Chapter 46
"What do you think?" Tom asked Tristan as they both sat in his study, discussing business while everyone else was still having fun outside.
"Well, the boy seems sharp for his age. It'll be difficult, but if we manage to do it, then the blunder of the recent incidents will be covered for." Tristan replied.
"I agree. The Haller family has enough money to make that possible." Tom nodded in assent before he said, "The only problem that remains is his cooperation."
"Hmm…" Tristan fell into deep thought before he said, "Don't worry about it. He's still a young boy, stepping into manhood. Dealing with him is the same as dealing with those of his age. A pretty girl and all would be resolved."
Tom nodded before he looked at Tristan meaningfully, conveying his intentions through his eyes.
Tristan sighed before he said, "I'll see if my daughter can coincidentally run into him at the mall."
The earlier attempt of them hitting off with each other was shot down by Tyler, who clearly didn't seem interested. But socially active people didn't need much to go on. Anything could spark a conversation, and from that conversation, the path to the bedroom wasn't very far away.
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The pool party was still in full swing, with the men absent and young men like me busy gawking at the women. Ross was glued to Mira, who treated him like air. Poor guy.
Scott sat in a corner on a recliner, clutching his hand, which still seemed to be hurting. He was having trouble while eating as well, so I guess it was something serious. Well, he'd think twice before bothering Sasha again.
Aunt Elise and Selena were busy on their own, with Selena boasting about her adventures while Aunt Elise listened from one ear and discarded it from the other.
Sasha and the girls were busy chatting with each other. Sasha was making flirty glances whenever she could. I still couldn't read Mira and whether or not she had 'my' panties or not. Okay, that came out wrong.
Anyway…
Sara was still avoiding my gaze, and Carol tried to chat me up whenever she had the chance to, but I was just too worried to even think about her. Granted, I had a great chance with her if I were to try, and I was willing to bet we'd be booking a motel room on our first date, but as I said, I was worried.
I simply sat between them, smiling whenever I could while picking whatever I could, but nothing changed.
Sasha was still a naughty minx, Mira was focused on Sara, Sara was avoiding me, and Carol was trying to flirt with me.
It would have been a very ordinary pool party to the very end until Sasha said, "Oh no!"
We were all startled when she suddenly did that.
"What?" Sara asked, the one who was most startled.
"I had a package to pick up today, which I totally forgot about," Sasha said with a worried expression on her face before she checked the time on her watch. "There's still time. I can make it if I leave now."
Then, she turned to Mira, who immediately looked away. She knew full well what Sasha wanted. A ride. Sasha scoffed and turned to me. "Can you take me there, Tyler? I swear it's not far."
"Sure," I replied. I couldn't help but think something was off, but I nodded nonetheless.
"Yay!" Sasha hugged me lightly before she ran to her room, saying, I'll just put a shirt on and meet you in the driveway.
"Sure," I replied before I turned to the others and said, "Sorry, guys. I guess this is it for today."
"You know you didn't have to go, right?" Mira said.
I smiled and said, "Can you say no to her when she's like that?"
"Yes." She immediately shot back.
"Well, I can't." I ended the argument and made my way to the driveway, just equipping a T-shirt from the inventory. I didn't even have to wait a minute when Sasha came running out of the house, just a white shirt on her body. Her bottom could be seen, but since it was a one-piece anyway, it wasn't much of a difference.
"You're not planning on going out like that, are you?" I asked.
She smiled and replied, "Oh, I won't be going anywhere out of your car."
"Why?" I asked as I found it a little strange.
She simply smiled but gave no reply to my question, which I found weird once again, but it wasn't like I could do anything about it.
When Sasha was so lively like that, it was hard to say no to her. We got into the car, and I drove away from the house. I was still on the road when she said, "Pull on the side."
"Why?" I asked, but my answer came soon as I saw her taking off her shirt before she lowered the straps of her swimsuit, and then squirming out of it, becoming fully naked.
Her pussy was practically gushing as she said, "I can't take it anymore, Tyler. Please, do something about it."
Her plea sounded desperate and hot. Without even thinking much about it, I pulled over to the side of the road and tinted the windows of the car.
The pink hue emitting from her intensified as I got closer to her.
[Lust level: Orange]
My lust only increased the closer I got to her. The incomplete handjob from earlier was also taking it's toll on me so without much I thought, I dug in.
She was so wet that my lips were wet in a second as soon as they touched her.
"Ahhn~~" Her moan was desperate. She couldn't take it anymore and pressed my head from behind. I didn't even think about letting her down and began to fill my mouth with her wetness. Sweet, sweet nectar flowed into my mouth as I felt the effects of her lust flowing into me.
My lust was getting out of control, my dick becoming harder than steel. Still, I felt satisfied at the same time as the pink hue emitting from her slowed into me via my mouth.
I didn't exactly know how I could eat gaseous matter, but like it mattered. All that mattered was that the more I consumed it, the more I wanted it, and the more I felt satisfied at the same time. Gulp after gulp.
"Ahhnn~~ Hunnggg~~~ Ehhuun~~" Sasha moaned and moaned as she could no longer provide strength to her hand to push my head deeper. Her whole body was livid and trembling at the same time. It was as if the earth was quaking and she was bearing the full brunt of it.
I looked up at her while still busy with her mouth to find her mouth open, hungrily sucking air and her tongue out, as if it was livid as well.
Her eyes rolled back into her head while her head was slightly raised. The scene, from my perspective, was something I hadn't even seen in porn. Porn lied.
This was what a woman feeling ecstasy was really like.
Gone, but still in this world.
"Slurp. Slurp." I remained diligent at my job while Sasha remained diligent at hers.
"Ahyynngg~~~" Providing me with the melodious tone of her moaning, which was music to my ears and a powerful aphrodisiac for my senses.
It was getting harder to hold back now, but I couldn't just jump her. So, I opted to finish the job before I thought of the next step.
And to facilitate that step faster, I brought my tongue out of her small pink hole and traveled just a little in the upward direction until I discovered her little nub perfectly hidden in her confines.
Just a small lick, just as my tongue touched it slightly, it wasn't even a full flick, she erupted.
"TYLER~~~~!!!!!!!!!" Suddenly, she regained her strength as she smashed my head into her crotch and closed her legs around me, probably intending to suffocate me with her aroma. Not a bad way to die, I thought.
But dying was the last thing on my mind. The most urgent matter at hand was to drink the juices she was letting out of her body. Like a hose spewing water in a straight line when pressed, she was letting out her juices in the same manner.
Gulp after gulp, the mouthfuls she provided me with were massive, and if I wasn't so thirsty for that liquid coming out of her, I might have missed some of it, but my hunger increased with each gulp while it was sated at the same time.
I kept on going and going until all that came out of her were droplets.
"Hnn~~" She'd let out a small grunt every time I'd lick her slightly red lips. Her pink pussy had turned a slight shade of red due to my vigorous vacuuming. Still, it was just as sensitive as each lick or pump induced a small grunt from her lips. Heavenly as before, it looked so inviting that I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and unbuttoned my pants, releasing my nine-inch pole from its prison, ready to dive in.