In an adult store, Clara faces an unexpected and dominant encounter that challenges her shyness and tests the limits of her relationship with Alex, who observes everything with a mixture of desire and doubt.
Alex adjusted the security camera on his monitor, zooming in for a clearer view. His girlfriend, Clara, stood behind the counter of the adult store, her body illuminated by the fluorescent lighting. The tight bikini she wore highlighted her curves in a way he had always found irresistible. Her large, firm breasts rose beneath the fabric, and her narrow hips tapered to a small waist before expanding into round, tempting buttocks. Clara was shy, almost innocent in her everyday life, but there was something about her, a touch of morbidity only he knew, that made her perfect for this game.
It had been Alex's idea, of course. He owned the shop, a place he'd turned into his fantasy realm. Clara worked there part-time, and though she'd been reluctant to participate in his games at first, she'd relented over time. The rule was simple: say yes to everything. No matter what the customers asked, she had to obey. Alex justified it as a way to explore her limits, to unleash the part of her hidden beneath her shyness. But deep down, she knew it was her own arousal that drove him.
A strange man entered the store, his gaze fixed on Clara from the moment she walked through the door. He was tall, with a commanding presence that seemed to fill the space. Alex watched him from the screen, feeling a knot in her stomach. This wasn't a regular customer; there was something about his demeanor that made him different. The man approached the counter, his smile confident and a little too wide.
"Can you help me?" he asked, his voice deep and husky.
Clara nodded, her hands clasped in front of her. It was obvious she was nervous, but she followed the rule. Alex had trained her well.
"What do you need?" she asked, her voice soft and a little shaky.
The man didn't respond immediately. Instead, he reached out and touched her breast, gently squeezing through the bikini fabric. Clara sucked in a breath, but didn't move. Alex felt a tingle of excitement mixed with something she couldn't quite identify. Was it jealousy? Or simply the intensity of the moment?
"I want this," the man said, his voice now lower, more intimate. "I want to touch you, taste you. Will you let me?"
Clara swallowed, her eyes fixed on his. Alex knew she was scared, but he also knew she wouldn't say no.
"Yes," she whispered.
El hombre sonrió, una sonrisa que no llegaba a sus ojos. Con un movimiento rápido, deslizó sus manos hacia sus nalgas, apretándolas con fuerza. Clara jadeó, su cuerpo tensándose bajo su toque. Alex observó, su corazón latiendo con fuerza. Esto era más de lo que había imaginado, más intenso, más real.
El hombre la atrajo hacia él, su cuerpo presionando contra el mostrador. Clara no se resistió, su respiración acelerándose mientras él deslizaba una mano entre sus piernas, jugando con el borde de su bikini. Alex sintió un calor en su entrepierna, una mezcla de excitación y algo más oscuro, más primitivo.
—Eres tan hermosa —murmuró el hombre, su aliento caliente en su oído—. Quiero probarte, aquí, ahora.
Antes de que Clara pudiera responder, el hombre se desabrochó los pantalones, dejándolos caer al suelo. Su erección era evidente, su miembro grueso y largo, apuntando directamente hacia ella. Alex contuvo el aliento, su mano apretando el borde de la mesa. Esto era demasiado, pero no podía apartar la mirada.
El hombre colocó su mano en la nuca de Clara, guiando su cabeza hacia abajo. Ella resistió por un momento, pero él fue firme, su agarre inexorable. Con un susurro, su miembro rozó sus labios, frotándose contra ellos. Clara abrió la boca, sus ojos cerrados, y lo接受了.
Alex sintió un escalofrío recorrer su columna vertebral. Ver a su novia, su dulce y tímida Clara, con un pene extraño en su boca era más de lo que había imaginado. Pero no podía negar la excitación que lo inundaba, la sensación de estar al borde de algo prohibido, algo que no podía controlar.
El hombre comenzó a moverse, empujando su miembro hacia la garganta de Clara con fuerza. Ella jadeó, sus manos agarrando los bordes del mostrador mientras luchaba por respirar. Alex observó, fascinado y horrorizado a la vez, mientras ella se adaptaba a su ritmo, su lengua deslizándose sobre la longitud de su pene.
—Eso es, chúpalo —murmuró el hombre, su voz ronca de placer—. Eres tan buena, tan puta.
Clara no respondió, su atención centrada en la tarea que tenía entre manos. Alex sintió un nudo en el estómago, una mezcla de orgullo y algo que se parecía a la vergüenza. ¿Qué estaba haciendo? ¿Qué le estaba haciendo a ella?
El hombre se movió con más fuerza, su respiración acelerándose. Clara siguió su ritmo, sus labios sellados alrededor de su miembro mientras él la guiaba con la mano. Alex observó, su propia respiración entrecortada, mientras el hombre alcanzaba el clímax.
—Me voy a correr —jadeó el hombre, su voz casi un gruñido—. Trágate todo, putita.
Clara no respondió, pero Alex vio cómo sus ojos se abrían ligeramente, como si estuviera preparándose para lo que venía. El hombre se tensó, su cuerpo temblando mientras descargaba su semen en la boca de Clara. Ella tragó, una y otra vez, su garganta trabajando mientras el hombre se vaciaba en ella.
Alex felt an intense heat between his legs, a mixture of arousal and something he couldn't name. He watched as the semen covered Clara's face, dripping onto her breasts and bikini. It gleamed in the light, a white candle marking her as his, though not in the way he'd imagined.
The man walked away, adjusting his pants with a satisfied smile. Clara remained where she was, her body trembling, her gaze fixed on nothing. Alex felt a hollowness in his stomach, a question he couldn't ignore.
What had he done? What had he allowed them to do to her?
The man left without another word, leaving Clara alone at the counter. Alex watched, his mind whirling with possibilities. Should he go comfort her? Should he stop this, right here and now? Or perhaps this was just the beginning, a first step toward something deeper, more intense.
The scene hung suspended, Clara staring into space, her expression indelible. Alex wondered what she would do next: whether she would hold her, continue filming, or simply stand there, watching as the semen glistened on her skin like a mark of what had happened.
The moment stretched on, loaded with possibilities, as Alex decided his next move.