Page 175 of The Art of Almost Losing It
“But I also literally need your cock, not, like, just it, separate from you.”
She wiggles, trying to turn around on me.
I hold her in place.
“But I need a picture of it.”
“What?”
My grip loosens in surprise, and she turns around to straddle my lap.
Her tits are pressed against my bare chest. My hands cup her round ass, and her chin rests on my nose. She could lean down and kiss me, and I couldn’t stop her.
Instead, she pokes me in the nose with her finger.
“Piper does a lot for me, and so I really need to do this for her. AI isn’t all they promised.”
“You want to give your cousin a picture of my dick?” I repeat slowly.
“Men your age send dick pics to girls all the time.”
“To ones they don’t know?” I ask, confused.
“Ones they do know, but who don’t like them. So…” she whispers, placing her hands on my shoulders so she can pull herself up off my cock then sink back down. “So can you send me a dick pic? Please? I’ll do anything for a picture of your dick. I’ll beg and plead with you to stop as you tie me up. That’s what you like, right?” Her mouth is almost against mine. “You want me to be your little sex slave? You can use my pussy however you want.”
It’s enough to send me over the edge. Then I’m coming up into her as she shudders and rides my cock as she comes.
I watch her as she slides off of me and lean back on the couch, gazing at her.
Her face is red. Her hair is tangled.
I let her put on my shirt.
I like seeing her wearing my clothes.
“You look so fucking good,” I say.
She seems embarrassed.
“What if I seriously never let you leave?” I stare at her. “I could just take you anywhere I want. You’d never see your family again.”
She just rolls her eyes. “Wait, you’re serious?”
“I don’t want to share you with anyone.”
“No?” She kneels down between my legs and grabs my cock. “No man wants me, so you won’t have any competition.” She leans in and flicks her tongue along the slit.
“Hm, you taste like my pussy.”
“Suck my dick, Dani.”
“You don’t have to tell me. I need you nice and hard for this photo.”
I struggle to sit up, though the feel of her hands on me makes rational thought hard.
“I actually have a list of requirements for this photo.”
I hiss as she whips out her phone. I grab it from her then shove her face onto my cock, smothering her against my balls until she gags on me. I pull her off and snap a few photos.
