Well, you brought it into this world.... you should take it out of this world. (-Purity)

Your mind's still pretty cloudy from your orgasm just earlier, and you're not really feeling yourself at the moment. You think that you made him hard, but you can't be sure. Should you double check? You should double check.

"Can I put my hand on the front of your pants?" You ask sneakily.

"NO!"

Blast. You've been foiled. Still, you have to be sure!

Taking a few steps back, you begin running towards Cameron's back. As you reach it, you leap into the air, doing a perfect mid-air somersault and landing in front of him lying down on your belly, facing his crotch. Haha! That had every probability of knocking you out if you were even slightly out of step!

Before he has a chance to spin around again, you reach forward with one hand to take a hold of the small of his back and keep him in place. The other shoots for his pants' front and grab a hold of what is definitely a hard penis through the fabric. Oh no!

"Debbie, w-what are you.... oh...." Cameron's eyes close and he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth as you fish your hand down the front of his pants to gently hold on through his underwear. The pressure that he was applying to the hand on his back from trying to turn has lessened significantly. You're just kind of moving on instinct right now....

"Cameron, I'm so sorry for doing this to you! If you'd like, I can help you get rid of it?" You offer, sticking out your tongue to highlight exactly what you mean. I-it's not like you'd enjoy that.... you've never done anything like that before! It's just that you know that people normally like that, and that it's rude to just leave him like this. S-so you have to do this!

Cameron's eyes tighten in their closed position, and then open back up again. They're a little bit glazed and misty as he stares down into your own big eyes. The pressure on your other hand has completely stopped. You feel like you lie there, hand over his underwear and staring into his eyes, for days on end before Cameron finally opens his wobbling lips and responds.

"B-be careful...." He quietly murmurs. Yay!

With all the confirmation you needed, your hand flies into his underwear and pulls out his stiffened cock. W-woah.... it's, like, longer than a pen! WITH the cap on! And it's wider too. Is this normal? Maybe!

You pull up a little bit to get a better look, so that you're still lying down but your front half is raised a bit off of the ground. The hand behind his back proves useful once again, as it's now helping to stop him from falling over backwards as the back of your finger traces it up and down. You've never seen one this close before.... it's got to be, like, twenty centimetres...

Tentatively, and with a gulp, you reach forward with your extended tongue and gently touch against the base of his dick, slowly running across the tube on its underside and up to the start of the head, which you tickle back and fourth with flicks of your tongue. The way he's shaking in your hands is actually kind of cute! You're not used to making other people cute. And it doesn't taste bad. You thought it'd taste really bad. You have no idea what you're doing, so you're mainly just improvising -- luckily Cameron doesn't seem to mind, as he alternates between staring up at the roof and down at your face. It seems like a choice too complex for how dreary-headed he is right now.

You'll admit, this is actually kind of dirty, just a little bit.... b-but it's not your fault! You had to do this after you made him hard! And that part was completely out of your control!

Still, you're coming back to your senses a bit after the insanely good ohmigod orgasm you had. You still think you should make it up to him, especially now, but you're a bit tentative to actually take him into your mouth fully.

With a few more tongue flicks and swirls across the underside of the head of his dick, eliciting crackling moans from Cameron, you pull back for a second and assess the situation. You must've turned him on a lot, and he can't have been lying about not doing much sex stuff, because as you take him in your hand and gently rub up and down he feels like he's pretty close to bursting. Not close enough for your hand or tongue to finish him off though, and you still don't want to take him into your mouth, so you do some thinking as you continue your gentle handjob.

Your saliva has slicked the underside of the shaft, and each time your fingers run close to the head his entire body shakes in place. As your hand slides back down towards the base of his cock, he moans out a sigh of pleasure. You look up at the rest of him again -- you've been pretty focused on just the one part for a while -- and see that his indecisive eyes have finally found a resting place. That is, staring down the front of your partially unbuttoned shirt through the almost entirely fogged pupils.

That can't be right! Cameron's just as not dirty as you are. Still though, it does give you an idea....

Removing your hand from his dick, you quickly undo one of the buttons midway down your shirt. Almost before it even flops against his belly button, you've taken it back in your hand and started stroking it again. He's really close, shaking and squirming and pulsing underneath you. As your continue your now-faster jerking movements, you rise up slightly and apply more ****. Without your hand at his back anymore, he falls softly onto his back as you rub his dick from your position atop it, straightening it into position all the while... then, quickly, you drop your chest down onto him, and his dick slips through the undone button to be sandwiched between your warm, hefty bosom, all too quickly. Without giving him a moment to adjust, you hug your breasts together to completely engulf his length, and throw your upper body up and down along him, letting you get squeezed and fucked by your prized tits.

Locked in on all sides, by either done-up buttons or your soft body, it's too much for him to handle. Opening his mouth in a silent scream, Cameron's eyes shut and his cock absolutely blasts off into your chest and all over your bra and the inside of your shirt. Once you feel him start, you stop your lifting and falling and just hold him there, massaging at the sides of your boobs with enough **** for him to feel it, to finish him completely. T-there's a lot.... and it's so powerful! Each spurt is like a miniature massage to the part of your chest that it hits, as is the rolling down of the hot and thick mixture as it makes its way down your body and towards your pussy and ruined pants. It doesn't take long for your shirt to be overflowing, all space not taken up by you now filled with his cum. W-woah....

Pulling back and off of him, you plop yourself down on your bum. Phew. That was intense! And every single item of clothing your body is going to need to be washed twice before you wear it again. B-but you did it! You made a man cum! You're feeling pretty good about it too. It's like a wordless compliment!

Cameron still hasn't gotten up from where he's lying, as his softening dick gently swings back and forth across his opened pants. A-actually, no, it's not softening at all....

Still, your work looks like it's done, as you hear tired snores escaping his drowsy visage. W-well... that totally happened. You're- you're still in your room, so if there's anything else you want to do right now....