Page 102 of Ryder
On the screen, Tori had straddled me, and she was leaning over my sleeping face. She spoke, and her words made me groan, as I stroked my dick harder.
“Ryder? Can you hear me, lover? Can you feel me stroking your dick for you? Does it feel good?”
Jesus. She wasn’t kidding about having a way with words. I glanced at her, catching the slight quirk of her lips, lowering myeyes, to see her busy fingers working away inside her trousers.Excellent.
Video Tori was kissing my unmoving lips, and damn… yeah, I wanted to be fucking kissing her back. The urge to turn and slam my lips against hers was so fucking strong, that my hand slowed down and stopped jerking me, as I considered it. I really did fucking consider it, because I wanted it so much.
For one thing, she was as turned on as me right now, and for another, maybe she wouldn’t freak. But… yeah, maybe she really would freak, and this moment would be ruined. It felt like an important milestone. Like if we did this together, the other stuff would come easier.
So I turned back and focused on video Tori, who was now riding my fucking dick like she owned it, and yeah, she fucking does now.
“Ryder, I wish you could open your eyes and see me, as I sit on your cock, as I ride you. You’re magnificent. Beautiful. Your body is my fucking playground.”
Jesus. A ripple of pleasure ran down my spine, as I heard her saying those words. Why was this so fucking hot? I wasn’t even actually getting any, and in the video I had no idea I was, and yet… fucking hell… I wasn’t going to last to the end of the video, that was for damn sure.
I heard her call my name in the video, and I focused on it, seeing that my eyes were open, and my head was moving. Jesus Christ. That was even sexier. I was so out of it, I had no idea what she was doing, but I kept letting out these groans, that told me even while not fully conscious, my body knew it was experiencing pleasure.
“How’s that, lover? Does that feel good? Can you feel my wet pussy around your cock? Can you feel me riding you?”
I glanced at Tori again, whose breathing was so fucking raspy, that I knew she was close too. We were going to make ourselvescome as we watched her in a video, using my body to make her come. I was beginning to realise that this might be what sex would be like for us, and maybe that would be okay.
“Your cock feels so good, Ryder. It’s so deep inside me. It almost hurts, every time I land down and take it inside me. You’re almost too big for me to take. Can you feel this?”
Fuck. My cock pulsed in my hand, and I knew I was about to lose it. I slowed my movements, taking a slow breath.
“How close are you, Tori?”
She moaned softly beside me.
“Close.”
Thank fuck. “Me too, but I want you to come first. Can you do that for me?”
She panted a little, and I took another breath to try and calm down, because I wanted her to come before me, just like I’d make sure she did if I was actually fucking her.
“Come on, baby… ride those fingers… make yourself come,” I urged, as her breathing sped up, and her movements became more frantic.
“Oh… oh god…” she suddenly gasped, and fucking hell… watching her come was the most beautiful fucking thing I’d seen. I felt my cock jerk in my hand as I sped up my movements now, determined to get mine, before she suddenly realised what we’d done, and started second guessing it. On the screen, I watched as video Tori rode me to her orgasm, her body arching as she gasped out my name.
Oh fuck… Pleasure rushed through me, short-circuiting my brain, as I covered my hand and clothes with cum. I pressed my head back against the metal headboard, as I tried to catch my breath.
“Jesus Christ.”
Tori giggled in response. On the video, she seemed to have fallen asleep on me, so I stopped the video, and shoved up fromthe bed, taking care not to make more of a mess. My legs were a little weaker than normal when I walked to the bathroom to clean myself up. I had to grab a pair of sweats to take with me, and when I returned from the bathroom, I noticed that Tori had curled up in a ball on the bed, but she was facing me.
“You okay?”
She nodded. “It’s wrong, you know.”
“What is?” I stopped when I reached the bed, not wanting to crowd her if she was starting to second guess what we just did.
“Getting off on that. It’s… weird…”
I sat on the bed, but gave her the space I thought she might need right now.
“I don’t care what gets us off, if we’re both into it. Did you enjoy it? It sounded like you did.”
She blushed again, and I wanted to grab her and fucking kiss her.It was adorable.
