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Chapter 15 by wit1

Do you make an actual offer?

Not in so many words

His eyes lingered on your breasts as you lifted your glass to your lips. The smile on his lips left no doubt about what he was thinking about. Surprisingly, you felt aroused at the thought of him playing with your titties. Your nipples got hard and started to rub against your bra. That feeling grew stronger as you set down your empty glass on the bar. Your eyes followed the glass. You paused as your gaze settled on the tent that was visible in the crotch of his pants. Your panties felt damp. Your bra felt as if it were straining to hold breasts that had suddenly grown heavy.

“I bet I can make you forget all about that prize.” You told Pete. The words were husky, suggestive as they came out of your mouth.

“Really?!?” Pete sounded incredulous. He grabbed the empty glass and turned to fill it. By the time he filled it, you had slid across the bar and down to the floor out of sight. With one hand holding the glass and the other holding the tapper, there was nothing Pete could do to stop you from unzipping his pants. The mostly erect cock that popped out suggested that he wouldn’t have done anything if he could.

You gently grabbed it with your left hand. It throbbed slightly as you slid your hand towards its base. It seemed to double in size the moment your lips touched its tip. Pete shifted uncomfortably. As your left hand reached in his pants to cup his balls, your right reached up to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants. Once that was done, they slid down about his ankles. His briefs soon joined them.

The sight was overwhelming. You took his entire shaft in your mouth. The musky scent of his manliness was overpowering. You kept one hand on his shaft to aid you in sucking it. You slid the other underneath your top. You reached under your bra and caressed your right nipple. You felt your heart beat faster. You moved up and down his shaft faster. That only made you touch yourself more. You were growing more and more aroused.

After a couple minutes, you had to pause a moment to catch your breath. You looked up at Pete and smiled. His eyes were glued to your chest. He was clearly enjoying the show you were putting on by playing with your tits. His cock was rock hard and glistened from base to glans. He was also clearly enjoying your work. You figure that it won’t take much more to get him to cum. You quickly get back to work.

How do you continue?

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