An innocent question

“You must really like how I taste, don’t you Ollie?” Oliver froze, three inches of flaming pink silicon cock in his mouth, the clear shower curtain instantly betraying him. Tori closed the door behind her, “you know Ollie, if you’re going to play with yourself in the shower of a shared apartment- gotta make sure that doors closed tight” Tori said in a gently mocking tone. Oliver pulled his mouth off the dildo and released his grip off his cock, stammering “look Tori I- uh well I saw the dil- I’m not, I mean its not what it looks.” Tori ignored Oliver’s lame excuses and stepped closer, pulling the curtain fully back, getting splashed with errant drops from the shower.

Dressed in a stylish romper with her orange hair pulled back, light touches of eyeshadow accentuating her lashes and piercing green eyes- Tori was gorgeous. “Ollie Ollie Oxen Free, sucking cock for me to see” she whispered in a sing song rhyme, reaching a hand forward to touch Oliver’s chest. “Ollie Ollie oxen free, a little slut who needs release” she slid her hand down to his cock.

Oliver gulped, completely unsure of what to do in this situation. He opened his mouth as if to speak but no words came out, just a strangled whimper as Tori’s thumb started rubbing the tip of his cock. “Aaron had to go and make a last minute drop off for a client that couldn’t wait you see” Tori purred as she increased the pressure of her grip. “Depriving me of a desperately needed orgasm- “her full hand enveloped Oliver’s cock and began slowly jerking him off. Oliver hadn’t moved an inch, his confusion and arousal waging a fierce battle in his mind.

“Did you know that Aaron and I are in an open relationship, Ollie? We’re both bisexual sluts, don’t get me wrong he fucks like a donkey, but we decided forever ago that monogamy was for squares.” Tori dropped her other hand down to cup Oliver’s balls.

Oliver was transfixed by Tori’s emerald eyes, her gaze peering into the depths of his soul. The panic of the door opening had spoiled his orgasm but under Tori’s expert hands he was hard enough to cut diamond.

“Shall we make a little wager Ollie? I was coming in here to use that dildo myself, but you so rudely borrowed it without even asking” Tori released his shaft and brought her fingers to Oliver’s mouth. Pinching a strand of pre-cum between her thumb and index fingers, she brushed the salty pre tenderly across Oliver’s lips, letting him taste himself. “I’m going to take off my clothes and start touching myself Oliver and I want you to watch- we’re going to have a bit of a race. If I cum first, then you can finish all over my face and I’ll lick you clean.” Oliver’s eyes widened in shock as Tori continued “but if you lose Ollie, you’re going to cum in your hand and I’m going to watch you eat your own cum.” Still unable to form words, Oliver nodded in assent, opening his mouth to ask a question. The words never formed though, as two of Tori’s fingers were forcefully shoved into his mouth “I wasn’t finished Ollie- there’s one condition on this little game. If you want to play, you’re going to stick that dildo lower on the wall and fuck yourself in the ass with it while you jack yourself off. If I didn’t get fucked this morning, I may as well watch you.”

Fuck I might as well, I was already sucking this thing, and if I shove it up my ass and let Tori finish me off who knows what else might happen in the future? Oliver knew there was only one choice to make. He truly had never even entertained the idea of being sodomized, let alone in circumstances like this. Oliver’s hand swung up and tugged the dildo off the wall, giving it a little lick as he matched Tori’s stare “You’re on Victoria.”