I took a moment to ponder what I’d read. While I had a good idea what Cindy had planned for my surprise, I wasn’t sure whether or not I should go along with it. I knew that she’d added the part at the end to guilt me into helping.
As much as I was willing to help Scarlet, I hated being manipulated. Ask any teen, and they will tell you that they would prefer something to be their idea rather than being told. Then again, say to any teen boy that he might get to have sex, and he will ten out of ten times do almost anything for it.
I decided to check my bedroom to see what Scarlet had in store for me.
Oh! My! Goodness!
I discovered Scarlet in a black corset that shaped her. It exaggerated her already sexy body by pushing up her breasts and squeezing her middle to give her a perfect hourglass figure. She wore a black leather collar, and at her waist, she had on a garter belt that held up her black stockings. Six-inch hooker heels finished the whole ensemble.
The overall effect was made even sexier by the fact that she was kneeling, and she appeared to be sans underwear. Her face started turning pink, which told me she was nervous.
I watched as the flush deepened and slowly spread down to the top of her corset. Scarlet was either turned-on or embarrassed, or my best guess—both.
“You did all this for me?” I asked, somewhat in awe.
“Yes. I wanted to play a little dress-up and be a very naughty girl,” Scarlet said hesitantly.
I reached down and stroked her cheek.
“You are my naughty girl, aren’t you?” I asked with affection.
She blinked and licked her lips, and then it was like the sun suddenly came out as her face lit up. She figured out that I wasn’t going to judge her for wanting to play sexual games.
“Yes, yes, I am,” she beamed.
I took a deep breath because the sexual beast inside me had all kinds of deviant ideas flashing through my mind. While he distracted the big brain, Mr. Happy wrenched control of the body. My hands undid my pants, and my jeans and underwear were suddenly around my thighs. Scarlet looked like a largemouth bass as she inhaled my member.
I pulled back, and she groaned in disappointment when my dick was suddenly freed. I leaned down and kissed her. When I broke the kiss, I tilted her head up and looked her in the eyes.
“Scarlet, I just want you to be happy. Even if this isn’t what I’m used to, the end result for me is your happiness.”
“David, I want to suck you now. I just want to please you, any way I can!” Scarlet pleaded, and then she got shy. “I’m feeling extra naughty tonight.”
Scarlet’s absolute need was embodied in the expression on her beautiful face.
I reached down, slid my hands inside the top of her corset, and pulled her breasts up until they popped out. Scarlet’s chest was utterly flushed, and her nipples were diamond-hard. At that moment, I’d bet she was dripping wet for me. What I saw before me was every guy’s fantasy.
I reached down, grasped her head, and pulled her back to my junk. Scarlet eagerly opened her mouth as I pushed forward. Despite my excitement, I needed to remember that I was responsible for her safety. I could envision getting overly rambunctious and choking her, or worse, as I drilled her face.
I began to slowly move my hips back and forth until I learned how much she could comfortably take. Once I figured that, I started to test her limits every few strokes. She would gasp when I finally pulled back.
As I used her for my pleasure, I began to talk to her.
“You have to up your game. I want you to let me know that you’re enjoying this,” I said.
Scarlet moaned in response.
I focused on my pleasure. My member felt like it was made of steel. Scarlet was giving me the sloppiest blowjob I’d ever had as she literally drooled all over my package. Once she got started moaning, she sounded like my own personal porn star.
I saw Scarlet wince when I pushed especially deep. I suspected her jaw was getting sore. Since I wanted this to be pleasurable for her, too, I pulled out of her mouth. Scarlet looked up at me, confused as to why I stopped.
