Dreaming of petite blondes on their webcam!

Interlude 2

Stephani’s face appeared on the camera, giving him quite the sultry look. A small part of Jason seemed to realize he was dreaming, for once, and so he directed his catfishing girlfriend to summon her sister, both of them standing away from the camera far enough that he could see their naked torsos as they embraced, identical perky breasts pressed into identical perky breasts.

He smiled at them, and watched as they caressed one another, hands stroking along flawless pale shoulders, arms, ribs, waist. Then he was watching one sister squeeze her twin’s round ass, causing her to gasp and rise up on her toes. The first twin took advantage of her reaction to kiss and suckle at her neck, leaving behind a subtle hickey, even as she pushed her off balance, allowing her to fall gently onto a large bed, then crawl on top of her, kissing her thighs, belly, and chest as she moved up, then suckling on first one nipple then the other.

Arching again into her sister’s touch gave her sister on top easy access to lick and kiss along the column of her neck before capturing her lips once more, eliciting a groan as her knee pressed in between her legs with a soft squelching sound. Though a very small part of Jason’s brain recognized that there was no microphone on his or Stephani’s webcams.

But that didn’t matter to him when he was watching the sisters really start to grind against one another, whimpering and gasping for his pleasure as he watched, and stroked himself. They maneuvered on the bed until they could scissor their pussies together, their groans turning to heavy moans and panting as they hunched thrust against one another, crying out Jason’s name as they drove each other closer and closer to the edge.

Right when they were about to climax, however, Jason suddenly intervened. Ordering them both to stop and separate. Tears in their eyes, they complied with his instruction, dampness dripping along their thighs as they moved apart, bodies quivering from how close they’d come to orgasm, begging with their eyes to be allowed to finish.

But Jason hadn’t forgiven them yet.

He waited, and let them stew, until they weren’t quite on the edge, and then he instructed the sister who’d been on the top to her knees, and her twin instructed to spank her. It started off soft and hesitant, but by the third smack her sister cried out and the **** rocked her forward an inch. He **** them to keep going until the pale round ass in front of him had turned bright red, and her tears had devolved to sobs, even as her pussy grew soaking wet again, once more dripping down her thighs.

And once more, Jason called them to stop before she could cum. When he ordered them to switch places, this time they obeyed immediately without question. And when the new sister was on her hands and knees, and her spanking began, it was that much quicker for her to start really getting into it.

And again he denied them. And the sister’s wail of despair was all he needed to cum in his chair, only to finally wake up in his bed, panting, and with a mess in his boxers. He groaned, and got up to clean himself off, and change into a new pair of boxers and sweats.

He only vaguely remembered the general feel of his dream, and he was a little bit shaken by how much anger was left over in his waking mind. Ever since he’d gotten the app it seemed his libido had been going a little overboard, and he wondered if it was a result of him simply thinking about girls more because of the app, or if it was having some more direct effect on him. What made him feel most dirty, however, was how those half-remembered images of torment and punishment was still arousing him as he laid back down to return to sleep.