“Sure.” She took a drink from her bottle. “I can handle being called names.”
“Still, I’m sorry.”
Aly ran her fingers through my hair, and we shared a few gentle kisses as we had our drinks. When we were done Aly announced she wanted to dance some more, and we made our way back that direction. After a few selections a slow song came on, and Aly wrapped herself in my arms. She looked up at me, whispering softly.
“You know, I hear you can go for hours, and make a girl come and come.”
I smirked at her. “That’s the rumor.”
“Wanna show me?”
“Hell, yeah.”
She led me off the dance floor and toward the door. I was able to wave at Jared as we left, and he gave me a big thumbs up. Such a guy thing to do. Soon we were on our way home, earlier than I’d expected, but I didn’t mind, all things considered. Aly was holding my hand as we drove, and that felt nice.
When we got back I led Aly up the stairs. She let me ravish her a little in the entryway before breaking away and holding me at arms length. “I’ll be right back, I want to surprise you.”
With that she ran and grabbed her bag and disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the lock click, so I resigned myself to waiting. I undid the top few buttons of my black silk blouse. I kicked off my shoes and socks and sat on the bed before using my phone to start some music on my wireless speakers. I hopped up to light a candle, which is what I was doing when the bathroom door opened.
“Good evening, My Lady.”
I almost dropped the lighter. Aly was standing in the doorway, illuminated from behind by the bathroom light. She was wearing a sea green see-through robe that stopped above mid thigh. No bra, just a wisp of matching sheer panties underneath.
“Holy God, Aly.” I knew my mouth was hanging open, but I couldn’t help it. “Where’d you get that?”
“This old thing? I only put it on when I don’t care what I wear.” As she was speaking she pushed out a hip and ran a hand up through her honey brown hair, gathering it up and exposing her neck. The whole display made my heart skip a beat. I was lucky Aly couldn’t keep a straight face, and I managed to close my mouth and smirk at her.
She crossed the room in just a few steps and wrapped her arms around my neck, and I kissed her soundly, feeling the energy in my body sing at the contact.
She broke away and crawled up on the bed, turning me towards her and unbuttoning my shirt. When she finished I slipped it off over my shoulders while she started on my jeans. When they were unfastened I stepped back and gave her a little show of my own as I peeled them off. Down to bra and panties I opened my nightstand door and pulled out the two strap-ons.
“So which one do you want? The Captain?” I held up the big purple one. “Or Tennille?” I shook the smaller black one at her.
In response she untied her nightie and dropped it down to the mattress. Rising up on her knees, she pulled me close and kissed my shoulder, before slowly working up my neck until her lips were molecules away from my ear.
“I want you to fuck me until I can’t remember my name.”
I laughed and pulled away so I could look in her eyes, which, despite what she’d just said, were all excited innocence. “The Captain it is then.” She signified her acceptance of that proposal by pulling off my sports bra and sucking one of my nipples into her mouth. I sighed and slipped my hand behind her head, gently holding her to me.
After a few glorious minutes I pushed Aly back onto the bed and crawled over her, tossing the requested item onto the bed. “Turn over.”
Aly rolled onto her stomach, the glorious curve of her ass rising off the bed. I ran a hand over the soft skin there, humming in appreciation. Aly arched her hips up, intensifying her shape, and I ran my fingers down between her legs, where her wetness made her folds feel like silk.
I leaned down and kissed one of her round cheeks, breathing in the scent of her arousal. I slipped a finger inside, making her raise her hip and let go a long moan that made me shake inside.
“Get up on your knees.” I slid my unoccupied hand under her belly and lifted gently as she obeyed, while the other continued to slide in and out of her sex. She turned her head towards mine, her eyes alight with pleasure.
“That’s so nice, Taylor.”
“I’m just getting started, baby. I’m going to take good care of you.”
She smiled, innocent and trusting, her eyes fluttering closed as I stroked her G-spot. God, she’s lovely. I moved my lip back to her skin and crawled back between her legs. Her outer labia pressed together, with her swollen inner lips pouting out between them. I pressed my lips to her, pushing my tongue deep inside and earning a gasp from my lover. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, reveling in the taste, but eventually had to pull away, leaving her on the brink of orgasm.
Aly whined in protest, but stopped as soon as I began buckling on the Captain. My fingers dipped into her again, and I used her copious nectar to coat the purple phallus I was now wearing. I moved into position, holding Aly’s hips and letting the length slide over her pussy.
“Oh God, please.” She pushed back against me.
“You want this?”
“Uh-huh.” Her whimper made my grin widen. “Please.”
One or two more strokes over her clit and I positioned the head at her entrance. “Ready?”
Aly responded with a whimper and an attempt to push herself back against me. This time I let her attempt succeed, and I slipped inside her.
“Oh! God, yes!”
I didn’t need any further urging. I withdrew and plunged in again, this time sinking all the way until I could feel the back of her legs pressing against my thighs. She threw her head back, and I watched her beautiful hair fall across her shoulder blades as I began to withdraw and drive in again.
I drove the pace quickly. I knew she was already close, and I had no desire for a slow burn. That would come later. I could tell by her energy that my baby needed to come and come quickly, and I meant to oblige her. I wrapped my hand around her belly and began stroking her clit in time my thrusts, sending her screaming over the edge.
I was never going to tire of listening to Aly come. It was the perfect combination of a little girl’s squeal and the throaty moan of a succubus. And she was in full voice tonight as I felt her spasm around my strap-on.
As she began to come down I slowed my penetrations and removed my hand from her nub. I moved gently at first, before settling into a steady rhythm. Aly was letting out high, cooing sighs with every stroke. I smiled to myself. This was the time for long and slow, and I steadfastly refused her attempts to increase the tempo. I let my fingernails scratch gently over her back, making her shiver and shake her head slowly from side to side.
Her golden brown hair flowed like a river down her back. I ran my fingers through its velvet softness.
“You can pull it if you want.” Her voice was a shaky whisper, and I had no desire to say no. My fingers tightened around her locks and I pulled slightly.
“Ohhh!” Aly’s head tilted back, mouth open in ecstasy. Her hands reached forward and grabbed my metalwork headboard, raising her shoulders slightly, which changed the angle of penetration. The phallus was riding more against the front wall of her vagina, the textured underside definitely stimulating her G-spot.
At least, I realize that now. At the time, I just thought it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Even as turned on as I was, I didn’t speed up, continuing to work slowly and deep. We slipped into a perfect rhythm.
After a wonderful length of time Aly began to beg a little. “Please, just a little harder, Oh, My Lady, I need to come, please.”
How could I deny such a lovely request? Ever so slightly, I increased the tempo, more and more until Aly let go a guttural rolling growl that passed into a long, shaking moan as my beautiful girl came apart under my ministrations. And I wasn’t done, not by a long shot.
I don’t think we went for hours and hours, and I would never be so crass as to count her orgasms, but her long, cooing hum of pleasure as she collapsed onto the mattress when we were finished filled me with pride and love. God, was it love? I shook the question of that away, slipping off the harness and lying next to her, gathering my girlfriend into my arms.
She slipped a leg between mine and nuzzled into my chest. “God, My Lady, my whole body feels like Jell-O.”
“Good, Jell-O, right?”
“Mmm, the best. The slightly warm, squishy kind.” She ran her fingers up and down my spine. “Now how am I gonna take care of you?” I opened my mouth to protest, but she cut me off. “Don’t even start. I’m not going to sleep until I get a chance to taste that pussy.” She kissed my shoulder. “But how can I do that when I can barely move?”
“I don’t know.” I looked deep in her eyes, those beautiful, shining eyes, which suddenly took on a mischievous gleam. “It’s a conundrum. Any ideas?”
She bit her lip, looking like an eight year old about to ask a malleable grandparent for a cookie. “You could sit on my face.” Her expression was almost indescribable, all eager innocence.
“Really?”
Aly bit her lower lip and nodded with wide eyes. “Please?”
“Ok, won’t say no to that.” As I rose up on my knees Aly ran a finger down my stomach and into my wet pussy. Once coated it went directly into her mouth with a moan, the sound of which sent thrills down my spine.
I straddled her and watched her eyes change from innocence to wanton desire, staring directly at my sex above her. Her tongue darted out and wet her lips. She wasn’t kidding, or doing me any favors. She wanted me. The question as to how that was possible was wiped away as I lowered myself to the promised land, and eager lips enveloped me.