Random Moments: The Teabag Saga

teabagYesterday morning I walked into the bedroom and ask Venice if she wanted to go out for lunch. Venice excitedly said she did.  I cleaned up and got dressed.  As I came out of the bathroom I noticed Venice was still lying in bed.  I told her that if she fell asleep I was going to teabag her.   She laughed and said she wasn’t going to go to sleep.  A few moments later she asked me to lay in the bed next to her for a second, she wanted to cuddle for a while before we left. I laid down in bed and she wrapped herself around me.  I immediately felt my jeans unzipping.  I am not wearing briefs so as soon as my zipper is down, she has a hold of my penis.  She gripped it with both hands tightly while laying on my chest and said, “You aren’t teabagging me.”

At this point, I realized I had been trapped.  Venice was going to take a nap and there wasn’t anything I could do about it.  I was going to be stuck with my penis in her hands and her head on my chest until she woke up. However, I had different plans.  I decided to wait patiently, as this is a technique I had learned while camping in multiple games of Call of Duty: Black Ops, and attack when she least expected it. Camping and patience always gets you the kill and the teabag.  When her breathing gets heavy, I will slowly slide my cock from her grips.  Once free, Operation Teabag will be activated.

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