She’s splayed wide open with her bent legs on either side of my thighs. I lean forward and gently rub my lips against her soft ones. She sighs, and I slip my tongue inside and lazily tangle it with hers. The kiss is languid, not rushed. I pull back and run my hands down her chest, tweaking her nipples as I go, until my hands reach her opening. I watch her face as I slip two fingers inside and slowly begin to fuck her with them. I fist my cock and slowly slide my hand up and down, making sure to hit the head with each pass. Her breathing becomes labored as she watches my hand jerk myself off.
“I’m going to fuck you with the toy, then come on your pussy, then fuck you again with it. That way, you still get cum inside, just not the usual way.”
My words illicit a deep moan from her and her eyes flutter closed for a brief moment before settling back on my hand.
“Does it turn you on?” I ask, adding a third finger to the first two. Her breath hitches as she brings her eyes to mine. “Do you like watching me fist fuck my cock?”
“Yes…” she hisses, gripping the sheets with her hands. “Faster.”
“Do what faster?”
“Both. Fuck us both faster.”
I fucking love that she’s not afraid to tell me what she wants. Nothing is a bigger turn on than having Abby talk dirty to me.
I speed up my hand wrapped around my dick as I start slamming my fingers into her pussy. My knuckles bang against her pubic bone, and I worry it may be too painful for her, but from the moans coming from her lips, it’s anything but painful.
I slip my fingers from her tight grip and grab the toy. I run the tip across her wetness, getting it nice and wet, before sliding it over her clit. Her hips buck and she grits her teeth as she watches me slide it back down to her opening. Applying light pressure, I push it in a couple inches. A pearly drop of precum forms on the tip of my dick, and I swipe my thumb over it and bring it to her clit.
“Fuck me,” she hisses.
She’s so fucking wet that the toy slides in and out of her easily. After playing with her clit for a moment, I bring my hand back to my cock. I grunt, the muscles in my thighs tightening. I’m so damn close.
“Watching you take this toy is so fucking sexy,” I growl, watching it as it slides out and seeing it coated in her juices.
My balls draw up, seconds away from release. I remove the toy, just as the first jet of cum shoots from the tip of my cock. I angle myself so it coats the outside of her pussy. My release triggers her own. She cries out and my gaze stays pinned on her clit as it pulses with her orgasm.
Once I milk the last bit of cum from my balls, I put the toy back at her opening and gently push it inside, making sure I insert some of my release in her, hoping her body will be satisfied with our trickery. I pump it in and out a few times, then pull it from her body before falling forward and raining kisses along her sweat-slicked shoulder as we both try to catch our breaths.
“That was…wow.”
I smile before dipping down to kiss her lips.
“Yeah, wow,” I agree.
“Think it’ll work?”
I brush away the damp hair from her cheeks and run my nose along the side of hers.
“I don’t know. I hope so, but if it doesn’t, we’ll keep trying new things until we know what does and what doesn’t. Either way, we’ll see in a few hours.”
“Yeah,” is all she says, seeming lost in thought.
I get up from the bed, rinse my hands and cock off, and grab a washcloth to clean her with. After, we both settle in bed, neither talking too much, both wondering if what we just did will be enough to appease her cravings. To me, it wouldn’t matter if it did or not, but I know having options is something that will help Abby with her concerns.
We still have several hours to go before we’ll know. I pull her tighter in my embrace, her back to my front, and kiss the top of her head.
“Love you, Abby.”
Her lips touch the arm I have wrapped around the top of her chest. I feel her smile against the flesh there, before she says back to me. “I love you too, Colt.”
I know that no matter what happens, we’ll still be just as happy with our life. When two people love each other as much as we do, they can overcome anything that may step in their way. Yes, sex may be a big part of our lives, but it’s not the biggest part. What we have in our hearts is what will carry us over the years that come.
A couple nights later, Abby is sitting naked in my lap. We’re on the couch, with me in nothing but my boxer briefs tucked down below my balls, my cock sticking out between us. Her hand is stroking along my length as I run my tongue and lips along her throat. One of my hands is cupping her breast, and the other is buried in her hair as I keep her head pulled back to give me better access. She digs the nails of her other hand into my shoulder.
“Hmm… play with your pussy, Abby,” I murmur against her neck.
She does so immediately by detaching her claws from me and placing her hand at her pussy. I look down, just as she slips one finger inside and pulls back to strum her clit. Her hips give a slight jerk, and a moan leaves her lips.