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Megan's bet with Rob takes a twisted turn.

Some of the fight drained from me as he squeezed my breasts in his hands and roughly sucked at my nipples. He was just on the edge of causing light pain but I couldn't hold back several pleased gasps. Though I was feeling a familiar heat rising in my body I didn't want to give him the idea that what he was doing would change my decision. I pulled weakly at the back of his shirt only managing to excite myself further at the feeling of his strength and solidness pinning me to the bed. Apparently he took my writhing, moaning, and sighing as surrender, which is exactly what is was.

"Josh," I whispered, not knowing if I was pleading for him to stop or continue. Either way, he kept absolutely silent. The only sounds in the room were his mouth sucking at me and my whimpers of helpless pleasure. I soon found myself wrapped around him, pulling him to me instead of away and grinding my hips up into his erection. He always did like drawing things out and was probably making a point to cause me to surrender completely and willingly, if silently. My body had given up several minutes ago; it was only now that I consciously gave up myself.

One of his hands began moving steadily down my body. I trembled in anticipation of his hand reaching the juncture of my thighs. He shifted his hips to allow access to my dampened panties. I gasped loudly and spread my legs when his hand pressed hard against my aching pussy and began rotating in a maddeningly slow motion. I wanted to feel his fingers, his cock pushing deep inside me, to fill me and own me completely.

But suddenly his weight and heat were absent from me. My eyes popped open to find him opening his jeans. He dropped them to the floor and reached for me, grasping me at my nape and forcing me down onto my knees in front of him. He grabbed a handful of hair on the top of my head and simultaneously shoved his dick and my face forward into each other. His cock hit the back of my throat hard. I gagged and coughed for a bit, him steadily pressing into my mouth the whole time. Finally the coughing passed. Only then did he let up the pressure. He pulled his hips back and immediately slid them forward again in a more gentle fashion. I moaned and closed my lips tightly over his thick shaft and began sucking eagerly. He continued to pull and push his cock in and out of my mouth. Of my own accord I forced him deeper in, feeling his fuzzy balls bump my chin. He emitted a small grunt at this. My pride caused me to suck harder and lick faster. He didn't grunt again but I felt his hard breaths landing on my face.

We kept up this rhythm for a while. He would pull away every now and then, whenever I felt the extra hardening of his dick signaling he was ready to come. This became more frequent after a while and he would stay out of my mouth for increasing amounts of time. If I ever moaned a complaint and tried to reach for him with my mouth he would pull my hair and make me wait longer. When he wasn't in my mouth I massaged his balls and ran my hands all over his powerful thighs and ass. Sometimes he would grab his dick to rub and tap it against my face tauntingly.

I was trembling with desire for more.