Third hole's the charm

Edward—

After that, our night together was a blur. Both of us were exhausted after a day full of excitement and... physically strenuous activities. I cuddled Monica into sleep and braced myself for what morning would bring us.

As it turns out, an equally exhausting day, but a lot less fun. We spent most of the morning, after sleeping in, packing the stuff in her apartment and loading it into my car. Then, after a very eventful lunch (read, very sexy indeed) we used the afternoon to unload all the boxes in my own apartment.

For starters, it was bigger than Monica’s. It hadn’t been an easy find, built in the 1990s, this was an old apartment before I ever put my hands on it. But it was spacious, and cheaper than average because no one wanted to live in an old, unkempt place. So, all I had to do was roll up my sleeves and refurbish this whole thing, from the painting on the walls and tiles on the floor, to some of the wiring and the water heating system, it had been a bitch to work on, but after a couple of months, closer to a year, this beauty was good as new. In the end, it was bigger than the average loft, and had been way cheaper overall in the process.

So, what does the space actually look like? Similarly to Monica, I also had a lot of books in my place, but mine were all organized neatly in countless bookshelves that spanned from floor to ceiling on as many walls as I could fit them. Topics on them varied from scientific and theoretical, to fantastical and whimsical works of fiction. On the odd spaces on the walls that managed to go free from the shelf expansion, I liked to hang some beautiful paintings of nature and animals. Amidst the books and the paintings I also included many portraits of family and friends, folks who may or may not even live in the same city as me, but that shaped my life in some way.

And it was in the middle of this whirlwind of pages, images, and photos, that we found ourselves, bringing in a cacophony of boxes to cover the floor. As the sun set, with the orange light bathing my cozy apartment, I sat on the couch, spent, tired and a bit sweaty after all the effort. I turned to Monica and said:

"So, about that blowjob you never gave me..."

She perked up despite the exhaustion of the day. “Yes, Master?”

“I've used your ass, your pussy, and your tits as much as I could” She gasped and clenched her thighs together. I felt a smirk growing on my face as her eyes lit up in recognition and her exhausted body found the energy to stand at full attention. Instead of speaking, my toy just gave an expectant look as she bounced on her heels. The smirk became a smile and I waved a hand towards my crotch.

"Get to it! I want to see what you can do!”

Monica—

Ed leaned back and patted his thigh expectantly, his eyes roving over my form and lingering on my lips as I grinned.

"Thought you'd never ask!"

I was on my knees and nestled between his legs in seconds, expertly freeing his shaft from his pants until it rose before me. It was beautiful, smooth and thick and warm in my hands as I stroked it to full hardness. Occasionally twitching as my breaths brushed over it.

I kissed the side of his cockhead lovingly, flicking my tongue out to taste the faint traces of sweat. The air I breathed was full of him. A clean musk that made my mouth water and heat build in my tummy.

My lips welcomed the head of his cock into my mouth, my tongue swirling in gentle circles, making sure to get everything. His hands were in my hair, not pushing or pulling, just holding there, feeling me as I worked.

I sucked a deep breath through my nose, and exhaled slowly as I descended. Ed grunted and sighed, relaxing into the couch and facing the ceiling.

When my lips hit the base of his cock and my nose was pressed to his stomach, I hummed around the cock in my throat.

"Good girl..." He petted my head, stroking my hair.

I just stayed like that for a long minute. Not breathing. Just existing.

Focused on the cock in my throat.

This cock owned me. I was a set of holes for it to rest in, let out alllll its cum into~

Once I couldn't last any longer, I rose back up and off, sucking air in through my nose while I nuzzled his slick shaft.

"Holy shit..." Ed murmured in awe. I felt a burst of pride bloom in my chest, but I didn't stop to preen or ask for more praise than that.

My job wasn't done yet!

I slid down quicker this time, the thick shaft almost gliding into my gullet as I swallowed it, angling my head so I could drag my tongue along the side. I stopped for a moment at the base once again, straining a little to lap at his testicles, grinning at the way he jumped in surprise.

Then I was going back up. Beneath my hands, Master's thighs clenched and flexed as I hollowed my cheeks to suck and flick the very tip of my tongue against his slit. I was rewarded with a drawn-out groan and a trickle of salty-sweet precum.

I didn't let myself fall into a steady rhythm. I tried something new with every stroke, licking and kissing and sucking and some very gentle biting at his most sensitive places. Each and every shocked noise of pleasure from my Owner felt like they were being engraved next to my happiest memories in my soul.

My hands weren't idle either. They massaged his thighs and the part of his toned butt I could reach. I lightly scratched at his belly and held his scrotum. Stroked and caressed the slick shaft when my mouth was focused at the tip. I even attempted to get my tits involved, but I wasn't busty enough to really do that.

Yet.

I tried everything I knew or read about or could imagine in the moment, staring at Ed’s face and feeling the way his grip on my head tightened to guide my next move.

"Fuck! You're sucking my soul out through my dick!" He groaned after almost twenty glorious minutes.

I giggled the best I could with his shaft buried in my esophagus, sending the most smug look I possibly could with my eyes as he hissed through his teeth and started fucking my face properly.

He was rough, pulling a little too hard on my hair at first and smashing my nose into his pubic bone until my eyes watered. I felt only glee that I was good enough to make him lose control. Truly treat my body like the object it was. Uncaring or unaware of any discomfort a human would have felt. I'd driven away all his inhibitions and restraint until all that mattered to him was cumming directly into my stomach. Filling my last hole with his seed to mark me as his~

The best toys are the ones you lose yourself while playing with. And I swore to be the best toy Ed could have.

With a ragged gasp, my owner finally let go. His cock jerked and pulsed in my mouth. I could feel his cum shooting up and through the shaft to spill into me, a warmth in my chest that slowly sank into my belly.

After several spurts, his hands loosened their grip and he fell back into the couch, breathing like he'd run a marathon. I pulled myself up just in time to collect the last few drops of my prize with my tongue. I licked and sucked the remainder until his red cockhead was shiny and clean. With a final fond kiss to the tip, the dick in my hand softened completely. Totally spent for now.

Thanks to me! Hehehe~!

I nuzzled my face into my Master's thigh, catching my breath and giggling. My eyes grew heavy as I wiped away the mess my face had become, and the sound of Ed breathing slowly lulled me to sleep…

Edward—

I ruffled my fingers through Monica's hair. She had taken me out! My legs were so wobbly I was certain I wouldn't be able to stand, and my dick felt so drained it actually hurt a little, after the fact.

I looked at her face, nuzzling onto my leg, cheeks covered in cum stains, she still seemed eager to serve. And she absolutely deserved a reward after such a stellar service, I just wouldn't be able to deliver it to her. So I would do the next best thing.

After enough time had passed that I was confident I would be able to stand and walk mostly with little issues, I put my pants back on and walked towards my front door.

"What are you doing, owner?" Monica asked, eager to follow me into whatever plot I had concocted.

"Well, you did such a good job as my toy that I wanted to reward you. But you drained all I had to give, so what I'm gonna do is..." I opened my door, crossed the hall, and knocked on the door to the other side, "...the next best thing.”