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I snorted again and resumed chopping my greens, shaking my head. My blushing cheeks gave me away, but not like I could tell her who I’d met.“Now you think I’m cheating on you!” I grunted annoyed.“Are you?”“Jesus Christ! What the fuck’s wrong with you? You saw my paycheck yourself, with every fucking extra hour right there! When would I even find the time to cheat on you, even if I wanted to?”“I knew it. It’s someone at work.”I almost chopped one of my fingers off. So I snorted some more and kept playing angry. She wouldn’t let go, though.“She gave you that fancy underwear with your initials, right? She’s the reason why we’re hardly having sex anymore.”I smashed the big knife on the chopping block, so hard it stuck to it, and turned to her.“Fuck you, Steph!” I snarled, because that was the only thing I could say, other than correct the gender of the person coming between us.“What am I to think, if you hardly talk to me anymore?”I should’ve thanked her for taking the conversat
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She took longer than I expected. In the morning, I’d see it was because she’d lingered putting the greens back in the fridge and cleaning after me. She finally came and got in bed behind me. A moment later, her arm rested around my waist and her breasts brushed my back. I set my jaw, feeling her hand caress my abs and slide down. Of course. Since crying hadn’t work, she was trying her other usual out when she screwed up. So far, make up sex had always worked out, sparing her from voicing an actual apology.Her hand moved past my navel as I still tried to make up my mind about whether I was willing to let her get away with it yet again.The beads.The words popped up in my head at the same time that her hand reached my cock.Oh, yeah, the beads. They were still in their small box at the bottom of my bag.However, I couldn’t just go grab them and come back to bed to fuck Steph. Meaning I could, but it’d be such a waste of oil. And I wanted to use them in my own terms.The combination of
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That, time to get some. I climbed to the bed and kneeled astride her chest, a chill of pure anticipation running down my spine. I picked a fat bead to squeeze on my cock’s head. My mild boner hardened as I buttered my shaft all the way down to my nuts.Rubbing it’s underside against her breasts made us both gasp. I did it until I felt the first ripples. Then, I moved my hips forward and guided Steph’s head up. She tried to turn her face when the tip of my cock touched her lips, but I wouldn’t let her. Since I never insisted if she didn’t want to do something, the fact that I persisted surely told her this time I wasn’t taking no for an answer.My eyes fluttered closed as my cock brushed into her mouth and against her tongue, setting my crotch on fire as she sucked the tip covered in oil. Hell yeah. There was no comparing her reluctant performance with Big Ellie’s masterful blowjobs, that overloaded my brain to total shut down, but it’d have to do.I didn’t let Steph stop until my cock
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The only thing that kept me from coming with her was what I had in mind. She was still shaking out of breath when I pulled out and from under her, making her stay on her knees while I reached out for another fat bead. Somehow I remembered to wipe my cock dry. We had to change the bed sheets anyway. I kneeled behind Steph right when she tried to move. To keep her in place, I parked my pounding cock on top of her buttocks and squeezed the bead on it like that, letting some drops trickle down on her. I sat on my heels, putting my hands to work, one of them stroking my cock to spread the oil, the other rubbing those few drops on her butthole.“Oh, fuck!” she cried, raising her head like she needed more air.I wasn’t surprised to see her arch her back and push her ass against my fingers. They brushed her skin apart to reach her flesh. The way she rocked her hips granted me deeper access. I should’ve taken notice of the effect it had on her, but I had no room for deductions in my head. The
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We woke up about ten, to her phone full of texts and missed calls from her friend Zoey. We were both starving and exhausted, our heads still clouded in a hangovered way, and even if we didn’t say it, eager to try the oil again.“I can’t log in like this,” she said, dragging her feet after me to the kitchen. “I’m calling in sick.”I glanced at her. The way she raised her eyebrows was a whole speech. That was the first time we both called in sick since I’d joined her in the West Coast. I couldn’t say anything along the line of feeling under the weather, because they would make me quarantine at home for days, and they’d only admit me back into the Square after three negative tests in a week. I didn’t want to be stuck at home around the clock for so long, so I said I’d tripped on the stairs and twisted my ankle bad. One of the Square nurses told me to rest for the day and apply ice and anti-inflammatory cream, and that was it.While we wolfed down brunch, Steph obviously asked about the o
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I knew I needed to cool down, else I’d go off the moment my cock touched her ass, but I didn’t want to let her come down and stop me. So I used one of the last small beads to butter her hole and rub it. The way she shivered and moaned made my cock nod in sympathy once more. I teased her a little longer with my fingers, as to make sure she was okay with it, because she usually didn’t like me fucking her behind twice in a row.Rather than okay, she seemed eager. Just in case, I rimmed her. And her reaction told me that here too, adding saliva to the oil worked as an explosive cocktail. Soon she was trembling and begging like she hadn’t just come and I was teasing her clit, not her ass.The pull from my groin told me clearly it was time to join her fun. So I grabbed a fat bead and literally shoved it up her ass, betting she would tighten her muscles and crack it open. I was right. A moment later, while I kneeled behind her again and grabbed her hips, I spotted a thick drop trickling out
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“Here?”“Yeah, there.”“But it’s full of people!”“ITs share toilet cubicles?”“I mean the restroom! There’s a dozen guys right outside this door!”“Then you better keep it down, right?”“Please!”Big Ellie raised his eyebrows at the same time the ring’s pad started vibrating behind my nuts. My eyes fluttered closed, anticipating what was coming, no pun intended. Knowing he wouldn’t stop, I felt for the toilet lid and closed it to sit down on it.Like back on Monday, he made me rest the phone on my knee, my legs spread apart to grant him a clear view of my crotch, and he wouldn’t let me touch it. So I tried to relax and let him have his way as usual. He changed the vibrating pattern until my boner made a notorious bulge in my slacks. Then I felt the first tiny drops of oil cover the ring pad. I let my head fall back with a shaky sigh, the changing patterns working to rub my skin and spread the oil, gravity making it trickle down to my butthole. It wasn’t easy to control the impulse of
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I couldn’t sleep, either. So I waited until I was sure Steph wouldn’t wake up if I got out of bed. At the kitchen, I retrieved the ring from my bag and plugged it to my phone charger. I had no bead for it, but maybe it had a little oil left inside. I grabbed a beer and went to sit on the windowsill, waiting for the ring’s battery to get a little charge.I found Big Ellie’s text from a couple of hours later. The son of a bitch had recorded the call from the restroom and made one of his funny GIFs. It showed me sitting on the toilet, my slacks still buttoned up and my hand squeezing my outstanding boner at the exact moment when a wet dot spread over the light fabric.My own face caught my attention, the way my head had dropped back, my eyes closed and my mouth open in a silent moan. It felt weird, seeing myself at such a moment. The GIF triggered a flashback that made my lazy cock nod. There it was, the spoiled thing. Now it asked for action? Nah, I thought, leaning back and bringing on
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