Humiliate him!

Fittie's place was okay in size for a single person. A little hallway leading towards a kitchen with a table for four, a bathroom and a spacious living room with a couch and an easy chair, several cabinets and showcases. Another open door led to a bedroom. The place wasn't cleaned up but not completely messy. Micro scales and several zip bags were clear signs of what he improved his salary with. Jaz led me to the couch and I sat down. Then she opened a cabinet and took some boxes out. „Get us a beer and then you roll a joint for us.” He complied following her orders. The beer was cold, and he started to roll the joint, when Jaz interrupted him. „Stand up. Look at me.” He reluctantly complied, looking at Jaz quizzically. „Strip down. You're gonna serve us naked tonight.” „What?” I looked at him and narrowed my eyes as I made a move to get up. He flinched immediately. „O-Okay. B-But th-then y-you... let me go?” „We'll see.” said Jaz. And so Fittie began to get rid of his clothes. He was probably stronger than me. He stood a little smaller than me but he was in slightly better shape, though he wasn't exactly muscular either. As he stood there he tried to cover his flaccid cock with his hands, being ashamed. Jaz lit the joint and took more than a few hands full of weed which she put in her bag. Fittie watched as the brunette hottie he initially intended to **** was robbing him and he didn't dare to do anything about it.

Jaz stretched out on the couch, kicked her shoes off, took her jacket off, then her shirt. As always she wore no bra. Then she got rid of her trousers. Wearing nothing than a tiny black string, covering her cleanly shaven pussy and revealing her perfect ass, she stretched her slim body and laid rested her head on my lap as she took the joint from me and smoked it. With one hand she took the remote control from the glass table and switched on the big tv. She obviously knew how to use the equipment, went online and opened pornhub. She searched for blowjob videos, found a nice long playlist and hit the play button.

That little minx! She knew, Fittie had wanted a blowjob from her. Not only because he loved blowjobs im general, I mean who doesn't? But also because he never had one from her - the things you can't have... Now she lolled, toking showing off her slim body, her flat stomach, her small tits with her tiny erect nipples and the sweet areolas. Her free hand moved over her smooth skin, her eyes nearly closed. She passed on the joint and as I took the last puffs, she shifted. Now laying on her stomach, she showed some nice side boobs to him, presented her ass and began to unbutton my pants. At this point I already had a half boner. I didn't cum for a few days because I had hoped, Jaz would suck me off before the party and I wanted to give her a good load. But as we all know, that didn't work out as planned. The porno movies on the big screen, the constant moaning, cumming and swallowing didn't help and of course Jaz' sexy body added her part to my growing erection. When I felt her slender finger pulling my cock out and stroking along my shaft, fondling my balls, I could feel my cock growing with every beat of my hart. A lifted my ass briefly. Jaz understood and pulled my trousers down. She laid her head in my lap and I got rid of my shirt, as She put on show for Fittie who was watching the scene still trying to cover up. I saw Jaz from above. Her eyes were fixed on my now fully erect cock. Her one hand stroking it slowly, the other hand on my balls. I was dry, but Jaz went very slowly at it until a drop of pre-cum formed an the tip of my glans. „Hmmmmm, isn't that a nice big cock, Fittie?” She licked her lips in anticipation, taking up the pre-cum with one finger and gently spreading it over my glans. When she was ready, she closed her eyes and licked her fingers clean. Damn that was a sexy sight. That girl could be just as hot, as she could be mean. „Hmmmmm. He tastes so good. I bet you wonder, why I never let your little dicklet near my mouth. It is because I only suck true men, with big hard cocks, Fittie.” She now removed her one hand from my balls and began caressing her small tits. I noticed how she kept eye contact with him as she seductively opened her mouth, just a little bit and began kissing my shaft, slowly making her way to the top. She kissed the side of my glans, glistening with pre-cum and let her tongue out, playing visably with my frenulum. Then she let the whole swollen glans in her mouth and bobbed her head slightly. Her other hand had wandered from her breasts to her string. She was rubbing her clit and moaning on my cock. I couldn't take it any other way, let head fall back and groan in pleasure. „What's up, Fittie?” She had removed my cock from her mouth. „I've never seen your pathetic little prick not standing at full attention when you could gaze upon my nice litlle titties... Something wrong? Last time you almost nutted as soon as I had removed my shirt.” „That's not true”, protested her watching ex. She just chuckled. „Don't you want me? Don't you want to suck this cock, so you can watch, how good he makes me feel? Look how wet it makes me, just to suck him off.” She removed her hand from the piece of cloth covering her pussy. They were glistening wet, a string of her nectar hang between her index and middle finger. „Come here.” Fittie didn't dare to move. „Be a good boy and come here.” Hesitantly he began to move towards her. „Get down on your knees.” He moved the table aside and kneeled down by the couch. Jaz laughed and smeared her fingers across her face. I noticed him licking his lips and taking in her scent. He cleaned face with one hand, the other hand was playing with his dick. I reached out and sensed his arousal. burning hot it was almost as dominant in his mind as was the fear of the faceless black man, the crawling chaos that had invaded his essence. So maybe it had worked indeed. However I didn't go any further because I wanted to keep my remaining strength in case he tried something but he didn't. At least for now he was becoming more and more submissive frightened and irritated.

Jaz now sat positioned herself to sit on my lap, her back showing to me. She took her long, dark brown hair together and laid it over one of her shoulders. Her ass pressed against my stomach. Both of her hands gently stroked my cock which was out of her pussy and in front of her belly. „Ohhh lool, Fittie. Look how deep it would go in if I fucked him right here in front of you. Do you want me to fuck him? Do want to watch as he stretches my tight little pussy, and fills me up?” Fittie was totally entranced now. I thought about draining Jaz to influence him but that wasn't really necessary. I saw him nod ever so slightly and shyly. It was almost cute.

Jaz drew the small patch of fabric aside. She lifted her body and began do tease her entrance with my swollen glans. I grabbed her hips in anticipation but Jaz other plans. Instead of fucking me, she bent my rock hard boner a little bit down and slid her pussy lips along my shaft, smearing it with her juices. „I can't hear you. I want you to say it, Fittie. Look at me and say, I want to watch you fuck him.” I glanced over her shoulder. Fittie was kneeling before us on the floor. He was trying to stroke his dick but it was as limp as a piece of rope. He looked Jaz in the eyes and then he moved his mouth. „Louder. Say it, loser.” „Please fuck him. I want to watch you fuck him.” Jaz smiled. „So you want to watch me fuck a real cock?” „Yes, please fuck him.” „Say it, looser!” „I want to watch you fuck a real cock, Jaz!”

Now she positioned herself on top of my cock, guided it towards her juicy entrance and began to slide down on me. She moaned loudly. „Ohhhh, he's so big, Fittie. He stretches me so good. Uhmmmmm, he. Goes. So. Deep.” She stopped when she still some centimeters to go. „Look Fittie. You were never that deep.” She placed her hands on her stomach, pulling her skin up giving him a good clear view of how my cock entered her tight canal. „And he's not even fully in yet. Ohhh. How good it feels to be fucked by a real man for a change.” Now she continued sliding down on my cock until she had me balls deep. „Ahhhh. So. Fucking. Deep. Yeahss...” She grinded against me. „Right there.” She made a show of it. My cock was big, alright, but it wasn't huge. I was certainly bigger than his limp dick, which he kept stroking. „I bet, you would love to feel a real cock in you too, you little limp-dicked sissy.” Fittie looked at her dazzled. I could sense his conflicting feelings, his irritation. All of his mind, his self wanted to scream „no” in outrage. He still saw himself as a dominant alpha male... But all his body wanted to scream, „yes” with every fiber. He managed to shake his head though which was okay for me. I had no intention of letting go of this tight and juicy teenage pussy.