Maybe just a little tease...

I send him back a selfie, still showing my cleavage but I bite my lip and try to look as seductive as possible with light bedroom eyes.

"God... That sure looks like a monster." I send back.

I leave out the part of me saving that photo and cumming to it, and wait for his response impatiently.

"Oh? Well just imagine how much you'd probably like it in person."

I pause and can feel myself shaking more, I feel myself getting more excited and I can't stop thinking such naughty things. I shouldn't be doing this, not at all. But I haven't felt this excited in a long while.

But I shouldn't go through with it, I should just continue with light teases and nothing more.

"Well then who would be here to make sure my bf doesn't vomit all over the floor when he wakes up?"

I hear groaning coming from behind my and realize Deacon must be awake. I quickly put my phone into my leggings pocket and rush to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and a couple pills of pain reliever.

I enter the room to see him starting to sit up, rubbing the side of his head and groaning miserably. I give him the pills and he swallows them with the water.

"Ugh..." he groans out, "how... What's up, babe...?"

His words are barely understandable mumbling, but I gently rub his head and lean him back down.

"Nothing, baby. Now just lay back down and sleep, okay?"

I feel his hand grab mine gently.

"I'm sorry about the fight..." He mumbles out.

"I know, I know. Now sleep." I nod and rub his forehead, continuing to do so until he falls asleep again.

I sigh and take out my phone, tapping the notification and feeling my heart beginning to beat faster and faster.

"He can do that himself while you're over here sucking my dick, can't he?"

The message had an image attatched to it. An image again of just his bulge through his shorts, but he had a hand gripping it to show off the exact shape of it. It looked so thick... So heavy...

Deacon had a perfectly fine average size dick but this thing... It looked absolutely inhuman. Were I the same girl I was back in high school I wouldn't hesitate to hop on top of that dick but I should show some resistance, right?

I find myself lost in these thoughts, but upon seeing the message I sent it seems another part of me had a completely different idea.

"He probably can. How fast could you even get here to pick me up, then ;)"

I close my phone and try to calm myself down. Taking deep breaths I manage to get myself to breath normally and my heart starts beating slower.

I open my phone again and everything goes back to the way it was when I see his reply.

"I'm on my way. I'll be there in 5 ;) Get ready for me"

The next five minutes are absolute **** for me as I go back and forth in the living room. This entire situation has gotten completely out of control. This was meant to be nothing more than a little teasing, and now it's come to this.

I hear a car honk once in the driveway and I feel like I'm put under a spell. Every single rational part of my brain is yelling for me to not do this, but I just WANT to do this. So I check myself in the mirror. Crop top, leggings, shoes, perfect. I then glance at the bathroom, and decide to enter.

I pull out my makeup bag from the drawer and begin applying lipstick, making sure its the type that'll smear.

I take a deep breath and walk outside, seeing my boyfriend's handsome friend sitting in his car waving at me. I take one look back before entering, and he begins driving off.

We have small chatter, talking more about normal mundane things. It surprised me given the nature of what we were doing, and I couldnt help but take my eyes of his cock, which I could already see through his shorts even right now.

"Heh, I take it you REALLY like it then?" His voice snaps me from my trance and I can do nothing but nod slowly.

"Well then get a closer look, then." He grabs my shoulder and gently pulls me closer to him. I offer no resistence, even undoing my seatbelt to get even closer as he pulls my head closer to his lap.

Then I can feel it, a hard, thick, monstrous cock under his shorts. I can feel it throbbing at my touch and I can feel myself getting wet again.

I can even feel my mouth beginning to drool slightly, and I shock myself as I give his cock a small, light kiss on the tip.

I hear him moan softly as I do, and he lets go of my head to keep driving. It's midday so it takes us a while to get somewhere discreet where nobody will discover us easily.

Once we do he stops the car and unbuckles his seat belt and everything stops. I look up to him and I meet his gaze.

"Well? Go on."

He gently tugs his shorts down, all the way down to his underwear and I can make out the thickness of his cock even more. It looks fucking huge, and it makes me want it even more.

I bite my lip again as I wonder if I really CAN go through with this. I haven't given Deacon a blowjob since his birthday last year. I probably won't have the ability to take this on.