Bargain with Derek—offer to suck his cock instead if he leaves your pussy alone

Evan's Bedroom, Blackwood Family Home, Suburban Ohio, at 7:35 AM on Saturday June 15th, 2024 Day 1.

Your heart is slamming against your ribs as Derek's fingers hook into those tiny vinyl shorts, tugging them down over the curve of your hips. Panic floods through you—sharp, desperate—and the words tumble out before you can stop them.

"Wait—wait, please!" you gasp, pressing your hands against his broad chest. Your palms feel how hard his pecs are, how warm his skin is, and your body throbs in response, but you force yourself to focus. "I'll—I'll suck your cock instead. Okay? Just... just leave my pussy alone. Please, Derek."

He pauses, those dark eyes flicking between your face and the soaked vinyl shorts he's peeling off you. A slow, wolfish grin spreads across his handsome face. "Instead? Shit, baby, you don't have to bargain for what I was gonna let you do anyway." He leans back, sitting on his heels between your spread thighs, and shoves his sweatpants down. His cock springs free—thick, veiny, and absolutely massive, slapping against his toned stomach. It's at least eight inches of hard, pulsing meat, the fat head already glistening with precum, his heavy balls hanging low and swollen beneath. "Go ahead. Show me what you got."

You scramble to sit up, your massive tits bouncing in that mesh top, and wrap your fingers around his shaft. It's so thick your hand can barely close around it, burning hot and throbbing in your grip. You've never done this before—Evan had never even seen a real dick up close, let alone tried to suck one. Your glossy lips part and you lean forward, tongue darting out to lick the precum from his tip. The taste is salty, musky, overwhelmingly male, and your pussy clenches hard in response.

You take the head into your mouth, stretching those plump lips wide around his girth, and suck awkwardly. Your technique is terrible—you're going too fast, using too much teeth, not enough tongue, gagging when you try to take him deeper than a few inches. Drool spills down your chin, your eyes watering as his cock hits the back of your throat.

Derek laughs. Not a kind laugh—a mocking one. His hand grabs a fistful of your purple-streaked hair and tilts your head back so you're looking up at him with those big dark eyes, his cock still stuffed between your lips. "Holy shit," he chuckles, "you're a fucking virgin, aren't you? You've never sucked a dick before?" He shakes his head in disbelief, his hips bucking forward slightly, pushing another inch into your mouth. You gag hard, tears streaming down your cheeks. "My little brother's girl is a goddamn cocksucking virgin. That's hilarious."

His free hand reaches down and cups your left tit through the mesh, squeezing roughly, thumb flicking your hard nipple. "Open wider, slut. Relax your throat. You're scraping me with your teeth." He pushes your head down, forcing more of his thick shaft past your lips. You can feel every vein, every ridge of his cock filling your mouth, stretching your jaw wide. Your tongue flattens instinctively and he groans.

"There you go. Better." His grip tightens in your hair. "But you know what? A shitty blowjob just makes me wanna fuck that tight little cunt even more. You're gonna feel so good wrapped around my cock, baby. All wet and ready for me." His other hand slides down your stomach, fingers tracing along the waistband of those vinyl shorts that are still bunched around your thighs. "Tell you what—you keep sucking and I'll think about it. But these shorts are coming off either way."

He yanks them down to your knees, exposing your bare, glistening pussy—puffy pink lips swollen with arousal, slick with your juices, your clit throbbing visibly. The cool air hits your wet cunt and you shudder, moaning around his cock.