Dillon had been dying to ask I know, but it’s not the conversation that I wanted to have right now. In fact, I didn’t want any conversation. She had to slide her mouth off my dick to ask it and I knew she was just fucking with me. I was about to cum, nearing the edge and she stops mid-suck to ask me this.
Clever fucking girl.
We had been playing around with denying each other orgasms, seeing who could bring the other closest to the edge, seeing who couldn’t stand it anymore and demanded to cum, etc.
“I don’t want to answer that right now.”
“Well for one, I want you to continue this brilliant head you’re giving me.”
She opens her mouth and hovers above my tip, just barely grazing my dick with her lips. I could feel her hot breath wash over it and I wanted it stuffed in her attentive mouth badly.
“How about you tell me,” she teases, “and then I’ll finish you off. I’ll even let you decide if I should swallow or wear you all over my face and chest.”
She then brought her wide open mouth down on me, not touching my cock at first, then locked her mouth around me and sucked up my shaft torturously slow, digging the tip of her tongue into my dickhole as she reached the top. It was the best fucking feeling and torture all at once. Because she stopped.
“Tell me why. Why were you with Melody so long?”
“Honestly? For sex.”
“Fucking her was that good?”
“How good? Tell me in detail.”
Dillon begins sucking me tenderly and slow.
“She always wanted it. She was down for anything and good at everything. The smallest, wettest pussy. The biggest tits. Dangerously skilled mouth.”
Dillon’s now sucking me harder and more passionately. I continue.
“She was orgasmic to a fault. She’d cum just crossing her legs sometimes. She loved watching me fuck other women and I loved watching her fuck men and women. They were all so amazed with her. If ever there was a woman born to do nothing but fuck, it’s Melody.”
Dillon is sucking me hungrily and talking about fucking Melody has me climaxing more than anything. I wanted to cum in Dillon’s throat as I thought about Melody’s throat, but I also wanted Dillon more than ever.
I grabbed Dill by the face and pulled her to my mouth for a deep kiss. She positioned herself quickly on top of me and inside of her.
We fucked and kissed savagely, Dillon humped me with might as I growled into her kiss.
I wanted to add something else.
“But if Melody was here right now, I would choose you. I would fuck you senselessly and cum for hours making her only watch. And it would make her jealous, Dillon, because no one can make her cum like I did. And we would make her watch as you came and came and came.”
I cum an instant after her and in harmony we continue to fuck until my cock is drained.
Dillon’s breathing hard and can barely speak, but she manages another question.
“But what would she do now? After watching you make me cum and ejaculating inside of me?”
I knew exactly what she’d do. What she did many times before.
“She’d come over here and eat my cum out of your pussy, licking you better than I could even dream, making you cum harder than I ever could. Once you finished an endless cascade of O’s, she’d put on a strap on and fuck you more. Again, fucking you harder and better than I’m even physically possible. She would fuck you until you were a quivering pile of mush or passed out. Probably both. And then she’d walk over to me and beg me to fuck her.”
“Would you,” Dillon asked sweetly.
“No. I’m done with her.”
Dillon smiled and kissed me deeply. I kissed her back and could tell we were falling for each other. Which made me feel horrible because I just bluntly lied to her.
I would fuck Melody in a heartbeat.