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Dream races around in the room in her dress, humming angrily under her breath as she makes another lap around the bed. The bottom of her dress keeps coming up just a few inches before her ass, and I’m tempted each time to take a peek underneath it.
I close my eyes as she comes around again. She’s been doing this for the past hour and a half, and I’m teetering between the idea of locking her in the bathroom or throwing her over the bed and finding out once and for all what’s under her dress.
Both feel like good ideas at this point, which is ridiculous because neither of them would bring us any closer to rescuing Eddy. They’d probably just make things more difficult, creating unneeded tension between Dream and me.
The problem is, there’s already tension between us, and I don’t have to do a damn thing to keep it building. It’s doing that on its own as Dream continues to walk circles around me, putting me into a trance with her exposed legs.
My cock aches in my pants, and it’s starting to genuinely hurt having an erection this long. They tell you that you should see a doctor if you pop a pill and have an erection lasting longer than a few hours, but this thing has been throbbing in my pants all day.
If I die, I’m blaming it on Dream.
She makes another lap around the bed, and I reach out and flick my fingers at the bottom of her skirt, lifting it up just a bit. She pretends not to notice, doing another lap around the bed, so I flick it up again, more this time.
A little flash of white panties, and I’m caught red-handed.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she asks, swiping my hand away as she comes to a stop.
I shrug. “Just passing the time, same as you.”
“You’re really immature. I hope you know that,” she says, her expression changing drastically when her eyes wander down to my lap and she sees how large my erection is. “Um, I don’t want to see that. I know you’re doing that on purpose.”
“I can assure you that I’m not. Men don’t have control over their erections,” I reply, brushing my hand over my lap. “It’s entirelyyourfault.”
She wrinkles her nose at me, but I can see a spark of interest in her eyes. “Can’t you just… adjust it or something? Does it have to be sticking out like that?”
“The only thing that’s going to fix this is if you get on your knees and suck me off,” I reply, unable to control my words anymore. My dick is doing all the talking, and it doesn’t seem to care whether I get in trouble for it.
“I’m not doing that,” she says, shaking her head. “You can take care of yourself.”
An idea sparks way back in my subconscious mind, working its way into my consciousness and then immediately into my words. “Maybe I should take care of myself. Then we could both just relax,” I say, rubbing my hand over the bulge in my pants. “Fuck, I really need to get off. I’d really lose control if I didn’t.”
It’s hot in the room, but I see goosebumps appear on her arms. She crosses them, frowning slightly as her cheeks turn red. “Yes, maybe that’s for the better. Just get it over with quickly so you don’t end up doing anything stupid.”
“Right,” I say, watching her face closely as I sit up on the edge of the bed and undo my belt. I pull my gun out and set it beside me, but her eyes are focused on one thing and one thing only – my erection.
I unzip my pants and pull them down, but she still doesn’t move. Is she really going to watch me as I cum all over the floor in front of her? I’ve never been watched before, admittedly, and it’s turning me on more than it should.
I don’t question her intentions. That would ruin the moment and probably have her running off the bathroom to hide until I finish.
No, I want to keep her here. I want her to see what she does to me when she’s walking around in that little dress she picked out today. She should know that she not only makes me frustrated beyond words, but also hopelessly aroused.
As I pull down my underwear and my cock revels in its newfound freedom, it grows even bigger, matching the way Dream’s pupils are growing as she stares at it with an open mouth.
God, what I’d do to have her mouth on my cock right now.
But I don’t want to rush it. One wrong move, and she’s bound to leave me with blue balls.
I grab my cock, trying to meet her eyes but failing as she becomes fixated on what I’m doing with my hand. She can’t look away, and she doesn’t blink. She just stands there, her breath caught in her throat and her words stolen from her as I jerk off on the edge of our bed.
I get a rush from her watching me, a crackling electric pulse that flows through me every time I think about what I’m doing. It heightens my pleasure, causing my cock to swell in my hand until it’s aching for immediate release.
Sweat grows on my hairline, and I feel the energy in the room shift. I stiffen, watching how Dream arching her back ever so slightly, signaling her approval as I begin to climax.
Her body reacts to my orgasm, her mouth opening a little wider and her weight shifting so that she’s leaning closer to me as I pump my white-hot seed across the floor at her feet. I push my hips out, trying to get some onto her and succeeded when it splashes across her toes.
She flinches but says nothing as I finish, in total awe at what just happened.
I shake my cock, flicking the remainder of my oversized load onto the floor and looking down at it. I never cum this much at once, and my balls are sore from the intensity of my orgasm.
