Make Liz touch your cock

Your boxers are beginning to feel unbareably tight, almost as if your cock might tear through them as it grows rock solid. "Actually Liz," you start gesturing toward your cock, "I'm really horny too...I think you and I should fool around a bit."

Her eyes follow your hand as you point to your massive bulge. Her attention lingers as her hand goes further down her patch of hair toward yer lips. "Well, I wasn't that horny anymore but I can definitely go again...especially for one that big," she says, trailing off near the end as her hand works her pussy a little more.

You look down for the first time this morning and are immediately caught off guard by the size of the tent your manhood has pitched. You know for a fact it wasn't that big when you were jacking off last night. You vaguely remember the dream saying something about extra gifts...this must be one of them, you realize.

"Come take it out," you order her.

"You know John, normally a man telling me what to do results in me walking out on him. You are so lucky I really want to see that hammer in your shorts." She warns you. From what Liz has told you about her sex life, she never gives up control during sex with a man or woman. She always made sure she was the dominant one, and even if she was on bottom, she had trouble getting off unless she felt like she had at least some control of the situation. And the toys that she would sometimes show you after she bought them, along with the excited explanations for them, definitely confirmed that she saw herself as a dom. Having never been dominated by a woman, you've always wondered what it would be like to give yourself to Liz's control for a night.

She steps in close to you and smiles a bit, not taking her eyes off of your cock. Your hand moves up to grab her breast, touching Liz's body beyond just a hug for the first time in the seven years you've known her. The hint of a fruity scent enters your nose, suggesting with the barely damp ends of her hair that she must've showered before you woke up.

Her breaths become deeper as you massage her breast, her hands arriving at the front of your boxers. She pulls them down, your rigid shaft **** downward as your waistband slowly exposes it, causing it to pop back up once it's free. The expression on Liz's face immediately becomes one of shock.

"Holy shit John, seriously?" She exlaims at the size of your throbbing cock. Slowly wrapping her long fingers around it, stroking you with a what seems like a little trepidation, she continues. "You've been lugging this around in your pants the whole time you've known me and you never told me? Damn..."

She gives you enough of a push on your chest to signal that she wants you to sit. As you sit she drops to her knees and kneels upright, the fingers of one hand encircling your base and stroking slowly, the middle finger of her other hand dipping between her pussy lips. You watch the look of genuine delight on her face as her eyes travel up and down your length. "Mother fucker..." she says to herself.

"You like it?" You ask her, becoming even more turned on feeling her loose grip becomes a little tighter as she strokes.

She slaps your leg before quickly putting her hand back on your cock, squeezing it tighter and stroking it more quickly this time. "Dude, if I had known you were hiding this, I would've fucked you a long time ago. I can't even wrap my fingers all the way around it... Maria has GOT to be missing this."

Liz's stroking has you breathing more heavily as she brings up your ex girlfriend who broke up with a few months before. An image of that girl's round tan ass bouncing up and down on your cock pops into your head, but interrupted by the feeling of Liz stroking you even faster, causing you to moan a loud "ffuuuuuck..."

You don't remember handjobs ever feeling this good...you're not sure if the extra sensation is another one of the gifts from the voice, if you're riding off the high of having your cock touched by Liz after fantasizing about her all these years, or if her hand just feels that good. Maybe it's a combination of the three, all you know is how good it feels and how turned on you are at the sight of Liz jacking you off while she finger fucks her pussy.

Just when things are starting to get really good though, Liz takes her hand off of your cock and brings it to her breast, giving it a squeeze and letting out a whimper as she forcefully pinches her own nipple. "Jack it for me.." she tells you.

"Wait..what?" The command catches you off guard, surprising you because all of this is only happening because you willed this situation. You realize you had only ordered her to touch your cock, but she must still have free agency as long as she's obeying that specific command.

Liz gets up and sits on the opposite end of the couch, leaning her back against the arm and opening her legs toward you, showing you her perfect pussy, perfectly pink with small lips and that neatly trimmed hair sitting just above it. She begins to moan as her hands both quickly find her pussy as one hand continues it's work fingering her hole, the other massaging her clit in firm circles as she looks back and forth between you and your prick.

"I like - ah..watching guys..nnn...get..off.." she says between moans and increasingly longing breaths. "I like.. to cummm...watching men.. beat it for me...Jack it for me, John."

Your hand finds its way to your cock, making you realize just how much bigger it is this morning. Though she'd never beg for it, you can almost see pleading in her eyes telling you how badly she wants to see you stroke. And yet, you're the one here with the ability to make other people do whatever you want. Then again, you've always wanted to try subbing yourself to Liz. So what do you do? Do you give the girl what she wants, fuck her right here and now, or do you make her dominate you?