Sabrina reached down and smacked his hand away and then stood up. She then looked directly at me and told me in no uncertain terms that she did NOT give him permission to touch her like that. She then spun around and told Steve off. “You mother fucker, who told you that you could touch me?” “I didn’t think so!” she yelled at him.
Steve laughed and walked out of the room. After he was gone, she grabbed the clothes and started getting dressed.
“What’s wrong with him?” she said.
“Oh, that’s just Steve, besides, I might just let him fuck you,” I joked.
“I hope not, you and I had a deal, not me and Steve,” she exclaimed in a disappointing voice.
“Well, you’re my little slut, right?” I asked her.
Her head snapped up as she finished pulling the shirt down over her curvy hips. “You wouldn’t, would you?”
“Well, I might, and you will do as your told or I’ll show your husband the tape.” I teased at her.
“What tape, you mean pictures.”
“No, I mean the tape, see the camcorder laying there on the stand?” “See this remote for it that was lying here on the bed?”
The look on her face was priceless. “Yeah, I clicked record while you were on your knees sucking my fat dick a minute ago.”
“No way!” She said in total surprise.
“Well, you just call my bluff then,” I told her in no uncertain terms.
She spun around and shook her ass at me and then smacked it with her own hand as she walked out of the room.
Back out in the living room, Steve was laying half slouched on the couch with a beer in his hand watching the game that had resumed. Sabrina plopped down in the beanbag as she reached over and grabbed his arm to get his attention. “Sorry I yelled like that,” she said.
Steve told her it was no biggie, he was wrong for inviting himself for a touch.
I must admit, Sabrina sure looked hot lying thee on the floor, reclining back in that chair with a T-shirt that barely covered the “Y” of her thighs, my boxers, with the fly parted slightly open and her cute little feet crossed out in front of her. I used my foot to tap her on the back of the head. “Hey, you should show Steve how sexy your ass is,” I joked.
Steve perked up and laughed quietly. “I’m not kidding,” I told her when she didn’t respond. She looked back over her shoulder at me and looked at me with that look a person gets when they can’t have their way.
“Do it, show him how hot you are.” She gruffed, stood up and turned around.
“Happy?” she blurted out.
“Nope, bare it bitch,” I commanded.
She bent over and placed her thumbs sexily into the waistband and slowly slid them down, revealing the perfect round globes of her butt cheeks. Steve stared in disbelief and remarked how hot she was.
“What, does she just do anything you tell her?” he asked.
“Well, lets just say she got in a bit of a pinch and we have a mutual agreement,” I told him.
“Can I pull my pants up now?” Sabrina asked with a bit of embarrassment in her voice.
“No, as a matter of fact, you can peal them on down,” I said.
She huffed and scooted them all the way down and stepped out of them. I bent over and picked them up and rubbed the crotch.
“Jesus, you little fucking slut, it didn’t take you long to leave a wet spot in them,”
She giggled and reached down between her legs and felt herself.
“Lick it,” I ordered her.
She slowly raised her fingers to her mouth and looked directly at Steve and seductively licked and sucked her fingers clean.
Sabrina pointed at Steve and laughed, “sure didn’t take much to make his dick hard.”
I told her that since she noticed, she should go over and suck it. I don’t think I ever saw Steve move so fast. He rose up and peeled his jeans down so fast you would think something was in them biting his ass. Sabrina dropped to her knees and grabbed his cock with one hand and steadied herself against his knee with the other and took it straight down her throat as far as she could. Steve lay there with his head flopped back and let out a low moan.
I got up and got a beer while my little slut worked over my buddies cock.
I came back in the room and Steve had hold of the back of her head and was thrusting his hips upward, fucking her pretty little face. She was making gurgling like noises as she choked his dick down her throat and pumped the shaft with her fist. I walked past them and came out into the hallway and stood there with my camcorder and hit the record button. She was so busy gobbling on Steve’s cock that she had no idea that her indiscretions were being frozen in time within my perverted hands.
“Hey, Sabrina,” I called out.
Without missing a beat and still stroking his cock in her hand, she turned to look my way. The frightful look on her face was timeless and I let out an evil chuckle.
She dropped her attention to his raging hard-on and stood up with her hands on her hips.
“Hey, I was almost ready to cum,” Steve said with disbelief of her stopping.
“I can’t believe you,” Sabrina spouted.
“Well, that remote on my bed was really just the TV remote.” “I guess you didn’t notice it said Sony on it and my camcorder says JVC in big bold letters across the front of it.” “Good bluff though don’t you think, you little whore.” I laughed loud now and she flipped me off.
She just kept getting deeper and deeper into trouble at my place. If she had ever gotten tired of our little games, she could always tell her husband that she was drunk one night and that’s how her affair happened. But now, now I had her stitched up tight as my personal little fuck toy. How would she ever explain the pictures that I had taken of her and then a video of herself dressed in my T-shirt sucking another guy’s cock at my house? She was owned now and she knew it, I could tell by the look on her face. I walked up to her and gave her a strong hug and I could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Tears started to from in the corners of her eyes.
“What’s the matter?” I asked her, raising her chin up with my hand so I could look into her eyes.
“What if he ever finds out about this, I love him and don’t want to ruin my marriage because one night I got too drunk?”
“Well, I promise that I wont tell him, this is our secret, as long as you play the game,” I explained to her.
Steve sat there smiling and slowly stroking his cock. “Can she finish sucking this now?” he laughed.
She looked over at him and then back at me. I grabbed her hand and slid it down to my crotch. She slid down my body and pulled my pants down and as soon as my cock popped free, she took it between her lips.
She licked it with extra care as I smiled at Steve, who was still sitting there pulling on his own pud. As soon as my cock was solidly hard, I turned her toward Steve and then knelt behind her. I raised the shirt up slightly and rubbed the purple head up and down her slimy slit. Sabrina moaned and took Steve back into her mouth. I pushed slowly in and pulled back out, refusing to give her the whole shaft as she tried to sit back against me. I smacked her on the ass and told her to quit acting like a dirty cock whore.
Steve was moaning again and arching back up.
“Don’t cum yet dude,” I told him. “You haven’t had the best part yet.”