Yes

I laughed, accepting the dildo. “Why not?” It was heavier than I expected – clearly it was solid glass all the way through. I brought the tip to my lips, then stopped. “Is this gay? Sharing a dildo?”

“Nah.”

“You sure?” I smirked.

“It’s basically sucking cock – that’s as straight as you can get,” Chrissie said.

“Okay,” I said, unconvinced and making sure to show it. She rolled her eyes.

Maintaining eye contact, I slowly enveloped the tip of the dildo with my lips. It tasted of saliva, with a hint of strawberry lip gloss and … something else. The hornier part of my brain wondered if I’d taste more of that ‘something else’ tonight.

“Can you stop looking at me?” Chrissie said, blushing slightly.

I obstinately kept my eyes on her as I sucked more of the dildo into my mouth, and she squirmed uncomfortably and averted her eyes. Moaning softly, I made a show of being aroused as I fought to suppress my gag reflex. Chrissie laughed, setting me off.

“I can’t,” I giggled, pulling the glass rod out of my mouth and handing it back to Chrissie. “I can’t do it.”

She laughed, and effortlessly deepthroated the entire thing again. Fucking hell, that was hot.

“Fuck you,” I muttered.

“Have another try,” she said, giving it back to me.