The Terrace View Apartments Part 4

The same bra that I had just been wearing a few moments earlier.

When she slipped out of her pants, I found that she was also wearing the pink lace panties, which were still wet. As I was the only person in the room and I was also handcuffed, Candy came down from the stage and proceeded to rub the wet lace all over my face and crotch. I was instantly hard again, and I reached to touch Candy’s magnificent breasts, but Candy wagged a finger teasingly at me and then handcuffed my left hand to my chair.

Bobby came by with my lunch, and found Candy wiggling away on my lap. He/she handed over the food and several beers, and Candy began to erotically feed me. Some of the food went directly into my mouth; some of it went down my pants. Some of it went into Candy’s panties first before going into my mouth. And some of it was slathered onto Candy’s tits where I would try to lick up whatever was stuck in Candy’s mesmerizing cleavage.

And there was also the cold beer, which was poured down my throat in between every bite. Actually, it wasn’t just poured, but rather the longneck bottle was gently but firmly pushed into my mouth so that I was deep-throating the bottle to get a sip.

It was overwhelming my senses, as Candy’s fingers in my hair combined with the greasy food being ground into my lap by the rhythmic motions of Candy’s ass. It was all too much, and I let myself go and took the bottle all the way down my throat just as I burst forth in orgasm once again.

The wet spot grew rapidly on my pants, but Candy wasn’t content. She continued dancing in my lap and had me rock hard again with just a few minutes. It was amazing. I’d certainly never experienced anything like this in my old life!

And then, to my utter dismay, the song ended. Candy took a suggestive sip of my beer and discarded her bra by draping it over my head. She blew me a kiss and then strutted back to the dressing room, leaving my cock so hard that it hurt. And since my hands were both handcuffed, I wasn’t able to adjust the awkward tent that had formed in my pants.