Tristan listened to the radio show with his eyes widened, earlier Roth had been throwing shade on him and now he seemed proper invested in gay sex - this was something beyond Tristan’s comprehension. Roth’s voice uttering all the things Tristan wished to do with him was having a strange impact on Tristan, “Spread those cheeks wide before devouring his hole, and by wide, I mean WIDE. None of this baby spread nonsense. You want to get up IN there. Pull his cheeks apart as far as they go before feasting on that cake.” Tristan swallowed saliva as Roth continued to go on about the subject. Tristan realized with his breaths getting heavy that Roth still had the kind of influence on him that just his voice could turn him on. “This one goes for both gay and straight couples: change up locations! Are you a pro or are you a pro? Pros don't have sex in the bedroom every single time. They take their lovemaking sessions to the living room, laundry room, outdoors, and even sex clubs.”Tristan’s b
Oliver said, “I have a terrible crush on this guy, but he is still so hung up over his previous love interest. How do I let him know that I am attracted towards him?” Tristan’s brain started going fuzzy as he figured that Oliver had in fact said what he thought he had said, after thinking that maybe he had trouble hearing or maybe it wasn’t Oliver at all. But now as Oliver was describing his situation, Tristan had no option but to believe in his ears. His mind failed to comprehend Oliver’s words. He realized that Oliver knew so much about him but he knew nothing about Oliver. Who was this guy that Oliver had a crush on? Could it possibly be him? Because the way Oliver described their situation was fitting to the circumstances they had met in. Tristan felt like his brain was just dipped in cold water and then shaken up good. He got up and started pacing around the room, not paying attention to Roth’s response to Oliver, creases building up on his forehead as he contemplated the situ
Roth returned home after having dropped Eleanor to her house after the radio show. The mansion felt especially empty without neither her nor Tristan in there. He took a deep breath as he sipped on the orange juice in the kitchen. He would have to get used to living like that. As he sat on the stool next to the kitchen island, he pondered over what Eleanor had said to him earlier in the studio and a somber smile spreaded out on his face. He had laughed in her face then when she had suggested that, and she got embarrassed and they had changed the topic entirely. Roth was not the most self-aware person on the planet, but if he knew the first thing about himself, it was that he was not a long-term relationship person. He assumed the reason sex wasn’t as appealing to him as earlier was because he needed to spice up his game. His eyes twinkled with an idea as he picked up his phone to call Ivanka again. x - x - xOliver’s penthouse looked especially exquisite in the dim yellow lights tha
Long term relationship, Roth scoffed inwardly as he thought of what Eleanor had said. He just needed to make his sex life a little more kinky, he thought as he said softly to her, “That’s good. Finger yourself now.”She groaned in excitement and her mouth hung open as she pushed a finger into her warm pussy, she began to work it in and out of her wet opening. He watched her pushing a second finger into her pussy and a squishing sound beginning to pulse in the room. Her free hand cupped her left breast firmly. “Ohh,” She cooed. She was going to come soon.“Stop,” He announced. “Put your arms out in front of you,” He ordered.“Hold them out right now.” She reluctantly stretched her arms out leaving her quivering cunt unattended to.“Please let me come. I’m so fucking wet I have to come or I’ll explode.” She pleaded, panting heavily.“I said finger yourself, not make yourself come,” Roth said emotionlessly. x - x - xOliver had suggested that they take a walk after dinner and so now the
“You’re going to suck my cock now,” Roth said. She nodded as he positioned the tip of his cock on her lips and as she opened them to take him in, he flicked the switch on the remote. She flinched and moaned loudly. He slowly pushed my cock into her waiting mouth, letting her warm tongue taste each inch of him. He groaned as he filled her mouth, then slowly withdrew. He turned the wheel on the bullet remote to increase the vibrations. She moaned accordingly and he pushed back into her mouth. Her lips reverberated around his shaft as she moaned while sucking him. Then, he gripped the back of her head and began to thrust into her mouth, each stroke going deeper and deeper. The deeper he went the more he turned up the vibrations. She was groaning and gasping around his cock, and he watched her with an expressionless face. Soon her nose was pressed against his trimmed pubic hair, the head of his cock was being squeezed by her throat. Even though she was not a newbie at that, she gagged a
He lay forward with his chest against her back. Her body was sticky with sweat and he was getting close to coming. He pumped hard and deep into her pussy sending a squelch out with each thrust. “Oh fuck. You’re gonna make me come again. I’m getting close” She was so animalistic and uninhibited. His hips were like a blur, he was so desperate to come. He wanted to fill her with my hot jizz as he felt her buck and shiver underneath me.He was finally starting to have some pleasure out of it, when his phone rang from the pocket of his pants on the ground. He groaned, this was the first time that he had forgotten to put his phone on silent mode during sex. “Oh Fuuucckkk. Yes, yes, yes. Oh my fucking God. Ah Yes!” She screamed into the bed, too caught up in her own pleasure to even hear the phone ringing, her voice was becoming hoarse from her constant moaning and growling. The ring of the phone was barely audible as she squealed with unrestrained pleasure, making it easy for Roth to igno
There was Roth who could not even pretend to care about Tristan, and then there was Oliver, who was willing to sacrifice his sleep for him. Tristan knew if he would ask Oliver to pull up to his house at that time, Oliver would be there without a question. Tristan took a deep breath, “Thank you, Oliver.” He meant it. “Are you okay, Tristan?” Oliver did not sound sleepy anymore, rather he seemed genuinely concerned. His concern broke all dams that Tristan had been trying to build before his tears. Oliver spoke again when his previous question was met with no response, “Tristan, seriously, I am worried, what’s up?” And he did sound worried, but who was going to tell him that Tristan was crying soundlessly on the other end. Then Tristan did the stupidest thing that he could do at that moment - he ended the call, and while doing so, he completely forgot that the person on the other end was not Roth, it was Oliver.Oliver, who put Tristan even over his own happiness and comfort, and Oli
“Hayley … Mary-Ann … and that sociology girl …” Roth softly said, moving his face closer to her face which was heating up rapidly. His voice seemed extra deep as he softened his gaze, and his breath started to get heavy. She stayed silent, praying for him to let go of her because the wetness between her legs penetrated her skirt and reached his legs, but he showed no such intentions, because he moved his face even closer to her. So close that she could feel his breath on her neck. “Why not you, Eleanor?” Of all the things he could have said, this was the last thing she expected him to say, and her surprise was written all over her face because she turned towards him, “What?” It was not like she had not heard him, she just wasn’t sure if she had heard him correctly. He laughed somberly, and then lightly nodded, “I mean you are practically my girlfriend anyway, why not make it official?” “Girlfriends don’t set their boyfriends up with random girls,” Her face was going red as she sc