Selena Kitt - Baumgartner Generations - Henry

“For real?” Her eyes widened in surprise and he felt his cock swelling just at the thought.

“Do it,” he said. “For real.”

He could tell she was getting off on this. She really liked it, being surrounded by all these guys watching her, all jerking off. He wanted to see her get off for real.

Val’s hips dropped and she began to touch herself. Henry couldn’t see-her pussy was at the wrong angle-but he didn’t care. It was her face he wanted to watch. Her tongue moved out to lick her lower lip and her cheeks began to flush as she rubbed herself faster and faster. The motion increased, her body swaying, rocking.

“That’s it.” Henry twisted the toy around his cock, moaning. Fuck, that was incredible! Every ridge inside the sleeve massaged him as he turned it again, making him quiver. “Make yourself come. Do it for me.”

“Oh yes.” Her eyes were closed, mouth open, breath coming faster, faster. He’d never seen anything so beautiful. “Oh, it’s so close.”

Yes, it was. Henry’s balls drew up tight. So very close. Across from him, he heard the Asian kid groan. Fuck!

“I’m gonna commmmme!” Val moaned, her hips rocking, biting her lip, her brow crinkling. He could see the pleasure on her face, could read it clearly, more clearly than he’d ever read anything, including words. This was a language he understood completely.

“Me, too,” he whispered, never taking his gaze from her face as he came, the spasms rocking his body. When Val opened her eyes, they’d already declared Henry the winner and she was smiling at him.

“I give up.” The Asian guy pulled the toy and the condom off. He hadn’t made it to orgasm number three.

Then there were two.

Marcus had them move the mattress and put two chairs across from each other. The excitement in the room was palpable. This was the last round, and Henry knew he’d won at least one of the Fleshlights. He didn’t care about the porn collection. He didn’t really even care about the Fleshlight that much anymore. He just wanted to find out what this round might entail.

“This round is different.” Marcus picked up the black bag and dropped both Fleshlights in. “Whoever gets hard first wins…and gets to fuck Val.”

Henry stared at him, sure he’d misheard. Then he looked over at Cody, whose eyes were lit up like stars. Oh no. Cody had only come twice. Henry had just finished a third time. How in the hell was he going to manage?

The guys around them went crazy at the thought, shoving and nudging the two of them in their chairs, saying things like “Lucky bastard!” and “Save some for me!” but Henry wasn’t paying attention to any of it really. There was no way. He would have to stand on his head to get his dick hard again.

And then Marcus surprised them. “Of course, you’ll have help.”

Val walked over, kneeling between the two chairs. Seeing her down there like that, her knees parted, her breasts shoved up by the corset, gave Henry some hope. His cock actually twitched. It didn’t do much more, but at least it was something.

“No way,” someone behind Henry murmured, but it was already happening. Val had Cody’s cock in one hand and Henry’s in the other. They were both soft. It wasn’t going to be easy. Of course, she was surrounded by plenty of guys with hard cocks who hadn’t come yet, who would be perfectly willing to take their places. That bolstered Henry.

“You like that?” Val’s hand was like velvet as she squeezed him, rubbing her thumb expertly over the head of his cock, hitting all the sensitive spots. He let out a whimper when she raked her fingernails lightly over his balls. Her other hand was busy in Cody’s lap, doing the same thing to him.

“I know you want my pussy.” She coaxed him, pulling on his cock like it was taffy, drawing him out. “I saw you looking at me.”

She was talking to both of them, turning her head back and forth, trying to pay equal attention, but he could have sworn she was talking just to him.

“That fake pussy doesn’t feel as good as mine, I bet.” Val let go of them both, sliding her hands between her legs and getting her fingers wet. Then she rubbed her juices over their cocks. Henry noticed how it made the head of his dick glisten.

“I want your cock,” she murmured, pulling, tugging. “I want it so bad. I have to feel you inside me.” Oh holy hell. He was starting to really feel something. Just the pleading sound of her voice was getting him hard again. He glanced over at Cody, but he was still just as soft as when she started. Henry figured he was about halfway there.

The crowd of guys noticed. They started chanting. “Hen-ry! Hen-ry! Hen-ry!”

“That’s it!” Val’s hand squeezed him, stroked him. She was excited to see him respond, and that made him even more aroused. She was still working on Cody, too, but it just wasn’t happening, and Henry made a mental note to thank his genes or God or something for his ability to get hard again so fast.

“I want to come all over your hard dick, baby,” Val urged, her eyes bright, and Henry moaned, beginning to thrust up into her hand. The whole crowd cheered and Val smiled, turning away from Cody and focusing her attention all on Henry. He gaped when she took her gum out and stuck it deliberately under his chair before taking his cock into her mouth.

“Oh man. No fair!” Henry recognized Dean’s voice and glanced up, seeing his roommate standing in the circle, watching.

But he didn’t have much more time to think about anything. Val sucked him until he was completely hard again, and they didn’t even get the mattress down on the floor. Instead, she climbed up into his lap, her breasts in his face, her pussy rubbing against his dick. She was very wet. She really came for me, he realized, and the thought made him crazy with lust. The crowd closed in on them, whooping, hollering, practically slobbering, but he couldn’t concentrate on anything but the girl in his lap.

“You’ve got a gorgeous cock.” Val whispered this in his ear. “I want to come all over it.”

Henry couldn’t think of anything he wanted more. He leaned back, letting her lead. When she reached down to grab him, rolling yet another condom on, he took a deep breath, feeling her flesh give as she rubbed him up and down her slit. He’d won the sex toy, but he’d completely forgotten about everything but Val’s body, her eyes, the soft feel of her ass in his hands as he guided her down onto his cock.

And her pussy. Oh my god. There was nothing better. She rode him nice and slow at first and he could feel her breath, hear her soft moans and sighs. Then she really got into it, hips rolling, tongue slipping into his ear, teeth biting at his neck. He could barely hold onto her.

“Fuck me,” she insisted, climbing off his lap and turning around to bend over a chair. He was dazed, clearly too slow to respond, because hands moved him, nudged him out of his seat, and then he was standing behind her, thrusting deep into her cunt. “Oh yeah, baby, fuck me hard! Come on! Do it!”

He could barely breathe. She looked back at him, eyes half-closed, and he felt her hand between her legs, rubbing at her clit. Every time he thrust into her, his balls touched her there, a rhythmic sway. Henry observed his cock sliding into her, her hot pink center stretched open to take all of him, and he was lost. He gripped her hips, thrusting deep, and heard her moan loudly.

“Make me come!” she begged, panting, fucking him back. Oh god, this was it. He was going to die. “Make me come, please, please, make me come!”

He couldn’t hold back, not for a second. He growled and thrust and came and felt her whole pussy clamping down on his cock like a vice. Plastic pussies don’t do that, he thought, grunting with pleasure as he emptied himself completely, sure that there wasn’t an ounce of fluid left in his body to give.