“That-” I shook my head in disbelief. “Fuck,” I cursed, smiling stupidly. I was struggling to regulate my breathing. She crawled up my body before settling on top of me. She looked extremely pleased with herself. She leaned in to kiss me and I tasted myself all over her. As soon as I could breathe normally, I was going to show her smug ass that I was more than capable of going head-to-head with her in the bedroom.
I was many things but a pillow princess was definitely not one of them.
. . .
Ellie: Wanna come over?
Sticking to my usual pattern when it came to Ellie, I came running whenever she wanted to have sex with me. Every single time she looked for me, I’d be there as long as I wasn’t busy with work (sometimes, even when I was busy with work). All other social events were back-burnered.
My top priority was sex with Ellie.
Whatever doubt I’d had about her wanting to sleep with me again after the first night we’d spent together had dissipated instantly. It seemed like she couldn’t get enough of me, too. I’d quickly memorized how she wanted to be touched. I’d made sure to take note of everything I did that could reduce her to a quivering mess. I’d mapped out her magical body, paying close attention to all the spots that made it impossible for her to do anything but moan out my name.
She was absolute perfection in my eyes. I really couldn’t see one flaw on her. I’d told her that out loud once, right after she climaxed. In response, she’d begun listing all the things about her body that she didn’t like. And I’d just gawked at her. How could someone who looked like her feel insecure about anything? Once she was done, I’d spent more than an hour going through that little list of hers, worshipping all of its contents. I’d hoped that each one of my licks and kisses could’ve erased whatever self-doubt she had.
She was the closest thing to an angel on this earth.
. . .
Ellie: What are you doing?
Me: Super busy with work stuff, big presentation tomorrow… I rather be doing you though.
I placed a broken heart at the end. I wished I could’ve spent every second with her, but alas, I still had to keep a roof over my head. And to do that, I had to play my part as a little cog in the big corporate world. I rubbed my tired eyes.
Ellie: Can I come over? I promise it’ll be quick.
I really should’ve denied her request. I really needed to keep working. I really didn’t have the time to do whatever it was that she wanted to do… But my resolve when it came to Ellie was nonexistent. So, within five minutes, she was in my apartment, kneeling in between my legs and eating me out as if she’d been dying to do so the whole day.
The sight of her so absorbed by what she was doing made me feel happy. I wanted to come badly, but I was doing everything I could to hold off. I found the view of her feasting on me while on her knees so erotic. I wanted an extended cut of the show. But there was no way I could’ve lasted very long. Not with the way her adept tongue was drawing circles around my clit, licking my folds then pushing into my opening. Over and over again.
I came faster than I’d wanted to, but the quick release of endorphins definitely helped with the stress I was dealing with. I pulled her to her feet and kissed her deep then deeper, reaching between us to unzip her pants. She stopped me though, pecking my lips once, twice, thrice before pulling away.
“Come here,” I whispered. I reached out for her. My need to touch her was so intense. It was making me dizzy.
“No. You have no idea how much I want to… But you need to get back to work.” She gestured toward my desk where my laptop was displaying a blank slide. “I just really wanted to do that.” She pointed at my pussy and I blushed before hiking up my fallen shorts. “Now, go finish your kickass report, you can just make it up to me next time.”
I was obviously disappointed by Ellie’s early departure. But she was right. I would’ve had nothing to show my supervisors in the morning if she’d stayed. I made a mental note that I needed to make her come again and again, until she begged me to stop, the next time we saw each other. As a thank-you for the much-needed stress relief.
. . .
I was so glad we were at Ellie’s. The way I was screaming as she took me from behind would’ve definitely caused my next-door neighbors to like me a lot less. We were always a little bit too loud during sex but tonight was… Extra. I couldn’t stop yelling. Believe me, I’d tried. She wasn’t holding anything back. She was fucking me frantically, uninhibited by anything. Her movements were rough and carnal, as if she was powerless against whatever force it was that was making her dominate me. I loved it.
I was completely hers for the taking.
When Ellie first brought out the strap-on, I shook my head and told her we didn’t need toys. I wasn’t very into the idea because in the past, the sex I had using one with other partners was lackluster at best. I had experience being the giver as well as experience being the receiver, and I preferred using my mouth and fingers during sex way more.
“I know we don’t need toys,” she agreed before dropping the sex toy on her bed. “But this will be fun…” She climbed on top of me and began kissing my neck. Her warm, wet tongue was licking its way up and down my throat. She wasn’t wearing anything, but I was too distracted by her proposal to immediately start ravishing her like I usually did. I let her do what she wanted while I stared at the light blue dildo. “Fuck,” she breathed out against my skin. “Okay, forget the toy, I really don’t care if we use it or not. But can you please just be naked already? You’re so sexy.”
“Huh?” I finally looked at Ellie’s face. Her blue eyes were so dark. I felt like I could’ve drowned in them if I wasn’t careful.
She was gripping my shirt, trying to tug it off me. I raised my arms, so she could strip me. In seconds, I was as naked as she was. Even as she licked and kissed my entire body, I couldn’t stop envisioning her eyes and the animalistic look she’d sent my way. No one had ever looked at me like that before, with so much unbridled lust. Like she wanted to claim me, like she wanted to consume me whole. And if that was what she wanted, I was more than willing to let her.
“Babe…” I only ever called her ‘babe’ during sex. She looked up at me from where she was licking at my thighs. “Put it on.”
She grinned and I thought she’d grab it immediately. But she didn’t. She stayed where she was and continued what she was doing. She teased me until I begged her to move her mouth to my pussy. She then teased me until I begged her to make me come against her lips.
After I’d climaxed, she finally put our little blue friend on and I would’ve been lying if I said I didn’t get wetter at the sight of it jutting out from between her thighs. She was so sexy. Everything about her turned me on so much. Maybe strap-on sex wasn’t my favorite thing in the world, but if fucking me with one was something she wanted to do, I was happy to oblige.
She placed a pillow under my butt then positioned herself between my legs. Her right hand guided the rubber dildo to my opening. She smeared my juices around with the tip. I was wet enough, but I still asked her to go slow. I watched, transfixed by the view of it slowly disappearing in me, inch by inch. I bit my lip, it felt foreign and I felt full, but I didn’t dislike it. I gave the toy that was buried inside me a little squeeze, noting just how much of a tight fit it was.
I finally looked up and I saw Ellie staring right at my face.
“You’re so sexy,” she repeated her words from earlier. My blush deepened, which was quite a feat since my skin had been flushed since I’d entered her bedroom. She reached out with her thumb to play with my clit. I squeezed the toy inside me again, this time involuntarily. I opened and closed my mouth. I wasn’t sure why she wasn’t moving. I wanted her to start moving. “Mm?”
The light circles she was tracing around my clit felt good, but I knew I was ready for more. She knew I was ready for more… And yet, she wasn’t moving. I moved my hips, hoping she’d get the message, but she stayed still. “Babe,” I squeaked out, jerking my hips more noticeably. “Can you?”
“Can I?” Her blue eyes were full of mischief and I finally figured out she was toying with me. I found it wicked, torturous-I found it so hot… Instead of getting annoyed, I moaned loudly and uncontrollably at the realization. I was more than willing to be her little plaything. In response to the desperate sound I made, something snapped inside her. She scrapped whatever she was planning to do. She probably was going to make me beg her for it. Make me tell her just how much I wanted her to fuck me. How desperate I was to come with her inside me.
But the thing was… I didn’t need to say anything. My entire body was begging her to fuck me. We both could see it, plain as day. She kissed me deeply then finally started rolling her hips. Her strokes were short at first to let me get used to the feeling. I mistakenly thought I was going to have to act like I was enjoying myself, but there was no acting necessary. I was loving it.
She began fucking me harder and I moaned out loud, over and over again. She didn’t ask me to keep quiet. She let me scream at her ceiling as she plowed into me deep and hard. I wrapped my arms around her and dug my nails into her back. As I moved my body to meet her thrusts, I begged her not to stop, I begged her to go faster.
When I was coming around the silicone cock, I wrapped my legs around Ellie, too. She lost her balance and dropped her full weight on me, burying the toy as deep as possible in our current position. I closed my eyes, loving how good it felt to be completely underneath her. I moaned in her ear.
Too soon, she readjusted herself on her forearms, lifting herself back up but not pulling out. She studied my face as she gently started moving her hips again to see if I could keep going. I was pretty sensitive, but if she wanted more, I wanted more. I gave her a slight nod, and she began thrusting in and out of me again. Her pace was slow at first, but it became progressively rougher. I saw the telltale signs of an upcoming orgasm forming on her heavenly features.