by Kaia Bennett
“To new beginnings!’ Rosie had said tearfully, hugging a misty eyed Gia and lifting her drink.
“Mm! To putting off student loans by going to grad school!” Kate said, already taking a sip of hers before realizing no one else was drinking yet.
Not to be outdone Bobby raised his beer and said, “To getting wild and crazy monkey love whenever you feel like it ‘cause you’re finally in the same fuckin’ state.”
He’d already had a few.
Cherise, ever his more sober counterpart, smacked him so hard on the back of the head that he spit coughed. “You are so fucking tacky!”
“What?!”
“Shit I’ll drink to that!” Gia giggled, gripping the arm Flynn had wrapped around her waist. “To new beginnings, and grad school, and to getting some on a regular fucking basis. Finally!”
Everyone looked at Gia for a moment, laughter starting to file around the group until everyone was clinking their glass and bottles, and then downing their drinks. Their sex life was a running joke for the rest of the night.
Well the joking was over and he was waiting to get the regularly scheduled fucking started as soon as Gia hopped out of the shower. She’d been sweating out on the dance floor and a few people had spilled their drinks on her dress, so she wanted to get cleaned up first. Just to torture him, she made him wait instead of letting him join her in the shower, and he played along with the promise of making her pay when she got out.
Her room was relatively empty, just a few suitcases filled with the clothes and necessities she’d left behind now that everything else had already been shipped off to his place. It was while Flynn was undressing and waiting for Gia that he glimpsed her panties folded neatly in the open bedside drawer. She still had yet to pack them and they lay neatly in the drawer, practically color-coded.
For some reason he let his fingers run over the assortment of fabric that he’d grown accustomed to ripping off of her, if she chose to wear them at all. He was just thinking how he couldn’t wait to see her clothes put away in his apartment when his hand bumped into something that definitely wasn’t fabric.
Gia came out of the shower as quickly as humanly possible, drying off in haste so that she could finally fuck the shit out of Flynn. She came into the bedroom ready to say something cute when she paused, her eyes frozen to the image of Flynn sitting on her bed. He looked good of course in black jeans and a navy blue shirt that was unbuttoned and fluttering around his chiseled torso. But she was more captivated by the clear anatomically correct dick that he was twirling between the thumb and forefinger of each hand.
Flynn was smiling slightly, just an upward tilt on the corners of his pink lips, when his eyes slowly lifted to meet hers.
“You trying to replace me, baby?” he asked, and the look in his eyes made her heart and pussy thump.
Her entire body was flushed with heat, her face burning as she bit down on her lip to suppress a smile of embarrassment.
“Where did you find that?”
“Your underwear drawer,” he said, not the least bit apologetic. His voice was laced with laughter and something darker when he asked, “When did you get a dildo, baby?”
“I didn’t get it, Kate did! It was a gag gift for my birthday.” One she just happened to use on occasion to relieve some tension. She didn’t need to say that though, it was written plain as day on her face.
“If it’s just a joke, why are you keeping it hidden under your panties? Seems like a place you hide a serious dildo to me. Right?”
Embarrassment and desire were at war within her, making her skin hotter and the faint beginnings of wetness trickle down between the clenched lips of her pussy.
Her answer was to laugh nervously and moan, “Oh my God,” as she rubbed her hand over her forehead.
“So, is this my new competition,” he asked jokingly.
“Um…more like…your occasional substitute,” she whispered weakly.
She clenched her thighs even tighter when he licked his lips and gave the dildo an appraising look, giving it a little shake as if he were inspecting its density. She could tell he was trying to suppress a full smile.
“Seems about right,” he said.
It was similar enough, if a little shorter and thinner than Flynn’s actual cock.
Her eyes were watching him intently when he turned to her and asked. “How’s it feel? Does it feel like me?”
Nothing feels like you…
And it was the truth. It had served its purpose a few times, but nothing felt as good as he did. Most nights she just closed her eyes, lay back and let her self remember the feel of him while she stroked herself with her own fingers.
But to him she said, “Sometimes. It gets the job done.”
His eyes flickered over hers, that intense green flashing and then darkening. He saw her shiver and clutch her towel tighter around her breasts, even as her eyes flashed with a heat all their own. It was obvious she was embarrassed, and obvious that she was challenging him.
His smile broadened and he chuckled at how she always managed to straddle both sides of the fence for him. No matter how many times they fucked, how many ways, how many things he got her pretty little mouth to scream, she still managed to be his good girl when it was all over.
It made his cock almost painfully hard as he crooked his finger at her and said, “Come here.”
Her stomach was turning loops, her heart beating too fast. Her pussy had a mind and a life of its own, dragging her towards that finger as if there was a string connecting it to her pulsing sex. For whatever reason, she clutched the towel even tighter as she shuffled towards him. She didn’t stop until she was all the way between his legs.
The fact that he was mostly clothed was a surprisingly sexy contrast to her damp skin and relative nakedness. She was standing before him, her whole body starting to coil into that delicious spring of vibrating tension as he stroked the toy up and down her inner thigh. She watched with shallow, bated breath as it disappeared beneath the towel.
His eyes flitted over her face as he teased the soft outer lips of her pussy, barely letting it graze the slick inner lips and engorged clit. Her eyelids fluttered and her chest was rising and falling faster with each breath. He led the dildo up under the towel, never taking his eyes off her face as he parted the fabric. Finally he reached the point where the fabric was folded and clutched in her trembling hands. He nudged her hands away with the dildo until the fabric parted and fluttered easily to the floor. He took his time, letting his eyes rove freely over her body, giving her time to see all that he was hungry for.
“So,” he asked, swirling the tip around her quivering belly button, “show me how you get started.”
She bit her lip and inhaled sharply, wanting to look away, wanting to hide. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was telling herself that she should be upset that he rummaged through her things and found her little secret. But she was too hot to care, too needy for the way he was looking at her. She reached for it, starting to take it out of his hands, not even sure where she was going to begin.
But he shook his head and held fast to the pliant clear toy. She understood in that moment that he planned for her to show him, and then he planned to take over. He was in control and he was going to make her do more than just squirm with embarrassment. With her shaking hand covering his, she brought it up to her mouth and sucked.
Flynn’s hips started a subtle rhythm, his hard cock rubbing against the inside of his jeans as she closed her mouth around the dildo and swallowed it down, just like she did with the real thing. He caught a distorted glimpse of her pink tongue through the clear gelatinous plastic. It was lapping at the underside of the makeshift cock the way it did with his, and he found his body vibrating with the need to fuck her, pulsing with arousal as he imagined her in this very bed, pretending to suck and fuck him just to ease the time apart.
“What do you think about when you’re sucking on it, baby?”
Her nipples were tingling, as were the soft lip
s of her pussy when she brought her eyes up and looked into his. She slurped and released the shaft with a little pop.
He ran it over her lips as she whispered, “I think about you… sliding in and out of my mouth.” She licked a long trail all the way up to the tip and added, “I think about how good you taste when I swallow your come.”
The corners of her lips turned up at the look of lust and shock mingling on his beautiful face. Phone sex had become a staple of their relationship, so it went without saying that she had uttered such words before. But never really in his presence, not without his dick wedged tightly between her thighs and at his command.
She liked to save these little moments though, knowing that giving him just a taste of her naughty side would spur him on into a frenzy of need. The look on his face alone told her that he was going to fuck her good tonight, and her body shivered from the anticipation.
“Then what do you do?” he asked in a husky whisper.
She smiled sweetly, genuinely embarrassed but too turned on to care as she cupped his hand and slid the dildo down to circle one of her tight, hard nipples. He gave it a little flick of his own accord, wanting to suck hard on the chocolate bud but holding himself back in favor of watching her simulate just how much she missed him when he was away. He got a taste of that when she slid it down her stomach, around her belly button and then slowly over the mound between her spread thighs.
The smile on Flynn’s face was utterly wicked as she circled the slick cool plastic around her throbbing clit. She made the same circular motion against the wet slit between her thighs, dimly liking the cool press against her hot pussy. It had nothing on the warmth of Flynn’s cock, the way it pulsed and twitched within her. But with him sitting in front of her, staring at the apex of her legs as she slowly slid the clear shaft inside her hot pussy, she wondered if it could get any better than this.
“How’s that feel, Gia?”
She sighed, bracing her arms on his shoulders as the thick length disappeared between her pouting folds.
“Ungh…feels good,” she whispered, gasping as he started to meet her bucking hips with slow thrusts of his own, twisting the dildo back and forth, stroking it in and out. She bit her lip, her thighs quivering as he elongated the strokes. Her hips were pumping now, rolling into his thrusts as they increased in intensity.
“You like this fake cock better than mine, baby girl?”
She shook her head unable to speak as her knees started to buckle. Truly she didn’t like it as much as his, but he wasn’t making it easy to plead her case, especially when he started massaging her clit with his thumb. Suddenly he buried the fake cock hard, holding it deep inside of her until she was moaning and bucking. He leaned forward, his tongue coming out of hiding to flick teasingly at her throbbing clit.
She gasped in a way that sounded close to a sob when he sucked the little pink bud hard into his mouth. He was grasping her ass with one hand to keep her pinned to his mouth while he proceeded to fuck her in sharp, fast strokes with the fake cock. Her nails were digging almost painfully into his shoulders, making him glad that he was still wearing his shirt.
She was leaning over now, grasping him around his neck. Her thighs were starting to clench and close around the phallus when he released her clit and came up for air. He was having none of that. So he lifted one of her legs with his forearm, forcing her to hold onto him for balance and dear life as he fucked her open pussy fast and hard with the toy.
Her body was shaking, her screams stuttering out of her to the rhythm of his hand working the dildo between her hot, soaked lips. Her hips were bucking, her body clenching and soon she was coming. Her back arched as she came and she clutched him to her, clawing at shirt, his neck, his hair, and whatever else her fingers could dig into. Her legs would have given out if he hadn’t been holding her up.
Flynn laughed as she sunk against him, his fingers slick from the juices that were coating the makeshift phallus easing in and out of her slowly now. He laughed even harder when he stood up, turned around and lay her down on the bed, all while keep the dildo planted inside her. Her hips were still rolling and twirling around the fake dick and they tilted upward as if trying to follow it when he finally pulled it out.
“I wonder if I should be jealous,” he said and his voice was a husky rumble.
He peeled of his shirt and tossed it onto the chair in front of her desk. He licked his lips as he unbuttoned his jeans, slipping them and his boxer briefs off his hips. His cock sprung free and proud, reminding her that the night was just beginning. She started to recover, swiping her hair out of her face as she sat up.
“No, you shouldn’t be,” she whispered coming to her knees on the bed as came forward.
Her fingers reached out to caress his dick, the haze of orgasm quickly being replaced the anticipation of another round.
“Why not?” he asked, his eyes watching her intently. From the hand stroking the hot length of him, to the fingers dipping between her slick thighs, he was utterly captivated. But it was her eyes that truly captured him.
She smiled and said, “I love your cock, Cameron. I love the way it tastes. I love the way it feels inside me. Nothing else even…comes…close…”
She was on her knees on the bed, kissing him around his lips, pulling away just enough to keep him from capturing her mouth with his.
“You want me to show you, Cam? You want me to show how much I love your big, hard cock,” she whispered enticingly over his lips.
She licked at his upper lip before sucking the fuller bottom lip between her teeth. Her nipples grazed his chest as she finally pressed herself against him and kissed his hungry mouth. He moaned against her lips, sucking breath through his teeth as she started to pick up the speed of her stroking hand.
“I can’t wait to show you,” she hummed, her smile on his lips.
She lowered her mouth and kissed his smooth chin, snaking her tongue out to flick at his Adams apple before her lips sank to the hollow of his throat.
She could feel the anticipation coursing through him, making his hips pump subtly into her hand as she brought her lips to his chest. Without fail she found each of his nipples, sucking hard and biting down even harder. Something between a gasp and groan vibrated through his body, making her take her time over the rosy pebbles.
When her eyes shot up to his they met his hungry and hooded gaze. There was very little humor left as he looked down at her, waiting as patiently as possible for her to show him just how much she loved the real thing. He inhaled sharply when she scraped her teeth against the hard planes of his stomach only to chase those love bites with long, firm licks of her tongue. She was so close to the head of his cock, so close to tasting the iridescent pearls just waiting to be licked off the throbbing red tip.
He gasped when she removed her hand from him. She scooted back on the bed so that she was sitting back on her knees and resting her hands on the bed between her open thighs. She licked her lips as he came forward until his legs were against the edge of the bed. His body shivered with need as he grasped her head with one hand and led his cock to her lips with the other. He circled the head over full lips, coating the already slick flesh with his glistening pre-cum.
She stared up at him, licking him off her lips with equal parts mischief and arousal glimmering in her onyx doe eyes. Her tongue flicked rapidly over the tip, scooping up more of his salty essence before finally circling the entire head. His breath escaped in halting increments as she licked the sensitive underside of the head and sucked. Still he didn’t push it past her lips, not until she opened her mouth and invited him to do so.
Gia moaned around his cock as it slowly entered her mouth, relishing the shiver and moan that escaped his lips. She inched forward slowly, sucking long and hard all the way back to the head only to descend over the hot silky length of him just a little bit further the next time. She could feel him trying to keep himself steady. It was the game they played, one where she upped the stakes each time so that h
e wouldn’t grow too accustomed to her naturally talented mouth. She pulled her mouth all the way off and once again gripped him in her soft hand.
He gritted his teeth and pumped his hips when she licked two fingers, the same way she had licked his hard cock, and slipped them between her legs. He watched as her fingers circled and smacked wetly against the slick flesh there. His eyes roved over the curve of her thighs, the sharp indent of her hips and the contours of full breasts, all glowing a creamy golden brown, and then over the sway of her back and her plump firm ass as she bent forward.
She was jerking the shaft now while she sucked one of his tight balls firmly into her mouth. He groaned and curled his fingers in her hair pulling it out of its messy bun.
“Fuck…that’s goods, baby.”
She smiled, thinking he was going to love what came next. She abandoned her own pleasure for a moment, using one hand to stroke his shaft faster and faster while the other found the silky patch of skin between his balls and the puckered flesh between his clenched cheeks. Two fingers massaged him there while her mouth dipped forward again to suck his hard balls into her watering mouth.
“Ungh! God-damn…yeah, baby. Ahhhh! Fuuuck!!”
She came up again swallowing down his dick and sucking hard as she jerked his shaft, never once relenting as she massaged that sensitive median between his legs. She opened her throat and let his hips take over, let him thrust deep into her waiting mouth, hitting the back of her throat while she moaned and opened herself up to him. His orgasm was quick and exacting, with all the power and speed of a tidal wave. He came as hard and as fast as she thought he would, bursting salty and sweet onto her thirsty tongue.
Both his hands were in her hair and he hoped that he hadn’t hurt her. Her hand was flat on his hip and her nose was tickling the nest of dirty blond curls at the base of his cock, her throat still working over the vibrating head. He released her, cupping her face with a shaky hand as she sucked hard on the way back to the leaking tip. She smiled and sucked in deep breaths, wiping at her chin glistening with his milky release.