Resist...

Not yet.

You continue to stare at Hazel’s mouth, at her plump little teen lips, the glimpses of pink tongue as she talks. You think you can get a bit harder if you just stroke yourself a bit more, and you want this to be something special.

It’s not every day you get to break in a cute, petite teenager. Actually, never mind, you could do that literally every day forever back in BJU, but this one might actually fight back for real. Does that excite you even more? Your cock seems to think so, twitching and dribbling more precum onto your fist as you imagine holding her down. Ripping off her clothes. Pulling apart her lips with your thumbs. Gagging her and plundering her throat.

“-the experience despite, like, not being super into… Mr. David? Are you okay?”

Oh, shit. She's been talking.

“It’s Davidson. Sorry, I was just thinking about how cute you are… (and how good it’s going to feel to face fuck the shit out of you whilst you gasp for air),” you mutter.

“Hmm?” Hazel tilts her head, placing a finger on her pursed lips, fluttering her eyes in a well practiced seduction. “I didn’t, like, catch that last part- wait, your name is David Davidson?”

“Yeah, and my middle name is Dave. Don’t worry about it.”

God, she’s so fucking hot. You want to break her.

“I bet you suck cock real good, don’t you?” You’re too horny now and forego any pretense. “Gonna wrap those little dick sucking lips around my cock, gag on my shaft?” You pump harder.

Hazel just giggles like an infatuated schoolgirl whilst Kristi purses her lips and stares daggers at the both of you, fully aware of what comes next. Except you confuse her by restraining yourself, pumping your cock to even greater turgidity under the table as you imagine violating her little sister right in front of her. Bet she’d cry watching it happen. That turns you on, too.

Fucking whores, the both of them. Denying you all the wet holes in Lesbian Universe. Actually, bet she planned this whole fucking thing from the start, just to fuck with you. Fucking bitch.

You grit your teeth, pumping your cock in a death grip, getting lost in angry lust as Kristi starts to look worried and Hazel even more adorably confused. The table wobbles as your cock head presses against the underside of the table, and a faint dripping can be heard as a small puddle of precum pools between your feet.