What Else Is A Bimbo To Do?

''I'm not sure this is a good idea'' He said, grabbing her by the shoulders and pushing her away.

''Well, I think it's a great idea'' Joy said, swatting his arms away and putting her hands on his face, dragging him into a kiss.

''Wait'' Charlie said, still trying to resist and attempting to step back away from her ''What...'' He was cut off by a kiss on his lips, then took another step back ''....About...'' Another kiss on the lips, another step back ''...John?''

''What about him?'' Joy said, shrugging her shoulders

''Won't he have a problem with this?'' Charlie asked

''Heh'' Joy smirked and then turned, shoving Charlie with two hands on the centre of his chest, causing him to stumble back before his heel hit the edge of the couch, making him fall ass first onto it

''Believe me'' Joy said, pulling off her top and throwing it at Charlie ''John won't mind one bit''

Charlie still felt uneasy as she climbed onto the couch on top of him, pushing him into the cushions as she pulled at the neck of his shirt, planting kisses down towards his chest even as he felt her rocking her hips back and forth on his leg, one of her thighs placed right between his own.

In a feat of strength that startled Charlie for just a moment, she ripped his shirt clean down the middle in one movement, exposing his torso so she could kiss her way down further.

Charlie, meanwhile, clearly felt a little like he was just along for the ride, reaching out to run a hand over her shoulder as she worked her way lower and lower. But not much else, as there was no doubt who was in control in this situation.

When she reached his abs, her hands were already at work undoing his belt buckle, making quick work of it before undoing his zipper too and then starting to tug at the waistband of his pants, Charlie lifting himself a little to help her as she brought them down to his ankles, then moved back between his legs, placing one hand around the base of his cock

''Is this for me?'' She asked

''Well, I...'' Charlie wanted to say something in response, but was at a loss for words with how quickly things had escalated.

''Probably best we put your mouth to use for something other than speaking, huh?''

Before he knew what was happening, she had climbed back up the couch and was straddling him again, only this time, instead of kissing him, she grabbed his head and pulled it tight between her boobs, rolling her chest back and forth across his face.

''Oh, yeah'' She moaned

He could feel her wet pussy against his stomach as she rocked back and forth yet again. Her hips were low enough on his body that he could feel her soft ass cheeks sliding against the length of his cock as she did so.

The feel of her ass stroking his cock was proving too much for Charlie, he tried to tell her to slow down or stop, but all he managed to do was make muffled noises against her chest, something which only seemed to encourage her to grab his head tighter as her hips sped up, her pussy smearing juices all across his abs as her spread thighs clenched against his sides.

Despite his best efforts to hold back, Charlie knew what was coming as soon as he felt a twitch at the base of his cock. His hands shot to her hips, grabbing her tight as his cock started to spurt, more than a little of the jizz getting splattered onto her back.

She released her grip on his head, pulling back and looking down at him with a flat expression on her face. Reaching a hand back to scoop up some of the jizz before licking it off her fingers in a nonchalant way.

''Disappointing Charlie'' She said, shifting backwards to sit on the edge of the coffee table in front of him. Placing one hand between her legs before draping one leg over the other, essentially squeezing that hand against her pussy. Her other hand went for the phone that was laying on the coffee table, lazily flicking her thumb across the screen before giving Charlie a frustrated glance

''Sorry, I...'' He was cut off as she turned the hand holding her phone, raising her index finger away from the device enough to make a shushing motion at him.

Charlie started tugging at the edges of his ripped shirt, feeling the sticky juices still smeared on his torso and noticing a sinking feeling in his gut as he felt like he just messed up big time.

What he didn't know, was just what Joy was doing on her phone, because she wasn't satisfied yet and she had a quick way of looking for a solution to that. Text was quickly loaded up on the small screen

''Charlie is trying to maintain his waning erection, not wanting to fail at a chance to fuck the bombshell bimbo in front of him''

She smirked. Now she just needed to decide what to change.