Fast - Get it over with

If you had to wait for Darryl to get you off, you'd probably be here all day, the way it's been going so far. You don't have all day.

With frustration mounting inside you, you decide to just get this over with. Once Mandy is dealt with, you can just go pick up someone at a club. Or maybe Sam will deign to show his gratitude... Fantasizing about what the handsome jock could do to you, especially with a **** in tow, you do your best to give Darryl his blowjob on autopilot, not thinking about it too much.

You bob your head up and down on his shaft while gently sucking on it. At the same time, you use one hand to stroke the exposed parts of his cock and the other to fondle his sack. It's not the best blowjob you've ever given, but it's not like Darryl would know the difference anyway. He is moaning into your pussy, and that at least feels pretty nice. But you will not let yourself be distracted.

As usual, it doesn't take very long before you notice the tell-tale signs of Darryl's onrushing orgasm. {if DarrylKnows = true}he squirms underneath you, grabbing at you with his hands and trying to get his legs in the air for some reason, but he gives up when you draw back from his dick and start pumping him furiously with your hands.{else}His groans intensify, and it's about time, too. You release him from your mouth and start jacking him off.{endif} You angle his cock well away from your face as his orgasm hits. Still, you keep massaging his shaft the entire time. There's nothing to be gained by ruining this for him. As soon as he's spent, though, you get off of him and stand back up.

While Darryl lays on his bed, still panting, you grab his shirt and use it to wipe yourself dry between your legs, and then get your clothes back on. You're fully dressed by the time Darryl opens his eyes and looks at you. "Fine, " he says, cutting off your demand before you get a chance to utter it. "I'll get it." He drags himself out of bed with apparent effort and, still naked and leaking his cum onto the floor, rummages through some boxes on the floor.

He finds the transceiver pretty quickly and gives you instructions on how to use it. "Great! Thanks for the help, Darryl!" "Don't forget," he tells you as you turn to leave, "You need to come back tomorrow, with or without that transceiver!" As if you'd forget. "Yeah, yeah, gotta go, bye!" Without glancing back, you hurry out of Darryl's room and head back home. Time for the next stage of your master plan.

Hint: If you find yourself having trouble in later chapters, maybe try not having Darryl fumble his way into you having this kind of pent up frustration to carry around?