Blended TML Ch 2

Piper stubbornly looks at her screen. “I did laundry, I convinced Patty to apologize to what’s her name to get her out of the house, I went to the gym, I made breakfast, I vacuumed, and I cleaned the kitchen. I earned this.”

“You’re saying that you don’t have a boner from seeing me like this?” Kayla opens her towel. “What about now?”

Piper keeps her eyes on Roy Kent. “I don’t.”

Kayla thinks for a moment. “But if there was a boner, I could use it. Right?”

“Doesn’t Flynn have a boner you can use?”

“I’m the one asking the questions. Yeah. Femdom. Flynn explained it to me. I’m in charge,” Kayla says, jerking her thumb at herself. “Does that make you hard?”

“Bella’s home.”

“She’s got those big-ass noise cancelers on. Like you think I didn’t check,” Kayla says with an eye roll. She drops her towel and slips under the throw to fish Piper’s dick out of her panties. Piper thinks of herself as a formidable woman in some respects, but even if she wanted to, she couldn’t stay soft with Kayla sucking her. For a couple of minutes she’s able to go on watching, but Kayla has serious ability in this department. She knows how to take a cock deep, how to create friction with her lips, and how to apply just the right amount of pressure to the base with a little pulling.

With a hint of annoyance, Piper looks away from her show to watch the shape moving in her throw. If she were just a little less proud, she would ask Kayla for lessons.

Kayla pulls the crotch of Piper’s underwear out of the way and probes with a fingertip, finding her perineum and pressing hard. Piper’s cock throbs.

Kayla emerges, gently stroking her and looking smug. She matches Piper’s gaze, then slowly sticks out her tongue and moves slowly toward the head of Piper’s cock.

Kayla doesn’t get much credit for it, but she’s actually very funny. Piper smiles and sighs theatrically. “If you must. Condom.”

Kayla looks blank. “Can I borrow one?”

“Don’t you have your own? Mine are expensive.”

“Oh my gosh, just gimme.”

Piper grudgingly points at the drawer, and Kayla eagerly crawls over to get it. She slips the condom on expertly. “Don’t mind if I do,” she says as she mounts up in reverse cowgirl.

There are worse things, Piper supposes, than being used as a dildo.

The freckles on Kayla’s back are interesting. She has the same big curves as her mother, but she’s not as careful about her weight. Piper personally doesn’t mind the Jameson genes. Kayla’s self-conscious about the softness of her body because of Riley. What’s interesting is that as the summer goes on, Kayla’s starting to get a bikini tan, and those lines on her big, supple butt kind of do it for Piper.

Kayla stays civilized until she’s close to the finish line, and it’s weirdly sexy watching her shoulders close up while feeling her insides squeeze. Finally, all of her softens, and she looks over her shoulder at Piper with a red face. “You good?”

“Sure,” Piper replies.

Seconds go by. Kayla sits, Piper still inside her.

“What?” Piper says, honestly unsure what that look is supposed to mean.

“Can we snuggle?”