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After what happened with Anja and Katarina, my life got complicated. For starters, a girl who was obviously far from being as naive and innocent as she looked had some very incriminating photos of me, naked in public, worshiping her feet, and cumming on my unaware good friend. So far she made no suggestion that she would expose those photos to anyone, and I sure wasn’t going to ask and give her ideas, so I decided the safest bet was to try and stay on her good side and not make any waves.
Also, the fact that I did cum on Katarina while rubbing her almost naked body started stirring some previously unknown urges towards her within me. We were very close friends for a few years already, and I never looked at her that way before, but now I found myself unable to delete or even stop looking at the provocative picture of her that Anja sent me.
In the meantime, Anja, probably having noticed that I didn’t oppose her as much as before, kept getting more brazen in her advances on Katarina. She would playfully grab her ass or boobs whenever she got the chance. However, it stopped being so fun for Katarina, she probably got bored with it, and me not making a commotion whenever it happened probably helped in some weird way.
But still, she was kind of used to it, so she didn’t stop Anja, and Anja, for her part, took full advantage of it, and she seemed to have started going out of her way to do it in front of me, as if to coax some kind of reaction from me. She also started showing off her feet as much as she could, which had to be connected to what happened between us. She’d always wink at me and grin when she caught me staring.
What’s more, I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it, but other girls we hung out with also seemed to show off their feet when I was around, and they seemed to suddenly love getting flirty and teasing me sexually. I wondered how much they knew. Did she tell them what happened? Did she show them the photos? Was I just imagining it? No way to know without making it worse.
Then one escort izmir night, when we were all at a house party thrown by another of our mutual acquaintances, Marija, things escalated. As we were all dancing, Anja pulled me to the side and told me it wasn’t fair that only I got to cum at the pool, and that I owed her an orgasm. I asked her wasn’t she into girls, and she told me to just shut up and follow her.
She led me into an empty room, and told me to get naked and lie on the bed. As I did, she took off her panties, hiked up her mini skirt, and sat on my face, facing my legs.
She started stroking my cock, and I started licking her. Then, all of a sudden, the door opened, and in walked Marija, locking the door behind her. I seemed to be the only one surprised by this, though, as she calmly walked over, and Anja continued what she was doing unfazed.
I should probably tell a bit more about Marija. She was a somewhat controversial girl. She was pretty good looking (although not as hot as either Anja or Katarina, but definitely above average), and acted very confident, and had a great sense of style. She studied medicine, and was doing pretty good at it. And she was also known to be a major slut, and anyone who wasn’t as shy and awkward as me could get her easily. Her Instagram profile was full of topless or nude “artistic” photos I regularly jacked off to.
So, when she locked the door and walked over to the bed, I thought I had hit the jackpot. She got naked, got in front of Anja, who was still sitting on my face, and straddled my stomach. I felt her take my hard cock in her hand, and then I felt a needle sting my cock. Then another one in the area just above my cock.
As I saw two empty syringes get discarded on the floor next to the bed, I wondered what I was just injected with. Marija then explained that, while she got lots of cocks all the time, she rarely got truly satisfied, because guys either come too fast or lose an erection, and she craved a really long fuck with a rock hard izmir escort bayan cock. That’s why she injected my cock with a drug that would constrict the vein leading blood out of it for a prolonged period, giving me an erection that won’t go away for hours. The other injection was a local anesthetic that would numb my prostate, delaying my orgasm for several hours as well.
As I felt my cock grow hard like it was gonna burst, I started squirming under them. As if on cue, they got off of me. Anja stepped away from the bed, while Marija got on all fours, spreading her pussy with her fingers and telling me to fuck her.
As mad as I was for what she did to me, I was also so horny I couldn’t think straight, and when I saw her offering her pussy, I jumped on the bed behind her and plunged right in. I started fucking her as hard and rough as I could.
As I kept fucking her on and on, I realized she was right, I was unable to cum, yet I was kept constantly aroused. It was the most pleasurable kind of agony, and it just kept me wanting to fuck her more and more, so I kept going, and she was ecstatic, it really got her off.
Then Anja approached the bed again. She said she kept up her end of the deal, and now it was time for her to get what she wanted. I wondered what that meant, as she sat in front of Marija’s face with her legs spread, and pulled Marija’s head into her pussy.
Then it hit me: she set this up. She set me up to get drugged and used by this psycho slut, in exchange for getting her pussy licked by the same slut. And she rationalized that I owed her that much for making me cum at the pool.
But even as I realized all that, I was unable to stop. If anything, it made me even more aroused, since it played perfectly into my fantasies of being used and abused by girls. I was trapped in a state of unending arousal, pounding endlessly into Marija’s pussy, who was now orgasming repeatedly while half-consciously licking Anja’s pussy, while Anja was again taking photos with her phone.
As izmir escortlar Anja wrapped her legs around Marija’s head, she extended them towards me, so her feet came close to my face. I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction, but aroused as I was, her beautiful feet were too hard to resist, so I gave in and started licking them, as she took more photos. I was certain that would finally push me over the edge, but it didn’t, I was still kept on the perpetual edge, unable to either stop or go further.
I kept going for at least an hour, before I collapsed on the bed from exhaustion, my cock still hard and unsatisfied. I was so tired, trying to catch my breath, any movement felt impossible. Anja and Marija seemed exhausted too, but, unlike me, they were completely satisfied.
They soon got up, got dressed and left the room, leaving the door unlocked. I scrambled to also get dressed before somebody walked in. As I got out, I saw the party was almost over, as people have already started to leave. I also felt some stirring in my loins. The anesthetic must be wearing off. I decided I had to go home and jack off as soon as possible, so I bid my farewell to all the people still there and headed for the door.
Marija, playing the perfect host, came with me to see me off. I was amazed by how cool she played it, as if nothing ever happened. As I stepped out the door, she hugged me, and discreetly grabbed my cock through my pants. She whispered in my ear she looked forward to seeing me again, and gave my cock a couple of squeezes. With being held on the edge for so long, and the anesthetic finally wearing off, this sent me right over the edge, and she turned around, got back inside, and closed the door as I was left there cumming in my pants in the hallway.
Going home with wet pants and still a perpetual erection was hell, but as I got home, I jerked off three more times, thinking back on what happened and looking at the pictures Anja sent me. After a while, my erection finally went down as that drug wore off as well.
What’s funny is that, some time after I left the party, Anja hooked up with some dude there, so that was the sudden end of both her supposed lesbianism and her fooling around with me. At least for the time being.
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