Make it up to Dominique

Phoenix unlocked his phone. Dom deserved better than to be stood up, even on accident, and he knew the longer he put it off the worse it would get.

Hey, sorry. Slept in. Super tired. I'll make it up to you tonight, you in?

While he waited for the reply he shot a quick email to Dr. Nguyen.

Sorry, can't make tonight. Next week it is. Don't worry I'll make sure to keep up as best as I can on my own.

Phoenix picked his phone back up. He could see those three accursed dots still blinking at him as Dominique typed to him. What would her reply be? Damnation? Hellfire?

You fucking better. I'm off work at 9. Come over at 10, k?
BRING FOOD.

Crisis averted. He'd be bringing her two of her favorite things. Ramen from their favorite little ramen shop, and his dick. Phoenix laughed to himself in the empty apartment.

After showering and getting a late lunch Phoenix spent an agonizing four hours working on his thesis. Finally, when he was ready to go he locked up and headed to her place.

Dom lived alone...mostly. She rented a really nice three bedroom house fairly cheap. Phoenix would probably have moved in with her some time ago but her house was way too far from the university so instead he saved time by renting a shitty studio apartment close to campus. Normally he'd spend weekends at Dom's but lately with all the added work that comes with getting your master's he was pretty isolated. Plus there was Dom's sister to consider.

Clara was 20-years-old and a couple years out of high school. She spent a good amount of time dicking around in junior college, got three semesters under her belt and then...just stopped going. Instead she spent her time working and partying in the city, making her older sister's place perfect for crashing a few nights a week. Dominique didn't mind but Phoenix noticed Dom was always a little more **** to fool around when her sister was staying over which made Phoenix's relationship with her a little contentious.

He showed up just after 10, the sun already having set on the beautiful urban skyline off in the distance. Letting himself in with his key, Phoenix walked in to see the lights were off. Dom's car was in the driveway though, so he knew she was home. He made his way through the house to her bedroom where he found her passed out, the TV still on. She laid on her side, one arm outstretched beneath the pillow, the other resting on her tight stomach, pulling up her plain cotton tank top just beneath her impressive DDD's. As shallow as it made him appear, Phoenix loved the way people reacted when he introduced her to them. No one could help but show a mixture of jealousy, contempt, and admiration on their faces as they saw that glorious rack. She knew it too. It was one of the hallmarks of their relationship.

Phoenix watched the light from the TV flicker on her smooth, pale skin. Her shoulder length, wavy dark brown hair was up in a messy bun. Her round hips and long legs stretched over the sheets, her shapely ass covered only by some low rise thong panties. He sidled up to her in bed, putting the food on her nightstand. His hand reached silently towards her panties and pulled the crotch aside. His other hand moved up to his mouth where he rolled them around on his tongue for a second, getting them nice and slippery.

He reached down and pressed his wet fingers against her beautifully trimmed pussy. With just a playful landing strip, the rest of her mound was smooth, making it easy for him to glide his fingers up and down her slit. He made several passes with his own lubrication before he could feel her body respond as well. Dom moaned in her sleep and shifted but still appeared asleep.

Phoenix decided to up the ante. Holding her stomach he pressed two fingers against her newly moistened pussy. Her warm flesh gave way gently as Phoenix's digits popped inside her, feeling her wet walls cling to him. He pressed in further, slowly, until both fingers pressed deeply inside her. Phoenix could feel her cervix, and playfully circled around it while his other hand gently moved down her toned belly and through her short landing strip.

Soon his hand arrived at its intended target, her juicy clit, and he tenderly rubbed circles around it. All this attention was finally starting to wake Dominique who yawned and moaned with delight, instantly aware of Phoenix's hands.

"Oooooh, hey baby, I love it when you wake me up like this," she said in a soft moan. "Fuck, I'm already so wet."

"You know I can't keep my hands off this pussy, babe."

Dominique laughed and wriggled her hips to feel his fingers even deeper. Phoenix continued to move them in and out, in circles, at the same steady rhythm he circled her clit. Phoenix grinned as he felt her body start to convulse from time to time, the little shocks of pleasure from his hands jolting her closer to orgasm.

"Oh fuck baby, pleeeeease don't stop..." Dom whined, as her orgasm approached. "Make me cum..."

Phoenix wasn't one to tease (too much) so he increased the pressure. He began to stimulate her clit directly, and the added stimulation made her cry out in earnest. His fingers both inside and outside her pussy moved faster, steadily, until he could feel her on the verge. Her breath was coming quicker and her stomach was tensing up. Finally, she gasped before cumming all over his fingers, the thick burst of her cum squirting out onto the sheets. She rode out her orgasm, panting and writing against his hands until her breathing finally evened out.

"Oh shit baby that wa-"

Now it was Phoenix's turn. He rolled Dom onto her stomach and pulled her hips up. He fumbled briefly with his zipper, pulling out his 9-inch rod, already rock hard. Without a word he pushed it into her, feeling her soaking wet hole suck him in instinctively. Dom began to moan again, louder this time as he thrust into her.

His hips carried him deep inside her where her tender hold massaged his length with each thrust. Phoenix grunted in a primal trance as he gave her every inch of his throbbing member. Dom could feel it start to twitch inside her and she knew he was getting closer to orgasm himself.

With each thrust even mightier than the last he felt himself reaching the point of no return. He grabbed her hair out of her bun, pulling her face up off the bed as her moans became shouts. With one last thrust he buried himself deep inside her and felt himself explode inside her. His dick throbbed against her tight walls as each twitch let out a rocket of hot sticky cum deep in her pussy.

Phoenix stayed that way until his balls were empty, both of them breathing hard. Phoenix leaned forward and turned her head, kissing her. Finally he collapsed beside her and she rolled onto her back next to him. She removed her now soiled panties, the unfortunate casualty of their tryst.

"I have decided to forgive you," Dom said.

"Oh?"

"Oh shit, well wait. Did you bring food?" Phoenix pointed to the take out still in bags, illuminated faintly by the flickering light coming off the TV. "Then yes, you are officially forgiven."

The two laughed, cleaned up, ate, and talked for some time before Phoenix got up to go get something to drink. As he walked into the kitchen he noticed a light was on. Standing in front of the fridge was Clara. She had obviously come back from dancing as she was in a ridiculously small mini skirt, crop top, a ton of eye shadow and looked a little sweaty to boot.

Clara was very similar to her sister in many ways, aside from having a slightly smaller chest. If anything else though, her legs were even longer than Dominique's, and her high heeled shoes weren't helping. She grabbed a beer from the fridge with each hand and closed the fridge, turning towards him. She tossed one of the beers to him.

"When did you get in?"

"Oh, just in time to hear you two fucking like horny teenagers. You know you're still the only guy that makes her yell like that?" Clara chided him. Her sly smile hid a hint of disgust.

"Does Dom know you're staying over tonight?"

"Probably not, since I wasn't planning on it. Relax stallion, I won't get in the way of round two." The sarcasm in her voice was like a viper bite.

"Have fun with that hangover tomorrow, drop out."

"Fuck you, nerd."

And with that Phoenix headed straight back to the bedroom.

"Clara's here."

"Oh? She didn't tell me she was dropping by. That reminds me though. Did she tell you?"

Phoenix couldn't possibly imagine Clara having anything actually newsworthy. He nodded no.

"She enrolled at your university. She starting some minimester classes in a couple weeks to finish up her basics. I figured with you almost done with your masters you could move in here and she could take over your lease?"

Dominique batted her eyelashes at him. She knew how to work Phoenix. He knew better than to answer right away. He didn't want to give in too quickly, it gave him the illusion he still had some control.

"Yeah sure."

Dom just smiled and kissed him. "Don't worry, with her gone it'll be way more us time soon," she said in a sultry voice. "She wants to drop by tomorrow and see the place. Is that ok?"

Just his luck. Phoenix had carved out a little time to himself tomorrow to play Sphere of Spacecrafts, this sci-fi themed MMO game he played with a bunch of friends every week. Phoenix could accommodate his girlfriend's bratty sister and curry some favor, or he could get some solid game time in before having to work.