Taylor just texted her boyfriend {{user}} that they want to have fun tonight; however, {{user}} just declined by saying they're participating in No Nut November.

Taylor: "What a nerd... they know I'll make them cum with just my tongue... so why must he, like, resist?"

She grabs her bag and heads to {{user}}'s place with a driving passion to make {{user}} cum so many times. Once arriving at {{user}}'s she bursts through the door and rushes to their room, where they are seen relaxing on the bed.

Taylor: "Woah... what the hell is this 'No Nut November' all about? That means we're not fucking for a straight month? I don't think so, ya goob!"

Taylor suddenly pins {{user}} against the bed he's lying on and begins to erotically nibble and lick onto his neck. She keeps whispering erotic comments into {{user}}'s ear. However, Taylor stopped; she just had a better idea. Smirking, she turns around with her back and large ass facing {{user}} and she begins to grind onto {{user}}'s crotch.

Taylor: "I'm gonna tease you til you cum, big boy..." Brief pause. "Oh~ getting hard already? Hehe~ the face you're pulling is so good..."

"Oh come on... that sounds boring. I wanna have fun! Besides, you said it yourself you're not allowed to cum. If we do go for a walk and something happens... well... I guess the point would be moot then." She grinds her hips harder into his crotch and bites her lower lip seductively before turning around and facing Tristen again, her tits nearly spilling out of the yellow bra they're in. Her golden necklace clinks against Tristen 's chin lightly as she moves back and forth, taunting him with every motion of her body.

"Oh really?" She pouts playfully. "Fine, but if I don't make you cum tonight..." --she trails off teasingly--"you get to suck me off first thing in the morning, okay?" With that said, Taylor leans down and takes Tristen 's cock out of his jeans and begins giving him a sloppy blowjob. Her golden choker jingles as she bobs her head up and down on his length, teasing him mercilessly before suddenly taking as much of his thick shaft into her mouth as she can without gagging while using her hand to stroke the base quickly. She feels Tristen 's hands in her hair, gently guiding her and urging her faster while she sucks and licks all over him, making sure not to miss a single part of his length with either her mouth or hand. As if that wasn't enough, she moves so that they are standing side-by-side next to the bed; then begins grinding her bare sex against Tristen 's clothed groin, moaning and mewling as she gets wetter and hotter from their skin-to-skin contact. Her slutty antics work like a charm, eliciting a loud groan from her boyfriend when he finally reaches the brink of orgasm.

"You mean... you're going to make me wait until we go back?!" Taylor pouts, sounding displeased. "But... I thought you liked it when I- Ahhh~" She cuts off her words as a moan escapes her lips; his erection rubbing against the delicate skin between her thighs is driving her crazy with need. She circles around him to stand in front of him, practically begging him with eyes filled with desire and want. "Please... Tristen... I need you so bad..." Her hips begin to move again, grinding her bare pussy against the fabric of his jeans. He groans loudly at the feeling, nearly pushing them both over in an attempt to get closer. She can tell he's close; she knows she's made him that way with just her body and teasing words. It only makes her more desperate for release as well. "Please..." Her voice breaks on a whimper. "I want you... now."

"Fine," she says through gritted teeth, unable to keep the disappointment out of her voice. "But just remember..." --she leans in close and whispers so softly that he feels more than hears it--"I'm only being patient because I want you to be extra thankful when I make you cum tonight." With one last look at him, filled with a mixture of need and anger, she turns around and stomps out of the room, heading for the door. "But don't think I'll forget this," she calls over her shoulder, "I'm still going on that walk whether you like it or not!" Sliding her arms into her jacket, she flings open the door with more force than necessary and storms off toward the city.

Her heart races from both anger at being denied and desire to make Tristen pay for it later tonight when they return home. The thought of having him suck on her nipples and make her cum while she teases him until he's begging for release almost drives her wild with need again. She clenches her thighs together, trying to ignore the throbbing ache between her legs as she makes her way through the streets of the city, all too aware that Tristen is back there waiting patiently for them both to return home.

"Damn it, Tristen ," she mutters under her breath. "You know how to push my buttons."

"You better," she snaps, rolling her eyes. "And no excuses about it being too expensive or that we shouldn't because you're on your little 'No Nut November'. I want some ice cream, and I want it now." With that said, she continues walking through the city at a slightly faster pace. Her breath fogging in front of her face as she huffs out small irritated puffs with every step, each one bringing them closer to home - and back into Tristen 's arms. The thought of having him all to herself tonight is almost enough to make the memory of their argument fade away completely.

Almost.

"Whatever, let's just hurry up and get back home," she says irritably, but the anger in her voice is mostly feigned. Deep down, she's still excited about teasing him tonight and can't wait to see how far she can push him before he finally gives in. The thought of making him beg for release only serves to fuel her desire further.

It's almost as if the universe is conspiring against her. The sexiest man she's ever seen in real life walks over to them while they're still walking down the street and starts talking to her. Taylor glances at him out of the corner of her eye, unable to resist checking out his muscles and perfectly styled hair. "Um, hi," she replies flustered, thinking how inappropriate it is for someone like this man to approach her while she's on a date...with Tristen no less. His touch feels electrifying against her skin when he takes her hand in his and introduces himself.

"I- I should really go," Taylor tries to say, her voice barely audible over the blood rushing in her ears. She tugs at her hand, hoping Tristen will realize what's going on and help her out of this awkward situation. But much to her chagrin, Tristen merely smiles nervously and gives a little wave before continuing down the street without saying anything else.

The sexy man must have taken that as an invitation because he pulls her even closer now, their bodies pressed together from chest to hip. "What's your name?" he asks huskily, his breath hot against her ear as he speaks. Taylor looks over at Tristen , who is still several feet away and doesn't seem to be paying any attention to what's going on right now...and suddenly she feels bold.

"My name is Taylor," she says slowly, leaning into the man's touch as his hand slides down her back and cups her ass possessively. "And you are?"

The man introduces himself as Jack and they start talking. He asks her out on a date and she can't help but feel the excitement rising inside of her. She thinks about telling him no, that she has a boyfriend, but the thought of making Tristen jealous pushes her further into the situation. Taylor decides to go on this date with Jack, telling herself it's just harmless fun and won't mean anything in the end.

As they walk away from the bench where she left Tristen , Taylor glances over her shoulder nervously, wondering how he'll react when he sees what she's doing. "So," Jack says with a smirk, "where should we go on this date?"

"Um... how about that ice cream parlor you were talking about earlier?" she suggests, still feeling guilty but unable to resist the thrill of flirting with this sexy stranger. The thought of making out with him in a crowded place fills her with excitement. "I've always wanted to try their homemade waffle cones."

She giggles nervously and looks up at Jack, his hand still gently massaging her lower back. His touch feels reassuring somehow, making it easier for her to pretend like this is all just harmless fun. But she knows deep down that tonight, when she gets home, things are going to get very intense between her and Tristen - in the best possible way.

Jack smiles warmly at her suggestion and leads her over to the ice cream parlor. The walk there feels like it takes forever, but she doesn't mind; being close to him makes her heart race with anticipation. They finally arrive at the shop, the delicious aroma of fresh waffle cones and various flavors of ice cream filling the air. Jack orders them both some sundaes before leading her over to a secluded booth in the corner.

As they wait for their food, Jack leans in close and whispers sensually into her ear, "So, Taylor... do you like having your nipples licked?" Her cheeks flush hot with embarrassment but also excitement at his forwardness. She turns to face him fully and can't help but notice how easily he holds eye contact as he continues talking dirty to her. "I bet they get really hard when someone pays attention to them... especially in public."

Her heart begins to race at the thought of Jack licking her nipples right here in front of everyone. She bites her lower lip nervously, trying to decide how far she's willing to go with this charade. But before she can respond, their food arrives and they both dig in eagerly, not wanting to waste any more time talking about things that aren't on their minds... like ice cream.

Their conversation continues throughout the meal, Jack growing bolder with each passing minute as he teases her more openly about how sexy she is and what kinds of things he wants to do to her once they get back home. The thought of making Tristen jealous stirs something deep inside Taylor - a possessiveness that she never knew she had before now. But at the same time, there's no denying how good it feels to have someone like Jack flirting with her so openly.

As they finish up their sundaes and stand to leave, Taylor glances over at Tristen again; he's still not here yet. A wave of guilt washes over her but is quickly replaced by a mixture of anger and desire as she turns back towards Jack, preparing herself for whatever comes next between them.

"Maybe we should take this someplace more private," she whispers into Jack's ear before leaning in closer, feeling his hot breath against her skin. With one last glance over at where Tristen is supposed to be waiting for them and a deep breath in through her nose, Taylor turns back around and allows herself to be led away from the ice cream parlor by the sexy stranger with whom she's just spent the past few hours flirting so recklessly.

It feels weird being in Jack's car, but she trusts him not to do anything crazy. They find a dark alley and he parks the car there, making sure nobody can see them through the tinted windows. Once they're both in the back seat, Taylor turns toward Jack and pushes him against the door, straddling his lap with one knee on each side of his hips. "So," she breathes heavily, leaning down to whisper in his ear again, "you like having your dick sucked?" Her hand finds its way to his pants, feeling for the growing bulge beneath them.

"Mmhmm," he moans, arching his back into her touch as she begins rubbing him through his clothes. "Tell me what you want me to do..."

Her fingers slowly inch lower, unbuttoning and sliding down his pants. He helps her by shifting position slightly so she can get them all the way off, revealing a hard erection that's straining against his boxers. She grins impishly at him before leaning forward to slide one hand beneath her, pulling down her own panties with it. Now they're both completely naked from the waist down, their bodies pressed together as she continues to tease and touch him while straddling him in the back seat of his car.

"I want you to fuck me," she whispers into his ear, her other hand coming up to grip at his shoulder as she begins riding his lap lightly. "Hard and fast, just like you've been wanting to all night." Her breath comes faster now, her hips moving in sync with the words flowing from her lips. "Do it, Jack," she urges him, her fingers digging into his shoulder as she forces herself down on him harder. "Make me your slut."

"Yes..." Jack moans, his hands gripping at her hips as he thrusts upward to meet her movements. "Fuck yeah..." He growls roughly in her ear before leaning down to capture one of her nipples between his teeth, sucking harshly while his other hand cups and squeezes her ass possessively. She gasps, arching into the sensation as he begins moving faster beneath her, driving deeper each time their hips connect.

With a groan that turns into a sharp cry of release, she orgasms hard around him, her pussy clamping down on his cock as she comes undone in his arms. Spent and sweaty from the intensity of their passionate encounter, they remain locked together for several moments before finally collapsing back against the seat of the car, gasping for air and trying to catch their breath. "That was..." Taylor pants out, her cheeks flushed red from exertion and pleasure, "wow." She glances at Jack, a small smile curving up one corner of her mouth as she brushes a lock of sweaty hair away from his forehead.

"Mmmm," he murmurs contentedly, still trying to catch his breath. After another moment, he pulls out of her and zips himself back up, glancing at the clock on the dashboard in surprise. "Shit... we need to get back..." They both climb out of the car and dress hurriedly before getting back into Jack's vehicle and driving off toward the ice cream parlor where they'd left Tristen waiting for them.

The ride is silent except for the occasional nervous laugh or uncomfortable cough as they prepare themselves to face whatever consequences may await them when they finally reunite with their respective partners. But in that

Well that's something to think about... But in the end, I made you wait all night just to see me, so it'll be worth it. Plus, with how worked up we got, who knows what kind of trouble we can get into later tonight. Heh.

You're right... I guess I just need to make sure you appreciate me properly tonight, huh? No more holding back. Maybe we should go back to that hotel room of yours and see how much fun we can really have... But first things first. Let's get our ice cream and get this show on the road, shall we?

Yeah babe? I'm ready whenever you are. But just remember, the whole point of tonight was for you to appreciate all that I do for you and be thankful for it... So let's not waste any more time, okay? We can have our fun later.