Chapter 655 Jealous Heather [Iveyflame Sponsored]

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Alan quickly scrambled to his feet. He was so close to climaxing that he feared either of them touching his hard-on in any way, or even breathing near it.

He stood back, panting hard. He looked at the two girls and realized that his goal to get Heather excited and wet had succeeded beyond his wildest expectations. She had a near feral look in her eyes, and Janice did too. He was actually a bit worried the two hot and beautiful girls would advance on him and suck his cock dry. He held his hand out with a stop gesture while he doubled over and panted some more.

He realized, Dang. I'm in a bit of a fix. On the plus side, I have Heather right where I want her, as part of this never-ending battle to stay one step ahead of her. But on the minus side, I'm hardly in any shape to talk, much less start fucking her ass. My boner is still on a hair trigger. And besides, we're running out of time. Shit! What should I do?!

He decided that he had no choice but to push forward with his plans (and his penis), especially given the limited time problem. Still doubled over and breathing hard, he said, "Okay, Heather, it's time. Get back on all fours and beg. Show me how much you want my cock up your ass!"

Heather was so far gone with her arousal that she forgot about her earlier objections. Or at least she forgot until she was back on all fours. Even as she started wiggling her ass enticingly in Alan's direction, the thought hit her, What the fuck am I doing?! He's making me beg again. ME! Heather fucking Morgan! And with Janice watching, of all people!

But it was too late for her to stop. By this time her needy body was in control, with her mind just along for the ride.

To her surprise, she found herself saying, without any reluctance or sarcastic tone, "Alan, I need you to fuck my ass! No, I'm BEGGING you, I'm actually down on all fours, begging you to fuck my ass! Please! Please! I need it!"

Alan was so aroused by that sight that he was very nearly forced to close his eyes. It was all too stimulating, especially given the way Heather was erotically wiggling her ass. In fact, her entire body was writhing with abandon.

He was standing behind her, so he stepped forward and caressed her ass cheeks. "That's a good slut."

She burned with shame. "A good slut?!" And he's petting me encouragingly like I'm nothing more than his pet! His pet slut! Whom he's about to fuck in the ass! But... God... I can't help myself! Fuck your slut! Shove that big cock up my butt! Somehow, her anger was reinforcing her unbridled lust.

He knew he still had to stall for time, to give him a chance to back off the orgasmic edge. He looked over at Janice and was pleased to see her grinning from ear to ear. He was also happy to note that she was frigging her pussy, working up to quite a climax on her own.

Janice looked up at him and smiled wickedly. He smiled back and they traded knowing winks.

He decided to push his luck, because "Bad Alan" was in control. As he ran his hands all over Heather's tanned, muscular ass, he asked her, "Are you my slut, you sexy little cum dump?"

There was a long pause. Heather didn't want to admit to anything, especially with Janice there. She could feel her ears and face burning in embarrassment.

He contemplated smacking her firm ass cheeks, but instead suddenly jammed two fingers deep into her hot cunt.

She cried out for dear life and reared her head up like a wildly bucking bronco. Suddenly, her body was totally out of control as a massive orgasm tore through her. She found herself screaming, "YES! I'm your slut! Cum dump! Yes! Use me! Abuse me! God, YES!"

Janice thought she'd died and gone to Heaven. Even as Heather's body continued to shake and writhe orgasmically, Janice reached over and gave Heather's nearest ass cheek a slap. "There, there, such a good little cum dump."

Although Heather had her eyes tightly shut and had little to no control over most of her body, she roared angrily, "Janice! Gonna kill you!"

Alan laughed at that. But he also knew he had to do some damage control. He resumed fondling Heather's muscular ass cheeks, even as they were a moving target from all of her writhing. "Don't worry, Heather. Sure, Janice knows you're my slut - one of my sluts, that is - but she knows not to tell a soul. Not even her best friend Joy. If she does, I'm gonna make sure she gets in big trouble, even before you do the same for her. Nothing said or done here leaves this room, period! Isn't that right, Janice?"

Janice remembered the danger of pissing Heather off, and she didn't want to upset Alan either. She replied, "That's right. We're just having some sexy fun. Right, Heather?"

Heather growled menacingly.

Alan still needed to play for time, so he could have a proper strategic break before starting any ass fucking. He walked around to Heather's front side in order to check out the expression on her face.

He wasn't disappointed. Heather's face was contorted into a mask of anger and wild lust. His throbbing erection was bobbing freely in the air, and now seeing her like that caused it to twitch and rise up as surely as someone lifting it. He stepped closer so the tip of his dick practically bumped against her nose.

Heather looked up and felt a surge of anger when she saw his slightly smug face. "I'll bet you think you're pretty hot stuff!" she complained angrily, even as she stared longingly at his stiff boner. "Well, fuck you! Fuck you for being such a total stud! Fuck you for making me beg! Fuck you for making me love doing it!"

She thought, Shit! I'm trying to tell him off, but somehow it's coming out all wrong! I'm too horny to think straight!

Knowing that he had her right where he wanted her, he said, "Hey, Janice, come here and check this out. Heather's facial expression is priceless."

"NO!" Heather screamed desperately. "Janice, don't look! Don't look at me!" Heather had never felt so naked in her life. She wanted to cover her tits and ass with her hands, but her hands were helping hold her up, and for some reason she seemed incapable of standing on her feet to get out of her humiliating pose.

Alan said, "Janice, as usual, don't listen to her. I'm in charge here, Heather; aren't I?"

Heather didn't answer. In part, it was because she was nearly breathless. Hearing him say that literally took her breath away. She knew that if anyone so much as lightly grazed her clit, she would cum buckets.

"I can't hear you," he prodded. "Who's in charge?" When she didn't answer right away, he stepped a little closer and rubbed the side of his raging erection against one of her facial cheeks. His boner was soaked with a mixture of saliva and cum from all three of them, and he gleefully rubbed it into her skin.

Heather grumbled unhappily, "You are."

He dragged his dick across her face, going directly over her mouth.

Heather was still out of her mind with arousal despite her recent climax, which made her helpless to resist the urge to lick his cockhead when it came within range.

He kept it there for a few precious seconds, causing her to moan erotically while she passionately licked as much of it as she could reach. But then he kept on dragging it across her face until he was smearing the wetness of his pole on her other cheek too. He finally pulled back slightly.

Heather stuck her tongue out as far as she could, but his cock was just out of reach. Dammit! What the fuck?! Why is he being such an asshole?! Why won't he just let me suck on it? I'm Heather fucking Morgan, God dammit! Nobody treats me like this, especially in front of some loser like Janice.

She lurched forward, but he moved back just as much. Ugh! It's just... out of reach! ARGH! So fucking frustrating! I need that cock! I need to suck on it, NOW!

She lurched forward again, hoping to catch him by surprise. Her tongue managed to make contact with his cockhead for a few thrilling seconds, and she strained with all her might to reach it, eager to lick it, only to have him pull away just out of reach again. FUUUUCK! Why is Alan totally humiliating me like this?! I'm the fucking head cheerleader, for fuck's sake! I'm the most motherfuckingly beautiful girl in the whole God damn school! Son of a BITCH! If I can only get my lips and tongue on it, I'm gonna show him! He thinks it's amusing to keep me naked and on all fours? Well, I'll fucking show him, with the blowjob of his LIFE!

Janice walked around to where Alan stood. She smirked and started to say, "Well, well, well. Look who-"

However, Alan acted quickly. He was worried that he could be pushing Heather too far. It was one thing when he pushed her buttons - that usually just aroused her all the more. But having Janice look at her smugly and say rude things was an entirely different matter. So he pulled Janice in close and kissed her on the lips. Janice was still able to look down at Heather from time to time, and that delighted her to no end, but her mouth was most definitely occupied, so she couldn't say the rude things that she had intended.

At the same time, Alan pinned his erection up against his lower abdomen and cupped it with his hand so Janice couldn't touch it or even rub against it. His dick wasn't getting much of a break, since everything was so incredibly arousing, but at least it wasn't being actively stimulated in any way. With time running out, that was the best he could hope for.

Heather continued to writhe and moan as she waited for Alan to direct his attention back her way. She was so eager that she even would have welcomed his rubbing his cock on her face some more. This SUCKS! If I wasn't so keen on finding out about anal sex, I would never put up with this shit. If it was just him here, that would be one thing, but Janice? I hate her! She's like acid burning my skin. Especially since SHE gets to kiss him! Dammit!

With an eye to the clock, Alan broke the kissing. The idea had been simply to tease Heather a bit to prime her for the anal sex, but he'd gotten carried away. He knew he'd be lucky to have time to fuck Heather's ass properly, much less fuck Janice too. He knew in the back of his mind that he was acting quite recklessly in terms of time, location, and provoking Heather, not to mention the dangerously excited state of his penis. But things had a momentum of their own.

He whispered in Janice's ear, "Don't say anything to Heather at all, okay? She's right on the edge of turning into a vengeful bitch. Let me handle her mood, and watch all you want, but only speak if I ask you something, okay?"

She nodded.

He rewarded her by kissing her on the lips again, while reaching down and playing with her nether lips at the same time.

Heather's patience was at a breaking point. When she saw them start to kiss again, she griped, "Come ON! For fuck's sake, don't leave me hanging here! I've done everything you asked. Please!"

Alan broke the kiss and nodded. Heather was within easy reach, so he patted her head. "You have. That's a good slut. Now I'm gonna fuck your ass."

Janice couldn't help but snicker as she watched and listened to that.

Heather bristled, shooting Janice a look meant to kill.