“D-do it again,” I whine.
“Words.”
“Lick your p-popsicle.”
The gleam in his eye is all naughtiness as he pulls the cock from my pussy, letting my barren walls clench around the air before pressing the head of his fresh, enormous cock inside.
“This?” He brings the glistening gray cock to his mouth.
“Yes.”
My whole body vibrates with anticipation, another orgasm right on the cusp. Maintaining eye contact, he sticks out his tongue and licks from the rounded base to the weeping slit, flicking the rim of his cockhead on the way. When he visibly shivers, I moan and lose hold of my feet.
He laughs and guides my legs back, using his broad shoulders to prop up my knees. Draped over me, he sinks fully into my cunt all at once.
“Have a taste, my sweet hummingbird.”
I accept the offering of his detached cock, licking it while little whimpers involuntarily tumble from my lips. He moves inside me freely now, hips rotating in a slow circle, filling both of my holes over and over.
“Open.”
I open wide and let him fuck my mouth with the cock, tasting both of us all over it. He kisses the side of my mouth as I suck it, his tongue slipping between my mouth and his cock. My legs wobble around his shoulders and he picks up the pace, his old cock falling away from our now frenzied kisses.
“Fuck, Ari. You are everything I dreamed of and more. Take. My. Cocks. Fuck!”
He pulls all the way out and slams back in, then eases off of me enough to watch. When he uses the tip of the popsicle cock to rub my clit, the other hand wrapped around my leg and pinching my nipple, I can’t hold it anymore. I let the orgasm take me, and take me, and takeme, as it builds and crashes and builds again, my writhing body going limp from overstimulation.
When I drift back into consciousness, I feel something wet trickling around the spot my pussy clings to his pulsing cock. I lean onto my elbows to get a better look. The detached the cock he’s using to stimulate my clit is steadily spilling thick white cum, coating my clit, wet strings connecting our thighs.
I take it from his hand and use it to rub my clit, the filthy sight making me squirm all over again. Curious how it would feel, I bring the leaking thing to my breasts and rub it on my nipples, the hot liquid spurting out on my sensitive buds. As it slows, I bring it to my mouth and suck out the last few drops.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan as the cock in my pussy quivers and Grogoth falls onto me, emptying into my cunt with streams of hot seed. The cock in my ass joins in, dumping yet another load inside me and sending me tumbling overyet anothercliff into blinding pleasure.
Grogoth pants above me. I laugh at his sudden silence, too out of breath from fucking me to make any more demands. He looks at me with confusion before laughing along.
Epilogue
Grogoth - One year later
“Leave the curtain open, Damion, thank you.” I feel Arielle squirm under the table. “We like to watch the band.”
“Of course, sir.”
Alone in our private booth, I turn my smirk onto my sweet hummingbird. She grins right back. I put my left arm around her on the back of the booth and reach below with my right, sliding it between her upper thighs, which part for me readily.
“Do you remember?” I punctuate my point by sliding further up, up, until my thumb grazes her cunt, coming away with a little string of her sweet nectar. I chuckle. “Ahh, so you do.”
“How could I not?” she giggles, her gaze flicking to the band and back. “It was our first date and you already knew exactly how to drive me mad.”
“When I discovered you’d spent years getting aroused by your little show for me, I knew you liked it.” I lean close, brushing her ear with my nose. “Being watched.”
Her breath hitches, her body tensing. One hand closes around my wrist under the tablecloth. A flood of wetness surges over my knuckle as I realize what hadboth scared her and turned her on—the arrival of Damion.
“Here is that appetizer. Do we know what we would like to eat?”
I turn my most charming smile onto the server and list the first two dishes to come to mind. He departs and I turn back to Ari, who looks absolutely distraught.
“Do you think he could tell?” she asks.
