Blow Job

That evening, I sat in my bedroom and waited. About a quarter to six, Ashley entered her bedroom. She wore a blue pin-striped skirt and matching blazer over a white blouse. She stared towards the window. I wondered if she was thinking about sucking my cock. She stripped out of her clothes down to her white lace panties and matching bra. She looked at herself in the mirror for a moment. She then took off the bra and massaged her tits for a few seconds. She put on a tight pair of faded jeans and a tight pink v-neck t-shirt. She teased her hair up and bit then touched up her lipstick. She looked at herself in the mirror again and smiled.

I turned the machine on: "Ashley, you really need to suck Jackson's cock. You'll do anything to do it. If you suck his cock, it'll really turn you on and make you cum. If he cums in your mouth or on your face, you will have an incredible orgasm. You don't want Jackson to tell anyone you sucked him off and offer him anything if he promises not to. Obeying Jackson turns you on. You don't know why you need to suck him off and obey him, but it turns you on so much, it does not matter. Understand?"

Ashley nodded, and I turned off the machine.

Ashley put on a pair of high heels and left her bedroom. I smiled and went downstairs.

I waited and heard the doorbell ring. I went and opened the door. "Yes?" I asked curtly.

"Um, Jackson, can I come in?"

"Um, why?"

This seemed to catch her off guard a bit. "Well, I want to talk to you about...um...well, the neighborhood and town. You know I need to know...some fun things to do here."

"Sure, come in," I said as if not interested.

Ashley came in and followed me to the living room. I sat in a recliner, and she sat on the couch.

"Well, my friends and I enjoy paintball and volleyball," I said, "do you like those?"

"Well, I haven't tried paintball, and haven't played volleyball since high school. She licked her lips and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

I played it cool and looked at my fingernails. "Well, there's a bowling alley a mile or so away, a go cart track. What do you like to do for fun?" I looked up at her and yawned.

She seemed a bit hurt. "Well, I like to...Oh fuck it! Jackson, I need to suck your cock!"

"What? Really?"

Ashley got up and came over to me. She grabbed my head and went to kiss me, but I pushed her away.

"Is this some type of joke?

"No, please, I don't know why, but I really need to suck your cock."

"Fine, then you'll have to earn it. What are you willing to do?"

"Anything!" she gushed.

I smiled.