Wicked Beat
Page 58
Jace shook his head as he inspected his handiwork. “Damn, I miss Aggie.” He let himself out of the room.
Eric glanced behind his back at Rebekah. “What did he give you?”
She moved to stand beside him and leaned against his side. “Things for punishing naughty boys.”
He felt something against his ass. “What?”
With one motion, she filled his ass with something hard and cold and just thick enough to keep him aware of its possession.
She massaged the plug she’d inserted in his ass until he squirmed, and his c**k was as hard as granite.
“You like that, don’t you? Admit it. It feels good to have that inside.”
“Yeah. I like it.”
She stepped behind him, her skirt brushing against his restrained hands. She slid a c**k ring in place, moving it all the way to the base of his erection and then fastened some leather harness around his balls and connected it to the c**k ring.
She stroked his c**k until it was so swollen it ached. The butt plug, the harness around his nuts, and the c**k ring took him to that instant right before climax and held him there. He groaned in torment.
Rebekah crawled onto the bed in front of him. She stretched out on her back and spread her legs. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see under her skirt, and when he bent slightly to catch a glimpse, his restraints had him straightening in an instant. Still fully clothed, if you considered her revealing outfit clothes, Rebekah massaged both br**sts.
Her hand slid down her belly and under her skirt. She rubbed her clit through her panties. The sound of her juicy pu**y begging to be filled made Eric’s c**k throb painfully. Her hand disappeared into her panties, and he knew she was sliding her fingers into her body, but his view was obstructed.
“Show me, Rebekah,” he pleaded. “I want to see.”
“Do you want to see my fingers sliding in and out of my slick pu**y?”
“Yes.”
“They feel good in there,” she whispered, her panties moving with the movement of her hand. “I’m so turned on by my naughty boy that I think I might come soon.”
“I wanna see when you come.”
“Oh, I’m so wet and swollen and hot, Eric. You make me that way.”
“Take your panties off,” he requested. This was driving him crazy.
“I’m gonna come,” she gasped. “Oh. Oh.”
She shuddered hard, her body writhing across the mattress, and he couldn’t see a damned thing. “Rebekah,” he gasped. He understood now why she’d restrained him. She wanted to torture him until he died from lack of gratification.
“I want your c**k inside me,” she said. She moved to her hands and knees and backed up to the end of the bed where he stood. She tugged her panties to one side and rocked backward, seeking his cock. He watched in torturous bliss as she missed continually. The fact that he couldn’t do anything but watch and wait for her to find him drove him to distraction. She didn’t seem to improve her aim at all. She kept bumping her hot slit against his oversensitized c**k head, not letting him sink into her body.
“I can’t take much more of this,” he growled.
He slid into her an inch. He gasped, his head dropping back in bliss. She rocked back and forth, taking him shallow. He wanted to plunge forward, but couldn’t without risking injury, so he had to stand still and let her have her way. His balance was already compromised by the restraints, and the movement of the bus as it climbed a hill put him in further jeopardy of falling.
She crawled forward after a moment and turned around. “I bet I taste good,” she said. “What do you think?”
“I know you taste good.”
She sucked her cum off the head of his cock. He could feel the beginning pulsations of orgasm at the base of his dick, but he couldn’t attain the release he so desperately needed.
“You’re right. I do taste good,” she said. “Would you like to watch me eat out another girl?”
He thought about his answer carefully, because he, like most any guy, had fantasized about watching two sexy girls get it on. But he, unlike most guys, had witnessed it more times than he could count. He’d loved the experience every time but had no desire to see Rebekah’s sweet mouth on anyone but him. Not even another girl. “No,” he said after a moment.
She seemed surprised by his answer. “I thought that would be your ultimate fantasy.”
“You and me alone. That’s my ultimate fantasy.”
She smiled. “Oh, naughty boy, when you say things like that, I want to f**k you even more.”
“Have I been punished enough?” he asked breathlessly.
“No.”
She peeled her panties off and spread out before him on her back again. This time he could watch her fingers rub her clit and disappear inside her silky pu**y over and over and over again. It took her forever to come, and when she finally did, he figured she’d let him off the hook. Nope. She kept right on pleasing herself as if he didn’t exist, and his needs didn’t matter.
“Rebekah!”
She lifted her head. “What?”
“Can I come now?”
She glanced at his c**k and licked her lips. “Damn, you’re swollen,” she said, “but no, not yet.”
She retrieved one of her vibrators from the side table drawer. When she plunged it inside her pu**y, Eric’s entire body went taut. “This is too cruel,” he muttered.
“You didn’t think punishment would be fun, did you?”
“Yeah, actually.”
“So this isn’t turning you on? I thought you liked to watch.”
“Yes, it does, and I do, but I’d rather participate.”
“I don’t remember reading that in your essay.”
“I don’t remember writing anything about restraints and butt plugs and c**k rings either.”
“That’s true. Okay, I’ll remove one thing. You choose.”
“Arm restraints. My shoulders are starting to ache.”
He breathed a sigh of relief when she climbed from the bed and started unfastening the restraint on his left arm. His shoulders weren’t really aching, but if his arms were free, he could put an end to this ceaseless torment. When his arm came free, he resisted the urge to grab her. She surprised him by removing his other wrist cuff and then squatting down to free his ankles too.
“Why are you releasing me?” he asked as the last restraint fell free.
“Because your naughty teacher can’t wait any longer. She wants you to f**k her now.”
Eric glanced behind his back at Rebekah. “What did he give you?”
She moved to stand beside him and leaned against his side. “Things for punishing naughty boys.”
He felt something against his ass. “What?”
With one motion, she filled his ass with something hard and cold and just thick enough to keep him aware of its possession.
She massaged the plug she’d inserted in his ass until he squirmed, and his c**k was as hard as granite.
“You like that, don’t you? Admit it. It feels good to have that inside.”
“Yeah. I like it.”
She stepped behind him, her skirt brushing against his restrained hands. She slid a c**k ring in place, moving it all the way to the base of his erection and then fastened some leather harness around his balls and connected it to the c**k ring.
She stroked his c**k until it was so swollen it ached. The butt plug, the harness around his nuts, and the c**k ring took him to that instant right before climax and held him there. He groaned in torment.
Rebekah crawled onto the bed in front of him. She stretched out on her back and spread her legs. Unfortunately, he couldn’t see under her skirt, and when he bent slightly to catch a glimpse, his restraints had him straightening in an instant. Still fully clothed, if you considered her revealing outfit clothes, Rebekah massaged both br**sts.
Her hand slid down her belly and under her skirt. She rubbed her clit through her panties. The sound of her juicy pu**y begging to be filled made Eric’s c**k throb painfully. Her hand disappeared into her panties, and he knew she was sliding her fingers into her body, but his view was obstructed.
“Show me, Rebekah,” he pleaded. “I want to see.”
“Do you want to see my fingers sliding in and out of my slick pu**y?”
“Yes.”
“They feel good in there,” she whispered, her panties moving with the movement of her hand. “I’m so turned on by my naughty boy that I think I might come soon.”
“I wanna see when you come.”
“Oh, I’m so wet and swollen and hot, Eric. You make me that way.”
“Take your panties off,” he requested. This was driving him crazy.
“I’m gonna come,” she gasped. “Oh. Oh.”
She shuddered hard, her body writhing across the mattress, and he couldn’t see a damned thing. “Rebekah,” he gasped. He understood now why she’d restrained him. She wanted to torture him until he died from lack of gratification.
“I want your c**k inside me,” she said. She moved to her hands and knees and backed up to the end of the bed where he stood. She tugged her panties to one side and rocked backward, seeking his cock. He watched in torturous bliss as she missed continually. The fact that he couldn’t do anything but watch and wait for her to find him drove him to distraction. She didn’t seem to improve her aim at all. She kept bumping her hot slit against his oversensitized c**k head, not letting him sink into her body.
“I can’t take much more of this,” he growled.
He slid into her an inch. He gasped, his head dropping back in bliss. She rocked back and forth, taking him shallow. He wanted to plunge forward, but couldn’t without risking injury, so he had to stand still and let her have her way. His balance was already compromised by the restraints, and the movement of the bus as it climbed a hill put him in further jeopardy of falling.
She crawled forward after a moment and turned around. “I bet I taste good,” she said. “What do you think?”
“I know you taste good.”
She sucked her cum off the head of his cock. He could feel the beginning pulsations of orgasm at the base of his dick, but he couldn’t attain the release he so desperately needed.
“You’re right. I do taste good,” she said. “Would you like to watch me eat out another girl?”
He thought about his answer carefully, because he, like most any guy, had fantasized about watching two sexy girls get it on. But he, unlike most guys, had witnessed it more times than he could count. He’d loved the experience every time but had no desire to see Rebekah’s sweet mouth on anyone but him. Not even another girl. “No,” he said after a moment.
She seemed surprised by his answer. “I thought that would be your ultimate fantasy.”
“You and me alone. That’s my ultimate fantasy.”
She smiled. “Oh, naughty boy, when you say things like that, I want to f**k you even more.”
“Have I been punished enough?” he asked breathlessly.
“No.”
She peeled her panties off and spread out before him on her back again. This time he could watch her fingers rub her clit and disappear inside her silky pu**y over and over and over again. It took her forever to come, and when she finally did, he figured she’d let him off the hook. Nope. She kept right on pleasing herself as if he didn’t exist, and his needs didn’t matter.
“Rebekah!”
She lifted her head. “What?”
“Can I come now?”
She glanced at his c**k and licked her lips. “Damn, you’re swollen,” she said, “but no, not yet.”
She retrieved one of her vibrators from the side table drawer. When she plunged it inside her pu**y, Eric’s entire body went taut. “This is too cruel,” he muttered.
“You didn’t think punishment would be fun, did you?”
“Yeah, actually.”
“So this isn’t turning you on? I thought you liked to watch.”
“Yes, it does, and I do, but I’d rather participate.”
“I don’t remember reading that in your essay.”
“I don’t remember writing anything about restraints and butt plugs and c**k rings either.”
“That’s true. Okay, I’ll remove one thing. You choose.”
“Arm restraints. My shoulders are starting to ache.”
He breathed a sigh of relief when she climbed from the bed and started unfastening the restraint on his left arm. His shoulders weren’t really aching, but if his arms were free, he could put an end to this ceaseless torment. When his arm came free, he resisted the urge to grab her. She surprised him by removing his other wrist cuff and then squatting down to free his ankles too.
“Why are you releasing me?” he asked as the last restraint fell free.
“Because your naughty teacher can’t wait any longer. She wants you to f**k her now.”
