The idea registered only distantly in my sex-soaked mind. I was consumed by lust. Hellbent on coming all over Brandon’s smooth, beautiful dick.
You’re fucking him and you just fucked Colin…
The sounds emanating from our union were a stark reminder of that. I wasn’t just wet, I was soaked. Already filled, not that long ago, by another lover’s seed.
Brandon seemed to know it, too. He kept looking down, to where his cock was covered in frothy white cream — some mine, some belonging to his fraternity brother. The guy who’d fucked me just before he did… twice.
The knowledge only seemed to spur him on.
“You’re… You’re on the…”
“The pill?” I smiled, sliding my hands over his chest. “Yes, honey.”
It was stupid, still taking birth control almost a year after I’d stopped having sex with my ex. Stopped having sex altogether, really. I kept taking it on the off chance I’d meet someone, even though I wasn’t really looking.
Much less meet three people…
But now it was finally paying off.
I could see the struggle in his eyes. My blowjob had nearly done in him, and now he was fighting not to finish inside me.
“Go ahead,” I told him. “It’s okay… let it go.”
He looked up at me gratefully. The relief in his expression was so cute I let out a giggle.
“Let it go, Brandon,” I said, rolling my hips. “I’ll come with you…”
His jaw clenched, and his whole body rose beneath mine. Brandon’s ass left the couch as he exploded inside me, filling my womb with his hot, sticky seed.
“Ohhhhhhhh…”
I came rather silently, beautifully, the way I usually did with hot, sleepy sex. Sweet endorphins flooded my brain. I felt my inner muscles firing through a series of rapid contractions, milking him for everything he had.
Brandon’s own orgasm seemed to go on forever. His hands were locked on my thighs, keeping me tight against him as he rode out every pulse, every twitch, every throb. I could only imagine how much come he was putting inside me. Just thinking about it was insanely hot.
“God I love you,” he smiled dreamily when it was done.
I grinned back at him, still connected. Sliding both arms over his shoulders, I began playing with the back of his hair.
“Fuck,” he said sheepishly. “I can’t believe I just said that.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know…”
“Hey,” I admonished, turning his cheek so that he looked at me. “It’s okay,” I smiled. “I love you too.” Then, after a pause, “All of you.”
He closed his eyes and leaned back, stretching his massive pectorals before me. I didn’t want to get off of him. If it were up to me I’d stay in his lap all day, kissing him everywhere, feeling the heat of our bodies against each other. But…
“Guess where I’m going now?” I asked.
“Disneyland?”
“The shower.”
“Ah, my second guess.”
I kissed him on the nose. “Wanna join me?”