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"I pressed harder against his lips and pushed him down so that he was lying on the floor without breaking the kiss.
I suddenly remembered that I was suppose to make him moan, so I slid my hand down to his crotch and slowly started rubbing the fabric over it.
I felt his body jerk up a little by surprise as my hand did so. Was I really suppose to do this? And why isnt he faking a moan? I mean, the guys would definatly think it was a real one now... But he didnt. He just let me keep going.
I pushed away the questions in my head and started rubbing him faster with my hand, and to my surprise I felt that he was getting hard.
He was still not kissing me back, but I didnt mind. I stopped rubbing him. Instead I straddled him and slowly started rolling my hips against his. A weak moan escaped from his lips and into my mouth, but I ignored it. I doubt that the others heard it anyway, and if I stopped now I wasnt gonna be able to do this again. That would be too awkward. Encouraged by his moan, I unbuckled his belt and slid down one hand in his pants.
I just had to look at him. See what his face looks like... I opened my eyes but as his face was so close to mine, the only thing I could see was his closed eyelids.
I placed my free hand, the hand that wasnt in his pants, under his head to make him more comfortable, then I mentaly counted to three and stuck my hand down his underwear.
I felt his erection against my hand, and I slowly stroke it with the top of my fingers. He gasped and pushed his crotch closer to my hand and I started pumping him. A few seconds later, he let out a huge moan as he came in my hand.
I jumped off of him and the both of us ran away. He ran into the bedroom and I ran into the bathroom of two reasons. One, I didnt want to look at him right now, two, I had to wash my hand.
I looked in the mirror and discovered that I was smiling like an idiot. My hair was messy, my eyes were glowing, and I had never been happier. But then I thought about what was waiting for me at the other side of the door...
But still, I just did it cause Ray told me to. I mean, it's a game, where you have to do what you're told. I would never have done that if it wasnt because of this game. Well, I would've wanted to do it, but I wouldnt actually have done it.
I heard the bedroom door open, wich meant that Frank was done. He'd probably changed his pants again... And if he was brave enough to go outside, then so was I."
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I suddenly remembered that I was suppose to make him moan, so I slid my hand down to his crotch and slowly started rubbing the fabric over it.
I felt his body jerk up a little by surprise as my hand did so. Was I really suppose to do this? And why isnt he faking a moan? I mean, the guys would definatly think it was a real one now... But he didnt. He just let me keep going.
I pushed away the questions in my head and started rubbing him faster with my hand, and to my surprise I felt that he was getting hard.
He was still not kissing me back, but I didnt mind. I stopped rubbing him. Instead I straddled him and slowly started rolling my hips against his. A weak moan escaped from his lips and into my mouth, but I ignored it. I doubt that the others heard it anyway, and if I stopped now I wasnt gonna be able to do this again. That would be too awkward. Encouraged by his moan, I unbuckled his belt and slid down one hand in his pants.
I just had to look at him. See what his face looks like... I opened my eyes but as his face was so close to mine, the only thing I could see was his closed eyelids.
I placed my free hand, the hand that wasnt in his pants, under his head to make him more comfortable, then I mentaly counted to three and stuck my hand down his underwear.
I felt his erection against my hand, and I slowly stroke it with the top of my fingers. He gasped and pushed his crotch closer to my hand and I started pumping him. A few seconds later, he let out a huge moan as he came in my hand.
I jumped off of him and the both of us ran away. He ran into the bedroom and I ran into the bathroom of two reasons. One, I didnt want to look at him right now, two, I had to wash my hand.
I looked in the mirror and discovered that I was smiling like an idiot. My hair was messy, my eyes were glowing, and I had never been happier. But then I thought about what was waiting for me at the other side of the door...
But still, I just did it cause Ray told me to. I mean, it's a game, where you have to do what you're told. I would never have done that if it wasnt because of this game. Well, I would've wanted to do it, but I wouldnt actually have done it.
I heard the bedroom door open, wich meant that Frank was done. He'd probably changed his pants again... And if he was brave enough to go outside, then so was I."
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