Jake hated to be, but he was right on time when Kate asked him to be by the pool. He wanted to find the camera that Kate had hidden and destroy it but he looked and couldn't find it anywhere. She either had it with her or she hid it somewhere else knowing he would be looking for it.
He wanted to take a swim but he knew that Kate would show up any moment. There was no way she was going to miss the opportunity to humiliate him again. He sank down into the lounge chair with a groan and rubbed his face. He was still disturbed and haunted by what happened yesterday, and ashamed that his treacherous organ had betrayed him like that.
It was fifteen minutes later that Kate showed up. She was dressed in a bikini that showed off her body, which likely most men would find extremely sexy. His heart filled with dread as she smiled at him and it was then he realized she was holding a video camera in her hand, which she set on a table near the lounge chair and made sure it had a good view of her and Jake before she moved over to him and sat down in his lap.
Kate placed her knees on either side of his hips as she straddled his lap. "Hello, Jake, I am so glad you decided to show up tonight."
Jake hated that she was so close to him and he looked nervously at the camera. "Turn that off, I don't want it to be here."
Kate tsked him and wagged her finger. "Do you remember what happens when you tell me what to do, Jake? It doesn't end well for you does it?"
Jake looked away and as much as he wanted to throw Kate off of him, he knew what she would do to his balls if he refused her.
"Don't pout. We are going to have a lot more fun tonight," Kate said, reaching behind her to unclasp her bikini top, revealing her full, voluptuous breasts to him.
Of course the sight of her breasts did not stimulate any sexual arousal within Jake, he would rather have a hard, muscular flat chest to look at in front of him, and he cringed in disgust as Kate purposefully leaned forward and started rubbing her erect nipple all over his lips, as if begging him to suck it.
When he made no move to suck it, she slapped him across the face, which shocked him back into reality.
"Don't make tell you to do it," she warned.
Her nipple was back at Jake's mouth, pressed against his lips and he reluctantly flicked it with his tongue, and then began to suck on the erect bud between his teeth. A few sucks and licks and he hated himself for doing this. He just wanted all of this to be over and it had just only begun.
Kate was moaning and she grabbed his head and moved it to her other breast, expecting him to give her other breast the same treatment. He knew that there was no choice in the matter so he took the other rose bud in his mouth and stimulated it with his lips and tongue, stroking and teasing it.
Jake reasoned with himself that he was doing a good job of it to get back at Kate, but of course this made no sense to him. But somehow it made him feel better about it. He spent ten minutes switching between her nipples, which were soon soaked with his spit.
Kate moved off of his lap and reclined the lounge chair so it was laying flat. She took off the bikini bottom to expose her shaved pussy and then moved on the chair until her pussy was just above his face.
"You're going to be a great pussy licker by the time I am done with you, Jake," she said, eye level with his crotch. She pushed his broad shorts down past his hips and pulled them off of his legs and tossed them aside, freeing his flaccid cock from its confines.
Jake stared at the pussy before him and he had no idea what to do. He had never seen a pussy this up close and personal. He knew what she was asking but he had no direction at all.
"You better start licking, Jakey Boy. Don't make me smother your face with it," Kate said, showing him no mercy. She had begun lazily stroking his cock as she spoke, and he shivered when he suddenly felt her tongue sliding over his shaft. He wanted more than anything to stop all this but had no idea how.
Reluctantly, he leaned forward and just the aroma of her cunt was like a garbage can ripe for the plucking. He tried not to groan in disgust as he ran his tongue all over her lips and outer labia, trying his best to get some kind of reaction from her so that he could get her off as quickly as possible. He knew the sooner she had an orgasm, the sooner this would be over with.