Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 649: The Virgin’s Fake Desperation

[If he cums now... I’ll never let him touch me. I’ll make him watch while I play with myself, make him listen to how wet I am for him...]

[Oh God... I’m dripping—I can feel it... My pussy is throbbing just thinking about denying him...]

Emily leaned forward, her tits swinging as she gripped my cock, guiding it right to her entrance. ”Last chance, Jack...” Her voice was sweet poison, her eyes gleaming with triumph. ”Beg... or I’ll keep teasing you.”

My hips surged upward, my cock aching to bury itself inside Emily’s tight, teasing heat—but she shoved back, her palm slamming against my chest as my cock slid uselessly against her slick folds, the head catching on her entrance before she pulled away with a cruel laugh.

”Aaaah...” Emily’s voice was a sweet, mocking sigh, her fingers tightening around the base of my cock. ”Looks like I really have to teach you a lesson, Jack~...” She leaned down, her wet hair dripping onto my chest, her breath hot against my ear.

”You want to cum, don’t you?” Her grip stroked upward, slow and deliberate, her thumb pressing into the weeping slit of my cock. ”But I won’t let you.”

Freya’s thoughts slammed into my mind, dripping with amusement and sadistic delight: [Look at him... He can’t take it anymore. Trying to hump his cock into Emily’s pussy like a desperate animal...]

[Well... What can I expect from a virgin? He’s never had a real cunt before. He doesn’t know how to control himself...]

[But God... The way he’s trembling... The way his cock is leaking like that... It’s pathetic. It’s hot.]

Emily’s grip tightened, her nails digging into my cock just enough to sting. ”You think you can just take what you want, Jack?” Her voice was a venomous purr, her free hand sliding up to grip my throat—not hard enough to choke, but enough to pin me, to remind me who was in control. ”You don’t get to cum until I say so.”

She spat—a thick, obscene glob of saliva landing right on the head of my cock. The warmth of it dripped down my cock, over my aching balls, the sound of it slick and degrading. ”There...” She smeared it with her fingers, her touch slow, deliberate, her eyes locked onto mine. ”Now you’re nice and wet... Just like a good little virgin should be.”

Her fingers traced the spit down my length, her nails scraping lightly over my sensitive skin, making me hiss. ”Mmm...” She rocked her hips again, her pussy dragging against my spit-slicked cock, the heat of her almost too much to bear. ”You like that, Jack? You like being denied while I play with you?”

Freya’s thoughts echoed in my mind, her voice thick with arousal: [Fuck... I can hear how wet she is for him. The way her pussy is dragging over his cock... The way he’s whimpering...]

[I bet if I touched myself right now, I’d cum just from watching him suffer...]

[But no... I’ll wait. I’ll watch him break first.]

Emily leaned in, her lips brushing my ear, her voice a dark, honeyed command. ”Beg me, Jack.” Her hips rolled, her pussy sliding along my cock, the tip catching on her entrance before she pulled back again. ”Beg me to let you cum... Or I’ll keep you like this all night.”**

My cock throbbed, my balls aching, my mind screaming—

”I—!” My voice cracked, a broken, needy gasp, my body shuddering on the edge of total surrender. I let my lips quiver, my eyes welling with fake desperation, my cock throbbing so hard it ached. Just a little more... Play the virgin... Let Freya think I am a virgin...

Emily’s smile turned feral, her eyes gleaming with triumph. ”Not good enough, Jack.” She leaned down, her wet hair dripping onto my chest, her breath hot against my ear.

Then—she spat, a thick, obscene glob landing right on my aching balls. Her fingers smeared it in slow, deliberate circles, her nails scraping lightly over my over-sensitive skin.

”Mmm~...” She rocked her hips, her swollen pussy dragging against my spit-slicked cock, the head catching on her tight entrance before she pulled back with a mocking laugh.

”Try again, Jack...” Her voice was a dark, honeyed command, her clit grinding against my cock, her wetness coating me, taunting me. ”Or I’ll leave you hard and aching forever.” Her fingers tightened around my throat, just enough to pin me, to remind me who was in control.

Freya’s thoughts flooded my mind, dripping with sadistic delight: [Ohhh~... Is Jack trying to hold back?]

[He’s trembling—his cock is leaking so much, but he’s fighting it...]

[Is he really trying not to cum... just so he can earn my pussy?] [So cute... So pathetic...]

[I wonder how long he’ll last...]

Emily’s hips rolled again, her pussy sliding along my cock, the tip teasing her entrance before she pulled away, leaving me gasping. ”You want to cum, don’t you?” Her voice was a venomous purr, her fingers tracing the spit down my cock, her nails digging in just enough to sting. ”But you can’t... Not until I say so.”

She leaned in, her lips brushing my ear, her voice dropping to a dark whisper. ”Unless...” Her pussy ground against me again, her heat almost too much to bear. ”Unless you beg properly...” Her fingers tightened around my throat, her grip firm, dominating. ”Unless you prove to me that you deserve it.”

Freya’s thoughts echoed in my head, her voice thick with arousal: [He’s so close to breaking... But he’s still holding back...]

[ I want to see him snap. I want to watch him cum all over himself while I deny him my pussy...]

[Or maybe...]

[Maybe I’ll let him have it...]

[After I break him completely.]

Emily’s laugh was dark, her hips rolling again, her pussy dragging over my cock, her wetness soaking me. ”What’s wrong, Jack~?” Her voice was a taunting whisper, her fingers stroking my cock, her thumb pressing into the weeping slit. ”Cat got your tongue?”

I swallowed hard, forcing my voice to tremble. ”I—I can’t—”

Emily’s smile turned cruel. ”You can’t what, Jack?” Her pussy ground against me, her clit rubbing against my cock, her breath hitching as she taunted me. ”You can’t beg?” Her fingers tightened around my throat, her grip firm, unrelenting. ”Or you can’t hold back?”

Freya’s thoughts rang in my mind, her voice dripping with anticipation: [Oh, this is too fun...]

[He’s right on the edge... One more push...]

[One more tease...]

[And he’ll break.]