“Now, shove a finger inside and fuck yourself.” She did as she was told as I continued my tonguework on her other breast, licking and sucking, as she finger-fucked herself faster and faster. “Stop,” I said, just as she was about to come. “Suck your fingers and continue with your other hand.”
She slowly put the middle finger of her right hand inside her mouth and began sucking just like it was a piece of a very tasty lollipop, while her left hand now replaced it on her clit, flicking and rubbing faster and faster. “Are you about to come?” I asked, knowing the answer before she nodded.
Instead of letting her finish herself off, I jumped at the moment and threw my face into her pussy. I ran my hungry tongue all over the wet lips and sucked her clit until her whole body was shivering violently. She tried to remove my head, but I held both of her hands tightly over my head so that all she could do was wither and let my tongue ride her through her orgasm.
As soon as she was a little capable of movement, she tried to get me up again, but I did not take my mouth of her sweet pussy even for a second. Instead, I shoved my tongue deep inside her, and then began licking the inside as it continued to drip from within. Aria’s body was building up again, and suddenly all of her protests were gone; instead, she was holding my head firmly and rocking my face closer and closer to her until she erupted into another shaking orgasm. It was only after the third time that I took my head off her pussy, looked at her, and grinned.
“So, have you ever came three times in less than 10 minutes before?”
She shook her head while her face looked completely blank, as though it was simply incapable of dealing with anything else. It was a good few minutes before she spoke again.
“Honestly, I didn’t even know that was possible. I had heard stories, but I didn’t think—”
“What?” I asked just to stroke my own ego, even though I knew perfectly well what the answer was for.
“Multiple orgasms in such a short time.”
I shrugged, even though I was feeling good about myself inside. “There are still many, many things your body is capable of that you didn’t know. I am here to show you, Aria.”
I had been throbbing hard since we were in the bathroom, but I had wanted to show her a good time before letting myself get carried away. But it was getting out of hand and I felt like if I didn’t put myself inside her any minute, I would collapse from the need to fuck her. Unable to hold myself together any longer, I flung her off the bed and turned her around. Half her body from the torso above was in the bed, but her legs were hanging off it, her ass protruding out.
At first, I slid myself inside her pussy from behind, but after a few thrusts, I lost control of myself and entered her ass. It was so tight, I almost came from the force with which it wrapped around me. To my utter surprise, Aria let out a small moan that did not sound like it was exactly from pain. Encouraged by her reaction and eager to make the process as pleasurable for her as possible, I reached her pussy with my left hand and began gently stroking her clit. Continuing the strokes, I lunged forward back into her tight ass. The feeling was so incredible that I completely forgot where I was or what I was doing. All I could think of was just how tight and incredible her ass felt. My hands moved faster and faster against her while I fucked her ass with no remaining constraint, until both of us exploded around the same time. I collapsed on her back.
Chapter Two
Aria
As we lay awake in bed, I watched Zayden, who seemed to have still not recovered from what had transpired between us. I was a bit in shock. Tonight had been more than I had expected in every way possible. Zayden had not only made the hospital payment, but also gone out of his way to charm me, which made me feel incredible.
I hoped that he would be the last person I have sex with, but I had to be cautious in hoping things of that nature. After all, he had just called me his girlfriend, not offered me a wedding ring. Chances were that he still intended to say goodbye to me after the contract. But then he wouldn’t have used that word.
His reaction when I called him my boyfriend had also taken me by surprise. His eyes flickered with the most intense gaze I had ever seen them bestow upon me. The way he had kissed me after had also been very different, much less sexual, much more gentle and romantic. He had obviously enjoyed hearing me call him that, which meant that I could keep some hope that we would be together for far beyond the contract without feeling like a complete moron.
When Zayden finally opened his eyes, waking up from the oblivion caused by his orgasm, he turned me around to the edge of his bed gently without saying a word. He closed himself onto me, wrapping his right hand over me. As we lay spooning, I started wondering what the night had in store for us next.
“Aria,” he spoke eventually, still holding me. “Are you okay with what happened today?”
“It’s a little too late to ask that question, don’t you think?” I giggled, and it was a giggle made of jest. He jerked upright, looking completely wounded by what I had just said.
“I – I am sorry,” he said looking nervous.
I had never quite seen him like this before, in such a compromising position. He looked as though he hadn’t been more remorseful about anything in his life and needed desperately to give me a reasonable explanation for what had happened.
“I lost control. You don’t know how good you feel. You don’t know the things that happen to my mind and body when I am inside you. It’s like, it’s like the whole world ceases to exist and my mind just becomes completely incapable of any real thoughts or feelings. All it can see, think, or feel is you. All rationality and logic goes out the window. And, and, I know that’s not really a very good explanation. There is no good explanation. I just wasn’t—”
“Zayden,” I cut him off, trying to make a visibly amused expression on my face. “I was joking. I don’t mind what happened at all, relax. I don’t know if you noticed but I came pretty hard too.”
“I did, which is why I thought it was okay, but—”
“No but. You thought right. It felt good.” As relief seemed to run through his whole face, I added, “Really good. Really, really good.”
“So, you would do it again?” He grinned, and I was glad to notice that all tension had vanished from his face.
“Maybe.” I smiled mischievously. “Maybe if you help me out first.”
He raised his eyebrows and made a quizzical expression as if to say, “Aren’t I already helping you enough?”
“What? Don’t make that face! It’s just, I have this paper due tomorrow. And as you can imagine, between the stress with my mother’s bills and the contract and…well, us…I have hardly been able to concentrate on schoolwork. I have to do it tonight no matter what. And your help would be appreciated.”