My Rival Darling

by Kenna North

  As much as I wanted to bury my tongue inside her warmth, I gently glided my fingers up and down her soft cunt, not entering – just teasing. I wanted her unable to hold back or find any excuses to push me away. It wasn’t just a physical thing. I knew that now. Alexis was no longer my horny teenage fantasy. She was a smart, savvy woman who deserved everything I could give her. After tonight, I wanted her to know she was mine and I wasn’t going to let her go.

  Every pass of my fingers over her sensitive flesh had her gasping and wriggling beneath me, those hips of hers twisting with need. I wanted to reach up, cup those gorgeous tits of hers, while lapping at her deeply. How long could I wait to do that? To make her body quake and tremble, and then take her to bed for more?

  Somehow, though, I restrained myself. I continued to play with her, feathering light touches over her slick, needy pussy.

  “Please,” she said, gasping.

  “Please what?” I asked.

  “Fuck me now.” Her demand surprised me. Alexis wasn’t one to beg or ask nicely for anything. She must have been desperate.

  I looked down into those wide, doe eyes peering up at me. “I will, but I think you need to see who’s fucking you – to know who you belong to.”

  She let out a little squeak as I took her by the shoulders and pushed her back onto the table. I took a moment to appreciate the sight of her laid on my dining room table, her legs spread wantonly and her pussy glistening with arousal. She was a sexy feast for the eyes and I was going to enjoy her.

  “Your pussy is so perfect,” I told Alexis as I pressed two fingers into it. She lifted her hips and let out a long sigh. “Yeah, I’m going to fill it for you and lick it until you can’t take it anymore. When I’m done with you, this perfect pink pussy is going to be red from me fucking it.”

  “You’ve never talked to me like that before,” she whispered.

  “I couldn’t when we were sleeping over each other’s houses, but now there are no parents. Besides, I’ve learned a thing or two since then. Haven’t you?” The thought of it – the reminder that we hadn’t been lovers for a very long time and had probably added to our own bags of tricks – made me even more aroused. My pussy ached for her attention, probably as much as hers ached for mine. I had to admit to myself, there was nothing like fucking someone who had always been forbidden to me on one level or another. But there was no rule denying our pleasure now.

  So I got to my knees and replaced my fingers with my mouth. Whatever Alexis was expecting, it certainly wasn’t this, because I lapped at her pussy hard and fast. I wondered what she felt as I thrust my tongue inside her, as I slurped at her clit, and then as I licked those perfect pink petals framing her juicy slit.

  She used her elbows to prop herself up and the table and watch me eat her cunt. It tasted earthy and sweet at the same time, like those fruity drinks she liked to order at the bar. She was waxed bare and I loved the feeling of her skin against my mouth as I gobbled at her most intimate parts.

  “Holy shit.” Her breathy little sigh was music to my ears, so I clamped my hands around her thighs, spread them wider, and went to town on her. Each pass of my tongue over her, each slurp as I sucked that sweet, swollen flesh, made her squeal and sigh and quiver.

  When Alexis’s hand dropped to my hair and grasped at it, her nails digging into my scalp, I welcomed it. Her hips jerked up and down as she rubbed her own pussy on my face, using my mouth and tongue to get herself off.

  That’s right, get some.

  She was like a juicy dessert that needed to be devoured. The evidence of her orgasm was already on my chin. Alexis’s grip on my hair tightened as her backside bounced against the table. She let out a low, keening sound as she came, her entire body tensing. I wouldn’t let her go – not now. Instead, I held on tighter and pushed my lips between hers, eating that luscious cunt until she swatted at my head.

  “Stop,” she said, falling back on the table, her chest heaving. “Stop.”

  “No.” I drew back and instead thrust two fingers into her again. I wanted her to stay horny, to stay needy. No rest for the wicked. With one arm still clamped down over one of her thighs, I leaned forward and sucked on her clit while I finger-fucked her with my other hand.

  “Please!” she squealed.

  I shook my head while still sucking at her and ramming my fingers inside her succulent slit. I didn’t just want her soaking wet. I wanted her dripping, pussy juices trickling down her ass and pooling beneath her on the table. And then I wanted her even more, as I straddled her head and placed my pussy over her face. I wanted her not to be able to walk the next morning.

  She let out a moan as her body shuddered again. I sucked harder at that sensitive little bud of flesh while I fingered her. This would be a night I wouldn’t let her forget.

  As soon as her orgasm subsided, I rose. While thrusting the fingers of one hand into her, I used the other to undo my belt, unbutton my pants, and lower the zipper. They fell to my ankles and I felt the air over my skin. There were no underpants to deal with for me. Just a cunt throbbing with need.

  I took a step forward and tugged her up off the table, the fingers of my other hand still buried in her sopping wet heat. At first, Alexis’s body resisted. But then she followed as I led her into the bedroom, still stuffing her with those fingers as I laid her down on the bed.

  Those fingers stayed in place as I knelt, straddling her head. In mere moments, I’d be grinding my dripping pussy down over her soft, full lips, demanding the same pleasure I’d given her. As I lowered myself atop her waiting mouth, I wondered what she was feeling – what kinds of sensation were coursing through her body right now.

  Chapter 23

  Pleasure-pain.

  That was the only way to describe it as Riley worked a third finger into me, stretching me just enough that I didn’t think I could take anymore. Even though I felt like my pussy was gushing with how wet I was, taking her insistent fingers was still a challenge.

  Then she lowered her pussy to my face and rubbed all over me with a long, low sigh. At the same time, she continued to finger me. I couldn’t breathe in anything but the scent of her, my best friend. When she slicked her tongue over my sensitive clit, I bucked my hips in response. Riley would get what she wanted – my pussy red and well-used from her fucking and sucking it. Even though I was already aching, I wanted this.

  She stayed still atop me for a few breaths, letting my body get used to her and allowing me to finally delve into her juicy slit. She could have gone ahead with riding my face or even grabbed me by the hair, and demanded I eat her cunt. But instead, she circle her hips slowly, as if offering me a cue. I responded by tracing her delicious folds with my tongue.

  “You’re doing such a good job, Alexis,” she said, her mouth still pressed against my pussy.

  She wasn’t being sweet or careful. She was owning me and teasing me at the same time, because every time she removed her fingers and then sunk them back into me, she also swept her tongue over my clit.

  I moaned into her pussy and lifted my hips, trying to entice her to give me more – either finger fuck me harder or lick faster. But instead she stopped and I heard her laugh lightly.

  “I won the bet,” she reminded me.

  There wasn’t much I could say, but I did mumble a protest against her soft flesh.

  “It’s not as simple as you think it is, Alexis. We didn’t put any conditions on my winnings, so that means I can have you when I want, where I want, and how I want.”

  My heart leapt and I paused in my attempts to pleasure her, breathless. Did she really think that was how it worked? That there was no expiration date on this?

  Before I could argue, she pulled her fingers out of me and swept her tongue in long, wet strokes along my pussy. “Did you think I was going to let you go once I had you again?” she asked between licks. “I’ve been waiting for years to do this again. If you’re going to be a bitch to me, why don’t I treat you like one?”

  And then
her fingers were deep inside me again and ramming me hard. Her lips fastened around my clit, now sucking at it relentlessly. She muffled any sound I could possibly make by grinding her cunt down onto my mouth. My head spun with lust and I lapped at her as fast and hard as I could, eager to give in to whatever she wanted.

  “Take it, Alexis.” Her fingers continued to enter me, slick with my juices. My body had learned to accept them and now I was moving with her, circling my hips wantonly. “Take it all.”

  Every thrust of her hand battered at my pussy, while the laving of her tongue cooled the heat. It felt incredible to have her pumping me viciously, while I lay beneath her, able only to lick and moan into her musky-sweet pussy.

  “I’m going to come all over your face,” she hissed against my clit. “After I make your entire body twitch like crazy.”

  Her hand slamming against my cunt rocked me and I clutched at her hips, even as I lifted my hips to meet her searching tongue.

  “That’s right, that’s a good girl.”

  I heard her groan and felt her own grinding turn into fast, sharp little hitches of her hips. She was close. Maybe too close for her liking.

  “You’re going to come for me again, Alexis. I want to feel your cunt pulsing around my fingers.” Her lips locked over my clit and her tongue swept over the nub of flesh. With her entire body curled over mine, I felt like her possession.

  Sparks ignited inside me and spread like wildfire as she fingered and licked me, as she worked my sensitive clit, as she forced sensual pleasure on me. My entire body went weak, helpless with ecstasy. When the orgasm claimed me, she got what she wanted – my pussy pulsing with release, gripping her thrusting fingers as they filled me.

  My legs gave out, but I felt her hands move to clamp down on my thighs so she could sit upright atop me. So she could sit on my face and ride my tongue to her own pleasure. I opened my mouth wide, hungrily lapping at her luscious petals. I felt her lower body’s hip circles turn into short, quivering pumps against my face. She did it purposefully three more times, groaning as her sweet cream released all over my tongue and lips.

  With one last shudder, she lifted herself off me, then curled over me protectively, cradling me in her arms as we lay on her bed.

  “I fucking love you, Alexis. I think I always have.”

  Chapter 24

  When I woke up just before sunrise, there she was – a beautiful sight, naked and sleeping in my bed, her dark curls spread out on the satiny silver-gray pillowcase. It was that quiet pre-dawn hour, when the only thing waking up in the city were newsstand owners and paper boys. It was still dark and I still felt horny as fuck.

  I wanted to wake her and what better way than with sex?

  But I wasn’t in the mood to wake her gently with kisses and snuggles, or with oral sex until she orgasmed in her sleep. I was feeling like a dirty girl and Alexis was the one woman who had ever been open to exploring forbidden fantasies with me.

  So I wanted to move beyond that “polite sex” shit I’d had with other women over the years.

  I settled my knees on either side of Alexis’s head on the pillow, my pussy resting on her face and aching at the contact. If that didn’t wake her up, then my next move certainly would.

  I felt her stir beneath me and mutter, her warm breath fanning over my flesh. “That’s right, breakfast is waiting,” I told her as I put my hands on either side of her cunt. I wanted to experiment with both pleasure and pain, aggression and gentleness, and see what she responded to.

  As I gave her those first long, wet licks down between her pussy lips, she responded sweetly, murmuring against me and playfully rubbing my ass. That was nice, but it wasn’t what I wanted from her, so I sat up just enough to deliver a sharp, stinging slap to her pussy.

  “Riley!” she cried, her protest lost against my cunt as it pressed against her mouth. “Let me up!” The words were muffled, but I heard them.

  “Eat me out, Alexis, and we’ll see if you deserve to get what you want. And do a good job of it. You did lose the bet, after all.” I bent over her body again and pressed down hard on either side of her slit with my hands. Her clit emerged from its hood, tiny and pink.

  I felt her open her mouth and gently tongue my slick folds. I knew it would take her a while to adjust, but I loved the thought of waking her up this way, of trapping her head against the pillow while I fucked her face and ravaged that cunt of hers with my mouth and hands.

  I wanted her to know she belonged to me, now, and we weren’t going to run away from how we felt about each other.

  Her hands held my hips as she finally dragged her tongue along my aching slit. “You used to be so good at eating me, Alexis. So open to do anything lewd we can think of. Let’s see if you still got it.”

  When I felt her fingers curl against my hips, I laughed. She would take it as a challenge, which meant in another moment, she would be gobbling on my pussy like it was a treat to be savored and devoured.

  I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit and swept it down over her pussy. Sixty-nine was one of my favorite positions, but being on top didn’t really let me get down inside of her with my tongue. So I wrapped my hands around her thighs and pulled them up, spread them wide so her knees bent and then splayed apart, putting her on display for me. That was better. I loved seeing her like this – wide open for me like a wanton little bitch in heat.

  With her open to me, I was able to eat her pussy the way I wanted, slurping at those soft lips and that sensitive clit. I loved to gorge myself on her like this, to lick and suck at her until her hips gyrated and pumped at my face, to pleasure her with my tongue until she couldn’t take it anymore. But I didn’t want her to become complacent, to think I was here only to service her and bring her to orgasm.

  She was mine and I wanted her to know that. There would be no more screwing around with whoever we wanted, no more competitions just for the chance to get in her pants. Alexis would know her place – under me and no other woman.

  I made sure her pussy was glistening with wetness before I spanked it again, this time three times in quick succession. Her body jerked and she moaned against my pussy. Then her body relaxed as my hips thrust against her. At the same time, she lifted her hips for me, inviting me to continue.

  “Your pussy looks beautiful in red,” I told her. “It’s a good thing, because I think you’re going to need some discipline to keep you in line. What do you think?”

  I felt her nod as much as my crotch pressed over her face would allow and murmur “Mmhm” around her mouthful of flesh.

  “Good girl.” I applied my tongue to her cunt again, licking up the dew there. Knowing she would keep her thighs spread apart for me, I lowered my hands to her ass and parted her cheeks.

  Every few licks, I dipped lower, letting my tongue linger between her cheeks, before returning to her pussy. I felt her mouth relax against me and her tongue moved more freely, eagerly, exploring my body. The next time I reached her ass, I circled my tongue around that tight little opening. Her hands pressed against my hips in surprise and I felt her body rise up against mine.

  “Shhh,” I murmured against her flesh. “I’m going to just play with you a little.” I rose up and spanked her cunt again and then, before she could recover from the sting, jammed two of my fingers inside her. They met no resistance in that juicy passage and I thrust them as hard as I could into her as I licked her clit.

  When her body rocked beneath mine, shuddering with orgasm, I smiled. Even though she would need a moment to recover before giving me mine, it didn’t matter. I was getting exactly what I wanted. Alexis, my wayward best friend, was back in my bed and we were going to make this work. She would fight it, which would be the fun part, and then she would give in, which would be the reward.

  I didn’t wait until she was done orgasming. I wanted her conditioned to accept that time spent with me would mean pleasure upon pleasure. So I took those two fingers wet with her honey and slowly inserted one in her backside, whi
le gently fingering it with the other. I kept licking her pussy, prolonging her orgasm while I penetrated her other opening.

  She moaned and tossed under me, her body not accustomed to receiving so many different sensations at once.

  “Eat my pussy, Alexis,” I told her. “I want it back in your mouth now.” I waited as she opened her mouth and used her hands to tug my hips, guiding me back into her warmth. When I felt her tongue bathing my slit again, I added, “Good girl.”

  My index finger was inside her to the second knuckle as my middle finger gently circled the perimeter around it. With a little more pressure, she accepted my index finger all the way inside her tight little ass. I rubbed my thumb across her pussy and then thrust it into her. As soon as I had both holes filled, I swept my tongue over her clit, flicking it back and forth, lapping at her like a thirsty animal.

  The sensation of her entire body embracing me, squeezing me, convulsing around and under me was almost enough to send me over the edge. As she quaked with orgasm, I thrust my pussy against her mouth and held it there to keep my focus. I wasn’t ready to come just yet. I had another method in mind for my orgasm.

  Chapter 25

  I’d never been so filled in my life. Riley had a finger in my pussy and my asshole. As her tongue fondled my clit, release exploded through my body, stealing all rational thought and overwhelming me with sensation. With Riley’s pussy pressed hard against my mouth, I couldn’t scream. I could only moan and roll my eyes as I bucked wildly under her.

  When the ability to think clearly sparked back into my mind, I thought she would keep assailing my pussy, pushing my sensitivity to the very edge of pain and pleasure.

  But instead she gently removed her fingers from me and her sweet pussy from my mouth. I watched her kneel between my spread legs and run her hands up my body. “You’re so perfect, Alexis,” she said. “I love to look at you.”