Proving he’s better

Vi stretches her arms above her head, looking up from her laptop that balances on her thighs, she looks across at Erik, sitting on the floor, blanket around his shoulders, he’s got the posture of a shrimp as he types away on his laptop, catching up on the studying and assignments that he has once again neglected to keep on top of.

“Which photo was your favourite?” Vi asks, lowering the lid of her laptop as she peers at her boyfriend.

“All of them.” Erik replies without missing a beat.

“Come ooooonnnn.” She whines, grinning.

“The last one. The close-up, in front of the car.” Erik grins at his laptop screen, not looking over as he tries to stay locked in.

“Good boy.” She laughs, throwing her head back and sinking into the couch, crossing her legs at the ankle as she lies parallel with the couch, her head on the armrest.

“I’m so bored.” She says after a moment. “I want to go to a rave again.”

Erik laughs. “I can tell, babe.” He does finally look across at her though. “Oh yeah. How was that? Apart from what happened after, you didn’t tell me about the rave itself.”

“Oh yeah! It’s so fun! I really think you should give it a go!” She says giddily, her feet kicking as she closes her laptop, sitting up she crosses her legs and stares down at Erik, who chuckles.

“You do sell it well.” He says, considering it. “It’s just the music is not my style.”

“And.” She says, leaning forward, her eyes fluttering, “I get sooooooo horny.”

“So I’ve heard.” Erik grins, shifting and biting his bottom lip, closing his laptop.

Vi slowly opens her track pants-covered legs. “Even thinking about it gets me horny.” She purrs. “I think you need to come check if I’m lying.”

Erik shrugs off the blanket and moves over between her legs, grabbing at her pants he slowly tugs them down. “Dirty girl.” Erik grins.

He gets Vi’s pants off, kissing along her thigh as she giggles and moans, the sensation of tickling and arousal mixing, somewhat confusingly.

Vi moans softly when Erik stops his teasing, his tongue moving up her slick pussy, the tip of his tongue flicking at her swollen clit, her hips gyrate into him, desperate for his attention.

“Fuck… I love your tongue.” Vi moans, reaching down with one hand to run through his hair.

Erik moans between her legs, kneeling on the ground, taking a look up at Vi, causing her to get a fresh wave of pleasure as they make eye contact.

“Oh, babe…” She moans. “I hope you come to a rave one day. I dress so slutty for them. And Sai loved it so much.” She groans.

Erik groans into her, the vibration further stimulating her.

“When we were dancing. Fuck. He was so hard. I thought his muscles were hard. Fuck. His cock was harder. I could’ve fucked him right there in that warehouse.” She purrs, relishing the way Erik shivers below her.

Without a response from Erik, whose tongue is busy worshipping her pussy, she continues to tease. “Babe you have no idea how hot it was when he spun me around, I couldn’t resist, you forgive me right? I had to feel it, I had to hold him.”

Erik groans below her, his tongue moving desperately, his fingers sinking into her thighs, pulling her close, pushing his face in.

Vi hesitates, and decides not to mention the near-miss kiss, it’s not like she wants to actually kiss him, she tells herself. That it was just in the heat of the moment, she doesn’t want to do it right now, while talking about it, and she doesn’t even want to do it any other time. It just so happened to be Sai in that moment.

She moans instead, grabbing Erik’s hair, pulling hard, pulling his nose into her crotch, her wetness spreading across his face and chin. “That’s it, babe. Such a good boy for me. He ate me out pretty good. And his cock… In my throat. Fuck. He’s huge. Maybe even bigger than you when he gets going.”

Vi moans, squaling as Erik fires up, reaching between her legs he curls two fingers into her.

“He’s so dominant babe. I fucking love it. You’re good, but the way he just threw me around in that huge car of his. Fuck. I was so fucking wet for him that night babe.”

She purrs, her hips really moving now, her hair grabbing his hair hard. “I nearly squirted babe, he was so fucking good with his tongue - Fuck - So - Oh fu - FUCKKKK!” Vi moans, not able to keep up the act anymore, her back arching as she pushes her pussy into Erik’s face, squirting hard from his targeted and relentless assault.

Erik stands, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Not as good as me.” He grins, unzipping his pants.

Vi grins and leans back on the couch, licking her lips. “Come to me my good boy.”