Jake’s Dream Come True
By Billy_Ray77
Chapter Fifteen
“Okay, Kirsten,” Said Tiffany with an evil grin, “since you are having such a hard time understanding what Sam and I see in these, so called, ‘nerds’, I dare you to let Mike eat your pussy.”
“What?” blurted both Mike and Kirsten, at the same time.
“Five minutes. You sit on the couch and let Mike show you just how good nerd sex can be.”
Kirsten was totally flabbergasted. Her dripping pussy desperately needed attention but Mike was her friend’s boyfriend and a geek as well. I wasn’t worried. She was going to go along, whether, at that particular moment, she knew it or not.
“Tiff, are you sure you want me to do this?” Asked an equally flabbergasted Mike.
Tiffany turned to her boyfriend and, with her hands on his shoulders, turned on her lusty blast furnace.
“Sweety, I know you love me, and I also know how good you are. I want you to do this, for me. Now you just make sure to make me proud, baby.” She wanted to bed Kirsten, but she loved Mike and didn’t want sex without him in the mix. That was only partly my doing. I had a feeling I had created a precedent that Mike was going to benefit greatly from.
“For you, anything.” He turned to Kirsten. “You heard her, get up on the couch.”
Kirsten was truly of two minds, even as she, almost involuntarily, moved up onto the couch. She simply couldn’t back out of a dare.
“But he’s such a geek.” She whined, without thinking about who it was she was talking to.
All eyes turned to Tiffany.
“That,” Tiffany said, calmly, “is why you are going to love it.”
Mike crawled to the couch and slid Kirsten’s panties off. She watched, half with dread, half with need. He didn’t have to help her spread her legs as the need won out.
I was getting a good eyeful of the cutest little, nearly hairless, tiny pink slit. Even without a connection, I could feel the lusty heat coming from Samantha as she saw the same thing.
Then our view was blocked by Mike’s head. At the first touch of his tongue she gasped and and within the first minute had already had one orgasm. I kept her lust topped off and by the time five minutes were up she’d had two more, each bigger than the last.
“Is it… is it always like that?” She asked as Mike made his way back to Tiffany’s side.
“Every time.”
“Thank you Mike. That was great.”
“You can thank Tiffany, she taught me everything I know.”
“You already had the theory down, I just helped you with the practical application.” Tiffany giggled.
I’d had enough spin the bottle. The ice was sufficiently broken and it was time to move things along. I released the appropriate commands. Kirsten, the bitchy little control freak, was about to have a change of life. She was suddenly overcome with an unusual need.
I made sure that her spin landed on Tiffany.
“Truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to let me thank your boyfriend properly? He did me so good that I would like to return the favor.”
At this point, I didn’t know if my presence in Tiffany’s head was needed or not, but I wasn’t taking any chances.
She turned to Mike.
“You love me right?”
“With all my heart.”
She turned back to Kirsten.
“I guess it would be okay, it’s just...”
“What? I won’t try to steal him or anything.”
“It’s not that... I’m not sure you’re good enough for him.”
“Wha... what do you mean?”
“Well, as you just found out, he is great at eating pussy, and his cock, when it is all hard and throbbing, is even more amazing. Fucking it is like a sexual epiphany and it is a pure joy to suck. I would just hate to subject it to a substandard cock sucking.”
“I’ll have you know my blowjobs are nearly legendary, you can ask half the football team.”
“Yes, but those are dumb jocks, what do they know about sex?”
While that exchange was going on, Samantha leaned in to whisper in my ear.
“I see where this is going—isn’t this just a little redundant?”
“Hey, when you come across a formula that works, you don’t change it, besides, I’ve thrown in a twist that I know you will like – you are going to take Kirsten for a walk on the dark side.” I whispered back to her. I began mentally telling her my plan as the other two girls talked.
“What do you mean?” continued Kirsten, “Those guys have been with lots of girls and every one I’ve blown said I was the best.”
“Pfft, those guys wouldn’t know good sex if they had it shoved up their ass, which most of them probably will sooner or later.”
“Well then, what do you suggest?”
“Prove you are a good cocksucker, and I’ll allow you access to my boyfriends thick, throbbing and incredible cock.”
“How can I do that? You want references?”
Samantha chimed in.
“I’m sure that just one will do.”
“What do you mean?”
“Demonstrate your abilities on Jake here, and he’ll decide if you are good enough for Mike.”
Kirsten, by now, had her heart set on wrapping her little mouth around Mike’s cock and feeling his hot cum jetting down her throat. She was also counting on a follow up fucking to ease the heat in her loins. Just as we had done with Tiffany, there was no backing out for her now.
“You two are crazy. These guys are your boyfriends.”
“Boys you have laughingly disparaged for years.” chided Tiffany, “How can we know you will be able to respect them enough to do a good job?”
“Are you willing to make amends as you service them?” Asked Samantha.
“So you want me to kiss their ass while I suck their dick?” To her, that would be absolutely humiliating. But she couldn’t find any way out. Her need was too intense, “I... I guess I can do that.”
“I have a feeling it will be a little more than that.” Said Tiffany. “So, are you going to suck Jake’s cock, or are we all leaving now? Frankly, I’m ready for some hot nerdy sex and if it isn’t going to happen here, we’ll move the party elsewhere.”
“Okay, okay… It’s just a little weird is all.”
“So, Jake,” asked Samantha innocently, “Would you like to have that little slut suck your cock?”
“Hey! I’m not a slut.” She was offended but given the height of her desire and my dabbling in her brain, there was no stopping the coming events.
Tiffany giggled, “Yeah, I thought the same thing. But if you think about it, you pretty much are.”
“Why? Just because I really want to suck off your boyfriend and am willing to suck off Jake to get the chance?”
“Well, that, and didn’t you just tell us you’ve sucked off most of the football team?”
“Yeah,” she said weakly, “but... it’s not like it was all at the same time... shit... it is a little slutty isn’t it?”
She looked a little dejected.
“Hey, Kirsten,” I said, coming off the floor and slipping up onto a chair, “do you know the one thing that guys like better than a slut?”
“What’s that?”
“A HOT slut – and that word describes you perfectly... Hot”
With the compliment, one of her time bombs went off and her desire spiked. She was already dripping with the anticipation of feeling scalding cum spraying the back of her throat, and the spike nearly drove her over the edge.
“Then I suppose I should get on with it.” she said, crawling towards me on all fours. While that had been her idea since she didn’t trust her weakened knees to support her slight weight, it did play nicely into the role she was about to play.
“Look, Sam,” quipped Tiffany, “the little slut is crawling all submissively to the nerd she’s about suck. Isn’t it adorable?”
“Sexy too, I just want to spank that tight little ass.”
The compliments, though backhanded, were compliments nonetheless and had the programmed effect, which meant that Kirsten’s desire fogged brain was unable to formulate any sort of response and simply kept crawling towards me with reddened cheeks.
She stopped in front of me, still on all fours. “Uhm... are you going to pull out your cock or what – OW! What the hell?”
Samantha had followed up on here desire to ‘spank that tight little ass’ and had given Kirsten a healthy swat.
“I thought you wanted to thank Mike properly for the great pussy licking he gave you?”
“I do, but what’s that got to do with...”
“Before you can do that, don’t you have to prove you are a worthy cocksucker?”
“Well, yeah, but I still don’t...”
“A good and worthy cocksucker doesn’t make the suckee do any of the work. If you want that cock, you will damned well get it out yourself.”
Kirsten’s cheeks darkened even further. Foremost in her mind was that she needed to suck Mike’s cock more than she had ever needed anything in her life but she knew that, in order to do that, she had to give me the best blowjob experience I had ever had. Therefore, in her mind, Samantha’s words were law. Tiffany’s as well, should she decide to chime in – and she would.
The tiny Korean beauty began to fumble with my belt and zipper. She had trouble sliding my pants down since I was, of course, sitting on them.
“Could you just schooch up a little so I can – OW!!” Another swat from my gorgeous Smanatha.
“I can’t believe you just asked him to do some of the work. What did I just tell you about a good and worthy cocksucker?”
“But I can’t get it out if he doesn’t...”
You don’t ASK him, you BEG him for his assistance. A good cocksucker knows that a boy allowing her to wrap her lips around his cock is the greatest compliment she could ever get, short of that boy shooting his cum into her eager mouth, of course.”
Tears of frustration brimmed the dark sensual eyes as she nodded and turned to me pleadingly.
“Please, Jake – OW!!!!”
“I can’t believe you used his name. Don’t you realize that you need him to place his most important and incredibly sensitive organ between your TEETH? Do you have any idea how vulnerable that makes a boy feel? You have to convince him that you have the utmost respect and reverence for him, that his position above you is so absolute that the merest inkling of a thought of even so much as scrapping his fragile cock with your evil teeth is something you couldn’t even consider. You have to make him feel that if he were to ask, you would rip every tooth out of your head with a pair of rusty pliers just to have the privilege of having his cock in your unworthy mouth.”
“But I don’t know how to – OW!!!”
“You never use his name. Sir, my lord, master, O benevolent decider of my destiny... anything other than his name.”
Tiffany was biting her lip trying not to giggle.
“I think understand, Sa...” she saw Samantha’s hand raise as she started to say her name, “er... I mean... mistress?” With that concession, another time bomb went off and her tight little slit almost squirted with anticipatory juices.
Samantha gave a terse nod, then gestured towards me.
Those lovely eyes, shiny with unwept tears, again pleaded with me. Part of her couldn’t understand how things had gotten so crazy so fast, but another part found the sexual exhilaration that she was feeling to be irresistible.
“Please master, could you find it in your heart to help me – OW!!! What now?!” The tears finally escaped, her cheeks becoming almost as wet as her inner thighs. With every swat she grew closer to a spontaneous orgasm.
“ME? You refer to yourself as though you are somebody? You are nothing but a life support system for the mouth, tits and pussy that exist solely for the pleasure of your betters. YOU are nothing. We still haven’t determined if you’re even worthy of being called a slut.”
“Are you sure you really want to show Mike your gratitude?” asked Tiffany, in control of her mirth for the moment, “Because it’s beginning to look like you aren’t sincere.”
“Oh please, Mistress! There is nothing I... er... this slut... and an unworthy one at that... wants more than the joy of feeling Lord Mike’s gift of reproductive ambrosia flooding my, er, unworthy tongue.” She was starting to get into the groove of the game. The more humiliation she felt, the higher her excitement soared. But humiliation was still humiliation and despite her flaming desire, more tears slid down her beautiful, blushing cheeks.
“You may try again.” Samantha said.
“Oh please, Master, could you grant this lowly slut the tiniest of boons and make whatever minimum effort may be required so that she can remove your trousers and gain access to the wondrous staff of pleasure that lies within – OW!!! Please mistress, instruct this slut as to what mistake she has made this time.”
“Why would you try to get him naked, when you still have your clothes on?”
“Maybe,” interjected Tiffany, “she still doesn’t want... how did she put it... ‘to be ogled by a fucking sub-species’ or something to that effect.”
“No, mistress. This slut regrets her oversight and will correct it.” She reached for the hem of her shirt.
“No, that’s not how it works.” Samantha informed her tartly, “you will stand and let him disrobe you.
I leaned forward as Kirsten meekly came to her feet. She stood silent as I pulled the shirt over her head and tugged her skirt to the floor. Tapping her legs one at a time, she stepped out of the skirt and as she brought brought each foot down I guided it to the side so she stood before me, naked with her legs spread slightly.
I ran my hands over her tight brown body, the small breasts just big enough to fill my hands, the hard nipples poking my palms and causing her to squeak when I rubbed them. I explored further down, past the firm stomach to the soft warm wetness between her legs. She moaned as I slid my fingers along her slit. I was careful not to let her cum as I gently slid the tip of one finger up into her, to see if she was as tight as I thought she was. She was, and it was a good thing I was monitoring her or she would have had a major orgasm right there. My finger came away coated with her juices and I held it up to her mouth. With the slightest hesitation, she licked and sucked my finger, cleaning it and giving me an indication of the pleasures to come.
When I had enough, I leaned back and she sank slowly to her knees.
“Please, Master, may this miserable slut gain a moments assistance in removing your trousers so that I may attempt to pleasure you with my meager talents?”
Her dark, damp, pleading eyes, smoldered with a desperate desire.
I shifted my hips and allowed her to pull down my pants, removing them completely. My cock sprang up, already at full attention, she brushed her soft brown cheek against my inner thigh as she slowly approached it.
Her little pink tongue snaked out of her tiny mouth and licked the shaft all the way from the balls to the head, at which point she engulfed it in her soft warmth. Her little features making my average cock look surprisingly large.
I had to agree with the football team on this one. Samantha and Tiffany gave great head, have no doubt, but this young lady was amazing. Her tongue was seemingly everywhere as she bobbed up and down my tumescent member. She tickled and gently squeezed my balls as her mouth worked it’s magic.
“Now,” said my lovely redhead, “a good cocksucker pays attention only to the task at hand. She doesn’t allow herself to be distracted by anything, even something like this.”
Smack!
She laid another swat on the now bare round brown cheeks of the tiny sex-pot’s ass. Kirsten jumped, but kept up her fantastic fellatio – the pain ramping up her need to make me cum, as she knew, at some level, there would be release for her as well.
“As you suck his cock, I want you to remember all the vile things you have said about him. This cocksucking is your way of apologizing for being such a hurtful bitch.
Smack!
Didn’t you once decide that all geeks should be sent to a separate school?
Smack!
“No, it was a special ‘camp’, if I recall correctly.”
Smack!
With each blow, Kirsten jumped. With each reminder of her previous behavior she groaned quietly around my cock, but never missed a beat. Her lips, tongue and gentle fingers combined to pleasure my raging organ like it had never been pleasured before.
Smack!
“A camp with armed guards.”
Smack!
“With orders to shoot to kill.”
Smack!
It was all I could take. I felt the cum boiling out of my perfectly massaged balls and sear its way up my shaft. Samantha had been watching me and just as the first jet shot into the talented mouth she stuck her finger deep into Kirsten’s tiny pink tunnel.
Kirsten jammed her head down taking my entire cock into her mouth and throat. I didn’t know it was possible for a girl to scream while a hard cock shot sperm almost directly into her stomach, but she managed it. Her gentle fingers closed on my balls almost too hard to be pleasant – almost.
I had given her every drop I had and was even beginning to soften a little before she was done cumming, impaled on Samantha’s squirming finger. Her body shuddered as she instinctively swallowed and swallowed, long after I was done giving her anything to swallow.
Finally, as she gave one last spasm, Samantha pulled her finger from the tiny twat. Almost reluctantly, she released my semi flaccid member though she continued to nuzzle it for a few seconds.
“Thank you, Master, for allowing this slut the opportunity to pleasure you. I hope I have proven myself adequate.”
“Yes, I believe you have. You may now suck Mike’s cock.”
Mike had been watching wide eyed at the spectacle. He had barely noticed that, while Samantha was administering Kirsten’s punishment, Tiffany had peeled off his, and her, clothing. He had noticed, of course, that she had then lowered her tight dripping snatch on his own rigid pole and slowly ridden him through an orgasm of her own, careful to make sure he didn’t cum – but he had never taken his eyes off the little brown beauty while she drained my balls.
Tiffany had, by then, removed herself from Mike’s cock.
“Get over here, slut, and taste your mistress while you pleasure your master.”
Kirsten crawled to Mike and again demonstrated her talents while Tiffany gave her measured swats, reminding her of other vile and arrogant things she had said in the past.
Mike didn’t last long either.
“Did you like the way I taste, slut?” Tiffany asked.
“Yes, mistress.”
“Good, because you will tasting more of that later. But, for now, Mistress Samantha has another job for you.”
The dare was done, but, as far as Kirsten was concerned, that was a million years ago. She was still horny, the four of us were her only chance at release and she had to do exactly what she was told or we would leave.
While Mike had been getting his blowjob, Samantha had joined the rest of us in our state of nakedness and the vision of her perfect body had started to bring my cock back to life. She deftly manipulated me until I was as hard as I had ever been.
Kirsten demurely approached my angel and stood there while she explored every inch of her tight little form. She felt humiliated, but each twinge of humiliation also brought with it a twinge of sexual need and anticipation.
When Samantha was done groping the little Asian honey, she guided her backwards towards me and slowly lowered her down until my cock was poised at the tiny pink slit. The heat from her sex radiated down to warm me all the way to my balls.
“Are you ready to feel your Master inside you?”
“Mistress,” she mewed, her pussy was quivering in anticipation, but her new attitude had become firmly entrenched, “this slut wishes only to please her betters, that is all the pleasure she requires.”
Samantha pushed her slowly down, the steamy, tight snatch squeezed its way down my shaft until I was completely inside the tiny beauty. I had anticipated a tight pussy and I was not disappointed.
As Kirsten’s tight twat milked my rigid cock, Samantha knelt before us and alternated between licking my balls and Kirsten’s clit. It was one of the most erotic sensations I had ever had. Within a few minutes, Kirsten began to shake and shudder, slamming her body down on my throbbing cock again and again screaming with joy. If I hadn’t cum mere minutes before I would never have made it through her orgasm. As it was, I could only survive one more and was pushed over the edge with her third, hosing her twittering cooze with several streams of my sizzling cum.
I sat back, exhausted while I watched them service Mike after Samantha had sucked my cum out of Kirsten, treating her to another orgasm along the way.
Tiffany sat behind Mike, cuddling him against her firm breasts, Kirsten rode his cock with her tits in his face while Samantha tickled his balls.
When he came I thought he was having a heart attack it was so intense.
We didn’t leave for three more hours, though, to be honest, after the first round, the bulk of the time was spent watching the three girls have at it. I’m not sure about Mike, but I know it was hot enough that I joined in for two additional, albeit brief, intrusions before we were done.
Kirsten would be kind, respectful and even friendly to us in public, but in private the sexy little brown fuck machine would be our slave, obedient to our every command and devoted to our sexual gratification. She would feel humiliated, but she would also love it.
Yeah, it was kind of cool.