652. “I know you like small breasts, what did you think of how hers felt?” She asked.
  653. Dan’s heart raced at the thought of Rachel’s and Sally’s breasts. “They were... perfect. Just the right size for my hands to cup and squeeze. Firm, but not too much. They fit just right in my mouth, and the way they bounced when I was fucking them was mesmerizing.”
  654. “Compare and contrast each of their breasts for me” she requested.
  655. Dan’s cock was still throbbing from the encounter, and he had to shift in his seat. “Rachel’s breasts were fuller, a little heavier in my hands, with darker areolae and nipples that stood out like little pebbles when they were hard. They were... generous, I guess you could say, and they felt amazing when I played with them. Sally’s on the other hand, were more like... ripe berries, firm but not too much, with pink tips that were super sensitive. They were smaller, but the way they fit in my mouth was just... perfect. And when I sucked on them, she made these little noises that drove me wild.”
  656. The conversation flowed easily between them, a shared understanding of the eroticism that had just transpired. Lisa’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she listened to Dan’s descriptions. “And their pussies? How were they different?”
  657. Dan leaned back, his eyes closing briefly as he remembered. “Rachel’s pussy was... experienced. She knew what she liked, and she wasn’t shy about letting me know. It was like playing an instrument that had been well-used but still had all the right notes. Sally’s was more... demanding. Like a tight, wet fist that just squeezed the life out of me, in the best way possible. And then there was the fourth girl... so soft, so delicate, like a rosebud just opening up. I wanted to just... savor her, you know?”
  658. Lisa felt a strange thrill at hearing her cousin’s thoughts on the other girls’ bodies. It was like they were sharing an intimate secret, even though they had agreed to keep their own interactions purely observational. “What was her name again?” she asked, feigning ignorance.
  659. “I don’t know, she never told me. But if she wants to come back for more, I wouldn’t say no. She had something... special. Innocent, but with a hint of something wild just waiting to be unleashed. It was incredible.”
  660. The room was silent for a moment, the only sound the soft buzz of the city outside their window. Lisa’s mind raced with thoughts, her body tingling with the desire to explore these new boundaries. She decided to push things further, seeing how far they could take this game of voyeurism and anonymity.
  661. “For our next task, I kind of want to be in the same room sitting in a chair watching you have sex. I’d just be an uninvolved observer. If we found a willing girl, would you be up for that?” She asked.
  662. Dan’s cock twitched at the thought. He had never had an audience before, but the idea of Lisa watching him was incredibly hot. “Who’s the lucky girl?” He smirked, his eyes lighting up.
  663. Lisa knew exactly who she had in mind. She had seen a girl at the gym with a body that was just begging to be worshipped—tall with legs that went on for days, and perky tits that bounced with every step she took. Her name was Elise a mysterious brunette with a piercing gaze and a seductive smile. She had noticed Elise checking him out a few times, and she knew that she would be more than willing to participate in their little game.
  664. They approached Elise with the proposition, and she had taken it with an air of excitement that was almost palpable. She was a unique beauty, her skin a flawless canvas that seemed to glow under the soft light of the gym, her perky tits bouncing with every step she took. Her legs, long and toned, led up to a tight little ass that Dan couldn’t help but stare at. Lisa knew that Elise was perfect for this.
  665. The night of the encounter, Elise arrived at their apartment, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. She had agreed to the terms, and as she walked in, she couldn’t help but feel a rush of anticipation. Lisa had set up a chair in the corner of the room, a silent sentinel to the passion that was about to unfold.
  666. Elise was dressed in a tiny black thong and a sheer tank top that left nothing to the imagination. She looked like a goddess, her body a masterpiece that was about to be admired. She looked at Lisa, a hint of nervousness in her eyes, but there was something else there too—desire, raw and unfiltered.
  667. Dan’s heart raced as he took in the sight of Elise. Her breasts were indeed perky, the fabric of her top stretching taut against her nipples. He could see the outline of her areolae, and he knew he was in for a treat. He approached her, his cock already growing hard at the thought of what was to come.
  668. Lisa watched as her cousin led Elise to the bed, his strong arms wrapped around her waist. She felt a twinge of something—was it jealousy? Excitement? She wasn’t quite sure, but she knew she was eager to see what would happen next. She took her seat in the chair, her legs crossed, her eyes never leaving the couple as they began to kiss.
  669. Their tongues danced together, a prelude to the main event. Elise’s hand slid down to Dan’s waist, her fingers teasing the elastic of his shorts. He moaned into her mouth, his own hand reaching up to cup one of her breasts, feeling the weight of it in his palm.
  670. They broke apart, both panting. Elise looked over at Lisa, a question in her eyes. Lisa nodded, giving her consent. They continued to kiss as they undressed each other, their bodies moving in a slow, sensual dance.
  671. Dan’s cock sprang free, thick and hard. Elise’s eyes widened slightly, but she didn’t back down. She knelt before him, her mouth watering as she took him in her hand. She stroked him gently, her eyes never leaving his as she took the head of his cock into her mouth.
  672. Lisa felt her own pussy clench as she watched Elise’s head bob up and down, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper. She could see the pleasure etched on her cousin’s face, his eyes squeezed shut as he savored the feeling. She watched his abs tense and release with each stroke, his hand tangled in Elise’s hair as he guided her movements.
  673. Elise’s hand reached for her own pussy, her fingers sliding under the thin fabric of her thong. She began to rub herself in time with her mouth on Dan’s cock, her breaths growing shorter and more ragged. Lisa’s eyes were glued to her hand, the way it moved over her clit. It was mesmerizing.
  674. Suddenly, Dan pulled away, his cock glistening with Elise’s saliva. He leaned down and whispered something in her ear, making her giggle. She stood up and turned around, bending over the bed, her ass in the air.
  675. Dan positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her wetness. He slid into her with a groan, her pussy tight around him. Elise’s body arched back, her breasts pushing against the mattress as she took him in.
  676. The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking—the slap of skin on skin, the wet sounds of Elise’s pussy, their moans and gasps. Lisa couldn’t take her eyes off them, her own hand sliding down to her own pussy. She was so wet, she could feel it seeping through her shorts.
  677. But she didn’t touch herself, not yet. She was enjoying the show, the way Elise’s body moved, the way she took Dan’s cock so eagerly. Elise’s back was to her, her perky tits bouncing with every thrust. Lisa could see the sweat glisten on her cousin’s abs, his muscles tightening and releasing as he drove into her.
  678. Elise’s moans grew louder, her body shaking with the force of her approaching climax. She was beautiful, a living work of art, and Lisa couldn’t help but feel a twinge of something—was it envy? Desire? She didn’t know. All she knew was that she wanted to be a part of it, but she held back, her hand hovering over her own clit.
  679. Dan’s eyes met hers in the mirror, his pupils blown wide with lust. He was watching her watch, and she knew he was getting off on it. The power dynamic was shifting, and she liked it. She liked being in control, setting the scene and watching him lose himself in it.
  680. Elise’s hand reached back, gripping Dan’s thigh as she pushed back onto him, her body begging for more. He groaned, his cock sliding in and out of her with ease. Lisa could see the head of his cock, shiny with Elise’s juices, disappearing inside her with every thrust.
  681. The tension in the room was palpable, and Lisa’s own arousal grew with every second that passed. She could feel the wetness between her legs, the ache in her chest that she knew only a good orgasm could fill. But she waited, her breath held in anticipation.
  682. And then, suddenly, Elise’s body tensed, her muscles locking up as she screamed out her release. Her pussy spasmed around Dan’s cock, her whole body shaking with the force of it. Dan followed suit, his own climax hitting him like a tidal wave.
  683. Lisa watched as he pulled out, his cock still pulsing with need. She could see the cum dribble out of Elise, a testament to his power and skill. But it was the look on his face that truly captivated her—pure, unbridled passion. It was raw and intense, and she knew she wanted more.
  684. But she had her own task to focus on. She turned to Elise, her voice steady despite her racing heart. “Thank you for the show,” she said, her eyes never leaving the other girl’s. “But do you mind if I rub myself to climax while you watch me?”
  685. Elise’s eyes widened, but she nodded eagerly, still panting from her own orgasm. Lisa stood up from the chair, her legs shaky with need. She pulled her shorts and panties off, revealing her own wetness to the room. She climbed onto the bed, her eyes locked on Elise’s face as she began to rub her clit in slow, lazy circles.
  686. Her eyes fluttered closed as the pleasure began to build, her body tightening like a coil. She could feel Elise’s eyes on her, watching her every move. It was strange, being the center of attention like this. But it was also incredibly erotic.
  687. “Keep watching me,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire. “I want to see how much you enjoyed watching us. Tell me how much you liked it.”
  688. Elise’s voice was a soft purr. “It was amazing. I’ve never seen anything like it. Your cousin is... he’s incredible.”
  689. Lisa’s hand moved faster, her hips bucking slightly. “What did you like best?” she asked, her voice breathless.
  690. “The way he took control, the way he made me feel... I’ve never felt so... used before, but in a good way. It was like I was just there for his pleasure, and it was everything I never knew I wanted,” Elise admitted.
  691. The words sent a bolt of arousal through Lisa. She knew exactly what Elise meant. The power exchange was intoxicating, and she found herself getting closer to the edge with every stroke. “Keep watching me,” she murmured. “I want to come for you too.”
  692. Elise’s eyes were glued to her, her own hand sliding down to her pussy. She began to rub herself again, her hips moving in time with Lisa’s. They were two separate entities, lost in their own pleasure but joined by their mutual desire.
  693. Lisa’s orgasm crashed over her, her body arching as she screamed out her release. She could feel Elise’s eyes on her, could feel the heat of her gaze, and it pushed her over the edge. Her pussy convulsed, her juices spilling out onto the bed.
  694. The room was quiet for a moment, the only sound the harsh breaths of three people who had just shared an intense, intimate experience. Then, Elise leaned in and kissed her, a gentle press of her lips that was more tender than anything they had just done.
  695. It was a strange feeling, being kissed by a stranger while her cousin watched. But it was also incredibly hot. She kissed Elise back, her hand still moving against her clit, her body still trembling.
  696. Dan’s voice was hoarse with need. “I can’t take it anymore,” he said, his cock still standing at attention. “Can I... can I just watch you two?”
  697. Lisa looked at Elise, who nodded eagerly. They both knew the rules had shifted, but they were too far gone to care. She lay back down on the bed, her legs spread wide, inviting Elise closer. The brunette didn’t hesitate, her hand sliding between Lisa’s thighs.
  698. Their tongues danced together as Elise’s fingers found Lisa’s clit, her own pussy wet and begging for attention. They watched each other, their bodies moving in sync as they brought each other to climax again.
  699. And through it all, Lisa couldn’t help but think about Dan, watching them from his chair. She knew he was getting off on it, his hand likely working his own cock. But she didn’t care. In fact, it made her even hotter.
  700. Elise’s fingers were magic on her clit, her thumb circling the sensitive bundle of nerves with a skill that made Lisa’s eyes roll back in her head. She could feel her orgasm building again, the heat spreading through her body like wildfire. She reached out, her hand finding Elise’s breast, her thumb flicking the nipple in time with the rhythm of their kiss.
  701. Elise moaned, her own hand moving faster, her hips rocking against the bed. Lisa could feel the wetness seep onto her thighs, and she knew Elise was close too. They moved together, a symphony of desire, their bodies speaking a language that needed no words.
  702. Lisa’s orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body bucking and writhing under Elise’s expert touch. She screamed out her release, her pussy pulsing around the other girl’s fingers. Elise’s eyes never left hers, her own orgasm mirroring Lisa’s intensity. They lay there, panting and gasping for air, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs.
  703. Lisa wanted to please Elise, starting with her breasts.
  704. Elise’s body was a symphony of sensual curves, her breasts the crescendo that Lisa couldn’t wait to explore. Her hands were gentle as they cupped Elise’s tits, feeling the weight of them in her palms. Elise’s nipples were small and pert, the perfect size for Lisa to roll between her thumbs and forefingers. She watched as the brunette’s chest flushed with arousal, her breath coming in short gasps as Lisa teased her.
  705. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the lamp on the nightstand, casting shadows that played over their sweat-slicked skin. Lisa’s own breasts were a stark contrast—small and perky, with light pink areolae that begged to be sucked and nibbled on. She arched her back, pushing her chest towards Elise, her own desire growing with every touch.
  706. Elise took the hint, her mouth moving from Lisa’s neck to her chest. She took one of the small, pert breasts into her mouth, sucking and teasing the nipple until it was a tight, hard peak. Lisa moaned, her back arching even more, her body responding to the delicious sensation.
  707. Elise’s hand slid down to her own pussy, her fingers slipping through her folds. She was already wet, her juices mixing with the remnants of Dan’s cum that still coated her from their earlier encounter. The taste of him was faint, but it was there—a salty, musky reminder of what they had done.
  708. Lisa’s eyes widened as she realized what was happening. She looked down at Elise, who was lost in the moment, her eyes closed in ecstasy. She watched as her friend’s tongue swirled around her nipple, tasting the evidence of their shared experience. It was strange, but also incredibly erotic.
  709. Her own hand slid down to her pussy, her fingers slipping into her own wetness. She could feel Elise’s hand moving faster, her own arousal building again. She knew she couldn’t hold back much longer. She had to taste her too.
  710. Without a word, she slid down the bed, her mouth finding Elise’s pussy. She licked and kissed the brunette’s thighs, savoring the taste of her own juices on her skin. Then, she took a deep breath and slid her tongue into Elise’s waiting wetness.
  711. The taste of Dan’s cum hit her first—salty and thick, coating Elise’s inner walls. She felt a thrill of excitement, her own arousal spiking. She licked and sucked, savoring the flavor of their shared pleasure. Elise’s thighs trembled, her body responding to the new sensation.
  712. Lisa’s tongue danced around her clit, her own orgasm building again. She could feel Elise’s muscles tightening around her, could taste the sweetness of her arousal as it grew. She knew she was close, and she didn’t want to stop.
  713. Elise’s hand found her own clit, her hips moving in time with Lisa’s mouth. They were a tangle of limbs and desire, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
  714. And then, suddenly, Elise’s body went rigid. Her pussy clenched around Lisa’s tongue as she came, her juices mixing with the last traces of Dan’s cum. Lisa moaned, the vibrations of Elise’s climax echoing through her own body, pushing her over the edge.
  715. Her own orgasm washed over her, a wave of pleasure that left her gasping for breath. She pulled back, her mouth and chin wet, and looked up at her friend. Elise’s eyes were glazed with pleasure, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
  716. They shared a moment, a silent understanding that passed between them. They had just experienced something profound, something that went beyond friendship and into the realm of pure, unbridled lust.
  717. They were so lost in their passion they forgot Dan was watching. All the sudden they heard him grunting and looked over to see him ejaculating high in the air, his cum landing on the floor. Elara looked shocked but also intrigued by his display.
  718. Dan sat there, panting, his cock still in his hand, watching as Elara licked her lips, her gaze never leaving the spot on the floor where his semen had landed. "Would you like to taste it?"
  719. Elara's eyes flickered to his, and for a moment, Lisa could see the doubt in them. But then she nodded, a hint of excitement in her eyes. She slithered off the bed, her naked body moving with a grace that made Lisa's heart skip a beat.
  720. Lisa watched as Elara knelt on the floor, her tongue darting out to taste the warm, sticky liquid. She looked up at Dan, her eyes full of challenge. "Does watching us turn you on?"
  721. Dan nodded, unable to find the words. The sight of these two beautiful women, one he had just fucked and the other he had just directed in a sexual act, was almost too much to handle. His cock was still hard, his hand still wrapped around it, as he watched Elara lick the last drops from the floor.
  722. The room was thick with the scent of sex—sweat and desire mingling in the air. Lisa’s chest heaved, her small breasts still flushed from Elise’s attentions. Elara’s raven hair was a wild mess around her face, her body still flushed from her own orgasm.
  723. They lay there, panting, for a moment that felt like an eternity. Then, Elara spoke, her voice a soft whisper in the quiet aftermath. “That was... intense,” she said, her eyes never leaving Lisa’s. “What do you think, Dan?”
  724. Dan cleared his throat, his voice a little hoarse. “It was... definitely something new,” he managed to say, his eyes still glued to the spot where his cum had just painted the floor.
  725. Lisa couldn’t help but chuckle, the tension in the room easing slightly. “Yeah, it was definitely an experience,” she agreed.
  726. They all took a moment to compose themselves, wiping the sweat from their brows and straightening their clothes. Then, as if by some unspoken agreement, they all turned to face the mirror. Dan’s eyes met hers, and she knew what he was thinking.
  727. “So, what’s next?” he asked, his voice low and gruff with unspoken desire.
  728. Lisa’s mind raced, her thoughts swirling with a hundred different scenarios. She knew they were playing with fire, dancing closer and closer to the line they had drawn in the sand. But she couldn’t help herself. The thrill of it was just too much.
  729. “I’ve been thinking,” she began, her voice a sultry purr. “What about some evening in the living room you direct a masturbation session for me. We never touch as per our rules, but you tell me what to do for a long edging session and I’ll comply, as long as eventually you let me cum.”
  730. Dan’s eyes lit up, the challenge evident in his smile. “You’re on,” he said, his voice filled with excitement.
  731. The evening of the masturbation marathon arrived, and Lisa lay on the couch, her body already humming with anticipation. She had chosen to wear a skimpy outfit—a tight, low-cut top that barely contained her breasts and a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass. She knew Dan would be watching her every move, and the thought of it made her pussy throb with need.
  732. He sat in his chair, his cock already semi-hard at the sight of her. He had a clear view of the living room through the one-way mirror, his smart watch at the ready to send her instructions.
  733. The first message vibrated against her wrist. “Start by touching your breasts, lightly. Tease your nipples until they’re hard, but don’t touch your pussy yet.”
  734. Lisa began to rub her breasts, her fingers tracing the outline of her areolae. She pinched her nipples, rolling them between her thumbs and forefingers until they stood at attention, sensitive and begging for more. Her breathing grew ragged, her eyes glazed with lust.
  735. The second message was more specific. “Now, slide your hand down your stomach, but don’t go any lower than your belly button. Make circles with your fingers, but no touching below the waist.”
  736. Her hand obeyed, the slow, torturous journey down her torso driving her wild. She could feel the wetness seep through her shorts, the fabric clinging to her skin. She wanted to touch herself, to give in to the need that was building, but she knew better.
  737. The messages kept coming, each one more detailed than the last. “Spread your legs a little wider, let me see your pussy through your shorts. But don’t touch it—not yet. Imagine my cock sliding in and out of you, filling you up, but you can’t have it. Not yet.”
  738. Lisa’s legs fell open, the fabric of her shorts stretching taut across her mound. She could feel the heat of her arousal, the fabric growing wetter with each passing second. Her clit was a live wire, pulsing with every heartbeat.
  739. “Now, slip your hand into your shorts, but only to play with the outside. No penetration. Make yourself wet for me. Show me how much you want it without letting yourself go over the edge.”
  740. Her hand slid down, her fingertips grazing the outside of her pussy. She could feel the slickness of her juices, the delicate folds of her labia. She rubbed in slow, circular motions, her eyes locked on the mirror, watching for any sign of Dan’s approval.
  741. The vibrations grew more insistent, the messages more demanding. “Take off your shirt, let me see your tits. Play with your nipples harder, pinch them until you’re almost in pain. But don’t let yourself come yet—I want to see you beg for it.”
  742. With trembling hands, she unbuttoned her top, sliding it off her shoulders. Her breasts spilled out, the nipples already hard and pebbled. She pinched and tugged at them, the pleasure-pain making her hips rock against the couch.
  743. “Take off your shorts, but keep your panties on. Spread your legs wide and play with yourself, but only the outside. Show me how much you want it, how much you need it, but don’t give in to the pleasure—not yet. Make yourself beg for it.”
  744. Lisa’s shorts hit the floor, leaving her in just her damp panties. She slid her fingers along the outside, her clit swollen and demanding. She moaned, her body a live wire of desire.
  745. “Take off your panties, but keep your legs spread. Touch yourself with just the tips of your fingers. Make yourself so wet that it drips down your thighs, but don’t let yourself cum. Not yet.”
  746. Her panties followed her shorts, leaving her naked and exposed. She slid her fingers along her slit, feeling the wetness pool around her fingertips. She could feel the beginnings of an orgasm building, but she held back, her eyes never leaving the mirror.
  747. “Now, take your vibrator out, but don’t turn it on yet. Touch yourself with it, but don’t let it go inside. Make yourself wet with your own juices. Show me how much you want to be filled up, but you can’t have it yet.”
  748. The vibration of the message sent a jolt straight to Lisa’s core, making her pussy throb. She reached for her favorite vibrator, a sleek, black toy that was almost as big as Dan’s cock. She turned it on, the low hum filling the room, and slid it along the outside of her pussy, the coolness of it sending shivers down her spine.
  749. “Good, now turn it off. I want you to do this manually. Use your fingers, but just the first two. Imagine they’re my cock, teasing you, sliding along your slit without entering. But remember, no matter how much you want it, you can’t let yourself cum—not until I say so.”
  750. Lisa’s eyes fluttered closed, her breathing shallow as she slid her fingers through her wetness, her imagination running wild. She could almost feel Dan’s cock sliding against her, his hands guiding hers to her pussy. She moved her fingers in a slow, teasing rhythm, her clit begging for attention.
  751. “Now, edge yourself. Get as close as you can, but don’t come. I want you on the brink, begging for release. When you think you can’t take it anymore, stop and text me. I’ll tell you if you can keep going or if it’s time to let go.”
  752. Her fingers moved faster, the pressure building. She could feel her pussy tighten around them, her muscles straining for relief. She moaned, her eyes squeezed shut, the pleasure almost unbearable. But she didn’t stop, not yet.
  753. For what felt like hours, she played with herself, following Dan’s commands. Each time she was on the brink, she’d pause, waiting for his permission to continue. Her body was a taut bowstring, ready to snap at any moment.
  754. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Her hand trembled as she texted him, “I can’t hold it anymore, please tell me I can cum!”
  755. The response was almost instant. “Not yet, sweetheart. I want to see how much you can take. Put the vibrator back on your clit, but keep it on the lowest setting. Let the anticipation drive you wild—but remember, no orgasm without my permission.”
  756. The vibrator hummed to life, the gentle buzz sending shockwaves through her body. She bit her lip, her eyes watering with the effort of holding back. Her hand hovered over the button, the urge to crank it up to full power almost too much to resist.
  757. Dan’s voice was in her ear, whispering sweet nothings that only made her want to come more. “You’re doing so good, baby. Just a little longer. You can do it. I’m so proud of you.”
  758. The vibrations grew stronger, the pressure in her pussy unbearable. Her body was a live wire, every nerve ending screaming for release. She could feel the beginnings of an earth-shattering orgasm, just out of reach.
  759. “Dan, please!” she begged, her voice hoarse with need.
  760. The response came, a simple, “Not yet.”
  761. Lisa’s hips bucked, her muscles clenched around her own fingers. She was so close, so very close. The vibrator danced across her clit, the sensation exquisite torture.
  762. And then, the final message. “Now, turn it off and come for me. Show me what you’ve been holding back. Make it beautiful, like you do every time you come for me through the mirror.”
  763. The vibrator fell silent, and with a cry, Lisa let go. Her body convulsed, her pussy spasming around her fingers as the most intense orgasm of her life washed over her. She could see Dan’s face in the mirror, his eyes glued to her, his own hand working his cock as he watched her come apart.
  764. Her climax went on and on, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her. She could feel her juices spray across the couch, her body shaking with the force of it. When it finally subsided, she lay there, panting and trembling.
  765. “Good girl,” Dan’s voice was thick with lust as he watched Lisa’s body quiver with the aftershocks of her climax. He could see the slickness of her arousal glistening on her inner thighs, and the way her chest heaved was driving him wild.
  766. Lisa lay there, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She knew she had put on a good show for him, had followed his every command. But she also knew that he needed his own release now. He asked, “how would you like to see me do it?”
  767. Dan’s eyes were on her, his cock still in hand, thick and red with arousal. Lisa’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, knowing that she was about to watch her cousin pleasure himself in front of her.
  768. “I want you to sit in the chair, legs spread wide. Tell me what you’re going to do to yourself, but don’t start until I say so.”
  769. Dan’s voice was a low rumble, his eyes glued to Lisa’s body as she lay sprawled on the couch, her legs spread wantonly before him. She licked her lips, her heart racing with excitement. This was it—the moment she had been waiting for all week.
  770. He stood, his cock bobbing before him, and walked over to the chair, sitting down with his legs spread wide. His hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, and he began to stroke, his eyes locked on hers.
  771. “I’m going to start by playing with my balls,” he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. “Imagine them in your mouth, sucking them gently while you tease the tip of my cock with your tongue. I want you to imagine how it feels, the way your mouth would feel on me right now.”
  772. Lisa’s cheeks flushed, her own hand drifting to her pussy. She watched as he rolled his balls in his palm, the muscles in his forearm flexing with each stroke. She could almost feel his cock in her mouth, the taste of him on her tongue.
  773. “Now, I’m going to move my hand up, stroking my shaft from root to tip. Think about your hand on me, baby. Think about how good it would feel to grip me tight, to feel me pulse in your hand as you make me come closer and closer to the edge.”
  774. Her own hand mimicked his movements, her fingers slipping into her wet folds as she watched. She was so lost in the fantasy that she barely registered the moan that slipped from her lips.
  775. “I’m going to use my other hand to play with my nipples, pinching and rolling them just like you do when you’re really into it. Imagine that it’s you, making me feel like this. Pretend your mouth is there, sucking and biting as I get closer to the edge.”
  776. Lisa’s breath hitched, her hand moving faster on her clit as she watched. She could see his chest rising and falling, his abs tensing with each breath. She wanted to reach out, to touch him, but she knew she couldn’t.
  777. “I’m going to start to speed up now, baby. Watch me, watch how much I want to come for you. Think about how good it would feel to have me fill your mouth with my cum, to feel me shooting my load down your throat. But don’t touch yourself yet—not until I tell you to.”
  778. Dan’s strokes grew faster, his hips rising slightly with each pass of his hand. The veins in his cock stood out, the head glistening with pre-cum. Lisa’s own orgasm was building again, her body responding to the sight of him.
  779. “Almost there, baby. So close. Now, I want you to play with your tits, just like I told you to. Make yourself feel good—but don’t let yourself come yet. Not until you watch me do it first.”
  780. Lisa’s hand slid up her body, cupping her breasts. She pinched her nipples, rolling them between her thumb and forefinger as she watched Dan. His hand was a blur, his face a mask of concentration.
  781. “Now, baby, I’m going to come. Watch me, watch how much I want to fill your pussy up with my cum. But remember, no touching until I give you the okay.”
  782. With a roar, Dan’s hips bucked, his cock spurting hot, white ropes of cum across the floor. Lisa’s eyes were glued to him, watching his body convulse with pleasure.
  783. “Good, now it’s your turn,” he managed to get out, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Make yourself come for me, baby. Show me how much you enjoyed watching me.”
  784. Lisa’s hand flew to her pussy, her fingers sliding inside her easily. She watched as he sat back, his cock still semi-hard, his eyes never leaving hers. She knew he was watching her, knew he was thinking about her body, about what she was doing.
  785. Her orgasm washed over her, a tidal wave of pleasure that made her toes curl. She could feel her pussy contract around her fingers, her body arching off the couch.
  786. And as she came, she watched Dan’s cock twitch, his own desire for her clear in the way he watched her.
  787. The room was silent, their panting the only sound that filled the space. They both knew they had crossed a line, but the thrill of it was too much to ignore. They had found a new level to their game, a new way to satisfy their desires without breaking their rule.
  788. The next day at Breakfast, Dan said he’s been giving thought to a new idea he was interested in trying but it would require quite the extensive involvement of Lisa. He wanted her to be a dominatrix, fully dressed up. She could punish and torture him sexually, but never touching him with her body, just with tools and such. He described his idea to her that would allow them to explore this without breaking their rules.
  789. Lisa’s eyes widened in surprise, but a hint of excitement flashed across her face. She had always been intrigued by the idea of power dynamics in the bedroom, but she never thought Dan would be into something like that. But she knew she had to keep it professional, after all, they were just playing a game.
  790. “I’d be happy to help you with that, Dan,” she said, her voice calm and measured. “But remember, this is just for fun, okay?”
  791. Dan nodded, his cheeks reddening slightly. “I know, I know. I just want to try something different, that’s all.”
  792. Lisa couldn’t help but feel a thrill run through her. The thought of watching Dan, usually so confident and in control, at her mercy was intoxicating. She began to plan the scene in her head, the outfit she would wear, the toys she would use.
  793. The night of the dominatrix experience, Lisa emerged from her bedroom dressed in a tight, black leather corset that pushed her breasts up and cinched her waist. She wore a matching thong and thigh-high boots that made her legs look like they went on forever. In her hand, she carried a riding crop.
  794. Dan’s eyes went wide as he took in the sight of her. He had never seen her like this before, and the raw sexuality of it was almost too much to handle. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself as he laid down on the bed, his hands bound to the headboard with silk scarves.
  795. “Now, my dear cousin,” Lisa began, her voice low and sultry. “You will do exactly as I say. Do you understand?”
  796. Dan nodded, his throat dry. “Yes, Lisa. I understand.”
  797. The first tool she used was a feather, tracing it along his chest and stomach, watching his muscles twitch with every touch. Then she moved to a small vibrator, running it along his cock without letting it make contact with his skin. He groaned, his body straining against the bonds.
  798. Next, she brought out a pair of nipple clamps, attaching them to his sensitive buds with a wicked smile. Dan gritted his teeth, his body jerking as the metal bit into his flesh.
  799. The scene unfolded with a slow, torturous grace. Lisa’s hand never touched Dan’s skin, but she controlled his every sensation. She used the crop to tickle his inner thighs, making him squirm with desire. She whispered commands in his ear, her breath hot against his neck, her voice a siren’s call that he couldn’t resist.
  800. “Now, Dan, I want you to tell me what you want me to do to you,” she said, her voice a purr. “But remember, you can’t come until I say so.”
  801. Dan’s voice was strained, his body on the brink of release. “Please, Lisa, I want you to touch me, to make me come so badly.”
  802. Lisa leaned in close, her breasts brushing against his chest. “You know the rules, Dan. No touching—but I can make you feel so good without my hands. Tell me what you want, and I’ll see if I can make it happen.”
  803. He moaned, his hips bucking up. “I want you to use the vibrator on my balls, to make me beg for it.”
  804. Lisa’s smile grew wicked. “Very well, my dear. But remember, you mustn’t come unless I give you permission.”
  805. She took the vibrator and slid it along the sensitive skin of his inner thighs, moving closer and closer to his balls. The vibrations were almost unbearable, the anticipation killing him.
  806. Finally, she reached his balls, the vibrator teasing and tickling them, driving him wild. Dan’s body was a canvas of pleasure and pain, his skin flushed red from the bites and slaps, his cock standing tall and proud despite the agony of denied release. Lisa took her time, savoring every moment of his torment. She knew he was begging for more, for her to finally allow him the sweet relief of climax.
  807. “Please, Lisa, please,” he panted, his voice a desperate plea. “I can’t take it anymore. Make me come, make it stop!”
  808. But she was relentless, her own arousal building as she watched him squirm. She knew the power she held over him in this moment, the thrill of pushing him to his limits. And she liked it.
  809. With the crop, she delivered a sharp smack to his inner thigh, making him yelp. She could see the pre-cum beading at the tip of his cock, a testament to his suffering. She continued to torment him, the crop landing in precise, painful strokes across his balls and thighs.
  810. “Say it, Dan. Tell me you want to cum for me. Tell me you’re begging for it.”
  811. “I’m begging, Lisa. I need to cum. Make me cum, please!”
  812. The room was thick with tension, their breaths heavy with desire. Lisa could feel her own pussy, wet and aching, as she watched Dan’s body writhe in pleasure-pain. She knew he was close, so close to breaking. But she wasn’t ready to let him go just yet.
  813. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the vibrator buzzing against his prostate. He jolted, his back arching off the bed.
  814. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
  815. He was on the edge, teetering between pain and ecstasy. She could see the struggle in his eyes, the need to come warring with the fear of breaking their rule.
  816. “You need a spanking Dan. A hard one!”
  817. Lisa’s words sent a jolt through his body, making his cock throb even more in his bondage. She had been playing with him for hours, her dominatrix persona in full swing, her voice a seductive blend of power and control.
  818. Dan’s body was a canvas of red marks, a testament to her unyielding hand with the riding crop. He could feel the sting of each stroke, the burn of the leather leaving its imprint on his flesh. Yet, he never said the safe word, never begged for release from his own pleasure-pain.
  819. Lisa’s leather-clad body moved with the grace of a panther, her long tanned legs striding around the room as she searched for new ways to make him beg. She was in her element, her eyes gleaming with a sadistic delight that was both terrifying and exhilarating.
  820. The crop came down again, this time across the sensitive flesh of his ass, leaving a fiery trail in its wake. He gritted his teeth, the sting making his cock throb in his confinement.
  821. “Again,” he panted, his voice strained with need.
  822. Lisa chuckled, the sound echoing through the room. She knew he was close, could feel the tension in his body. But she wasn’t ready to let him come just yet. She wanted him to beg, to plead for his orgasm.
  823. She moved the crop down his body, the leather brushing against his inner thighs, his balls tightening in anticipation. He could feel the heat of her breath on his neck as she leaned in close, whispering in his ear.
  824. “Do you want more?” she asked, her voice a silky promise of pain and pleasure.
  825. Dan’s response was a strangled moan, his body begging for the release she withheld. She knew he was on the edge, knew he was desperate for it. But she was enjoying herself too much to let him go just yet.
  826. With a wicked smile, she began to pepper his thighs with sharp stings of the crop, moving closer and closer to his cock with each strike. He was writhing on the bed, his body a symphony of pleasure and pain. The smell of leather and arousal filled the room, a heady scent that only added to the intensity of the moment.
  827. “Lisa, please, I can’t take it anymore!” he begged, his voice hoarse with need.
  828. But she was relentless. The crop continued its dance, her eyes never leaving his as she watched his reactions. She knew she was pushing him to his limits, but she was also acutely aware of his desire. It was a delicate balance, one she reveled in.
  829. “Tell me what you want, Dan. Tell me what you need from me,” she demanded, her voice a whip crack in the stillness of the room.
  830. “I need to come, Lisa. I need it so badly, please, let me come!”
  831. The words were music to her ears, the sweet sound of submission. She could feel her own arousal building, her clit pulsing with the need to be touched. But she knew she had to keep it professional, had to maintain the illusion of their game. So, she took a deep breath and delivered another stinging blow, watching his body jerk and his cock throb.
  832. For hours, she drew it out, her riding crop painting a crimson tapestry across his flesh. She watched the way his muscles tensed and relaxed, the way his breathing grew ragged with each strike. His skin was a canvas of red and white, a map of her dominance over him.
  833. The room was a cocoon of desire, the air thick with the scent of leather and arousal. Lisa’s heart raced as she watched him, her own body begging for release. But she knew she couldn’t give in, not yet.
  834. With each stroke, Dan’s moans grew louder, his body arching up off the bed. She knew he was close, so close to breaking. But she wasn’t done with him yet. She wanted to hear him beg, to know that he was fully and completely under her control.
  835. The crop hovered over Dan's throbbing cock, the anticipation of the next strike making his breath catch in his throat. Lisa's eyes glinted with excitement as she watched his reaction, the power in her grasp thrilling her more than any conquest she had ever known.
  836. "First,"
  837. she purred, "you need to watch me come."
  838. With that, she straddled him, her leather-clad body sliding over his bound form. She reached between her legs, her hand disappearing into her thong as she began to masturbate over his stomach. The sight of her, so powerful and in charge, sent a jolt through him. He could feel the warmth of her pussy, the dampness of her arousal against his skin.
  839. Her movements grew more frantic, her breath coming in gasps as she watched him in the mirror. He could see the need in her eyes, the desire to push him further, to make him beg.
  840. "Look at me, Dan,"
  841. she ordered, her voice strained. "Look at me come."
  842. He watched, unable to tear his eyes away, as she brought herself closer to the brink. Her hand moved faster, her hips rocking in time with her strokes. And then she was there, her body stiffening as she climaxed. The sight of her, lost in her own pleasure, was almost too much to bear.
  843. As the last tremors of her orgasm passed, she leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "Now, it's your turn."
  844. The crop came down, landing squarely on his balls with a sharp smack that made him yelp. He could feel the pain spreading through his groin, a delicious agony that made him want to come even more. But she wasn't done. She slapped him again, and again, the stinging pain mixing with the pleasure of his own arousal.
  845. "You're going to come for me, Dan. You're going to beg for it."
  846. Her voice was a whip crack, demanding and unyielding. He could feel his own climax building, his body tightening with each strike.
  847. "Please, Lisa, please, let me come,"
  848. he groaned.
  849. "Not yet,"
  850. she chuckled, her eyes gleaming. "Not until I say so."
  851. Lisa reached into the bag of toys she had brought out, pulling out a small, metallic device. She switched it on, the low hum of the vibrator filling the room.
  852. Without warning, she pressed it against his cock, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His hips bucked up, trying to get away from the intense sensation.
  853. "No, no, not yet,"
  854. she cooed, moving it away.
  855. She placed it back down, this time against the sensitive skin of his perineum, the vibrations resonating through his balls. Dan's body tensed, his eyes rolling back in his head.
  856. "Beg for it, baby,"
  857. she whispered. "Beg for your orgasm."
  858. He could feel the pressure building, his body screaming for release. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the tide of pleasure.
  859. "Please, Lisa, I need to come,"
  860. he whimpered.
  861. The vibrator moved again, this time closer to his cock. He could feel the vibrations in his bones, the pressure building until it was unbearable.
  862. "Do it,"
  863. he managed to get out. "Make me come."
  864. With a final, sharp smack to his balls, she placed the vibrator against the base of his shaft and cranked it to full power. His body spasmed, the pleasure too intense to resist. He came hard, his cock spurting cum across the bed, his body shaking with the force of his release.
  865. Lisa watched him, her own arousal peaking. She had never seen him like this before, never had such power over him. The sight of his climax was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, a testament to the trust they shared in this strange, intimate dance of their desires.
  866. As his body slowly stilled, she leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Good boy," she murmured, the vibrator still in her hand. "Now, let's see if we can make it even better next time."
  867. The game had evolved once again, pushing the boundaries of their unique, voyeuristic bond. After the intense session with the riding crop, Lisa and Dan lay there, panting and spent. Their eyes met in the mirror, the unspoken understanding that their relationship had entered a new, darker realm of desire and power play.
  868. "Thank you,"
  869. Dan murmured, his voice still shaky from the intense experience. "That was... incredible."
  870. Lisa's smile was smug, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, her hand idly playing with the crop. "But remember, this doesn't change our rule."
  871. He nodded, his body still tingling from the pain-laced pleasure she had given him. "I know. It's just... watching you like that, so in control, it was... it was hot."
  872. They lay there, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths mingling in the stillness of the room. It was a moment of pure intimacy without any actual touch, a shared secret that bound them closer than ever before.
  873. The days turned into weeks, and the cousins continued to explore their boundaries, selecting partners and watching each other through the one-way mirrors they had installed. Each encounter was more thrilling than the last, a never-ending buffet of sensual delights that neither of them could get enough of.
  874. Lisa's mind was racing with ideas, her imagination running wild with new scenarios for them to try. She had always enjoyed watching Dan with other women, his strong body moving with grace and power as he brought them to orgasm. But now she craved the thrill of being in the same room, of being a part of his pleasure without breaking their sacred rule.
  875. One evening, as they lay on their separate beds, the silence of the apartment wrapping around them like a warm blanket, Lisa spoke up. "Dan, I have an idea."
  876. "What is it?"
  877. he asked, his curiosity piqued.
  878. "I want to watch you with someone,"
  879. she said, her voice low and sultry. "But I want to be right there, in the room with you."
  880. Dan's heart skipped a beat at her words. He had never considered this before, but the thought of her being so close, yet still untouchable, was incredibly arousing. "Who did you have in mind?"
  881. "Someone who's down for a good time, obviously,"
  882. she said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "But also someone who won't get too attached. We don't need any complications."
  883. They discussed it at length, finally deciding on a mutual friend, Stacy, who was known for her openness and adventurous spirit. They approached her with the idea, explaining the rules of their game. To their surprise, she was more than willing to participate, intrigued by the thrill of being watched by both of them.
  884. The night of the encounter, they set the scene in Dan's room. Dim lights, soft music, and the mirrors reflecting every angle of the room. Stacy was a vision, her body a playground of curves and softness that made Dan's cock throb in anticipation.
  885. Lisa positioned herself in a chair in the corner, her heart racing as she watched Stacy straddle her cousin. She had picked out a blindfold for Stacy, ensuring that she wouldn't know Lisa was in the room. The thrill of being so close, yet so far, was a potent aphrodisiac.
  886. As Dan began to kiss Stacy's neck, Lisa felt her own pussy clench. She watched, transfixed, as he unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her full breasts. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the raw need to claim Stacy's body.
  887. And as he did, she found herself imagining it was her own body he was worshipping. Her hand slipped between her legs, her fingers finding her clit, already swollen with arousal. She stroked herself lightly, the scene before her a living, breathing fantasy that she was a part of.
  888. The three of them moved together, a dance of desire and restraint. Stacy's moans filled the room, her body writhing under Dan's expert touch. Lisa watched every move, her own pleasure building with each stroke of her hand.
  889. When Stacy finally came, her body arching and trembling with the force of her orgasm, Lisa felt a strange mix of emotions. Jealousy, excitement, and a deep yearning that she had never felt before. She watched as Dan's hand moved faster, his own arousal clear in the tension of his body.
  890. And then suddenly, she was there with them, her hand no longer her own. She was touching Stacy's breasts, feeling the softness of her skin, the hardness of her nipples. Stacy gasped, her eyes flying open, and for a moment, they locked onto Lisa's in the mirror.
  891. But the blindfold kept her from knowing the truth, and Lisa's hand was quick to retreat, leaving the illusion intact.
  892. The night ended with Stacy leaving, a satisfied smile on her face, unaware of the silent spectator who had shared in her pleasure. Dan and Lisa lay in their beds, the distance between them seemingly smaller than ever.
  893. Their hearts raced, their bodies still humming with the aftershocks of their shared experience. They talked in hushed whispers, their conversation a tapestry of desire and unspoken confessions.
  894. "That was... intense,"
  895. Dan murmured, his voice thick with lust.
  896. "It was,"
  897. Lisa agreed, her own voice shaky. "But we can't let it go any further than this."
  898. "I know,"
  899. he said, his eyes on her in the mirror. "But sometimes... I just want to touch you."
  900. Lisa felt her breath hitch at his words. "Me too," she admitted. "But we can't. We have to keep our promise."
  901. And so, they lay there, their bodies craving contact, their hearts aching with a longing that was as potent as it was forbidden. They talked into the early hours of the morning, sharing their darkest desires and most intimate secrets, all the while keeping their hands to themselves.
  902. Their game grew more complex, more intricate with each passing week. They watched each other with new partners, their own bodies a silent symphony of need as they brought others to climax. They whispered suggestions, guiding each other's experiences, yet never once breaking the sacred rule of no physical contact.
  903. It was a dance of temptation, a balancing act on the tightrope of desire. And as the semester progressed, the tension grew. They were both walking a fine line, one that threatened to snap at any moment.
  904. One evening, after a particularly steamy encounter with a young, fit gymnast named Alex, Lisa found herself unable to sleep. She slipped out of bed, her body thrumming with energy, and padded over to the mirror that separated their rooms.
  905. She watched Dan, his chest rising and falling with each breath, his eyes closed in the darkness. She knew he was awake, could feel his eyes on her even though she couldn't see them.
  906. "Dan,"
  907. she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I need to talk to you."
  908. He sat up, the sheets pooling around his waist. "What's up?"
  909. She said “I don’t think i can do this anymore. I do these things with other people, but really, Inside it’s torture because I just want to be with you.”
  910. Dan replied, “But we are cousins Lisa.”
  911. She returned quickly, “I know. But that doesn’t change how I feel.”
  912. “I kind of feel the same Lisa. What should we do about it?” He asked.
  913. Her heart raced as she took a deep breath. "Let’s just try it once. We’ve been doing this whole watching thing, but we’ve never actually touched each other. Maybe if we do it just once, we can get it out of our systems and move on. Like a... like a science experiment."
  914. Dan thought about it long and hard and finally replied, “That could work. But I feel like looking at you during sex would be hard. What if we pretend to go on a first date with each other. We call each other different names so we don’t get attached, and then when it comes time to get intimate, we each put on a mask. Would you be open to that?”
  915. Lisa considered his proposal, the excitement growing in her chest. It was a way to explore the passion that had been simmering between them without breaking their rule. "Okay, let's do it," she said with a shaky smile. "But we have to be very careful not to let it go beyond one time"
  916. The days leading up to their "first date" were a whirlwind of anticipation and nerves. They discussed the details like a pair of conspirators, choosing their "date" names—Lisa would be "Luna" and Dan would be "Dominic." They agreed to dress in outfits that would make the other's heart race—Lisa picked out a tight red dress that accentuated her curves, while Dan went with a crisp white shirt and black slacks that highlighted his athletic build.
  917. The night of the encounter, they met in the living room as if for the first time. The tension was thick enough to slice with a knife, their eyes locked on each other's bodies, hidden desires laid bare.
  918. "Hi, I'm Luna,"
  919. she said with a coy smile.
  920. "Dominic,"
  921. he replied, his voice deep and smooth. "You look... incredible."
  922. They went through the motions of a typical date—dinner at a fancy restaurant, a walk in the park, a movie—all while keeping their true identities a secret. They flirted and teased, each touch and glance charged with the electricity of their unspoken connection.
  923. When they returned to the apartment, Lisa led him to her room, the walls lined with candles and the scent of jasmine in the air. They both knew what was coming, the anticipation making their hearts pound in their chests.
  924. They put on their masks, the fabric cool against their heated skin. The anonymity was thrilling, a heady rush of excitement that only heightened their desire.
  925. Their first kiss was electric.
  926. With the masks in place, Dan and Lisa, or "Dominic" and "Luna," as they had dubbed themselves for the night, were free to explore their desires without the constraints of their familial bond. The kiss was slow, tentative at first, as if they were both testing the waters of a vast, uncharted sea of passion.
  927. But once they had dipped their toes in, there was no going back. Their tongues danced together, a passionate tango that spoke of the months of pent-up lust that had been simmering just beneath the surface. Even though Dan had seen her naked many times, this was his first real experience with her nudity. Dominic started undressing Luna by sliding a shoulder strap off her dress. Then he kissed her neck and gently pulled the fabric away from her body. He whispered sweet nothings about how her skin felt like silk, how her breasts looked like two perfectly ripe peaches begging to be tasted.
  928. As the dress fell to the floor, he stepped back to admire her. Luna felt self-conscious under his gaze, but his words were like a warm embrace, making her feel beautiful and desired. She had always known he found her attractive, but to hear him say it aloud was intoxicating.
  929. Dominic’s hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and dip with a reverence that was almost worshipful. He took his time, savoring the moment, his voice a constant stream of praise and admiration.
  930. He reached behind her, his thumbs brushing against the smooth skin of her back as he unclasped her bra. The fabric fell away, revealing her breasts to his hungry gaze. Luna’s breath hitched in anticipation as she felt his eyes devour her, the heat of his stare making her nipples tighten into hard, sensitive buds.
  931. Her breasts were a testament to the gods of desire—small and perky, with areolas the color of a sunset, and nipples that stood at attention, begging for his touch. He cupped them gently, feeling their weight in his palms, his thumbs flicking over the sensitive tips.
  932. He took his time with her, his tongue tracing the path his eyes had followed, exploring the softness of her skin, the way her breasts felt against his rough jaw. He nibbled and kissed, his teeth grazing her sensitive flesh, eliciting gasps and moans that filled the room like a siren's song. Her hands tangled in his hair as he feasted on her, his mouth moving from one nipple to the other with a greed that was both thrilling and overwhelming.
  933. The world outside their apartment, the one filled with textbooks and deadlines, melted away, leaving only the two of them—Luna, the celestial beauty, and Dominic, the man whose every touch sent stars shooting through her body.
  934. The minutes stretched into an eternity as he paid homage to her breasts. He described allied each and every part of her breasts aloud as if they were sacred relics, “Luna, the softness of your skin, the way your nipples tighten under my touch, it’s like holding the universe in my mouth and feeling it pulse with every heartbeat of the cosmos.”
  935. “Your nipples, Luna, are like twin stars, guiding me through the night sky of your body," Dominic murmured, his voice a seductive rumble that sent shivers down her spine.
  936. “How I’ve watched you and now I get to touch your small breasts.” He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, watching them pebble beneath his ministrations. "They're like delicate little secrets that only I get to uncover." He circled her areole with the tip of his tongue, feeling her quiver against him.
  937. He described what it was like to finally touch them saying in detail, “The feeling of your skin here, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It’s softer than I imagined, softer than the softest pillow, and your nipples, Luna, they’re so sensitive, aren’t they? The way they respond to my every touch, it’s like they’re begging me to keep going, to explore further, to taste more of you."
  938. Tell me how it feels as I cup them fully.
  939. Luna leaned into him, her breathing shallow and ragged. The feeling of his warm, strong hands on her breasts was like nothing she had ever experienced, not even in her wildest fantasies. It was a sensation that seemed to resonate deep within her soul, setting her nerves alight with a pleasure that was almost painful in its intensity. She arched her back, offering herself up to him, her eyes closing behind the mask as she let out a moan of pure, unbridled need.
  940. "Dominic,"
  941. she whispered, her voice a hoarse caress. "It feels... it feels like you're setting me on fire. My breasts have never felt so alive. When you stuck them in your mouth, it was as if you were claiming me, branding me with your desire. Please Dominic. Worship my breasts more"
  942. Dominic, or Dan, chuckled lowly, the sound resonating through her body like a bass note played by a skilled musician. "As you wish," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. He took one of her nipples into his mouth again, suckling hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh, while his fingers played with the other, plucking and rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
  943. The sensation was exquisite, a symphony of pleasure that had her hips rocking against his, seeking relief for the ache that had blossomed in her core. She could feel the hardness of his arousal pressing into her belly, a thrilling reminder of the man behind the mask.
  944. He played with her nipples, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and she couldn't help but whimper. The pleasure was too intense, too much, and yet she didn’t want it to stop.
  945. He blew cold air on her wet, sensitive nipples, making her quiver even more. "I love how you respond to me, Luna," he murmured against her skin. "Your body is speaking a language that I understand fluently—the language of desire."
  946. With a gentle nudge, he turned her around, his eyes never leaving hers as he dropped to his knees. The masks still in place, the anonymity heightened the eroticism of the moment. He placed his hands on her hips, guiding her to stand before him, the fabric of her dress pooling around her ankles like a crimson waterfall.
  947. He kissed her stomach, the warmth of his mouth sending shockwaves through her core. His tongue traced the path of her belly button, down to the band of her panties. He spoke in hushed tones, "I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long. To worship every inch of you."
  948. He hooked his fingers into the band and dragged the lace thong down, his eyes never leaving hers. Her pussy was exposed to him, the scent of her arousal filling the room. He took a deep breath, his eyes darkening with lust. He reached around chopping her ass.
  949. "Your ass feels like heaven,"
  950. he said, his voice a low growl. "And I intend to explore every inch of it. I’ve dreamt about touching for so long.”
  951. With trembling hands, he spread her ass cheeks, exposing her tight, pink hole to the cool air of the room. He leaned in, his breath hot against her skin as he kissed and licked the crevice between her cheeks. Luna gasped, her legs wobbling slightly as she felt his tongue dart out, tracing the edge of her anus before moving back up to tease the sensitive spot just above.
  952. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and shock that had her knees buckling. "Oh, Dominic," she moaned, her voice thick with desire. "That feels... indescribable."
  953. Dominic looked up at her, his eyes smoldering with passion. "Your ass is like a treasure chest, Luna," he whispered, his voice muffled against her skin. "And I aim to unlock every secret it holds."
  954. He stood up, his erection straining against his pants. He stepped back, taking in the sight of her before him—her masked face flushed with arousal, her breasts heaving, her ass begging for his touch. "Bend over for me," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding. "Let me see all of you."
  955. Luna complied, placing her hands on the bed and arching her back, her ass presented to him like an offering. Dominic’s eyes were like twin flames, devouring every inch of her. He stepped forward, his hand reaching out to caress her cheeks before giving them a firm squeeze.
  956. "So perfect,"
  957. he murmured, his voice filled with wonder. "So round and firm. I could spend hours just worshipping this ass."
  958. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to the base of her spine before moving lower. His tongue followed the path of his fingers, tracing the crevice of her ass with slow, deliberate strokes. Luna's breath hitched, her body tensing with each pass of his mouth. It was as if he was mapping her body, memorizing every inch of her.
  959. As his tongue danced over her sensitive flesh, his fingers slid down to her pussy, parting her folds to find her clit. He circled it with his thumb, the pressure light at first, before increasing, making her moan and rock her hips back against him.
  960. The sensation was maddening, a delicious friction that had her panting and begging for more. "Dominic, please," she gasped. "I need you inside me."
  961. He chuckled darkly, his tongue still lapping at her ass. "Patience, my sweet Luna," he murmured. "I want to make sure you're ready for me."
  962. He described it great detail what it felt like to touch her ass, “It’s like touching the softest pillow, yet firm and shapely. It’s the perfect handful, Luna. Your ass is a masterpiece. It’s the perfect bubble butt. I’ve seen it in my dreams and now it’s here for me to explore. Look how it jiggles when I slap it. It’s like a fine piece of art, begging for my attention."
  963. “I’ve dreamt of the day I could lick you here. I’m going to take my time with this and I want you to be vocal telling me what you are feeling”
  964. The words sent a shiver down Luna’s spine, as she felt his hot breath on her skin. She had always had a bit of an ass fetish, and hearing Dominic speak so passionately about it had her pussy dripping.
  965. Dominic began by placing a series of soft, feathery kisses along her inner thighs, moving closer and closer to her wet folds. He was taking his sweet time, teasing her with every touch. His tongue was like a brushstroke of fire, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
  966. He reached her ass and paused, his tongue hovering over the tight pucker of her anus. He took a deep breath, savoring her scent. Then, without warning, he flicked his tongue out, the tip just grazing her sensitive skin. Luna gasped, her body jolting with surprise and pleasure.
  967. “It’s like tasting heaven, Luna,” he murmured against her skin. “Your ass is so delicious, I could spend hours just worshiping it.”
  968. He kissed her ass cheeks, moving from one to the other, before finally pressing his tongue against her tight hole. She whimpered, pushing back into him, urging him deeper. He took the hint, his tongue delving in and out, exploring the uncharted territory of her most private part.
  969. “Mm, you’re so tight, Luna. I can feel your body responding to me. It’s like you’re made just for me to pleasure,” he whispered, his breath hot and humid against her skin.
  970. Luna's moans grew louder, her body trembling with each stroke of his tongue. She had never felt anything so intense, so raw and intimate. The sensation was almost too much to bear.
  971. "Dominic,"
  972. she panted. "Your mouth... it feels so good."
  973. "And your ass,"
  974. he groaned, his voice muffled by her flesh. "It's like nothing I've ever tasted. So sweet, so perfect."
  975. He continued to lick and kiss her, his hands spreading her cheeks wider, giving him full access to her most intimate places. Luna felt like she was going to shatter, her orgasm building like a crescendo in a symphony of desire.
  976. He has never expected to give her an orgasm from a rim job so he was glad to try.
  977. The intensity of the moment grew, their breathing heavy and labored, their bodies moving in a rhythm as ancient as the stars above. His tongue delved deeper into her ass, the tight ring of muscle clenching around him, begging for more. He felt her body tense, her moans turning into whimpers of pure ecstasy as he hit all the right spots.
  978. "Dominic,"
  979. she gasped, her voice a desperate plea. "I'm going to come. Oh god, I'm going to come."
  980. He quickened his pace, his tongue flicking and teasing, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. And when she finally fell over, her body convulsing with the force of her climax, he felt a sense of pride swell within him. He had taken her to new heights, made her feel things she had never felt before.
  981. But the night was still young, and there were more boundaries to be crossed, more secrets to be revealed. He stood, his own arousal painfully obvious as he shed his clothes, his cock standing at attention. Luna watched, her eyes wide behind the mask, as he approached the bed, his body a sculpture of masculine beauty.
  982. "Your turn,"
  983. she murmured, her voice a siren's call.
  984. He lay down, his cock jutting upwards like a flag of triumph. Luna, or "Luna," for the night, couldn’t take her eyes off of it. She had seen him in various states of undress before, but this was different. This was a declaration of intent, a promise of what was to come.
  985. She explored every inch of him with curious, trembling hands, her touch like a gentle summer breeze that seemed to fan the flames of his desire. His chest was a landscape of muscles and scars, each one telling a story of battles won and lost on the football field. His abs rippled beneath her fingertips, a testament to the countless hours he had spent honing his body into a work of art.
  986. Her hand reached his cock, wrapping around it with a gentle firmness that made him groan. It was hot and hard, the veins standing out in stark relief against his tanned skin. She stroked him lightly at first, her touch tentative, as if she was afraid to break the spell that had been cast over them. But as he grew more aroused, her grip tightened, her strokes becoming more confident.
  987. "Your cock is... incredible,"
  988. she murmured, her voice a whispered confession. "I've always wondered what it would feel like in my hand."
  989. "And now you know,"
  990. he said, his voice strained. "Now you get to feel all of me."
  991. Dominic’s cock was a thing of beauty. Thick and long, with a slight upward curve that promised to hit all the right spots. Luna felt a thrill of excitement and a hint of nerves as she took it in her hand. It was the first time she had touched a cock with the intention of bringing pleasure to its owner, and she wanted to make it perfect.
  992. She stroked him slowly, her hand gliding up and down the shaft, feeling the velvety softness of his skin over the steel-hard length of him. His hips bucked slightly, a silent plea for more, and she obliged, her hand moving faster, her thumb swiping over the sensitive head with each stroke.
  993. He watched her through hooded eyes, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. The sight of her, kneeling before him, her masked face a picture of concentration as she touched him, was almost too much to bear. He reached out, his hand tangling in her hair, guiding her closer.
  994. Her eyes never left his as she leaned in, her warm breath ghosting over the sensitive skin of his shaft before her mouth closed around the head of his cock. The feeling was like nothing he had ever experienced—the combination of her soft, wet mouth and the coolness of the mask creating an intoxicating sensation that had him groaning.
  995. He felt her tongue, a slick muscle of pure pleasure, trace the veins of his cock before she took him deeper, her mouth enveloping him in a warm embrace. Her hands cupped his balls, her thumbs rolling gently over the sensitive flesh, sending jolts of pleasure up his spine.
  996. Luna took her time, savoring every inch of him. She had fantasized about this moment for so long, dreamt of tasting him, feeling his reaction to her touch. She kissed and licked the base of his shaft, her tongue tracing the path of his ballsack before taking one of his balls into her mouth.
  997. Dominic's hips jerked in response, a strangled sound escaping his lips. She sucked gently, rolling the testicle in her mouth, feeling it tighten and pulse beneath her tongue. He was so big, so powerful, and yet here he was, vulnerable and at her mercy.
  998. She switched to the other, giving it the same treatment, her mouth a wet, warm heaven that had him writhing in pleasure. His cock twitched against her cheek, and she knew he was close, his need for release growing with each passing second.
  999. But she wasn’t done exploring. She pulled back, her eyes shining with mischief as she looked up at him. "Luna," he groaned, his voice tight with lust. "Your mouth is... it's like nothing I've ever felt before."
  1000. With a knowing smile, she took him fully into her mouth again, her hand pumping his shaft in time with her bobbing head. She could feel his cock thickening, his arousal coating her tongue, and she reveled in the knowledge that she was the one bringing him so much pleasure.
  1001. Her other hand moved to cup his balls, her thumb sliding along the sensitive ridge that separated them, applying just the right amount of pressure. He gasped, his hips bucking upwards, and she knew she had found his sweet spot.
  1002. The room was filled with the sounds of their passion—his grunts of pleasure, her wet, sucking sounds, and the slap of skin against skin. It was a symphony that spoke of their unbridled lust, a language that needed no words to convey the depth of their desire.
  1003. As she worked him with her mouth, she couldn’t help but think of all the times they had been together, the times she had watched him from afar, longing to touch him like this. And now she was, and it was better than any fantasy she had ever conjured up.
  1004. Her tongue flicked and swirled around the head of his cock, tasting the precum that leaked from the tip. She moaned, the sound vibrating through him, driving him closer to the edge.
  1005. "Luna,"
  1006. he growled, his hand tightening in her hair. "I'm going to come. Are you ready for it?"
  1007. She didn’t let up. She had waited for this day long enough. She couldn’t wait to taste him, to feel him, to make him moan her name—or rather, her pseudonym for the night. Her hand moved down to cup his balls gently, rolling them in her palm. The feeling of his weight in her hand was surprisingly erotic, the softness and firmness of them making her stomach flutter with excitement.
  1008. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leaned back and let his cock slip from her mouth. He watched, his eyes dark with need, as she licked her lips, savoring the taste of him. "Dominic," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr. "I want to explore every inch of you."
  1009. Her fingers traced the path of his shaft, the veins pulsing beneath her touch. She marveled at the size of him, the heat radiating from his cock like a beacon in the night. She leaned in, her mouth watering, and took one of his balls into her mouth, sucking gently. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly, and she knew she had hit the spot.
  1010. Her tongue flicked and danced around his testicle, teasing and taunting it, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin just enough to make him gasp. She switched to the other, her hand stroking his shaft in a slow, steady rhythm that had his cock throbbing with need.
  1011. Her mouth moved up to the base of his shaft, her teeth scraping lightly against the skin before she took him back into her mouth. The taste of him was addictive, a heady mix of salt and musk that had her craving more.
  1012. Her hands moved in tandem with her mouth, one cupping his balls, the other wrapping around the base of his cock. She began to suck in earnest, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling around the head with a passion that was almost feral.
  1013. Dominic's breathing grew ragged, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to hold back the wave of pleasure that threatened to consume him. He had never felt so alive, so connected to another person.
  1014. Her mouth was a heavenly sanctuary, a place where he could lose himself completely. She took her time, exploring every ridge and contour, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock like a whirlpool, pulling him in deeper and deeper.
  1015. He could feel the pressure building, the coil of tension in his balls tightening with each stroke of her tongue. "Luna," he groaned, his voice thick with passion. "I'm going to come."
  1016. She moaned and sucked harder intending to push him over the edge.
  1017. The moment was upon them, the air thick with anticipation. Dominic's cock throbbed in Luna's mouth, her lips and tongue working in tandem to coax the release he had been holding back for what felt like an eternity. He could feel the pressure building, his balls tightening as they danced in her hand. The sensation was overwhelming, a crescendo of pleasure that threatened to shatter him.
  1018. From Luna’s perspective, she felt his cock pulse in her mouth, a silent signal of his impending climax. She took him deeper, her throat tightening around the head of his cock, her nose buried in the soft hairs at the base of his shaft. She could feel the veins bulging, the heat of his desire burning her tongue.
  1019. Dominic's eyes snapped open, his gaze locking onto hers as he felt the first spurt of cum shoot from his cock. His hips bucked, his body arching off the bed, as he came with a roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the apartment. The first shot hit the back of her throat, hot and salty, and she swallowed it greedily, eager for more.
  1020. For Luna, the feeling was indescribable. The warmth of his release filled her mouth, the taste of him a heady cocktail that sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body. She felt powerful, in control, as she milked every last drop from him, her eyes never leaving his.
  1021. The second and third spurts came quicker, his cum spilling over her tongue and down her throat in a rush that had her eyes rolling back in her head. She felt his cock jerk and pulse with each spasm of pleasure, his body quivering with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
  1022. And through it all, she never broke the rhythm of her sucking, never ceased her attentions to his balls. She wanted to savor every moment of this intimate act, to burn it into her memory like a brand.
  1023. Dominic watched as his cum spilled from her lips, the sight of her taking him so completely, so eagerly, pushing him higher still. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, his body trembling with the force of it.
  1024. As he finally began to come down from the peak, he realized that he had never felt so alive, so connected to another person. The masks may have concealed their identities, but in that moment, there was no denying the bond that had formed between them.
  1025. When he had finished, she pulled back, a smug smile playing on her lips. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, the sight of his cum on her skin making him even more aroused. "Swallow it," he murmured, his voice a dark command.
  1026. Luna did as she was told, her throat working as she swallowed the last of his release, her eyes never leaving his. "You taste like heaven," she whispered, her voice a silken caress.
  1027. The act of swallowing him was a declaration of her desire for him, a promise of what was to come. And as she settled back on her heels, her heart racing, she knew that this was only the beginning of their erotic journey.
  1028. Dominic lay there, his chest heaving, his cock still semi-hard, glistening with their combined juices. "Your mouth, Luna," he murmured, his voice still shaking with the aftermath of his orgasm. "It's... it's like nothing I've ever felt."
  1029. They stared at each other, their breathing ragged, the tension in the room palpable. The masks still in place, they were strangers and yet so much more, bound by a shared secret that was as intoxicating as it was taboo.
  1030. He felt an overwhelming need to kiss her deeply, to claim her mouth in a way that transcended their masks. He reached for her, pulling her closer, his hands skimming over her hips to grip her ass firmly.
  1031. "Your mouth,"
  1032. he said, his voice a low growl. "It's like a drug. I can't get enough."
  1033. Their masks were a mere formality now, a thin veil that did nothing to hide the raw, primal connection that had been forged between them. Their bodies knew each other's desires, each movement and touch speaking a language more potent than words.
  1034. With a sudden, almost feral hunger, Dominic pulled her up onto the bed, his mouth crashing into hers in a kiss that was equal parts fierce and tender. He tasted himself on her lips, the salty tang of his cum mingling with the sweetness of her mouth. The sensation was heady, a declaration of his claim on her, and she responded with a passion that matched his own.
  1035. Their kiss was a dance of tongues and teeth, a battle of wills that had them both panting for air. He could feel her body pressed against his, the softness of her breasts flattened against his chest, the heat of her pussy against his thigh. He wanted more, needed more.
  1036. With a groan that was torn from the very depths of his soul, Dominic rolled her over onto her back, his eyes never leaving hers as he positioned himself between her legs. He took a moment to simply drink her in, his gaze lingering on the wetness glistening between her thighs. Her pussy was a masterpiece, a delicate fold of flesh that begged for his attention.
  1037. He leaned in, his breath hot against her skin, and took his time to explore her with his eyes. Her labia were a delicate shade of pink, the edges a darker hue that spoke of her arousal. Her clit peeked out from its hood, a tiny pearl that quivered at his gaze. He could see the slickness of her desire, the way her pussy glistened with need.
  1038. Dominic was in awe of the beauty before him. He had seen countless women naked, but there was something about Luna—no, "Luna" for tonight—that captivated him in a way that was almost painful. He felt as if he could spend hours just looking at her, memorizing every inch of her body, every curve and dip and swell.
  1039. Her pubic hair was a soft, trimmed maze that led to the treasure trove of her sex, a canvas of desire that beckoned him like a siren’s call. He took his time, his eyes tracing the path from her navel down to the apex of her thighs. The masked lover, "Dominic," leaned in closer, his eyes devouring the sight of her. Her pussy was a feast of colors and textures, a masterpiece that no artist could ever hope to replicate.
  1040. Her slit was a treasure trove, a delicate garden of Eden that demanded his full attention. The masked man named Dominic took a deep breath, savoring the sweet aroma of her arousal, the musky scent that was uniquely hers. With a gentle touch, he traced the contours of her labia, his eyes feasting on the way she responded to his touch. Her body was a map of desire, and he was eager to explore every inch of it.
  1041. He hovered over her, his eyes dark and hungry as he studied her pussy. The mask didn’t hide the intensity of his gaze, the way his pupils dilated as he took in the sight of her. His tongue darted out, a silent promise of the pleasure to come.
  1042. Luna's eyes widened with anticipation as she felt the soft tickle of his breath against her folds. She squirmed, her hips lifting slightly, silently begging for his touch. But Dominic was a man who knew the value of patience, who understood that the sweetest fruit was that which was allowed to ripen slowly under the sun of desire.
  1043. He took his time, his gaze lingering on the delicate folds of her pussy as if he were contemplating a fine wine—appreciating the bouquet, the color, the promise of the flavor that was to come. His eyes traced the path of her labia, the way they parted slightly to reveal the pinkness within, the slickness of her arousal glistening like a precious jewel.
  1044. Her clit, that tiny, sensitive nub, was a beacon that drew his eyes like a moth to a flame. It peeked out from its hood, a shy greeting, and he knew that it would be the center of his world for the foreseeable future. His tongue flicked out, the barest of caresses, and she moaned, arching her back, offering herself to him completely.
  1045. He didn’t rush. He took his time, exploring the softness of her inner thighs, the smoothness of her mons, the delicate scent of her arousal that seemed to fill the room. His hands roamed over her body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake, his thumbs brushing against the insides of her thighs, urging them apart even further.
  1046. And then, when she could bear it no longer, when her body was a coiled spring of need, he finally gave her what she craved. His tongue dipped into her, a gentle caress that had her hips bucking and her nails digging into the bed. He tasted her, savored her, his eyes never leaving hers as he explored her with the same meticulous attention he had paid to her ass.
  1047. Her pussy was a symphony of flavors and textures, a landscape of passion that unfolded beneath his touch. He lapped at her, his tongue tracing the contours of her sex with the care of an artist, painting a picture of pleasure with every stroke.
  1048. It was then he realized he had tasted her once before. He paused and exclaimed,” You were the fourth mystery girl that night you had me taste four girls blindfolded!”
  1049. Luna smiled nodding and just pushed his face back into her crotch, urging him to continue. He did with renewed vigor, his tongue tracing her pussy with a familiar yet fresh hunger. The way he worshipped her body, as if he had been waiting for this moment for an eternity, made her feel like a goddess.
  1050. He took his time, savoring her like a fine wine, his tongue swirling around her clit, delving into her folds, exploring every inch of her sex as if it were a map to the stars. He knew her body like the back of his hand, yet every touch felt like the first time. The masks had transformed them into creatures of pure lust, stripping away the layers of friendship and leaving only the raw, unfiltered need that had been simmering beneath the surface for so long.
  1051. Her hips rolled and bucked beneath him, a silent plea for more, and he was more than happy to oblige. His tongue grew more insistent, pressing against her clit, flicking and teasing until she was writhing in ecstasy. The masked man named Dominic was relentless, his mouth a vortex of pleasure that she could not resist.
  1052. Her hands found their way into his hair, her fingers tangling in the soft strands as she held him to her. She whispered his name, the sound lost in the symphony of their moans and gasps, her body a canvas of sensation that he painted with his mouth.
  1053. Their eyes remained locked, the intensity of their connection palpable even through the fabric of their masks. It was as if the barriers that had once separated them had been shattered, leaving only the raw, naked truth of their desire.
  1054. As his tongue danced over her clit, he slid two fingers into her, the sudden intrusion making her gasp. She was so wet, so ready, her walls clenching around him as if begging for more. He curled his fingers, finding that spot deep within her that made her scream, and stroked her g-spot with a slow, deliberate rhythm that had her body tightening with every movement.
  1055. Their breaths mingled, their hearts raced in time with the strokes of his tongue, the thrusts of his fingers. The air was charged with an energy that was both terrifying and exhilarating, a force that could consume them both if they allowed it.
  1056. Her orgasm built, a crescendo that grew with each passing second, each flick of his tongue, each thrust of his fingers. It was a symphony of sensation, a maelstrom of pleasure that had her teetering on the edge of oblivion.
  1057. When he used his free hand to grab her breast, her nipple pebbled beneath his thumb, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She threw her head back, her moans echoing through the room, a symphony of need and want. The sensations were too much. She was going to come, and she was going to come hard.
  1058. Dominic could feel it, the tension in her body, the way her pussy clenched around his fingers. He knew she was close, and he was determined to push her over the edge. He sucked harder on her clit, his tongue flicking the sensitive nub with the precision of a maestro conducting a symphony of pleasure.
  1059. Her body began to quiver, the tremors starting in her toes and working their way up to her core. She could feel the pressure building, the coil of desire tightening within her, threatening to snap. And when it did, she would explode into a million pieces, each one shimmering with the light of her climax.
  1060. The moment was upon her, a crescendo of pleasure that seemed to go on forever. Her back arched, her body bowed, and she screamed his name—no, not his real name, but the name of the masked lover who had brought her to this pinnacle.
  1061. As she came, her pussy clamped down on his fingers, her juices flooding his mouth, and he drank from her like a man parched in the desert. The taste of her was like nothing he had ever known, a sweet and salty elixir that made him drunk on desire.
  1062. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, her body shaking with the force of it, her cries of pleasure piercing the night. And when it finally subsided, she collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving, her body limp with satisfaction.
  1063. For a moment, they just lay there, their hearts hammering in their chests, their breaths mingling in the air. The masks had become a part of them now, an extension of their personas, a silent declaration of their newfound intimacy.
  1064. And then, as if pulled by an invisible string, they turned to each other, their masked faces a mere inch apart. The energy between them was electric, a current that arced and crackled with the promise of more..
  1065. Luna's eyes were glazed with lust, her pupils dilated with need. She reached up, her hand shaking with anticipation, and guided his cock to her entrance. The head of his shaft was slick with pre-cum and her own juices, the perfect lubricant for the union that was about to take place.
  1066. Dominic watched as the tip of his cock parted her folds, the pinkness of her pussy swallowing him inch by inch. He took his time, savoring the sensation of her warmth surrounding him, her tightness gripping him like a velvet vice.
  1067. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, urging him deeper. He groaned, the sound a mix of pleasure and relief. He paused, his eyes searching hers, looking for any sign of doubt or fear.
  1068. But all he saw was desire—pure, unbridled desire that matched his own. And with that, he pushed forward, the head of his cock breaching her entrance, stretching her open. She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut, her nails digging into his back as he slid into her.
  1069. The feeling was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Her pussy was like a warm, wet glove, molded perfectly to the shape of his cock. As he pushed deeper, he felt her walls tighten around him, squeezing him with a fierce, almost greedy hunger that sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body.
  1070. Dominic began to move, his hips pistoning in a rhythm that was as old as time itself. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a testament to their passion. Each stroke was a declaration of war, a battle cry that had them both poised on the edge of ecstasy.
  1071. Their moans and gasps were a symphony, a duet of desire that grew louder with each passing moment. Luna's voice was a siren's song, urging him deeper, faster, harder. Her nails raked down his back, leaving a trail of fire in their wake, and he groaned, the sting of pain mixing with the pleasure of her tightness.
  1072. "Fuck me, Dominic,"
  1073. she whispered, her voice a hoarse rasp. "Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before."
  1074. Her words were like a match to dry tinder, igniting a fire within him that could not be quenched. He thrust into her with a ferocity that was almost primal, his cock plunging into her depths with an intensity that had her toes curling and her eyes rolling back in her head.
  1075. Their bodies moved as one, a dance of lust that had them both spiraling out of control. The masks had become a part of their identities now, a symbol of their shared secret, a promise of the dark and delicious things they would do together.
  1076. Luna's legs wrapped around his waist, her ankles locking at the small of his back as she met his every thrust. Her hips rose to meet him, her pussy clenching around him like a fist, urging him onward.
  1077. "Harder,"
  1078. she begged, her voice a breathy moan. "I want to feel all of you."
  1079. He was more than happy to oblige, his hips pumping into hers with a force that had the bed rocking against the wall. The headboard slammed in time with their passion, the mattress groaning beneath them like a living thing.
  1080. They were lost in the moment, two souls intertwined in a tapestry of lust. Their eyes never left each other, the connection between them as palpable as the heat of their bodies.
  1081. "You're so fucking tight,"
  1082. he growled, his voice thick with passion. "So wet, so perfect."
  1083. "It's because it's you,"
  1084. she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "Only you could make me feel like this."
  1085. Their words were a tapestry of desire, a verbal dance that mirrored the rhythm of their bodies. They spoke of love and lust, of friendship and passion, of the lines they had crossed and the ones they were about to shatter.
  1086. He felt her walls tighten around him, the first tremors of her climax beginning to build. He knew her body better than he knew his own, could feel the subtle shifts in tension, the way her breathing grew more ragged.
  1087. "Come for me, Luna,"
  1088. he urged, his voice a low rumble. "Let go. Give it to me." As soon as he started sucking on her breasts as he simultaneously pumped her hard she knew she couldn't resist any longer. She threw her head back and let out a cry that seemed to shake the very foundation of the room.
  1089. Their moans and gasps grew more frantic as their rhythm quickened, their bodies slapping together in a delirious symphony of passion. Her nails dug into his back, leaving a trail of fire that seemed to fuel his desire. His hips moved with a feral grace, driving into her with a force that was almost violent, yet she welcomed it, craved it, begged for more.
  1090. "I'm going to come,"
  1091. she panted, her voice a ragged whisper. "I'm going to come all over your cock."
  1092. "Do it,"
  1093. he growled, his eyes never leaving hers. "Show me how much you want me."
  1094. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the first wave of pleasure wash over her. Her pussy tightened around him, her muscles clenching as she rode the crest of her climax. He felt it, too, the way her body responded to his, the way she shuddered beneath him, and it only made him want to claim her more.
  1095. "Yes,"
  1096. he hissed, his cock pulsing within her. "Come for me. Drench me in your sweetness."
  1097. And then she did, her body arching off the bed as she screamed his name. Her pussy spasmed around him, her juices flooding out in a rush that washed over his cock. He groaned, the sound a mix of pleasure and triumph as he felt her climax wash over him like a tidal wave.
  1098. But he wasn't done yet. He had to come, had to fill her up, mark her as his own. He thrust into her harder, faster, his eyes never leaving hers as he sought his own release.
  1099. "I'm going to come,"
  1100. he grunted, his voice tight with need. "I'm going to fill you up."
  1101. Her eyes widened, her pussy clenching around him at the thought. "Do it," she urged, her voice a breathless plea. "Come inside me."
  1102. The last word was barely out of her mouth when he did just that, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself into her. The sensation of his hot cum filling her was almost too much to bear, and she came again, her body convulsing with pleasure.
  1103. They lay there, panting, their hearts racing in time with the strobe of their breaths. The masks had become a part of them, a silent testament to the depth of their connection, the intensity of their desire.
  1104. "Oh my god,"
  1105. she whispered, her eyes wide with wonder. "That was..."
  1106. "AMAZING,"
  1107. he finished for her, his voice a hoarse rasp.
  1108. The encounter was so intimate, so raw, that it was hard to believe they hadn’t crossed this line before. The masks had allowed them to shed their inhibitions, to be someone else, to do things they had only ever dreamed of.
  1109. As their breathing slowed and their hearts returned to a steady beat, Lisa and Dan looked into each other’s eyes, the reality of their situation crashing over them like a wave. They had agreed to this as a one-time experiment, a way to explore the boundaries of their desires without the complications of their familial bond. But now that the moment had passed, they knew they couldn’t ignore the depth of their connection.
  1110. They lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the masks still in place, as if they were afraid to face the truth without the veil of anonymity. But the masks couldn’t hide the love and lust that shimmered in their gazes, the way their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces.
  1111. They talked about it, their voices low and serious. They agreed that what had happened was a unique experience, something they had both needed and wanted. But they also agreed that they didn’t want to ruin what they had—the friendship, the bond, the ease of living together. So they made a pact: this would be their one and only time.
  1112. The following days were filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation. They both knew that they had shared something incredible, something that could never be replicated. They went about their lives, pretending that nothing had changed. But every time they saw each other, every time their eyes met, there was a spark that couldn’t be denied.
  1113. They continued to bring home partners for each other to watch, but it wasn’t the same. The thrill of the unknown had been replaced by the comfort of familiarity. The one-way mirrors and webcams had lost their allure.
  1114. But the night of the masquerade ball lingered in their memories, a secret they both cherished. It was a memory that would stay with them forever, a reminder of the passion that simmered just beneath the surface.
  1115. The apartment was quiet, the only sound the ticking of the clock on the wall. They had moved all the furniture aside, leaving the floor space open for their dance of desire. The masks lay discarded on the bed, a silent testament to the night’s events.
  1116. “Thank you, Dominic,” Lisa murmured, her voice still thick with passion.
  1117. Dan pulled her closer, his hand caressing her cheek. “Thank you, Luna. That was... incredible.”
  1118. They kissed one last time, their tongues tangling, before they both knew it was time to say goodbye to this part of themselves. They had crossed a line, but they had done it together, and somehow, it had made them even closer.
  1119. As they dressed, they promised to keep their secret, to never speak of it again. And as they climbed into their separate beds, the only evidence of their shared passion was the lingering scent of sex in the air.
  1120. The next morning, they woke up as if nothing had happened. They went to class, they laughed with their friends, they continued their lives as normal college students. But every now and then, when they were alone, they’d catch each other’s eye and remember the night they had shared.
  1121. Their friendship grew stronger, their bond unshakeable. And though they never acted on their desires again, they knew that the love they had for each other was more complex, more beautiful, than any relationship they’d ever have.
  1122. The story of Luna and Dominic had reached its climax, but the story of Lisa and Dan was just beginning.
  1123. The end.

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