******** Part 2 to my Katy story. Below, you’ll find femdom, BBW, delicious non-consent, a little foot fetish, light edging, and a whole lot of unbelievability….so, suspend your doubts for a sec, take a break, kick off your shoes, grab your lotion, and enjoy! *********
I ignored Katy’s text requests for math tutoring for two days straight. On the third day, her brother Mike, cornered me at school.
“Hey man,” he said. “My little sister Katy wanted me to thank you for helping her out the other day with her math homework.”
“Oh,” I answered back, not sure how to respond.
“Yeah, I guess she’s struggling pretty bad,” Mike continued. “But she was raving about how you were some kind of math genius or something.”
I shuffled my feet awkwardly. “Oh, it’s nothing,” I said.
“No seriously,” Mike went on. “She won’t shut up about you. Anyway, she wanted me to check with you and see if it was alright if she uploaded the video of your tutoring session. I guess she thinks it might help some of the other kids in her class.”
My face paled considerably. “I’d really rather she didn’t,” I said nervously.
“Oh.” It was Mike’s turn to grow quiet. “Well, maybe you could at least drop by and help her out a few more times. She’s really struggling in math.”
“Sure,” I agreed reluctantly. Anything to finish this conversation.
“Great!” he said. “How about tonight? I could make dinner and afterward you and her could do your thing.”
My face paled again. This wasn’t going how I expected.
“Umm, well….sure, I guess.” Maybe if Mike were there, Katy would be less likely to try something with me.
We finished talking, then parted ways. I finished my classes but could barely concentrate. My head buzzed the whole time, worrying about what that night would bring.
I showed up on their step around five that evening, bracing myself as I prepared to knock. Before I could though, the door flew open and Katy lunged for me.
In the fraction of a second before she pummeled me with her body, I saw she was barefoot, wearing a short, tight dress that ended well above her knees and showed off all her curves. It was cut low at the top with a daring amount of cleavage that nearly bounced free as she plowed into me.
The next thing I knew, she had glued herself to me, bear-hugging my body to hers as she smooshed her huge thick breasts up against my chest. Her arms locked around my back as she began smothering me with wet, hungry kisses.
“Mike doesn’t know you’re here yet, so we have a few minutes,” she panted into my lips before continuing to ravage me.
I tried to escape, but there was nowhere to go. She used her body against me, hugging me tighter and tighter to her.
Meanwhile, she used her tongue to probe my mouth, fishtailing it around against my own. I felt myself hardening against my will and moaned in protest. What if Mike saw us like this?
As if in answer, I heard him call from in the house. “Katy? Where’d you go? Did your math guy get here?”
“Mike!” I squeaked out a cry for help, somehow managing to squeeze out of Katy’s grip. She shot me a frustrated scowl, but I was already disappearing inside the house, eager to put as much distance as possible between me and Mike’s predatory sister.
Mike was in the kitchen, finishing up dinner. He didn’t look like he’d seen me and Katy kissing, but all of a sudden I felt guilty as hell.
“Hey man!” he greeted me. “Just a few more minutes on this. Is chicken alright?”
“Chicken sounds great!” I said, a little too enthusiastically. My face was flushed deep red, and I could still taste Katy’s lips on mine.
“You feeling alright man?” he asked, and I forced a smile.
“You know how it is,” I said. “Just got a lot going through my head, trying to stay out of trouble.”
Mike shot me a high five. “Bro,” he said. “Don’t even get me started. Anyway, I really appreciate you coming over tonight. Katy’s been freaking out about this math stuff so bad. She said she would have already dropped the class if it weren’t for you, man.”
“Well, maybe I can help you both out,” I offered eagerly, hoping Mike would stick around to keep his sister’s hands off me.
“No. Thank you very much, but God no.” Mike backed away from me, both palms raised defensively. “I’ve already had all the math I can take. No, you guys enjoy that. I’m gonna waste my night vegging out in front of the TV.”
My spirit sunk and just then Katy sauntered around the corner.
“What are you two boys talking about?” she asked slyly, shooting me a quick flirty wink the second Mike turned his back. “You ready for tonight?” she asked me, making a quick blowjob gesture with her fist and her mouth.
My face turned beet red and I moved instinctively to the far side of the stove, standing so Mike was between us, as if I could somehow use his body as a shield in case Katy decided to jump me right there in the kitchen.
Mike was oblivious to it all though and began chit-chatting casually with us while he finished cooking.
About ten minutes later the three of us sat down at the table, working on our plates.
Katy made a point to sit diagonally adjacent to where I was, positioning her body so she was practically facing me. Mike sat a little further down the table. Maybe he figured we needed to be close in case we wanted to get a jump start on math. Either way, I wished he was closer.
Katy almost immediately put her bare feet on me under the table, rubbing up and down on my legs before sliding her soles up under my shorts. Her feet were cold against my inner thighs, and it was all I could do to stay in my seat.
She kept her eyes fixed on mine as she teased me, daring to push her toes closer and closer to my crotch.
I concentrated on my food, not sure how I could dislodge her without Mike realizing what was happening.
Mike was still oblivious and had started talking about the classes he was taking, professors he liked, fellow students he hated.
Katy ate her food slowly, always keeping a sensual, meaningful gaze on my face as she continued to toy with me. Her toes found my ball sack and scrunched around my skin there, pulling at my scrotum. My dick went rock hard.
I jerked, my knees banging against the table, and Katy laughed.
“You alright there, fella?” she asked teasingly.
Mike had stopped mid-sentence and was looking at me questioningly.
“Um, do you got a bathroom?” I asked, trying to play it off that I just had to pee.
“You’ll have to use the upstairs one,” Mike said.
“I’ll show you where it’s at,” Katy quickly offered.
Before I could protest she had grabbed my arm and was pulling me up out of my chair.
I tried to cross my legs to conceal my raging boner, but thankfully Mike was totally focused on his dinner plate as I swished by him.
Katy immediately got behind me and began pushing me up the stairs. I tried to put some distance between me and her, figuring if I could reach the bathroom, I could lock the door and buy myself some time.
The upstairs hall was unlit though, and I really didn’t know which door it was behind. I glanced over my shoulder and Katy was on her hands and knees, crawling toward me like some kind of animal!
I turned to run, but she caught me and yanked both my shorts and underwear down in one pull. Even concealed in the relative darkness, I panicked thinking that Mike might somehow catch me up here naked.
I twisted around, intending to bend and pull up my shorts. Katy was ready for me though. Already on her knees, she immediately plopped my dick in her mouth.
“Katy STOP!” I half whispered, half yelled, but she was already going to town, slobbering and jerking and mouthing on my exposed meat.
I instinctively pulled away from her, and she grabbed my ass cheeks, squeezed as she pulled me to her.
“God….Katy…..stop,” I could barely even speak.
She didn’t slow down though, seemingly determined to finish me off right there and then.
Her head bobbed back and forth on my groin, back and forth, as she sucked me off in the hallway. I clutched at her hair, feeling my cum welling up inside me, tried to push her away, get out of this somehow.
I was just about to fill her mouth with cum when she abruptly stopped and pulled my dick free of her lips. Looking up at me with a devilish grin, she rose, stood til she was face to face with me, then pushed her mouth to mine.
“Katy….we can’t do this!” But she continued aggressively tonguing my mouth. She grabbed the sides of my head, held my face to hers and began backing me down the hall toward her bedroom.
My head was spinning. She had me trapped, holding me close as she maneuvered me through her doorway.
It was pitch dark inside. I couldn’t see a thing, when Katy suddenly pulled away from me. I didn’t wait, immediately turned, intending to put some space between me and her.
There was a table in her room though that hadn’t been there last time I was here. I fell forward onto it, immediately crawled forward until my head was hanging off the far edge when suddenly my junk fell through a hole.
Somewhere toward the middle of the table, a hole had been cut out just large enough for my dick and balls to slip through.
I lay there for a second, trying to figure out what just happened when I heard and felt straps tightening around my waist.
“What the fuck Katy?!” I half-yelled, still worried that Mike might somehow hear and walk in on all this.
A light popped on, and I was bathed in a soft glow, much like the last time I was here. Katy was there, facing a camera with an excited smile playing on her lips.
“This is Katy again,” she spoke. “I’m back with the math tutor in our second session, and today we will be trying out some non-consentual edging.”
“Non-consentual what?!” I cried out, still shaken from being strapped down.
But Katy was already disappearing under the table. A monitor flicked on near my head, and suddenly there was Katy on the screen but also underneath me, under the table.
She had a light down there so we could both see everything. My dick hung down through the hole in the table, still half-hard from her sucking on it.
Katy shot me a hungry, excited look, then turned to address my cock. Knowing I could see exactly what she was doing, she put her mouth right up to my meat and breathed hot moist air up and down my shaft and all over the head of my penis.
I groaned at the surreal pleasure of seeing her on the monitor while feeling her beneath me.
She looked directly at the camera and into my eyes as she stuck out her tongue and began running the wet tip of it up and down my meat.
It was electric, and I shook where I lay, squirmed to escape her teasing. Katy laughed, eating up my discomfort and inability to do anything but watch her.
She placed the tip of my penis into her mouth, puckered her lips around the head and began sucking, using her tongue to draw me out to maximum hardness.
“Katy…..please…..” I begged.
In answer, she engulfed me with her mouth, then slammed my dick balls deep down her throat, gagging herself on my cock.
She pushed her mouth harder and faster on my dick, making sure I could hear her gagging sounds as she choked on me.
“Goddddddddd…….Katy……stop…..” I groaned, already about to lose it and spurt all over face.
She must have known how close I was because suddenly she pulled away from my dick, and crawled out from under the table.
There was an armchair strategically positioned just in front of the table where my head hung off. Katy plopped down in it and propped her feet up on the table edge, one on either side of my neck.
“Katy please…..” I pleaded. “Your brother’s right downstairs.”
“And we’re up here….studying math,” she cooed. It’s time for your math lesson my sexy, hung little tutor.”
She slid her right foot to my face, squeezed my nose between her toes, then pressed them to my lips.
“Does my stud want to cum?” she asked seductively. “Then, count my toes……”
I looked at her, not comprehending.
“How many toes are in your mouth?” she asked, and pressed a few of them past my lips. “You guess right, and I’ll let you cum, baby…..and I know you want to cum.”
Not sure I wanted to play this game, but hoping if I cooperated we could get this over with, I tried to count her toes.
It was hard to tell, so I used my tongue, lapping at each one of her piggies in my mouth.
Katy brought her left foot up and gave me a smack to the side of the head with it. I saw stars for a second.
“Uh-uh,” little math stud. “No cheating. Now, how many toes are in your mouth?”
“Three!” I tried to say around her foot.
Katy bought her left foot back up to my face, and I flinched, but she only caressed my cheek with it.
“Good boy…..” she cooed. She pulled her toes from my mouth, allowing a string of saliva to hang between my lips and her foot for a moment before shoving her big toe into my mouth.
“How many toes is that?” she demanded.
“One!” I tried to yell.
“That’s right,” she said. “One fat toe…..now suck it. Suck that fat little toe if you want to cum!”
I clamped my lips around her big toe and sucked for all I was worth.
Katy brought her other foot up, rested it on the top of my head, and pushed my mouth down onto her right foot. She clamped her little toes against my cheek, firmly planting her big toe in my mouth.
“Suck it!” she ordered. ” Suck it like a lollipop!”
I didn’t know what she wanted, so I began bobbing my head on her fat toe, licking and sucking on it as if it were a dick.
Katy moaned watching me, reached a hand up under her dress, and began touching herself.
“You look good giving me toe-head,” she cooed. “I think that deserves a reward….” With that, she got up out of the chair and slipped back under the table.
I watched her on the monitor as she grabbed my dick and spat on it, allowing a line of drool to slowly fall from her lips. She drizzled it all over my meat, then began furiously jerking me off.
I moaned and groaned, trying to keep my voice down, but Katy was quickly causing me to lose control.
She wrapped her lips around my meat, slid her mouth up and down on me, doing her best to get me to the edge.
When I was sure I was about to spray my load everywhere, she stopped again and quietly crawled out from under the table.
I expected she would plop down in the chair again. Instead, she pulled her dress up over her head, discarding it on the floor.
Her smooth, naked skin was erotic in the soft glow of the light. For a moment, I was mesmerized. And then, I remembered.
This was Mike’s little sister! Mike was right downstairs! Any minute he might come looking for us.
Katy seemed completely unconcerned about that possibility.
She kneeled in front of me, placed her mouth to mine, pushed her tongue down my throat.
I moaned, my dick rock hard and aching for release now.
She pulled away from me, raised slightly so her tits were right in my face.
“Here’s the second part of your math lesson,” she said. “Which of these is bigger?”
At this point, I didn’t care. “The left,” I said.
“Wrong answer, math stud…..” she said, and pressed one of her tits to my mouth, smothering me with it.
My lips closed around her nipple, and it was deliciously firm. I couldn’t resist flicking it with my tongue.
Katy moaned, began massaging her tit into my face, rubbing herself against me.
“You’re pretty good with that tongue of yours, math guy,” she said. “I wonder where else we can stick it.”
She raised up slowly, dragging my mouth down the length of her stomach, enjoying the feel of my lips on her skin. She brought me to her belly button, held me there a moment.
“Lick, math tutor,” she ordered. “Let me feel that delicious tongue of yours.”
I knew where this was heading, but felt completely unable to do anything about it. After all, here I was, strapped to a table in the bedroom of a girl I barely knew.
I pushed my tongue into her belly button, licked around for a few seconds.
Katy was ready for the next course though. She stood up straight, and now my mouth was face to face with her trim, naked pussy lips.
“You ready to learn about pi, math boy?”
She grabbed the back of my head and buried my nose in her pubes. She was already soaking wet, her pussy juices smearing on my lips, stringing along my mouth and chin.
“Ungh!” I moaned against her, but she ignored my cries and started humping my face.
“Too wet for you, tutor?” she teased me in a voice now husky with pleasure. “Lick it up then….lick me clean…..come on, lick that pie.”
With each command, she ground her pussy in my face, smearing me completely in her juices.
At last, she held my face to her pubes, smothering me until I complied. I licked her gingerly, tasting her. It was a wet, sticky mess.
She responded instantly to the feel of my tongue on her, gyrating her hips in my face and growing more and more excited.
“OHHHHH…..fuck me, fuck me with your mouth!” she cried out, her hands clutching at my head.
Finally, it got to be too much. Unable to wait any longer, Katy went around and started unfastening my straps.
As soon as I was free, I rolled to my left, intending to hit the ground running. Instead, I fell off the table and plopped face up onto a mat, the same plastic mat from the last time I’d been here.
I tried to get up, but Katy was already climbing on top of me, getting into position to ride my face.
“Katy, don’t!” I tried, but then she was straddling my head, lowering her pussy to my mouth.
“Finish up your pie, math boy,” she ordered.
I moaned beneath her, tried to wriggle free of her, but she clamped both hands around the sides of my head, pulled my face up into her, even as she began to hump my mouth.
She ground her soaking wet pussy up and down my face, pushing her clit up tight to my nose.
She began moaning louder and louder as she worked herself into a frenzy. I knew if I didn’t get her off quick, Mike would hear us for sure.
So, desperately, I began using my tongue like I had last time, slobbering all over her, painting her with it, pressing it into her, against her lips and clit, pushing it up into her hole.
Katy went wild, holding my head to her crotch tighter still as she fucked my face. It must have looked like some kind of sex rodeo with her bucking her hips, trying desperately to stay mounted to my mouth.
My head was dizzy, my breath faint as I tried to keep up with her. My whole face was covered in her musky pussy aroma, drenched in her vaginal perfume juices.
“Please…..Katy……” I begged, not even sure what it was I was asking for anymore. To leave? To cum? To end this somehow?
But then, Katy was crying out, issuing little shrieks of pleasure as she came finally.
“OH GOD! OH FUCKING GOD! OH GOD-OH GOD-OH GOD!”
She held my face to her as she humped out her orgasm, cumming once, twice, three times on my face.
Watching her, hearing her, tasting her as she writhed in pleasure against me, my dick was so hard it hurt.
But, at last, it was finished. She had came, and now I could leave. Just as soon as she got off me.
Except, Katy wasn’t done yet. She slid downward and laid slightly on top of me, moving her mouth to mine so she could kiss my mouth passionately, evidently not caring that her pussy juices were all over me.
She grabbed my dick, confirmed I was still hard as a rock, and started to climb on top of me.
“Katy stop!” I cried out, realizing she was going to full on fuck me now.
I couldn’t do it. This was Katy, Mike’s little sister, and she was about to fuck me if I didn’t do something to stop it right now.
I used all my strength to roll her off me, intending to dislodge her from my body.
Katy squealed excitedly though, clinging to me as she rolled onto her back. She locked her legs around my backside, hugged me to her, and suddenly I was on top, mounting her.
She pushed her pussy up onto my dick. I felt the hot wetness of her hole as I invaded her. She immediately bucked her hips, taking more and more of my shaft inside her.
No! I couldn’t do this! Not with Mike’s sister!
I pulled away from her, tried to roll away again.
Katy was only too happy to oblige. She rolled with me so she was now on top, pushed her pussy back down onto my dick.
“Katy……get off,” I pleaded.
“I’m trying to silly,” she said cruelly, and began fucking my dick, humping up and down on my meat.
I grabbed for her, intending to push her away, but instead she lowered her massive tits to my face, burying me in her cleavage.
I cried out guttural moans of confused ecstasy as she smothered me and resumed her wild ride on my dick.
“OH FUCK ME! FUCK ME, MATH DADDY!” she cried out, pounding her pussy balls deep against my groin.
Buried in her tits, hearing the clap-clap-clap of her body against mine combined with the unrelenting pleasure of being inside her, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I began thrusting my cock hard and fast up into her waiting snatch, loving the hot, wet, suction of it as it slid up and down on my dick.
“OHHHHH GODDDDDDD!” she screamed, letting me do all the work now.
“FUUUUUUUCKKKKKKK!” I screamed along with her.
And then, we were both cumming together, grinding and humping like animals against one another, desperately clinging to each delicious, glorious second as our juices mingled, our privates danced and kissed and sang out in intense, unquenchable sex.
I couldn’t get enough of her, couldn’t stop moving against her. Her mouth found mine, and I kissed it furiously, both of us panting, our breath hot against our lips.
“Katy…..” I breathed raggedly. “We can’t do this…..we can’t do this…..what about Mike?”
“Yeah, what about Mike?”
My blood ran cold as I glanced up to see Mike standing in the doorway, glaring down at us furiously.
“M-m-mike! I can explain!” I tried, but my friend (ex-friend?) was already storming off down the stairs.
“What the fuck, Katy?” I looked up at her. “What do we do now?”
She looked down at me lovingly, still recovering from the sex. “I don’t know,” she said lazily. “Doggy style maybe?”
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