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Story: Mutual Obsession

“Fuck, you’re so deep,” she says, sounding sexy and raspy.
“Your cunt is so tight, Gorgeous Girl. Look how well you take my cock.” Her eyes roll from the praise, her walls fluttering around me as she gets even more excited.
“I’m so close,” she cries.
I didn’t need for her to tell me, as I can feel just how close she is.
“Are you going to come for me?” I ask, feeling that telltale ache in my balls that lets me know I’m not far from my own release.
She nods as she continues to ride my cock. “Yes. I want you to fill me with your cum.”
Fuck, I almost blew my load right then!
Although we’ve talked about contraception in the past, and we agreed, when the time came, we wouldn’t use a condom as she has the implant, but we never talked about where I’d come.
Hearing her say that she wants me to come in her sparks a kink I didn’t know I had. Suddenly, I want to paint her walls with my cum. I want to see it dripping down her legs, knowing I’m the one who claimed her.
Those thoughts push me over the edge, and I reach down to rub her clit frantically, making sure Dee comes at the same time as me. A few flicks of her clit and she’s screaming out as her orgasm hits.
Her cunt clamps down around my cock, and that’s all it takes to push me over the edge. My release hits me like a fucking truck. Rope after rope of cum shoots from me, painting Dee’s pussy in the most fucking claiming way.
We’re both panting for breath, stealing kisses whenever we’re able, as we come down from our high. I wrap my arms around her and pull her to me, relaxing when she lays her head on my shoulder.
My cock softens, but I don’t pull out. We stay like that for a while, just holding each other as we focus on getting control of our breathing, content in each other’s warmth.
I can feel my cum trickling out of her, down my thighs, and it’s the hottest thing. I had no idea I was into it, but now I do, I want to stuff her full of my cum any chance I get.
When Dee pulls back to look at me, she gives me a sweet smile as she says, “Thank you.”
I shake my head, my smile matching hers. “I should be thanking you. That was unbelievable. You’re stuck with me forever now,” I joke.
Dee becomes tense, and although she tries to laugh it off, I can tell something made her uneasy. As she clearly doesn’t wantto draw attention to it, I pretend I didn’t see anything, choosing to embrace the moment instead.
- SEVEN YEARS AGO -
After our first night together, our relationship progressed quickly, and we were practically inseparable. I still couldn’t bring myself to introduce her to Courtney though. While we continued to keep things from each other, I didn’t want Court involved.
There were a few times when I considered asking Dee about it. If our relationship kept progressing the way it was, surely it would make sense to be totally honest with each other.
I was falling for her, hard and fast, so the least I could do was trust her with my secrets. I just wasn’t sure if she felt the same. I think the longer we kept things from each other, the easier it became to ignore them.
About two weeks after our first time, Dee was over at my house again and we had spent all night experimenting. Once the nerves of that first time were gone, and Dee knew she could trust me, she became insatiable, and I fucking loved it.
Her confidence grew, and she wanted to experiment more, to learn about her sexual preferences. We started small, trying outdifferent positions, until she found ones she liked, and then we branched out.
My heart soared when we discovered that she’s a natural submissive, and loves to be told what to do. She looks so fucking good on her knees, following my instructions, and the fact she trusts me enough to do it is fucking everything.
A phone buzzing distracts us from each other, and I groan when Dee pulls her lips from mine. We’re all sexed out for the night, but that doesn’t mean I want her to leave the comfort of my arms, where I can kiss her anytime I want.
“Ignore it,” I tell her, as I pull her back down, so her cheek is resting against my chest, her body pressed against mine.
She rolls her eyes. “I’m just going to read the text,” she says, twisting around to reach her phone.
I keep my gaze on her, watching her the way I always do, and my heart sinks when her expression pales. She turns white as a sheet as she reads whatever is on her phone, her body becoming tense.
She’s frozen while she reads the message, but when she turns back to me, it’s like those few minutes never happened. She gives me a bright smile, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Everything okay?” I ask.