“But before you get all defensive,” she continued, “I figured it out. You did it with your mom and it was just sex. You still came back. To me, I mean. That’s what we were talking about yesterday, about what we have together.”
“Mmm hmm.”
“You know me. I have to figure this stuff out on my own. But I’m better now. Only, I got all worked up thinking about you and Brooke. I didn’t want to wake her, so—”
“You decided to sneak in here and wake me instead?” I teased.
“Yes. I told you, it isn’t the same with her. I was thinking about that too, if you must know, about why it’s different with you.”
“And what’d you decide?”
“It’s like your words. Brooke and I make love. Sometimes we have sex. The same with me and Wren. But neither of them can really fuck me. Not like you can. So that’s why I need you, need your penis. I need it inside me. Usually my mouth is fine. More than fine,” she said with quiet intensity. “I love fellatio more than anything. But tonight I think I need more.
“Don’t worry,” she added, “I still want to suck you off. I always wanna do that. But I also need you to fuck me. Not hard— And please not like yesterday. That was amazing, but I don’t think I’ll be able to walk back to my room if you do that to me again. Still, I need it. You. Your penis. Inside me.”
“Ask and ye shall receive.” I pushed the covers down and she practically attacked my hard-on. The big head wanted to take our time, but the little head had other ideas.
Christy sensed it too, because she didn’t make a sound when I held her head down and jerked my hips. The head of my cock entered her throat. Her muscles contracted automatically, and that set me off. Bursts of light erupted behind my eyes, while my dick went off like a Roman candle.
Christy couldn’t make a sound at that point. She was too busy swallowing, but she held my hips and tried to force her mouth down on my cock. She didn’t manage it before I stopped spurting, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. Eventually, she pulled back and panted to catch her breath.
“Oh my gosh, you came straight down my throat.” She was amazed instead of indignant.
“It didn’t choke you?”
“No. I was ready for it. And it was the best thing ever!”
“Better than the super-orgasm?”
“Okay, maybe not. But still! It felt like your entire cock was in my throat. It wasn’t, darn it, but I’ll get there. I’ll have to try that spray. Oh! And I can’t wait to try the rest of our toys. I forgot to tell you!”
I blinked and felt a sense of whiplash as she changed direction and shifted into high gear.
“That’s the other reason I couldn’t sleep. I was thinking about all the things we bought— Okay, the things you bought. Thank you again, by the way. I know you think I’m bad with money, that I don’t pay attention, but I really do. I just have to think about it, and usually I have more important things on my mind. Like your penis.”
“Fair enough,” I chuckled.
“Anyway,” she continued after barely a breath, “I can’t wait to try your rings. And I forgive you, by the way, for not telling me about the one you have already. But…! You have to use it on me. Like, a million times. Then I’ll forgive you for real.”
“What if I die of sexual exhaustion before then?”
“Then I’ll take you to my lab and do naughty experiments— No, wait! I’ll take you to my secret lair instead. Oh, oh! You can be Cockman! Brooke can make a bunch of gadgets and stuff. A cocksuit, cockmobile… everything. I’ll be your trusty sidekick, Suckin’. Brooke can be Cockgirl!”
I burst into laughter.
“Stop!” Christy hissed urgently. “You’ll wake the whole house.”
“Can you blame me?”
“Um… no, I suppose not.”
“Cockman and Suckin’,” I mused with another chuckle. “That was pretty good.”
“Thank you. But now I really need Cockman inside me. Pretend there’s a Cock-Signal on the ceiling or something.”
“You’re a little sex kitten when you get worked up.”
“Whatever.” She rolled to her back and guided me between her legs. Then she set the tip of my cock at her opening and stroked my shaft. “I have to think about something when I’m horny in the middle of the night. I have a vivid imagination, you know. It’s like my metabolism, only better.”
“Better? How?”
“I think of all these things I want to do with you. And not just vanilla things. Kinky and taboo ones too. That’s why you’re so perfect. You don’t think I’m a pervert. Well, I am a pervert, but you know what I mean. You don’t—” She groaned as I slid my dick into her. “Oh, no fair.”
“Sorry,” I said unapologetically. “You were chattering.”
“Was I?”
“Mmm.”
“Okay, I’ll behave. I promise. I’ll be nice and quiet as you fuck me. Except for moans, of course. And maybe a few sighs. I might say your name a couple of times, if that’s okay.”
“You’re doing it again.”
“Sorry. I’m full of energy. I ate a snack before I came to see you.”
“A snack? Are you serious?”
“Mmm, a yummy penis butter and honey sandwich. But—”
“Hold on, did you just say ‘penis’ butter?”
“Of course. But stop interrupting. Where was I? Oh, right, my snack. Sorry, I was hungry! And I knew I’d need my stamina. I had lots of plans. I— Uh-oh. I’m chattering again, aren’t I?”
“Yes.”
“Has it ever occurred to you that I might chatter less if you fucked me more?”
“The thought had occurred to me,” I said mildly. “But I’ll be honest, I wanted to see where you’d go with it. You’re really cute when you’re horny. And you’re right, you have a vivid imagination. But we can talk about that later. Right now I need to fuck you.”
“Yes, please.” She ran her hands over my chest and then arched her back as I began thrusting. “Oh, Cockman…”
I rolled my eyes and bent to suck her nipples. I tugged one of them with my teeth, and she held my head with both hands. I switched back and forth until she pulled me up for a kiss. Our lips met, and the temperature in her pussy shot up.
The little head wanted to fuck her harder, but the bed squeaked enough that I didn’t want to risk it. I settled on deeper instead, although I had to remind myself to stop if I met any resistance.
“See?” Christy said after a couple of minutes. “I’m a lot quieter when you give me what I want.”
“Note to self…”
“And you know what I want now?”
“Me to come inside you?”
“Mmm,” she breathed. “You know me so well.”
“I do. But… it’s still danger week, isn’t it?”
“Stupid calendar.”
“Right. So, where would you like it instead?”
“Inside me?”
“Uh-uh. Not gonna happen.”
“I know. You’re right. This was so much sexier when it was just in my head.”
“It always is. But… when it was just in your head, I couldn’t do this.” I pinned her to the bed and rocked my hips. My pubis ground into her hooded clit.
“Oh my gosh,” she gasped, “it wasn’t like that in my head.”
“No?” I teased.
“Hold on, why do we end up talking so much during sex? Wren warned me about you!”
I chuckled and kissed her. “We have some of our best conversations during sex.”
“But we’re s’posed to have orgasms.”
“We have those too.”
“Mmm, I know. I have a little one coming. Keep doing that thing with your hips.”