The Boyfriend (The Camgirl Part 3)

The Boyfriend Part LXXVII: Close to What?

Marie

Marie's pussy ached with the need to be touched as Lexi used her mouth like a toy that had no other purpose than her domme's pleasure. Yet Marie didn't want her to stop.

She'd come to Lexi's aching for her girlfriend's touch, even release wasn't certain. She just needed Lexi's touch.

She'd whimpered when Lexi had bound her, but only because she'd known that meant Lexi wanted to draw things out. Marie hadn't imagined Lexi would take it to this point.

But then Lexi had promised her an orgasm, and Marie's brain had stopped working properly.

On the one hand, her body had been aching for release for days, with Lexi's occasional teasing only adding to that ache. But Marie was also proud of how long she'd held out. And as desperate as she was for release, a part of her loved the way everything was amplified by her denial.

She loved sucking Lexi's cock, having her big, thick length stretching her throat, but doing so had never felt as amazing for her as it did right now.

Every drip of sweat moving along her body, every little movement of the air or her hair over her skin, or the fabric against her, was a sweet caress as Lexi fucked her face. Her body floated on soft clouds of pure lust, only tethered to reality by Lexi's fingers in her hair, and Lexi's cock stretching her mouth and running over her tongue.

As Lexi's gasps and grunts grew more frantic, and her thrusts harder, Marie's pleasure grew even deeper.

When Lexi finally screamed, "fuck!" and thrust her cock into Marie's mouth all the way to the base, holding her face against her hips as they bucked and Lexi's cock pulsed, stretching Marie's throat just a bit further with every shot of her cum, Marie was so turned on she swore she nearly came from that alone.

That flipped a switch in her--something she was aware of even in her floaty, lust-addled state. She and Lexi had talked about training her to cum like that, but it hadn't seemed so real before now.

As Lexi withdrew her cock from Marie's mouth--Marie making sure to seal her lips around the shaft and keep every bit of Lexi's delicious cum inside her--Marie didn't know if she wanted that promised orgasm any longer.

When the tip of Lexi's cock slid free of Marie's mouth, she let out a whimper when she realized she couldn't even look up to meet her domme's eyes from this angle.

Lexi's laugh made her shiver.

"Missing my cock already, slut?"

Marie shuddered, moaning at that as Lexi gently set her head back down on the bed, fingers slipping free of her hair.

Then Marie watched Lexi's muscular thighs move out of her vision as her domme's weight left the bed.

"What would you do if I just left you like this?"

The question--more than just "Yes, Lexi" or "No, Lexi"--caught Marie offguard. She had to think for a moment, which was hard, given how fuzzy feeling Lexi's cum slide down her throat had made her thoughts.

Lexi spoke again before she could answer, though.

"Would you whimper and try to break free, slut? If I just came down your throat, then went and showered off and spent some time with Kendra before getting ready for bed? All without even touching that aching pussy of yours?"

The confidence, the teasing in Lexi's voice made Marie whimper, but she found herself shaking her head.

"You wouldn't?"

Marie shook her head again as Lexi's footsteps padded closer to her head, "No, Lexi."

Lexi's weight settled on the bed, and Marie tightened her abs enough to lift her upper body so she could turn and look at Lexi. Or, in her direction, at least.