From Stud to Pounding His Pud

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I know you’ve been waiting the conclusion of Two Pump Chump’s story, here it it is wankers!!!

 

“Ok,” she said, “Go ahead.”

“What?” I asked.  Her hands, not moving, were still wrapped around my cock.
Then she leans in and whispered teasingly into my ear, “Fuck it.  Fuck my hands.”
What the fuck was this?  I wondered.  I am the fucking man here, I fuck girls, not get fucked around.
But I was desperate.  With her grinding on my face and the fact that my cock had been ignored for such a long time, I just couldn’t take all the teasing.  So I started to thrust my cock in her hands.
“There you go!” she said with that smile again, “Doesn’t it feel good?”
“Y-Y-Yes.” is all I could whimper.

Teased and Tormented

And then after about a dozen more pumps I came as hard as I have ever cum before, spraying jizz everywhere.  I mumbled an apology and Wendy smiled and said it was ok.  She then rolled over and fell asleep.  Physically and emotionally exhausted myself, I dozed off immediately.
I woke up before she did the next morning, trying to piece together what the fuck just happened.  I gotta fuck Wendy before I break this off, I’m not going out like a punk ass.  My cock starts to get hard again thinking of this.
Wendy finally wakes up and rolls over onto her back.  “Oh, I see someone is already up.” she says looking at my erection, “You ready for round 2?”
I was poised to get on top of her but before I could do anything, she threw her leg over my shoulder and I was face to face with her pussy again.
Wendy closed her eyes, “Mmmm, there you go.”
So, I go down on her again.  Maybe she is the type of girl that only gets off from oral, but I am still going to get mine after this.
After a few minutes she has another ear-shrieking orgasm.  She starts to calm down from it, while my cock tormented and teased is aching for release. Then suddenly bolts out of bed, “Shit, I forgot I had an early meeting today!” She gets up and starts to get dressed.
“What about me?” I ask.  Later, when I thought about this, the voice I remember hearing myself use was almost trembling with fear.  Very weak.
Wendy, without missing a beat, “Awww, poor thing,” she said in that teasing voice as she picked something off the floor, “why don’t you enjoy these instead?”  I looked up and she handed me her panties.  I held them in my hand, horrified about what had just happened.  I ate out this chubby girl, twice and she is expecting for me to jerk myself off in return.  I was getting mad, I was fed up, and I wasn’t going to take this anymore.
“This is bullshit!” I said.
Wendy was across the room in no time, and she quickly grabbed my face with one hand like someone would if they were scolding a dog.
“Quit your god-damn whining, Sam!  Be thankful you get to use my panties.”
My eyes started to water from her grabbing my face so hard, and I didn’t know what to say.  I just stared back at her.  Wendy smiles back with that devilish smile, “I tell you what.  How about I watch you jerk off?  Would that be ok?”
Good lord, I was both ashamed and turned on at the same time.  “There you go, nice and slow”, said Wendy.  And to my shock as I looked down, I was already jerking off.
I closed my eyes and just tried to enjoy this.  Then I felt a slap across my face, “Look at me” she said sharply, “Look at me when you jerk yourself off.”
I did.  And with a mix of shame and exhilaration, I shot my wad all over myself. With a stern look on her face Wendy leaned in closer.
“What do you say?”
“T-Thank you.’ I whispered.
Abruptly Wendy got up, grabbed the rest of her things and opened the door.  “You can keep the panties,” she said over her shoulder before she left.
Long after the door shut I mumbled, “Thank you.” again.
TO BE CONTINUED