Tyrant
Lakelyn had been quiet since the confrontation with Mera, and my answer to why she and River couldn’t leave. I’d spoken the truth. I couldn’t explain why they needed to stay with us. My warning system only said they did.
As I watched the things happening around us, I recalled her reaction when Mera dropped to her knees and went for my zipper.
I was about to slap Mera’s hands away and tell her to fucking back off when Lakelyn got a hold of her.
Having her do that had been a massive turn-on for me.
Another woman doing it, even though I hadn’t wanted the blow job, would’ve been told to mind her business.
With Lakelyn, I didn’t care. It made me think about how she’d be with her man.
That led to thoughts of what kind of man she’d end up with.
I knew a rough, uncivilized biker with issues wasn’t her dream man.
But I had to admit it made me feel what her man could expect to feel.
She was protective. No one would mess with her man or family, while she sat back and let it happen.
Lakelyn would stand toe-to-toe with them, which made me wonder why she and River ran.
It had to be something horrible to have her back down.
Things were becoming X-rated. The women were removing their clothes and not only dancing to entice the men, but more than a few were engaging in all kinds of sexual behavior.
Some were giving blow jobs. Others were giving hand jobs, while some had moved to full-blown sex.
And it wasn’t always one guy with one woman. Double-teaming was happening.
I snuck a peek at Lakelyn to see how she was handling the live porno rolling out in front of her.
Her cheeks were pink, but she wasn’t hiding her eyes, and her increased breathing made me think she was affected by it.
The fact that she was turned on by the show made my cock lengthen.
The sight of those naked bodies and sexual acts wasn’t stimulating me.
It was her, along with me, trying to imagine what she was feeling and what her body would look like, lying out on the pool table or on my bed.
Christ Almighty, I had to get a grip, or I’d do something I shouldn’t.
I’d try to get her into my bed when we returned to the house.
Charmer came sauntering over, shirtless.
He’d taken it off earlier when he was getting a blow job.
He was a muscular guy, like most of us, with some tattoos.
He and I differed because his entire torso wasn’t covered in them.
And the skin he showed was blemish-free.
I never cared about what anyone thought of my body.
If they didn’t like it, tough shit. However, I wondered if Lakelyn appreciated his look more than mine.
“Lakelyn, come up here and dance. I haven’t had a chance to charm you out of your panties yet,” he said, grinning. Then he added, “Pres has been monopolizing you.”
I let my warning growl loose. My guys knew what it meant. His smile dimmed. Before he could leave, she responded to him.
“Charmer, I have no doubt you’re a lady killer.
I saw how it got you what you wanted, not half an hour ago.
Surely, you don’t need me to stroke your ego.
Besides, I’d hate to have another woman ready to pull my hair out tonight.
Plenty of them are eyeing me right this second as if they’d love to do it.
So, as much as it pains us both, I have to pass. ”
His smile increased. “Damn, that is the nicest blow-off ever. You’re too damn sweet, Lake. Maybe one day, I’ll get you to dance with me. Have a good one,” he told her. Then he gave me a chin lift and walked off.
A loud whistle grabbed my attention. It was Howler. I checked the clock. It was time. I stood up and reached down to grasp her hand. She came to her feet but was puzzled by why I had taken her hand.
“Everyone, outside. It’s time,” Howler hollered.
There were excited whoops and chatter as the whole bunch walked to the door to follow him outside.
“What’s going on?” Lakelyn asked.
“You’ll see. Come on, it won’t hurt,” I taunted her.
She went with me outside. I took her to stand off to one side, then brought her to stand in front of me so I could rest my hands on her shoulders.
Our bodies were close. Her scent and the heat of her body touched me.
If I dragged her back a few scant inches, she’d be plastered to me and would feel the erection I was sporting.
It was almost impossible to resist doing it.
The first firework lit up the sky. She jumped at the sound and then laughed.
The night sky became a light show from there, and we all enjoyed its beauty.
I savored every second of it with her. It was the best Memorial Day I could recall, and I hadn’t done much of anything other than spend it with her.
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It was three o’clock in the morning. We’d been back to the house from the party for an hour. Lakelyn had excused herself as soon as we returned to go to bed. She was yawning. She told me it had been a great party and she had enjoyed herself.
Since then, I’d been trying to get my mind to rest so I could fall asleep.
I took a shower and now lie here tossing and turning.
My mind wouldn’t stop thinking of her. I was back to envisioning her naked and spread out for me to feast on.
I knew I should stop, but I didn’t want to.
And in the privacy of my bedroom, naked, I could indulge.
I shoved the sheet away. Reaching into the nightstand drawer, I brought out a tube of lube. I coated my hand and palmed my hard, aching cock. I was engorged and hurting so badly with the need to come.
Closing my eyes, I pictured her here with me, lying on the bed.
Her tits were stacked. Even though she had lost weight, they were more than enough to fill my hands.
Her nipples were a sweet pale pink, like her lips.
I cupped them. Then I kneaded one as I sucked the nipple on the other tit into my mouth.
I bit down to test if she liked pain or not.
Since it was my fantasy, she did. Her moan told me that.
I tugged on it, holding the nub with my teeth.
Her hands were buried in my hair, pulling me closer and encouraging me to continue.
It didn’t take me long to progress from laving those tits with love and attention to moving down her body to her pussy.
That was my goal. I needed to know what she looked, smelled, and tasted like.
As I dropped further into my daydream, or night dream, whatever you called it, I worked my cock faster.
My grip on it tightened. I used the other hand to fondle my balls and tug on them, making my excitement increase.
In my vision, I had gotten her off with my mouth and was ready for the main event.
Holding her legs wide, I watched as my cock sank into her pussy.
She was so incredibly wet and snug that I knew I wouldn’t last long.
Once fully inside, I set a punishing pace that had her crying out and me racing to explode.
I was ready in real life when I reached that point in the vision.
My orgasm in the dream realm coincided with mine in the real world.
I groaned long and deep as I shot my cum all over my stomach.
I didn’t stop stroking until I was depleted and relaxed.
I had to lie there and get my body under control before I could think of washing off the mess.
As I did, I wondered how I could stand it.
Would I be able to have her in my house for God knows how long and not seduce her? Did I want to prevent it?
By the time I got up, cleaned myself, and came back to bed, I still had no answer. I drifted for a while before I finally went under.