Page 108 of Fragments
It’s always the slim, cut guys who have the biggest cocks, I’m telling you.
Lex writhes into me, squirming when my hand slips between us to touch him over his pants. “Mmff… I don’t wanna come too soon,” he gasps, and I’m seriously going to die from maximum arousal.
“Then slow down, baby,” I whisper. “When the lights go off, we can play.”
“I still think this is crazy,” he murmurs, and I grin.
“Who doesn’t love a little crazy?”
We kiss for a few more minutes, until the lights switch off in the row. Then Lex pulls his mouth off of mine, gazing down at me with his lips all swollen and his gem green eyes glistening.
Pushing him off, I nod. “Sit over there and close your eyes.” He gives me a puzzled look, but does as I say, scooting over to the edge of the bed, facing the wall. “No peeking.”
I spot a ghost of an eager smirk as he covers his eyes with his hands, and I pick up my stuff, getting to work. This is certainly not my first time wearing women’s lingerie. It was a requirement for a lot of my clients at Club Edge. This also isn’t my first time pretending to be a girl, though with all of those guys, it was more about their shame regarding their sexuality, whereas with Lex, I’mchoosingto do this for him, and a little for me.
Honestly, I don’t think he would care if we just kept messing around as two guys. But I also don’t want to fall any deeper into this with him, only to wake up in however long with him wondering if he’d rather be with a woman. Not like it really matters in here, because there are no females available to him, unless against all odds, Joy suddenly decides she wants a piece. But honestly… it’s not outside of the realm of possibility, and it would completelydestroyme.
This won’t be like it was with the guys at The Edge. No degrading, or pain, or purposeful humiliation to get them off. With Lex, it’s more like the last client I ever had… The man in the mask.
Passion and pleasure, and crumblingtogether.
This isLex. I want him to be happy, above all else.
He won’t hurt me… Because he likes me.
Stripping out of my clothes, I peek at Lex to make sure he isn’t looking before I squirt out a generous helping of lube onto my fingers. I have to make my asshole feel wet, like a pussy. So I stuff lots of lube in there. I even stick the tube up and squeeze to fill myself with it, clenching as best I can to hold on to it, so I’ll be nice and gushy for him.
Then I pull on the black lace panties I got from Jasper. They’re a snug fit, but still… I like the way they make my ass look. Around the front, it’s all wrong. My cock is semi-hard, so it barely fits inside, and I have to flip it up, pushing my balls up too so that when I lie on my front, all he’ll see is an ass in panties. I have a lacy little top thing I slip over my head, and the ensemble is finished.
Ready to be a lady.
Crawling into the bed, I get beneath the covers, positioning myself just right. Then I grab the pillow to cover most of my head, and mumble, “Okay, you can look.”
I feel him shifting on the bed, and already my excitement is through the roof. It’s super hot to be lying here like his ready-made sex toy, especially with my face hidden. It feels like some naughty game we’re playing. I’m already shivering with anticipation.
Lex crawls closer, easing himself up to me. I hear him breathing out steadily, and I can only imagine the look on his face.
“Wow…” he hums, and I shudder when his hand drops onto my ass, cupping it gently. “You look so pretty.”
“Play with me,” I whisper, as quietly as possible, keeping my voice smooth.
He makes a noise, fingers tracing the crack of my ass over the lace, innocently exploring at a gradual pace. The air in the cell is already stifling hot, my cock aching where it’s trapped beneath my body as he squeezes and kneads my cheeks. Knelt behind me, I feel him whip his shirt off, then he lowers himself over my back, dropping sweet kisses all over my shoulders.
“Your skin is so soft,” he rumbles, pushing his hips forward to shove his erection against my ass.
I whimper, eyes closed, head clouded with lust. I wish he would just rip my panties open and stuff that big dick inside me. But this is Lex we’re talking about… He’s not going to do that. And believe it or not, the temptation, the tease, and the build is a million times better.
He kisses down my shoulder blades and my back, soft lips driving me fucking crazy. He even trails his tongue down my spine until he reaches the panty line, breathing heavily with his hands gripping my cheeks. I wish like hell I could see what he’s doing, but all I have is sensation, turning up the heat beneath my skin.
I feel his warm breath on me through the lace while he observes my ass like this. Then his lips ghost over the crack, and my eyes roll back in my skull.
Fuck, I want him to eat me. God, I hadn’t even thought of that. I wonder if he wants to eat me out… I will come so motherfucking hard if he does.
“What should I do with you?” he rumbles, almost like he’s talking to himself while he touches my butt, all draped in lace panties for him. He grips the material, tugging at it like he might want to rip it off.
“Put your fingers in me, Lex,” I plead softly, pushing my hips up for him, displaying my plump booty, ready and waiting.
He makes a shaky sound as he shoves the material aside, stretching it so much that it might rip, but obviously neither of us cares. Then he pushes his long fingers between my cheeks, swiping them over my hot hole.
