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Seduced By The Sirens
🕑 Added 2018-01-02 22:28:31 +0000 UTC“Christ!” Jack swore as Harley replaced Selina between his legs
“Don’t be worried, mister! I won’t tell anyone!” Harley grabbed hold of his flagging erection and raced her hand in a blur up and down the shaft to revive it. “I want to give you a blowjob! Your cock is so big and hard! I really want to suck on it a lot!”
Jack moaned and said nothing. Pushing her fist to the base of his cock, Harley extended her tongue and flattened it on the pulsing cockhead. Then she smiled and nuzzled at the shaft. His cock was as delicious as Selina had said it would be, salty and musky as only a man could be.
Harley teased his erection by licking the tip for several seconds, simultaneously squeezing and milking the base. A thick helping of precum, like the samples Selina had been treated to, appeared at the tip of his dick. Harley caught it on her tongue and giggled as she sucked it between her lips.
“Doesn’t that feel good, buddy? Don’t you want me to give this big fat cock the sucking it deserves? God, I want to suck your cock so much--Seliners made it look so damn good!”
“Oh, God, have some dignity,” Selina interrupted as she got up, disgusted and above it all as she zipped up her catsuit.
“Look who’s talking,” Ivy said, “you wanted to bathe in it.”
As they argued, Harley reached between his thighs and groped hungrily at the bugle of Jack’s scrotum, pawing at the cum she knew was waiting for her. His cock was long and stiff, and her mouth watered as she imagined how good it would feel to take that young, fat shaft between her lips.
“Do it,” Jack said in an anxious whisper, no longer caring if he came in Selina’s mouth so long as he came. “They won’t notice. I need it so bad…”
“Oh, you poor baby…”
Her tongue poking out of her mouth in steady concentration, Harley unzipped Jack’s pants, unbuckled his belt, and turned out his pockets before finally pulling his trousers and briefs down to his knees. Now he was totally exposed, his fat, meaty prick rising out of his dark pubic hair, throbbing and twitching with hot-blooded engorgement.
The knob was bulging and rosy and swollen; the tip was open as fresh precum leaked out . Harley wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and jacked it hard. Then she fell into a steady rhythm of playing with his cock, loving the way it throbbingly answered her tight grip and energetic strokes. She nearly banged herself in the face with her pistoning hand as she stared lasciviously at his growing prick.
“Do you like that?” Harley beat him off faster and harder, racing her hand up and down the swollen shaft of his cock. “Is this how you jerk off, huh? Do you think about pretty girls when you play with yourself? Do you think about me? I’m a pretty girl! Do you think about me kissing your beautiful prick, like this?”
She pressed her lips to the crown of his erection, thrusting her tongue against his piss hole to starvingly lap up the precum trickling from his bloated cock. Its taste was salty and musky, and Harley felt her sex throbbing violently as she savored the delicious treat. Beside herself with desire, she opened her mouth wide and took his erection deep down her throat.
“Unggh!” Jack grimaced as he started to buck his ass of the chair. To his delight, Harley let him. In fact, she gurgled approvingly as he fucked her face. “That feels so good!”
Harley made contented slurping, smacking sounds as she clamped her lips tightly halfway down Jack’s member. Her cheeks flexed in and out; she flared her nostrils for air. Then she feverishly started sucking his cock, giving Jack the best blowjob she could. That was what Selina’s plan had been, right? Something about a blowjob…
Jack’s cock swelled longer and fatter between her encircling lips, continually dribbling little droplets of tasty precum to sate her hungry. Harley held onto his shaft tightly with her hand. She swirled her tongue all over his manhood, lapping up all the precum he gave her.
“Suck harder!” Jack bucked his ass energetically off the chair. “It’s gonna explode… suck out my cum!”
Harley gurgled as she began to pump her fist on the thick base of his prick, again starting to jack him off. Her left hand moved between his muscular thighs, fondling his aching balls. Her throat sounded like a crashing tide as she worked feverishly on the oversized prick. She was dying to taste his cum.
“My cock’s getting harder!” Jack fucked Harley’s face in a brutal rhythm that he was surprised to get away with, but it seemed she loved it. He pounded his burning cock in and out of her mouth. “It’s about to come, any second!”
Harley began slurping loudly on his throbbing shaft. She jerked and sucked him off as hard as she could, bobbing her head to meet the needful strokes between her lips.
“That was all part of the act!” Selina was insisting to Ivy, not that either Harley or Jack were paying any attention.
“Honey, you should’ve been an actress. You would’ve rocked the leading role in Big Boobie Blow-out.”
Harley frowned to herself, wishing a little that they would watch her as she throated Jack’s impressive shaft, but also a little pleased to have a measure of privacy with him. She looked up into Jack’s eyes as her tongue traveled her lips. “I really wish I could uncuff you, mister. I bet you’d know just how tight to hold my hair as I fucked my throat with your cock. Like a dildo for my mouth! But you’d probably try to escape, wouldn’t you?”
Jack shook his head violently.
“Aw, I can’t trust you. Men are slime, Ivy always says so. You’re probably thinking about how much better Selina was at sucking you off, ain’t cha? Guys is always like that. They never know a good thing when they’ve got it, they always gotta think about what they ain’t got or what they used to have. My therapist--well, one of my therapists--he said that it’s all wrapped up in fear of mortality and--”
“Hey,” Ivy interrupted, “are you going to suck that thing or not?”
Harley turned to her, pissed. “We were trying to have a conversation!”
“Fine, I’ll do it,” Ivy said, wrapping her hair up in a quick knot. “I need some precum for one of my experiments anyway.”
“What experiment would that be?” Selina asked. “Experimenting with how much of a twelve-inch dick you can fit down your throat?”
“Some of us wouldn’t know, unlike you!” Ivy fired back. She knelt down beside Jack, across from Harley. Took a deep breath and dropped her head onto the man’s lap. She made a lewd gurgling sound as she stuffed the thickness of his prick down her throat.
With her pheromones, Ivy’d been licked and fucked all over, but she could never get enough of sucking cock. She felt as if she had a special craving that had not yet been purged from her plant body, as if the vague uneasiness she often felt could only be satisfied with a long stiff cock spurting down her throat. Ridiculous, of course. She felt uneasy because of the dire straits the planet was in. It had nothing to do with whether she was giving a blowjob or not.
She just liked it.
Ivy hollowed her cheeks, sharply increasing the suctioning pressure around Jack’s cock. His prick quickly grew stiffer under her lips, twitching and jerking obscenely against her tongue. More hot precum was offered up in supplication to her sucking. Ivy lapped it up with her tongue, rolling her tongue repeatedly all over the wonderful drumbeat of his cockhead.
“Where was I?” Harley asked. “Oh yeah. It’s fear of mortality. Guys worry so much about missing out on sumthin, cuz they’re gonna die, that they don’t appreciate all the--”
Jack tuned her out. It was easy, when Ivy offered so much more to pay attention to. Wet slurping sounds came from her mouth as the blowjob intensified, filling the store with the lascivious music of sex. Ivy’s cheeks blushed as she pushed her head closer to the hairy root of Jack’s manhood, taking more of his hard-on between her lips.
She sucked his prick feverishly, clamping her lips in a tight circle around the thick-veined cock. Jack shuddered and started to grind his ass off the chair. Ivy met his rhythms, bobbing her head, fucking her face with his prick.
“Hey, are you listenin’ to me?” Harley asked.
“No,” Selina answered for the occupied pair.
“If you ain’t listenin’, how come you know to say ‘no’?”
“No,” Selina repeated.
Ivy dropped her hand between Jack’s hairy thighs. Gently she dug her fingers into his scrotum, feeling the fat testes inside the hairy sac. They were painfully bloated, loaded with cum. Ivy made Jack gasp as she rolled them between her fingers, as if to coax out his cum at the source. Her other hand tightened on his shaft and jacked it off until her wrist ached from the speed with which she worked his cock.
“Hey, is she gonna make him come?” Harley asked. “She’s usin’ both hands and her mouth.”
“She’d better not,” Selina answered. “I´m not nearly done with him yet.”
“I didn’t agree to that,” Harley said.
“I agreed for you,” Selina replied.
Selina grabbed hold of Ivy’s hair and pulled it out of its bun as she wrenched her off Jack’s lap. His prick popped out of her swollen lips, flicking her saliva off its impressive length as it bounced back to its upright position. Jack groaned and gasped, as if the pleasure were catching up with him, but also somewhat pained as he came down from the high of the orgasm Ivy had almost given him.
“I’m feeling better,” Selina said, working her lower jaw about. “Which means you’re about to feel lots better.”
She bent silently across his front. Incredulous that it was finally happening, Jack felt lips nibbling at his enormously swollen cockhead. It was her rightful due. She was a goddess!
Moist, thirsty lips siphoned and suckled at him. He could barely see her full lips, then her head turned slightly and she took off her cowl to look up at him.
A million years of living wouldn’t erase the memory of those eyes. Dark, bright, and staring at his cock like it was the most important thing in the universe. He gaped at hehr rich lips, puckered at the tip of his manhood. The lips of a princess kissing her prince.
Jack watched her tongue snake thirstily across the glistening cockhead, then her mouth opened wide, showing a hint of ivory teeth that gleamed dangerously before she engulfed him. His desperate imaginings ran wild; he thought of those sharp teeth grinding into him. But he was in such a surrendering mood with this pleasure that he would even accept that if it was part of his relief. Selina brought herself down on the thunderhead topping his prick, propelling it past the gleam of her teeth and deep into her mouth.
It was a fantastic sensation for Jack. He didn’t feel like a mere man, he felt like a god, and still nothing next to this woman. His erect member was all he had to offer this incarnation of pure lust. She could have his manhood as her divine right. She could mark him with those beautiful teeth or use that tongue on him for as long as it took to bring him off. Whatever Catwoman wanted of him, he was hers to do with as she pleased.
Selina straightened suddenly and, face profiled to him, she tilted her head upward and stroked the delicate gracefulness of her throat as she swallowed. The sheer thought that Selina was gulping down his precum, the taste of him slipping down into her body, was like a physical caress to Jack. He could just about feel himself coming, it was burning in him, it was a balloon that had been blown up as far as it could go and only needed a little more air to burst. And to think, he hadn’t even given her his semen in coitus. She had milked it from him, not as some side effect of penetration, but of her own wanting.
“Oh God, stud, does this get any bigger?” Selina asked, lazily batting his cock around as if she were a cat idly concerning itself with some much-used toy. “It can’t get any bigger. It must be fourteen inches! Any bigger than that and you’ll break my jaw. Hell, you could break my hip if you tried to put that thing in me. Mmmmrow… but it might be worth it. I can just imagine that horse cock fucking me all the way to my womb. In fact, I can barely fucking wait. But I’m just… so fucking thirsty, stud. My throat needs your cum gushing inside it. My face needs your cum all over it. I think I’m going to get both. I think when you do cum, I won’t be able to swallow even half of it. I’ll just have to hold on and hope most of it lands on me. Though, if it doesn’t, I suppose I could roll around in it… I’d have to get a new costume. Maybe I could strip naked first. God, to feel your cum all over my skin, all over me, like you’d fuck my whole body. That’s what I need, Jack. I’ll take as much as I can get, and I know you have enough to satisfy me. I’m going to finish you off now, Jack, but I don’t want you to cum until you can’t possibly hold it in anymore. Make it extra special for me, stud. Let me go nice and slow so you can want it as much as I do.”
Selina was staring down at his prick in admiration. She pushed the hard tool down a little ways, then let go of it so it bopped back up and struck Jack’s belly. It pointed straight up, the swollen cap aimed at the ceiling, the thick veins shining in the dull light. The shaft was pounding with the intensity of its stiffness; the blood beat rapidly through his dark veins. Slowly, Selina bent over and let her dark hair fall to his thighs, now that it was freed from her cowl.
Jack couldn’t help but gasp as he felt the touch of her wet lips once more on his cockhead. She kissed it once, then trailed her tongue down the shaft until her lips were pressed against the base, raining butterfly kisses against it as if in gratitude for producing such an awe-inspiring erection. Her light fingers massaged his balls as his thighs stung with the exertion of the muscles being tensed for so long.
Her tongue flicked his balls once, then again, then lapped the loose flesh of his scrotum into her mouth. Jack gasped as his balls were tossed around in her mouth, then held his breath when she released them and licked her way up along the shaft.
“Goddess,” Jack muttered to himself, “Goddess, goddess, goddess…”
Her tongue swirled around his cockhead, her lips closed around the glans and her caress moved halfway down his shaft, then up again. She lifted her lips from his manhood and stared at his glassy eyes, her own shining as bright as a black cat’s in the night.
“Don’t cum yet,” she told him. “Please don’t cum. Let me suck your cock as much as I can before I get your cum. I can’t help myself--I want your cum so bad. Just please don’t let me have it until I’ve sucked your cock just a little bit more…”
Jack couldn’t help himself either. As her hands rushed around his cock, taunting him with the coolness of their leather right beside his overheated erection, he thrust and bucked for her touch, trying to make her take hold of him, to get some friction against even her slender fingers, to get himself off even that way. But like a card shark doing three-card monte, Selina refused to let herself be used. Her hands were never there, never quite close enough or still enough for him to get off on them. It was like he was getting fondled by a ghost.
“I can’t, I can’t, Selina, I need to, right now, I have to!”
“I know this is hard for you, Jack--it’s so, so hard--but won’t it feel so good when you do come? Can’t you tell? You should thank me for how hard I’m going to make you come. Thank me by letting me suck your cock for as long as I can…”
She was already sucking his cock again, moving the soft, delicate circle of her caress up and down his shaft slowly. He felt the heat of her mouth moving down, covering inch after inch of his powerful erection, then her tongue lapping out around his crown when she’d risen to the top. There was no doubt about it: no matter what he wanted, if she kept doing that for another few moments, he wasn’t going to be able to keep himself from giving her every ounce of what felt like an ocean of lust waiting to burst free of him.
Her slender fingers were holding the pulsating shaft upright, stroking it softly. She kissed the crown, then wrapped her soft lips around the burgeoning power of it and sucked noisily. Jack could feel himself trembling as he waited for her next plunge.
She dropped sharply onto his member, taking in almost all of it with one deceptively smooth, gentle swoop. He didn’t feel her lips or her teeth, just the wetness and warmth of her mouth as it surrounded his aching prick. His thighs moved on their own, urging his cock deeper into her mouth, and she finally accepted all of it.
Again she rose to the crown and swooped down on his manhood as far as she could, this time squeezing the fiery ring of her lips more firmly around his shaft. Her tongue twirled around the column as it slid into her caress, her breath blew against his pubic hairs as she paused at the midsection and sucked softly. Then she dropped further, letting the tip of his cock slide along the back of her mouth and into her throat.
“Remember not to come!” Harley urged Jack, grabbing hold of his shoulders and rubbing them encouragingly, like she was the cornerman at a boxing ring. “Just hold out a little while longer--it’s really hot how much staying power you’ve got. Hey, Red, if he can last this long getting a blowjob, imagine how long he could fuck ya before he came!”
“Mmmm, that’s right,” Ivy said, tapping her forefinger on her lower lip. “It’s so hard to find a man with real staying power. Must don’t even last a few seconds in my ass before they come. It’s so disappointing, because I love a big cock in my ass. Maybe, if you can stop yourself from hitting the eject button prematurely with Selina, we’ll see how long you last with me.”
“And me!” Harley added. “I bet I could ride that cock allllll day, if you have any cum left when Selina’s done with ya!”
Selina was gasping for breath as she rose and fell rapidly on his thick weapon, sucking furiously on the head, curling her tongue continually as if dancing with the thrumming pulse of his aroused blood. Jack forced his eyes open to watch her work, admiring the smooth flesh of her bare shoulders, the ponderous weight of her breasts as they swung deliberately beneath her bent chest. Her dark hair as it fell to his thighs. Her full lips as they parted to accept his manhood. She came up again, moving to collar his cockhead with her lips, and he saw her tits sway under her, firm and ripe, the nipples so swollen they looked ready to burst.
He watched his thick cock slide from between her lips, gleaming with her saliva. Her lips shone with the same moisture as she sucked on the pulsating knob of his cockhead. Then he gasped as he watched his prick disappear into her mouth again, felt her sweat-slick hair tickling his thighs. Jism was soaring toward his prick, he could feel its leaden heat in his shaft, closing in on his cockhead.
She was groaning softly as she sucked his cock, her voice very soft and gentle, breathy, almost a whine. Suddenly she pressed her body against his leg, the wetness of her cunt against his calf. She moaned louder, whining with lust, grinding her pussy against his leg.
Jack’s eyes closed again as she took his balls in her hand and tossed them around gently. His prick was sliding smoothly down her throat, her lips were reaching almost to the base of his trembling erection, her cheeks were puffing out as the member filled her.
Selina was groaning more loudly now, pressing her heated sex against his leg. Her fingers clutched his balls like some precious treasure, her mouth closed around his cockhead, and then moved slowly down the shaft. Jism inched into his prick. He hadn’t the faintest idea how he was going to stop himself from coming.
Then he stared at her body, her playfully bounding teats, her long nipples, her trim thighs, her warm liquid heat pressed against his leg. He had to fuck her, had to savor the snug warmth of her tight pussy before he wasted the fury of his passion by coming in her mouth.
Jack told himself, over and over, louder and louder, that if he only resisted a few moments more, he could have that. He could fuck her, make her come, make her his every bit as much as he was hers. Jism swelled his prick, but didn’t move any further. By a sheer act of will, he was stopping himself from coming, though he knew it would only be for a second or two, that he couldn’t hold out against the warmth of Selina’s mouth and the tightness of her throat and the cajoling of her hands for any longer than one second… two… three… four…
Selina pushed her head away. His prick snapped back against his belly. She looked into his eyes with momentary disappointment, as if he’d just taken away her most prized possession.
“Hmm… tastes a little funny. Best in small doses, I think. If I had anymore, I’d make myself sick.”
Jack’s cock was so hot that he could feel the sickly heat of his arousal rampaging all through his body, becoming a rancid sweat under his arms and above his eyes, all across his overwarm body. His balls ached with the strain of coming, which needed to transition into the sweet relief of release, but wouldn’t edge over into it. He felt frozen just as he was poised to feel the ultimate pleasure, just as his teeth were about to bite into the sweetest candy.
Selina chuckled and ran her clawed forefinger under his chin. “Isn’t it awful to be that close and not get what you want?”
“So that’s it?” Ivy asked. “We just blow him but not quite?”
“I could blow him some more and not let him come again,” Harley volunteered.
“You idiots rewarded him too much,” Selina said. “He’s going to be able to beat off to this for decades. After he’d been through a few boxes of Kleenex, he won’t even remember we didn’t let him come the first time around. No, we need to find another way to pay him back. And I have the perfect idea.”
“Can we get some more precum from him?” Ivy asked. “I forgot to get any for my experiment.”
“Oh, I’m so sure…”
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Shendude
I reiterate what I said about the previous chapter; Selina being completely in control, Ivy being simultaneously bored and turned on, and Harley being adorable, are all amazing.
