Christina’s Plan in Action: Almost Fucking Christina

You lead Christina back to your room, feeling confident about how this is going to play out. She maintains her cool, haughty demeanor all the way until your door slams shut.

“Oh, did you see that look on Annalise’s face?” Christina laughs, giving you the sharpest look of vindictive glee that you’ve ever seen. “That was purrr-fec-tion! The best thing that I’ve ever seen. Seriously!”

She grabs your arm and twirls in a circle, cackling like a madwoman. You watch her with amusement as she spins around again and again, her red lingerie fast becoming a red blur, her long black hair flying in a circle around her, until she’s well and truly dizzied herself. Christina staggers like a drunk, still giggling, and then flops onto your bed.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to do that to her,” she mutters, spreading her arms and legs wide on your bed. “Every single guy that I’ve wanted to hook-up with. Every one of them! She always steals them away from me! So fuck her! Fuck Annalise and her stupid sluttiness! Oh… that was soo good!”

Snuggled like this against your sheets, this Asian beauty is a strange mix of seductive and adorable, even as her words stand in contrast to the way she stares up at you.

“You gave her a taste of her own medicine,” you say, sidling up to the edge of your bed. “I’d say it was a just punishment.”

Christina bats her lashes at you, nodding eagerly at your words.

“C’mere,” she says, grabbing your hand. She pulls you back onto your bed and you collapse atop her. “It’s time for you to get some.”

Your hungry mouths find each other a second later. She kisses you hard, instantly going for tongue. You match her, tongues battling, drinking her in. The two of you battle it out on the bed, your legs straddling her nubile body, your lips locked against hers. The make out is aggressive as she paws at your chest, still bare—you didn’t dress yourself again after fucking Annalise, why would you—with her back arched upwards to press her hips against yours. It’s clear what she wants.

Your cock is stiff at attention, and if the rapidly darkening spot on your sheets are any indication, Christina is dripping wet right now. You grab her red thong and pull it off with a flourish, a hand of yours pressing against the heat down there. Yep, definitely wet.

“Not inside,” Christina gasps as she feels your cock brush against her. “Just… just keep it outside.”

You grunt in frustration, looking up into her dark eyes, your cock sawing across the exterior of her pussy, those folds so tempting to plunge into.

“Are you serious?” you ask her. “After all I did for you?”

“Ungh… you fucked Annalise,” she mutters, unable to tear her eyes away from your massive cock sliding between her thighs. “You’re going to tell me that was a massive sacrifice?”

“No, but still, I had to work hard for that…”

Your trail away while you lean down and suckle on one of her pert tits, individual words lost in the muffle of her breasts. Christina gasps, her legs tightening around your body, and you push across her pussy with renewed energy, the outercourse feeling fucking great.

“Did you really?” Christina asks, as you finally lift your head from her tit. “Was it really that hard to get her to sleep with you?”

“Erm… no,” you admit sheepishly. “I didn’t have to do all that much to fuck her.”

Especially compared to some of the other girls that I’m trying to get with, you leave unspoken. Best not to mention that while you’re grinding against her, the trail of precum across her lower belly a sure sign of how aroused you are.

“You should know that I’m not as slutty as she is,” Christina says. “That’s why Annalise kept stealing guys away from me. It’s also why I won’t just put out the second a guy does a favor for me.” She pauses, looking down at you skin-fucking her, your cock long pressed up against her pussy. Your desire for more is clear.

Christina smiles, reaching down and grabbing your still semi-stiff cock, giving it a few tender strokes. “That said, I do appreciate all that you’ve done for me.”

She puckers her mouth, sidling down to your waistline. You abruptly sit up, liking where this is going, and struggle to keep quiet as she envelopes your cock in her hot little mouth. With a swirl of her tongue and the suction of her lips, she brings your raging erection to a fresh hardness that could pierce steel. Then, down she goes, bobbing her head across your cock with a vigor that surprises you. She goes fast, frenzied, her mouth working wonders.

“Damn, you’re blowing my mind,” you moan, the image of this dark-haired babe bent over your cock, her mouth squeezing your shaft, sending your hormones into overdrive.

“I’m blowing your cock,” she laughs.

Then, she’s back down again, getting a full mouthful of your member. She spits and she gags, giving you the VIP treatment. You lean back, breathing out, enjoying the view as Christina continues to give her neck a proper workout. The wetness of her mouth and the way her tongue dapples across your stiff member makes you gasp. You’re so damn close.

“Fuck, just a bit more, and—”

There it goes as she fits the entirety of your rod down her mouth, your tip pressing into her throat. You erupt and Christina sucks greedily, her hair falling all over her face, just barely masking the erotic sight, enough that as you buck your hips with the wave of pleasure, you briefly lose your mind with her working your shaft. You keep cumming, thick ropes of the stuff built up over all these minutes culminating in a massive cumshot that she drinks down. And then you are finished, and you slump down on your bed next to Christina, who gives your hair a quick ruffle.

“You tell everyone that I was the better fuck,” she says, giving you a sweet smile. “Tell them that Annalise is much more of a loose woman than me.”

“You better let me fuck you then,” you say woozily, still getting your bearings. “That was the deal, after all.”

“Oh, it’ll be soon, Alex,” Christina smiles.

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