Billie tilts her head down and looks up at me from beneath her eyebrows, biting her lower lip, blush rising up her neck to her cheeks.She’s uncertain, but excited.I see the moment when she decides to go for it, because she pulls back her shoulders, her spine straightening, and reaches for the paraphernalia.She picks the little lavender vibrator that really is the size and shape of a small computer mouse, and a tube of lube with pink glitter sprinkled across the black background.
“I like to stand or kneel or squat,” she says.“I think I need some tension in my butt and thighs to come.”
I nod.“For guys, too.That tension when we thrust helps us climax, too.”
“I never thought about that,” she says, looking thoughtful.“Makes sense.”
I sit on the edge of the bed and pull her to stand between my thighs.“Show me.”
Billie swallows hard and takes a deep breath, squeezing some lube on her palm.She rubs it between her legs.
“Where do you press the vibrator?”I probe with my fingers, stroking along the well-lubed-up pussy.“Here, directly on the clit?”I rub back and forth.“Do you like circles?Show me.”
“I ...I like everything that you do to me.But maybe a little more pressure?”
“How’s this?”I put more pressure on her pussy and rub and back and forth, dipping into her.
She moans, and I take it as a very good sign.
“I have an idea,” I say.“I will use my fingers inside you, and you use your vibrator on your clit.We’ll stay like this, you before me, so I can touch your tits, too.”
Panting, she nods, and turns the vibrator on.It’s a little crowded on the front with my hand and her vibrator, so I slide off the edge of the bed and sit down on the hotel-room floor, thankful to still be in my sweats, while she stands, her legs bent and spread, my face before the apex of her thighs.The scent of her arousal makes me ravenous.She whimpers as she pumps her hips, working the toy, clasping my hand within her.
“Oh God, this is so much better with you inside me.”Her voice is broken, her eyes fluttering.“So much better than ...just ...the vibe.”
I smile.“I hope so.This will work just as well with my dick later.I have some ideas.But for now just relax, enjoy how you’re feeling, and let me learn what you like.”
I fuck her with my hand from below, making sure I stroke the front wall.She spreads her thighs wider, tension making them tremble, and bears down on me, the vibrator pressed firmly on her clit.Her moans deepen and her hips rock faster, coming down on me with more force, and it really doesn’t take very long before I feel her clench, her insides undulating in waves, as she lets out a melodious cry-moan.By the time she’s done, my hand is soaked.
She turns off the vibrator and smiles at me.“Thank you.That didn’t take too long?You didn’t get bored?”
“Of course not.It was beautiful.You want more?Just like this?”
“No, one is enough...”
“Absolutely not.I’m pretty sure I understand what you need.Let me try something, since you’re primed and ready.”
I take her hand and lead her to a wall.“Put on your heels and place both hands on the wall.”
She obeys.
“Legs spread”—I wedge my foot between hers and tap the insides of her ankles, nudging her to widen her stance—“just like that.Now bend your knees, so you can get that tension.”
I step back to take her in, her mussed-up hair, the gleam of sweat along the column of her spine, her fat juicy mouthwatering fucking ass up in the air.I grip it without tenderness, and she squeals.
Leaning over her, I press my chest against her back.“Get closer to the wall,” I say as I flatten her with my body, then slide my hands around her hip so I can stroke her clit.She moans and shudders, trying to catch her breath, her body tensing beneath my unyielding hand.
I pull back quickly, and Billie grumbles in protest.“Just grabbing a condom,” I say, tugging down my sweats, and quickly sheath myself.Then I lean against her back and push inside, my hand returning to her clit.
I start to thrust, following the rhythm of my pelvis with the circles on her clit.Her cheek and chest are against the wall, her ass sticking into my groin, and she greedily pushes back into me, gyrating around my cock.I kiss her hair, her shoulder, her upper arm, anything I can reach while I fuck her hard.
“Oh God, oh Seth, oh God, oh God, oh gawd—”
She tightens like a bow and cries, pulsing around my dick, and I grit my teeth, trying to hold it, but there’s no use, I’ve been turned on for way too long, so I give in and let myself explode, let her walls squeeze all the cum as I bellow in blinding release.
I press against her sweat-slicked torso, pinning her to the wall, giving her all my weight.We remain motionless, catching our breaths.
I push strands of wet, fragrant hair away from her neck and bury my nose in it.She smells like skin and sweat and perfume, and I lick her from her ear, down the slope of her neck, all the way to the ball of her shoulder, then back to the shoulder blade.She shudders under my tongue.
