Page 17 of Eggnog and Edging
"Wait, I don't want to just be laying there when we do this."
"What do you mean?"
"Can we do it with you sitting in the chair?” She looks at what I assumed was a cuck chair, but we can turn it into a fuck chair. She continues with, “I watched some videos."
"You mean you watched porn?"
She nibbles her lower lip and her finger works its way in, replacing her lip. I pull it away again and kiss it. “You don't have to be shy around me. Hell, we can watch porn together. We can use it to explore things that interest you, like sex in a chair.”
Thoughts of Ryker walking into the room try to intrude, but I shove them away. But maybe threesomes are something she watched in preparing for the auction. I kind of like the idea of the three of us.
“Can you sit in it and I'll sit on your lap?"
“You're going to fucking ride me for our first time?”
Her lip tucks between her teeth, and I catch her hand before she nibbles her fingernail. I walk her to the chair.
"We can have sex anywhere, any way you want."
I was so enamored by her, I forgot about the viewing wall, but now I see that a small crowd has gathered. They don’t matter. I ignore everyone who's watching. My cock's harder than it's ever been, and I guess this will be good that she's on top. She'll have more control than if I'm on top.
I sit while she stands in front of me. Giving her a show, and giving myself an ounce of relief, I stroke a fist along my cock, dragging my thumb over the bead of pre-cum on the tip, then reach up and touch it to her lips. She kisses, then licks, and I dip my thumb between her lips so she can suck.
The people watching might get a surprise if I blow my load while the only thing I have inside of her is a finger.
"You don't know how much cum I've spilled while thinking of you, Starla. I finally get to make my fantasies reality."
She spreads her feet around mine, leans her hands on my shoulders, and climbs on top of me. There’s barely enough room for her knees to spread around my lap. I grab the back of her head and pull her in for a kiss, letting our tongues mingle. It seems wrong to put sex first, but I understand the urgency.
We reposition so she can sink down more, and the tip of my cock is lodged at her entrance.
"Ease yourself on. Go however fast or slow you need."
She smiles nervously and pushes down just enough to spread her pussy lips around my tip. Her breaths pick up.
“We can switch positions if you want.”
“No. You’re just so big.”
“Take your time. That cum that was on my tip is inside of you now. You’re mine, Starla.”
She bucks her hips forward and back, side to side, getting a feel for having me at her entrance. And then she lowers herself. Her eyes fall shut and she swallows hard as she surprises me with one strong downward thrust.
Fuck! She feels so good. I pull her to my chest, holding her tight, needing her to stop, because if she moves another millimeter, I'm going to come before she does. Her pussy tightens and releases around my cock over and over again.
She whimpers.
"Are you okay?"
"It hurts, but it feels so good. I think I'm going to come just being full of you."
"God yes, don't hold back. I'll come with you."
I work a hand between the two of us and get my thumb onto her clit, not able to do much, but I stroke back and forth. Herbreaths become ragged as she leans back, thrusting her tits at me.
That’s not helping me hold out any. Those perky nipples beg for my tongue, but I can’t indulge that need right now. Her body spasms and her pussy tightens around me even more, pushing me over the edge. She cries out in ecstasy.
My body meets hers, responding to her orgasm as it begs me for cum. I send more into her than I've ever released, my body not stopping until we're both spent and she collapses on top of me.
