Pulling the used condom out of Emma.

"Peaking Isaac, my perverted boyfriend" Emma shook her head in mock disappointment. "Let's play a game, let's show everyone what you're willing to do for this relationship" Emma smiled with the sweetness of a maiden as she reached out for my hands.

"How?" I asked curiously. Despite the presence of my friends, the monster inside me growled with hunger urging me onward, sensing my release was close to hand. Emma's hands were soft and warm but her anxiety was betrayed by a slight tremor as she pulled me closer into her embrace.

"We can stop if you want“ Her face grew serious as she spoke softly, "Just say red and this will all end"

I nodded quickly. I could feel my heart jumping at the anticipation of the torment Emma was about to inflict upon me.

“If it ever gets too much, or even gets close, you know what to say, right?”

I nodded again fervently, "Red"

“Isaac, this is going to be different and you know it.”

I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. Some of the energy was thankfully left with it. “I know, but I want this to happen.”

Her serious expression broke into a softer one with a smile. “God, you are such a pervert.”

I couldn't help but let out a shaky nervous laugh, "I'm ready."

"Give a girl a hand Isaac?" Emma smiled at me sweetly. Her hands left mine and found the space between her thighs. Her fingers teased at something pink. She was playing with the condom, grasped between her lips. Emma's fingers were rubbing at the rim, pulling at the edge."Pull it out Isaac."

I swallowed the lump building up in my throat. This was warped, perverted, obscene. Was she really asking me to pull it out? The expression on her face demanded action and I suddenly found myself enjoying her warmth, my fingers in between her radiating thighs. I shivered at the sensation despite the heat from her thighs squirming against my hand. The condom was cold, wet and slimy. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand rapt at attention as the temperature of the room seemed to match the coldness of the condom and a shiver ran through my spine. I couldn't help but feel bile rise in my throat as the liquid spilled out onto my fingers.

My stomach sank as my mind caught up with what I was doing, yet my fingers moved of their own accord. The slippery condom was slick and slid off my fingers with difficulty I had not been expecting. Even the warmth of Emma did nothing to assuage my disgust as the wiggling of Emma's thighs caused a fresh spurt of viscous white liquid to escape out, spilling onto my fingers. Her voice was breathless as her hands guided me, urging me onwards. I looked up at her expression. To my surprise she looked as if she was about to fall to pieces as she trembled with need her mound pushing against My mind raced at the sight before me seeing the carnal need in her eyes, than any of her performances. The cold feeling of disgust melted away from the genuine warmth of her twinkling eyes.

"You're so warm" Emma said breathless. "Isaac pull it out of me," she pleaded her hands wrapping around my wrists and guiding my hand against her. She groaned as the tips of my fingers grazed her soft folds and pushed the loose condom back into her. Her fingers closed tightly cinching it down. My heart leapt in my chest in a panic as the condom's rim disappeared into her within threatening to defile her with his essence. In a panic, I summoned my strength and pushed my fingers inside her heat. My fingers struggled for purchase inside of her but somehow I grabbed a hold of it and I tugged on it causing audible squelch. I gasped hearing audible pop as it came free from her pussy.

"Oh fuck," Emma cried out. Her hips shook and her legs quivered from the small motion. In a **** attempt to steady herself, her hand flew up and grabbed at my shoulders.

"Are you alright?" I asked worried as I glanced up to see Emma's face frozen, eyes half rolled up, mouth agape in shock and a light tremor on her lips. I smiled to myself with a confidence I had never felt knowing that I had caused her reaction. Emma smiled and nodded wordlessly. She slowly sank down to her knees, her hands dancing along my bare skin. A wordless connection flowed between us as her hand raised mine to rest above her head. I was holding it with her, betwixt between my fingers.

The condom. I marveled at it. I know I shouldn't have but I did it all the same. This touched Owen's cock. This was inside Emma. This thin material was all that separated Emma from the worst outcome. Despite the earlier leakage, the condom was heavy, swollen and filled almost to the brim with Owen's semen. Free from Emma, it dangled in my hand, gross and warm. Slick and wet. She watched in anticipation, a mischievous smile on her face. I could feel my hands and fingers warming up from the heat of her breath. A heat rose in my loins and a sickening need took hold in me, just as surely as Emma's breath grew ragged. Understanding flowed between us.

"Feed me his cum" She breathed husky.