Unexpected
Grace knew something was up. She cornered me in the kitchen, up against the refrigerator. Nic would be late coming home tonight; we both knew it, and I had promised myself not to touch her until he got back.
She was wearing only a thin pink T-shirt and the straps. The plug was in her ass, stretching her open for Nic, so she’d be ready for him. She was horny, evidenced by the way her nipples stood up under her shirt.
“What’s wrong, Zen?” she demanded softly, her almost naked body pressing me up against the cold metal door of our ancient fridge.
“Just horny as hell,” I promised breathlessly. “Wanna fuck you, Lady. So badly.”
“It’s more than that,” she prodded. “And I think I know what it is.” She unbuckled my belt, undid my jeans and pushed them down off my hips. She squatted down on the floor and took my dick into her mouth, intent on releasing some of my pent-up tension.
I let my head drop back against the fridge door, let my eyes closed as she sucked me. It felt good, and I could feel myself relaxing, enjoying, tightening up and getting ready to blow. Then she stopped for a moment, and I glanced down at her in silent question.
She stuck her middle finger into her wet, rosy mouth, sucked it a couple of times while her big green eyes looked up at me, sparkling with desire and love. Then she put my cock back into her mouth and slipped her other hand up behind me.
Suddenly I knew what she was going to do. My ass clenched in fear, terrified that I’d somehow broadcast my secret desire, not just to her, but also to Nic. But this was Grace, who loved me, who was going to give me what I wanted, after a fashion.
I forced my ass to relax as her fingertip touched my asshole. I was tingling all over as she massaged it, waiting for it to loosen. The tip slipped inside me and I gasped, loving it instantly. She pushed a little deeper, pulled back, slipped in again, and it was wonderful, incredibly erotic. I wanted more, needed it, and Grace was willing.
I looked down at her and found her gazing up at me, my dick still in her mouth.
I groaned as she stopped everything and stood up. She kissed me, and I could taste myself in her mouth. “Undress and get on the bed,” she whispered. “I’ll be there in a sec.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice. I had no idea what she was going to do, but she loved me and I was ready for it, so I went without question. When I was spread-eagled on the bed, blankets pushed off to the floor, she came into the bedroom, opened the nightstand drawer, and pulled out the vibrator and lube.
“It’s okay,” she told me, evidently seeing my deer-in-the-headlights look. “If you don’t like it, we don’t have to do it again, but I think you should at least try this, Zen. Trust me, baby. I won’t tell Nic.”
That cinched the deal for me. I nodded and lay back, lifting my hips up so she could slide the sex pillow underneath me. She settled herself between my spread legs and liberally coated my ass and the vibrator with the lube.
My dick had deflated at first, but now it reared back to vibrant life. She massaged my asshole with the vibrating tool, smooth and cool at first, warming as she worked it against me. Carefully, she pushed it inside me, and I groaned with ecstasy. My hands gripped the bed sheets, trying to hold on to my sanity while she worked that hot little toy in and out of my ass.
“God, I love it!” I shouted. “Oh, fuck, Grace. I love it.”
She took my dick in her mouth then, sucking and fucking me, lighting me up, making me come so hard I screamed and damn near passed out.
For a long time, I couldn’t move. She just lay there, licking at my limp dick and balls, gently fucking my ass with the vibrator, until I asked her to stop. Then she put the vibrator aside for later clean-up, and snuggled against my chest.
“You’re in love with Nic,” she stated quietly. “Aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question.
“I’m in love with both of you,” I answered with an unhappy sigh. “I can’t imagine life without either of you in it, baby.” I put my arms around her and held her close. “I need both of you, but I’m afraid…”
I didn’t finish the thought.
“Afraid Nic will walk away from you if he knows you want him,” she guessed. “I think there’s a risk of that, too, but not for the same reasons you do.”
“What do you mean?” I toyed with her hair. Played in it. Then rubbed at her nipple, gone flat in afterglow.
“You’re bisexual,” she told me.
Grace is the psych major here, though that’s not her chosen field. I’m into history. Nic is criminal justice. He’s planning on becoming a cop one day.
I’m thinking our Grace is a very smart girl, because that feels right. I’d just never put a label on myself before. I took it for granted that my attractions to girls was the only way to go, and couched my friendships with guys as nothing more than that. Yet here I was, wanting so desperately to have Nic in my ass that I was letting my girlfriend fuck me there instead.
“Nic is probably straight, but I’m not absolutely sure of that, yet,” she went on. “I know he loves you, probably more than he cares about anyone else on the planet.” She sighed. "Including me. But I don’t know if he loves you sexually yet.”
She lifted her head off my chest and gazed at me longingly. “Let me work on him, okay?”
I snickered. “I’m sure as hell not gonna say anything about it to him.”
Then I felt the delicious tingling still reverberating in my ass from the fucking she’d given me. “But maybe we can keep doing this, when he’s not around, huh?”
She grinned and nodded. “Ass people understand each other,” she chuckled. “Nic likes getting ass. Maybe we can convince him that an ass is an ass, and he’ll do you while you’re doing me. Wouldn’t that be wild?”
“Fuck!” Heat shot straight to my groin at that thought. “We’d better stop talking about this, or there won’t be anything left for Nic when he gets home.”
She got off the bed with a lilting laugh, grabbed our toy, and went to clean up.
She was wearing only a thin pink T-shirt and the straps. The plug was in her ass, stretching her open for Nic, so she’d be ready for him. She was horny, evidenced by the way her nipples stood up under her shirt.
“What’s wrong, Zen?” she demanded softly, her almost naked body pressing me up against the cold metal door of our ancient fridge.
“Just horny as hell,” I promised breathlessly. “Wanna fuck you, Lady. So badly.”
“It’s more than that,” she prodded. “And I think I know what it is.” She unbuckled my belt, undid my jeans and pushed them down off my hips. She squatted down on the floor and took my dick into her mouth, intent on releasing some of my pent-up tension.
I let my head drop back against the fridge door, let my eyes closed as she sucked me. It felt good, and I could feel myself relaxing, enjoying, tightening up and getting ready to blow. Then she stopped for a moment, and I glanced down at her in silent question.
She stuck her middle finger into her wet, rosy mouth, sucked it a couple of times while her big green eyes looked up at me, sparkling with desire and love. Then she put my cock back into her mouth and slipped her other hand up behind me.
Suddenly I knew what she was going to do. My ass clenched in fear, terrified that I’d somehow broadcast my secret desire, not just to her, but also to Nic. But this was Grace, who loved me, who was going to give me what I wanted, after a fashion.
I forced my ass to relax as her fingertip touched my asshole. I was tingling all over as she massaged it, waiting for it to loosen. The tip slipped inside me and I gasped, loving it instantly. She pushed a little deeper, pulled back, slipped in again, and it was wonderful, incredibly erotic. I wanted more, needed it, and Grace was willing.
I looked down at her and found her gazing up at me, my dick still in her mouth.
I groaned as she stopped everything and stood up. She kissed me, and I could taste myself in her mouth. “Undress and get on the bed,” she whispered. “I’ll be there in a sec.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice. I had no idea what she was going to do, but she loved me and I was ready for it, so I went without question. When I was spread-eagled on the bed, blankets pushed off to the floor, she came into the bedroom, opened the nightstand drawer, and pulled out the vibrator and lube.
“It’s okay,” she told me, evidently seeing my deer-in-the-headlights look. “If you don’t like it, we don’t have to do it again, but I think you should at least try this, Zen. Trust me, baby. I won’t tell Nic.”
That cinched the deal for me. I nodded and lay back, lifting my hips up so she could slide the sex pillow underneath me. She settled herself between my spread legs and liberally coated my ass and the vibrator with the lube.
My dick had deflated at first, but now it reared back to vibrant life. She massaged my asshole with the vibrating tool, smooth and cool at first, warming as she worked it against me. Carefully, she pushed it inside me, and I groaned with ecstasy. My hands gripped the bed sheets, trying to hold on to my sanity while she worked that hot little toy in and out of my ass.
“God, I love it!” I shouted. “Oh, fuck, Grace. I love it.”
She took my dick in her mouth then, sucking and fucking me, lighting me up, making me come so hard I screamed and damn near passed out.
For a long time, I couldn’t move. She just lay there, licking at my limp dick and balls, gently fucking my ass with the vibrator, until I asked her to stop. Then she put the vibrator aside for later clean-up, and snuggled against my chest.
“You’re in love with Nic,” she stated quietly. “Aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question.
“I’m in love with both of you,” I answered with an unhappy sigh. “I can’t imagine life without either of you in it, baby.” I put my arms around her and held her close. “I need both of you, but I’m afraid…”
I didn’t finish the thought.
“Afraid Nic will walk away from you if he knows you want him,” she guessed. “I think there’s a risk of that, too, but not for the same reasons you do.”
“What do you mean?” I toyed with her hair. Played in it. Then rubbed at her nipple, gone flat in afterglow.
“You’re bisexual,” she told me.
Grace is the psych major here, though that’s not her chosen field. I’m into history. Nic is criminal justice. He’s planning on becoming a cop one day.
I’m thinking our Grace is a very smart girl, because that feels right. I’d just never put a label on myself before. I took it for granted that my attractions to girls was the only way to go, and couched my friendships with guys as nothing more than that. Yet here I was, wanting so desperately to have Nic in my ass that I was letting my girlfriend fuck me there instead.
“Nic is probably straight, but I’m not absolutely sure of that, yet,” she went on. “I know he loves you, probably more than he cares about anyone else on the planet.” She sighed. "Including me. But I don’t know if he loves you sexually yet.”
She lifted her head off my chest and gazed at me longingly. “Let me work on him, okay?”
I snickered. “I’m sure as hell not gonna say anything about it to him.”
Then I felt the delicious tingling still reverberating in my ass from the fucking she’d given me. “But maybe we can keep doing this, when he’s not around, huh?”
She grinned and nodded. “Ass people understand each other,” she chuckled. “Nic likes getting ass. Maybe we can convince him that an ass is an ass, and he’ll do you while you’re doing me. Wouldn’t that be wild?”
“Fuck!” Heat shot straight to my groin at that thought. “We’d better stop talking about this, or there won’t be anything left for Nic when he gets home.”
She got off the bed with a lilting laugh, grabbed our toy, and went to clean up.