When I woke up the next morning, I actually felt kinda relieved. Although Steph had messed with me really hard, she’d stopped me from any real cheating, other than some slight touching. I was rationalizing away my guilt about the fact that, for a moment, I had wanted another woman to blow me. On the bright side, her prank only made me hate her more, so I was sure nothing more would happen and I could move on with my life.
I had another swimsuit with me, I don’t remember why, but it spared me from having to explain what happened to my other one. Nick and I planned to go SCUBA diving that day, while Colin was going to try surfing, and Steph and Sierra were just going to hang out. At least I would be away from Steph, but I could only pray that she would keep her mouth shut. While one the dive, I did think about how often Sierra did most of the talking when I see them together.
After we got back, I said hi to Sierra on the beach and went to our room so I could shower. While I was in there, I heard the door to the room open and close. I called out to Sierra but didn’t get a response. I thought that was weird, but I stayed in the shower to finish rinsing off.
And then I heard it behind me.
“I heard you were amazing last night.” I turned around. Steph was stepping into the shower behind me. She was completely naked. I swear, that woman was a ninja. Her gaze fixed on me like I was a fly caught in her web. I tried to keep my distance.
“How did you get in here?”
“Sierra gave me her key. I said I needed my phone charger back.” Without approaching me, she picked up the soap and started lathering herself up.
“Fuck, Steph, this isn’t funny, and neither was what you did last night.”
She laughed.
“What? You thought I was gonna blow you underwater? I wouldn’t be able to breathe.”
My mouth moved as it to respond and then realized that made sense. She worked the soap all along her body, and started rubbing and squeezing her tits.
“Well, it still wasn’t cool,” was all I could get out.
She smiled.
“How about I make it up to you?”
“How?”
She leaned in and started kissing my chest, slowly working her way up.
“Wait,” I protested. “Sierra could come back any second.”
Her lips were at my neck and approaching my ear. She ran her hands sensually along my body.
“Then we better hurry.”
She pressed me against the wall and put her lips to mine. Her tongue snaked into my mouth. I’d been fighting myself until that point, but that was it. All the sexual energy I been holding in came out. I grabbed her and we made out with a savage passion.
She turned around and guided my hands to her tits and I squeezed. Meanwhile she pressed her ass against my cock and started jerking me off with her cheeks. My hands explored her body and eventually found her clit. I rubbed my hand in a circle. In response she moaned and kept twerking me with her bare ass. It felt amazing. We fell into a rhythm of masterbating each other, going faster and faster. Her hand came up and squeezed my head to hers as she ran her fingers through my hair. Then it came down and found my dick.
“Your cock is mine now,” she said between moans.
After a few minutes of this, we were both close. Our speed was approaching overdrive and our moans were nearly screams. As her orgasm hit, she screamed and squirmed. She lost her grip on my dick and I had to hold her up. When she was done, she leaned against me to catch her breath. I still hadn’t come. I waited for her to do something, but she stood up, pulled away the curtain, and stepped out.
“Wait, you’re done? What about me?” I asked, incredulous.
“I told you. Your cock is mine, and I’ll say when it gets to cum.” She walked out.
I was pissed. I ran after, ready to make her finish me. I found her getting dressed.
“You fucking bitch!”
She wasn’t intimidated. She pulled on her shorts and bikini top, then tossed me a bundle of clothes. My surprise halted my rage for a second. I opened the bundle to find my shirt and swimsuit from the night before. Steph found her charger and walked around me to the door.
“I’ll tell Sierra you’ll be right out. You better not keep her waiting.”
She left. She’d left me hanging AGAIN. Honestly, I was so mad I couldn’t even jerk myself off. I swore, next time she pulled something like this, I wasn’t gonna let her get the upper hand. Little did I know I was playing right into her hands.
Stay tuned for the final part where I finally got to fuck her.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7bvtbx/mf_she_made_me_want_her_part_3