Kristen stood up and Megan approached. Of the 3, Megan was the cutest. Pixie blond hair, an adorable round face, pouty lips, and blue eyes you could lose yourself in.
She reached under her skirt and slowly slid her panties down around her knees and then her ankle and then stepped out of them.
"I've been wearing these for a few days," she told me, giggling. "I got them all nice and stinky for you."
She placed them over my head, with the crotch panel over my nose. I could smell her scent. Her beautiful pussy mixed with her sweat. My cock started to stiffen in my pants, making a noticeable bulge, drawing more giggles from the girls. From behind the edge of the pink panties, I could see all three of them, cell phones raised snapping pictures and laughing.
Megan approached again, removing the panties, balling them up and telling me to "open wide."
I am not sure exactly why I did it, but I can honestly say, the thought of her panties in my mouth made my cock harder. I could feel it throbbing in my pants.
I opened my mouth and felt the panties fill my mouth. Right behind her, Kristen leaned in, tearing a piece of duct tape off the roll and pressing it over my lips, sealing Megan's panties in my mouth. She leaned in and pressed her lips against the tape covering mine.
"Mwah!" she teased, kissing my taped lips.
"Now girls," MIss Cross instructed, "finish taping him up."
Each girl took a roll of duct tape and began winding it around my legs, ankles, knees, and chest, completely securing me to the chair. When they were done, I was completely immobilised, legs spread wide.
My cock was rock hard and I was leaking enough pre-cum to leave a small wet spot on the front of my pants.
Megan kneeled down, between my legs and slowly unzipped my fly. She fumbled a bit, unbuckling my belt and sliding my cock out from my underwear.
I felt a small breeze wash over my exposed cock, which was straining and standing at full attention.
Megan's beautiful lips wrapped around my cock and she slid it into her mouth.
I moaned deeply into the panties in my mouth. I squirmed and tried to press myself deeper.
She sucked on my cock slowly, paying close attention to the most sensitive areas, teasing me with her lips and tongue. I closed my eyes, ready to explode into her mouth when the sensation stopped.
I looked down to see her big blue eyes looking up at me. Her lips wet, hovering just a breath away from my straining cock. She bit her lip and looks so adorable. She tilted her head and whispered, "Sorry." Her full lips curled into a smile as she stood up.
Miss Cross, smiled too. "Excellent, Megan. Unfinished blow jobs are an excellent tool for teasing and denial. Of course, you have to know just when to stop. The perfect moment is just before they can't hold back. I've give you an 8 out of 10, Megan, which is excellent. You could have gone a bit slower, which would make the denial more intense at the end, otherwise, your technique is excellent."
She turned to Kristen. "You are up, Kristen."
Kristen pulled up a chair in front of me and reached her hand out, cupping my balls. "Ohhhh, they are already getting full," she taunted, playing with them. She looked back and Miss Cross. "Are you sure this is OK?" She nodded. "Just like we talked about."
Kristen looked into my eyes as she cupped my balls. Her hand slowly started to squeeze. It felt nice at first, but the more she squeezed, the more she smiled.
I started to shake my head and try to tell her to stop. The pain was growing as she grabbed more and more tightly. I tried to pull myself out of her grip, but was barely able to move at all.
