The Heart Wants What The Heart Wants

Chloe led Gavin to her bedroom, opening the door for him then allowing him to close it behind them as he too entered, while she sat on the bed. She could tell that he was nervous and if she had to guess she would have hazarded that he wanted to talk about last night at the club. But what she couldn’t tell was whether he was going to get mad or admit that he was curious. Right when he’d been about to answer her offer to suck her pussy soaked strapless strap-on, all of their friends had arrived. Sure, they’d rode home with her in his lap and his cock in her hole, but he hadn’t mentioned it since. After a night to sleep on it, perhaps he’d realised she’d been way out of line to even suggest such a thing.

“We’re friends with benefits, right?” Gavin prefaced, walking back and forth in front of the bedroom door as if ready to make a quick escape. “So, we aren’t exclusive?”

“No, you’re free to see other people,” Chloe agreed, leaning forward, her eyes lighting up. “Is that what this is about? Have you met someone?”

“No! Well, no one new, and it isn’t serious, but, I mean…I can have sex with other girls, right?” Gavin continued clarifying. “I’m allowed more than one friend with benefits, I mean?”

Chloe shrugged, leaning back again to rest on her hands. “I guess so. I didn’t make up the rules, but the point of this was for us to take things slow and breezy until we figured out what and who we wanted. I don’t see why that would preclude similar arrangements with other people. So long as you’re up front with everyone involved, like it seems you are doing.”

“Ok,” Gavin took a breath. “So, last night, I caught Ashley masturbating on the sofa…”

Holding up a hand, Chloe cut him off and said, “I don’t really need to know the details.”

“Yeah, um, you kinda do,” Gavin replied, biting his lip. “She caught me watching and since we were both horny, we decided to masturbate in front of each other like we’d done a couple nights ago. But this time it got out of hand and we ended up in a 69 on the floor.”

“Still waiting on the part that I need to hear,” Chloe interjected irritably.

“Right, so, she was trying to get me to cum, and I guess she was stroking my balls or something, but her hand slipped and rubbed against my asshole. It must have been obvious that I like it because she kept going.” Gavin stared at the ground, unable to look Chloe in the eye. “One finger…then two…at which point…I came.”

Chloe sat up straighter, thinking that she was beginning to understand why Gavin was telling her these things, but, rather than presume, she asked, “Why are you saying this to me?”

“Because while her fingers were inside me, all I could think of was your fake cock, Chloe,” Gavin muttered, his face red. “And your offer.”

“Gavin, I only suggested you lick it,” Chloe reassured him. “I wasn’t trying to trick you into getting fucked…but are you saying that’s what you want?”

“I know that these things never just stop where we want them to. Look at me an Ash. It was only meant to be us getting off by ourselves, together, and we end up wrapped up in a 69. I knew that if I agreed to lick it that I’d have to be prepared for more to happen,” Gavin explained, finally looking back up at Chloe. “But I can’t deny that no matter awkward I feel about it, my body clearly responds to the sensation.”

“So, what?” Chloe argued, grimacing. “Our bodies react all the time in ways we don’t want to. The bravest soldier can find his legs failing him in the face of the horrors of war. Just because something feels good doesn’t mean you have to indulge it if it feels wrong on a deeper level. Look, I’m all for saying to hell with labels and doing what we want so long as its moral and consensual, but the key part there is what we want. If you don’t want it, you shouldn’t do it, no matter how good it feels.”

“Right,” Gavin agreed, swallowing. “But I think I do want it.”

The breath caught in Chloe’s throat as she heard the words come from his lips. Without a word, she rose from the bed and carefully stepped over to her suitcase, almost tiptoeing, as if walking normally would rouse Gavin’s sleeping senses. She bent over, allowing her ass to stick out, allowing Gavin to see it, and appreciate it as she rummaged through her clothes. A few minutes later she straightened up, and turned to face her friend, the strapless strap-on in her hand.

“Gavin, I want to be absolutely clear about this,” she said, nervous herself now. “Are you asking me to fuck you?”

“Yes, Chloe,” Gavin nodded, barely able to believe the words about to come off his tongue. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Mmm, it’s so hot to hear you say that,” Chloe sighed happily as her hands went down to the elastic of her pyjama bottoms. “First of all, these need to come off.”

“I can help with that,” Gavin said, apprehension still in his voice as he stepped forward and replaced her hands with his, his thumbs hooking around her bottoms and pushing them down.

Chloe’s hands left, rising up and resting on his shoulders, steading herself as the bottoms were pushed down, past her thighs, where gravity took them to the floor in a silent heap. His hands moved up again, this time to her panties, lacy and powder blue, his fingertips trailing her skin until he came into contact with the thin, flimsy material. His fingers took hold of those too, and pulled them down, this time all the way down, allowing Chloe to lift one leg, then the other as he slipped the clothes off the end of her feet. He looked up at her as he threw the panties aside and made to rise again but found Chloe’s hands heavy upon his body.

“If you wanna help, how about helping me put this in?” She suggested, waving the fake cock in front of her face.”

“Oh, okay, sure. Do I need to get you wet fir-” He asked while bringing two fingers to her lowers lips, feeling it already moist and sticky, her body immediately quivering at the slightest touch. “Oh, wow, Chloe, you’re already really wet. Is the idea of fucking me turning you on that much?”

“As much as the idea of being fucked turns you on probably,” Chloe teased, biting her nail, as she widened her stance a little further, indicating to Gavin to put the cock inside her.

He blushed at her comment, and looked down at her pussy, gaping slightly and wanting to be filled. Taking the cock from her hands, wrapping his fingers around the shaft and feeling it warm where she had held it, he rubbed the thick bulb back and forth of her pussy lips heightening her arousal and listening to her soft moans as he rolled it around her entrance. He could see her getting wetting, her pussy beginning to drool thick lubricant onto the floor between her legs. He moved the cock, allowing her to drip all over the shaft and rubbing it over the length with his hand, using her pussy to lubricate the cock, knowing he’d need all the help he could get if he were to take this thick cock in his ass.

“Gah-Gavin, come on,” she pleaded mid-moan. “P-put it in already.”

Smiling, Gavin obliged, gripping her around her hips as he slid the bulb of the fake cock back until it was at her hole and then gently pushed. The fat round shape of the bulb met some resistance, despite her wetness because her pussy was still young and tight and the bulb was exceptionally thick in order to stay inside. But, with some tender ****, and Chloe consciously relaxing her body, they both felt it push inside, her lips wrapping around the underside of the bulb, completely enveloping it. Gavin released it slowly, almost expecting it to drop out, but, when it didn’t, he sat back on his knees and admired the sight of the buxom, curvy redhead with the thick, long cock stretching out from between her legs.

She finished the picture by pulling her top up over her head, leaving herself completely naked with the fake cock inside her pussy, pointed directly at Gavin’s face. He looked up at her, his beautiful best friend towering over him with a cock, a sight he never in all his life expected to see. And that twinkle in her eye. He’d never seen her look so hot, so in control, so confident.

“Go ahead,” she urged him with a small thrust of her hips. “Take a lick.”

It was a very strange position, to be on his knees in front of a girl, a plastic cock in his face, sticking out his tongue. It was something he’s imagined girl’s doing in front of him, not something he ever thought of himself doing. Hell, after the game of ‘Never Have I Ever’ there had been three girls kneeling before his cock, licking his cock, in his very position. It seemed like an out of body experience that he should be there in Chloe’s room on his knees about to lick her dick. Not bad, just weird, as if he’d woke up this morning and someone had slightly tweaked the axis of the Earth.

He felt his warm, wet tongue meet the plastic. It didn’t taste as bad as he expected, since he’d imagined it to be like licking a rubber baton. But the silicone was surprisingly soft and yet hard underneath, resisting his tongue slightly. He licked the head first of all, just a little, until he got the hang of the sensation. Having licked it once, it was easier to lick it again, this time going lower and running his tongue from the base, where the fake balls were, back up to the tip. It was slightly warm, though not searing hot, like how his penis felt in his hand, but the taste was quite pleasant.

“Can you taste me?” Chloe asked, almost panting herself. “I didn’t wash it last night. I was too tired after you fucked me in the car. Good thing. Now you can lick it clean it like I asked last night.”

“Mm-hmm,” Gavin agreed, eagerly wrapping his lips around her head of the cock when he heard that she hadn’t washed it. His nostrils flared, thinking of the cock inside Chloe yesterday, marinating in her juices all night, being made delicious and left for him to clean off. His blood pumped rapidly, and his bulge tightened in his trousers as he swirled his tongue around the fake glans. Gently he bobbed his head as he sucked her flavour from the plastic, tasting her sweetness still clinging to the cock.

Chloe moaned, watching Gavin’s lips on her strapless strap on, sinking his mouth further down the cock, taking it deeper and deeper with each movement. Each dip of his head had the added effect of tugging on her cock. She dropped her hands, wrapping one on each side around the base, holding it in place, though she was sure the thick bulb would do its job. That same bulb was rubbing against her insides, Gavin’s actions on her cock feeding directly into her pussy. He sank down on her cock again, this time until he felt it hit the back of his throat, then pulled back, gasping as the whole half-length slipped from his mouth, trails of saliva still hanging from his lips and the shaft.

Moving one hand up, she grasped the shaft and slowly stroked, spreading Gavin’s slobber all over the length while he caught his breath. He looked up at her, his eyes catching her again, and she smiled.

“Wanna taste it some more?” Chloe asked, licking her lips. “Or are you ready to fuck?”