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Chapter 8 by PageCraft PageCraft

To the bedroom

Exploring the new dynamic

Rex tossed Laura down on the bed. She threw off her dress as he took off his clothes. She grabbed at him and made it clear she wanted him to lay down. When he did, she mounted him and rode enthusiastically. She put her together hands on his chest, her arms pushing her beautiful tits together as she gyrated her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit into him. He could feel her getting even more soaked as she did this. Then she folded forward. Her tits pushed against his chest, he could feel their warmth and smoothness. Then she bounced her ass up and down. Her pussy lips sliding up and down his cock as she slammed into him again and again, the vibrations driving her crazy.

She alternated between these two. Rex found the latter particularly well suited to continue his dirty talk. Her head was near his, so he could growl into her ear all the things he was going to do and she was going to watch. He decided maybe this was a good way to test out some of the nuances of what this new arrangement would involve. He hoped nothing he posited would turn her off, but he felt confident he could get her back by pivoting to a scenario she definitely liked and that it was better to find out now than in the future.

She rode him up and down at a steady pace. He grabbed her ass and thrust up into her deep and fast. “You want to watch me fuck them like this don’t you?” She moaned her affirmation loudly. “You want to watch them ride me? Watch the pleasure on their faces as they ride into an orgasm?” She moaned again and smiled.

She looked into his eyes. In that look she told him she knew what he was doing and she liked it. “Yes. Yes, I want to see them ride you. I want to watch them enjoy this cock like I’m enjoying it right now.”

“You want to watch me make love to them sensually, or fuck them rough?” He asked as he pumped in and out of her.

“Both,” she moaned. “And everything in between.”

“And what type of girls? Blondes?” He pumped up into her and she moaned as he pumped down. “Brunettes?” Another thrust up, another moan down. “Redheads?” The pattern continued. “Sporty? Nerdy? Sophisticated? Slutty? Quiet? Airheads? Brats? Submissives? ” Rex just kept throwing them out there to see if there was any drop in her response. Nope. She seemed intrigued at the prospect of watching him sleep with all of them.

“What about role playing?” He asked.

She transitioned to sitting up so she could grind on him and feel his chest with her hands. “Oooh, like what?”

“Well all the cliches of course,” Rex answered. “They could be a student looking to improve their grade from their professor.” She continued to grind on him and moaned in agreement, so he continued racking his brain for more scenarios. “Maybe she’s a sexy cop trying to arrest me and I flip the tables on her, cuffs and all.” More grinding and moaning. “Or she could be a sexy nurse trying to take care of me and she can’t help but give me extra special treatments.”

Laura was clearly loving this. She decided to take over the narration and share where her dirty mind was roaming. She started, “Or she could be a foreign exchange student living with us and the sexual tension between you two becomes unbearable and you both give in to it. Or the college aged babysitter, and despite your best efforts the lust overcomes her and she pounces on you. Or you could be cleaning the pool of a lonely housewife whose husband ignores her, and you can’t help but bring excitement back into her sex life.” With that she shook as another orgasm overwhelmed her.

Rex wrapped his arms around her and spun, putting her underneath him but somehow never coming out of her.

“Will we always have sex right after?” He asked, their faces inches from each other as he now controlled the tempo and depth.

“Probably not. I mean you’ve got great stamina, I’ve seen that. But I’m hoping at least some of these girls will be able to match you and you’ll be tapped out at the end.” Laura giggled a bit at the prospect.

“Really? That’s an interesting hope.” He paused for a moment to think about if he wanted to press the envelope a bit. He decided it was worth it. “So, are all of these girls strangers or are they any women in your life that you fantasize about watching me fuck?”

Despite having orgasmed less than a minute ago, Laura was overtaken with pleasure again. Rex loved the way she shook as it washed over her, and how her pussy contracted around his cock. It took everything he had not to bust right then and there. If he hadn’t cum earlier that morning in Quinn’s beautiful mouth he probably wouldn’t have been able to hold back right now.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” Rex teased.

“Fuck yes. Holy shit you have no idea. This is my deepest darkest fantasy.” She kissed him hungrily in between sentences. “I have so many dirty, nasty thoughts about my friends.” I feel so ashamed that I imagine them in such sexual endeavors. Even the ones who I’ve already seen have sex. But it gets me off like nothing else. Please, please, please. But we have to make it happen naturally. It can’t be ****. I don’t want to lose anyone or make things awkward. I just want to watch the people I love experience that deep pleasure.

He got up to get her on all fours, but she surprised him by telling him to lay down. She bent her head to his cock, her ass sticking up for his viewing pleasure. She devoured his cock, enjoying every part of it in full ecstasy.

She came up off his cock just long enough to say “you know the only thing hotter than tasting my pussy juices on your cock?” She gobbled him down again as he tried to use whatever brainpower he could miraculously muster to answer “no.”

“Tasting another woman’s pussy juices on it,” she said with a wink. That was it. He lost it. He erupted. As if she knew that might happen, she was ready and immediately took him into her mouth and sucked his cum, and his soul, out of his body. The elation was unlike anything he’s ever experienced before. She spent a long time cleaning his cock with her tongue. She was obsessed with it. When she finally finished she gathered what little strength she had left to lay down on his chest. They both drifted into the most peaceful nap, knowing that no dream could outdo what they had just felt together.

After the nap

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