“What do you want me to tell him?” I said. I licked up the vein in his shaft, licked him from the base of his balls to the tip.
“Cat,” he groaned.
“Do you want me to tell him his girlfriend’s a whore?” I grabbed his shaft and squeezed it up and down in my palm. His precum dribbled down my fingers and helped me lather him up.
“No,” he said.
“That I’m your whore?”
“No.”
I was on all fours on the bed now. My ass was in the air, my breasts squeezed against the mattress. I looked up at him and I glared. “Are you ready?”
“Wait,” he said. But I didn’t wait. I pressed the speed dial and pressed the phone to my ear. One ring. I kissed the head of his cock. Two rings. I flicked the slit with my tongue.
Bobby picked up on the third ring. “Hey, honey, what’s up?” he said.
I danced my fingers over Tom’s cock. It bulged and stood straight. “Nothing, just hanging out,” I said. I leaned forward and brushed my lips against the head. “What are you doing?”
“Hanging out with the guys.”
“Mmm,” I said. “Where are you?”
“In the den.”
I leaned in and stuck out my tongue. I dragged it up the side of Tom’s cock. Then I angled my head sideways and pushed his cockhead into my mouth. “Muh,” I said as my breath mixed with my spit.
“Honey?”
“I’m just hanging out tonight, too, baby,” I said. Tom grabbed the back of my head and pushed my lips into his shaft. I kissed it.
“You just called to say hi?”
I could feel his fingers dig into my nape. I obliged him by opening wide and letting his dick glide down until I gagged. The dick came out of my mouth with a film of saliva coating the head. “Mmm,” I said when I recovered my breath. “I love you.”
“Love you, too,” he said. “Are you with anyone right now?”
“Just some friends,” I said. Tom reached under me and cupped my breasts. I left little pecks on his dick, starting small, starting low, my mouth opening wider until I was sucking on just the mushroom tip.
“Katie, are you eating something?”
I smiled around Tom’s cock and inhaled deeply. “Wuh, yeah,” I said. “Can’t you hear it?”
Bobby laughed. “Yeah, what is it?”
Tom reached down behind me until his fingers found my ass crack. He wormed his middle finger down until he could hook it up my ass. “Nuh!” I said. “It’s long and hard.” Tom grabbed me roughly and pushed my lips over his penis. I could taste his semen. I could taste everything. On the other line Bobby shifted in the den and I took Tom into my mouth and spat.
“What was that?” said Bobby.
I pulled Tom out and reached out to jerk him off with my free hand. “Just some friends, feeding me.”
“I don’t get it,” said Bobby.
“Oh that’s okay, baby.” I jerked Tom roughly and squeezed him into my mouth again. I made sure I worked up enough saliva to make the thick shluk-shluk-shluk sound when my lips trailed over his member. I gasped as the spit and cum clung to my lips. “Don’t you hear me eating it?” I said. “They’re making me eat it.”
Tom pulled my hair back behind my ears and dragged his fingers through my scalp. I looked up at him. He gave me a warning look. I ignored him.
“I can’t stop,” I said.
“Katie, what’s going on?”
I dragged my tongue under Tom’s cock and flicked it, flicked the tip, flicked the slit and sucked at it, sucking at just the tip until I could feel the cum trailing out of him. “I’m eating whatever they give me,” I said. “I can’t stop until I finish.”
“Honey, seriously, what’s going on?”
“I’m good at it.” I dared Tom to say no. As I stared into his eyes I pulled his cock into my hand and squeezed it, felt the wetness squelch between my fingers. “I’m good at it, aren’t I?” I said.
“Katie-”
I took Tom all the way down to the back of my throat. I coughed and gagged but I kept him there. I sucked, really sucked. I could feel his balls tense. “I think he’s going to cum in my mouth,” I said.
“What the fuck?” shouted Bobby. I could hear the guys in the background telling him to shut up.
“He’s going to cum in my mouth,” I said. “I’m going to let him cum in my mouth, Bobby.”
Bobby was losing it. It had gone from playful to insane on his end and he couldn’t make heads or tails of what I was doing. But he could still hear me lapping at Tom’s cock. “God, it’s so big.” I sucked. “It’s so hard.” I licked. “It’s making me so horny, Bobby.”
“Katie, cut this shit out right now.”
“Whenever he takes his thing out, and he puts it inside me…” I arched back against Tom’s finger. I wanted him to go lower, into my pussy. He could use his other hand if he tried but he was too busy staring down at me. “I want it… I want him to give it to me…” I pushed my bottom way back against Tom’s finger. His finger went deeper into my rectum and I didn’t care; I just needed something in me, needed it. I popped his head between my lips and started to bob my mouth.
“I want him to give it to me hard this time,” I said when I came up for air. “I want him inside me- Oh! Oh, Bobby, he’s going to cum!” I saw the head squeezing, bulging. My eyes flashed up to Tom’s face. I grabbed his dick and started to jerk him off. “Tell me to swallow it.”
Tom’s eyes glazed. He was entranced.
“He makes me so horny, Bobby. I’m gonna make him cum so hard for me. Just like you made Sara cum.”
There was a sudden stop to Bobby’s angry ranting. “Who the fuck told you about that?”
“Tell me you love me,” I told Tom. His dick jerked and squirted. I opened my lips, letting the jism fire at the roof of my mouth. There was no way I’d try to swallow it first. There was too much of it; it came too fast. But once the first few ropes had released I pushed my lips over his head and gulped his semen. I swallowed, and he’d spray the inside of my mouth. I swallowed; and a new load would hit my tonsils. He jerked and I swallowed. I swallowed. I pressed my cell up to my mouth and swallowed noisily into the phone, cum and spit sticking to the receiver. And my pussy was on fire.
I hung up the phone and tossed it against the pillows. I continued to clean him off with my tongue until his dick finally went down. Then I kissed his stomach, and kissed up his abdominals. I needed it so badly I couldn’t stop shaking. Maybe I needed him, only him, at that moment.
I climbed into Tom’s lap, wet and naked. I kissed him full on the mouth. If he minded the semen still around my lips he didn’t say. He kissed me back and reached up to cradle my head. “Cat,” he started.
“No,” I said. “Don’t.” I eased my ass back so that it rolled over his soft penis. “Tell me you love me.”
“Hold it,” he said. “I need to-”
“I need,” I said. I rubbed my slick pussy lips over his dick. “I know you can get it up again. Tell me you love me.”
I felt his cock twitch underneath me.
“That’s what you like,” I whispered into his mouth. I grabbed his shoulders and slid my wetness over his rising cock. “Tell me you love me. Does that get you harder, Tom?” It did. His hips were already rising to meet my gliding bottom. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you,” he said.
“Tell me you love me.”
“I love you,” he said. His dick was growing again, rising, straightening. He tried to push me back. “The condom-” he said.
“No,” I said. His dick was already half hard and I felt the top poke against my puffy lips. “Put it in me now.”
“Cat-”
I arched my back and angled my vagina so that it took his soft cock inside. My wetness and the residue of his cum made it glide.
“Ah-” Tom groaned. His dick was already thickening.
“Fuck me,” I said. His naked cock felt entirely different now. Each flex of his skin, every vein, every naked twitch; I felt it. I squeezed down on him and he bulged inside my uterus. I squashed my breasts into his chest and bit his chin. He grabbed my back and ass and shoved me down hard. His prick was stiff enough. “Ah! Tell me you love me.”
He pushed inside me. “I love you.”
I bounced on his dick. “Fuck me harder.”
He slid down until he was on his back on the bed. I ground my pussy into him and laid on top. I squeezed his hips with my knees. “Cat, stop.”
“NO,” I said. “This time you do what I fucking want. Fuck me harder!”
“No,” he said. He grabbed my hips and tried to pull me off.
“Fuck you!” I spat, refusing to stop bouncing on his dick. “Don’t you like it like this?”
I knew he was aroused, I knew he wanted me, but he just wouldn’t stop trying to push me off. It made me have to work that much harder to keep his dick inside me, and I punished it by squeezing myself down on him and rubbing him hard against the bed. “Say you want me.”
He pushed his dick so far up inside me I thought he was going to break something. “I want you. But I can’t do this to you,” he said.
I pushed my wet mouth against his ear. “Do it to me, Tom. You can do it. Come on… You’re already inside me.”
“No,” he said. He said it finally, with no uncertainty. With great effort he pulled me off his lap and clambered back off the bed.
“I want to cum!” I nearly shrieked.
“I am not here to fuck up your life,” he said. He grabbed the towel that was lying on the bureau and wiped himself off.
“Fine- get the condoms.”
“No,” he said. He moved to grab his jeans.
“What is wrong with you?” I sat on my knees, naked and wet. My vision was nearly red; I boiled inside, waiting for him to say anything so that I could scream at him, tell him how much I hated him.
He pulled his shirt on and went for the door.
“Tell me you love me.”
He turned back. I must have looked like a mess, my face beet red, my tits wet and the nipples fully erect, my thighs shaking under me. I wasn’t thinking straight, I knew that for sure but I didn’t care.