Ollie's bright idea

“What if…” Oliver began, his eyes alighting on a smallish buttplug with a charger cord extending to the wall, “what if while you rode me, I sampled one of your collection over there?” A very naughty smile on her face, Kiera swung from Oliver’s frame and grabbed the dark blue plug and a bottle of gel. Standing above him, Kiera waited for Oliver to lift his legs, pushing his ass out. “Oliver you are truly full of surprises” Kiera said softly, covering the toy in a film of lube and pressing it to Oliver’s entrance. A nod from Oliver and she carefully inserted the plug, its cool girth stretching him and causing his cock to pulse with excitement. Finishing the insertion, Kiera clicked the button on the base, a mechanical whir of buzzing sending shivers up Oliver’s spine. “oh fuck Kiera, that feels so intense” Oliver moaned, unused to the pleasurable sensations within him.

Kiera applied a generous coat of the gel to Oliver’s cock, and hopping onto the bed she crouched down to kiss him as Oliver lined his shaft up into her eager ass. Sinking down Oliver’s length with a contented sigh, Kiera paused to savor the feeling of her new lover inside her. They locked eyes as Kiera began to shift her weight back and forth, throwing her head back in a flurry of hair. Oliver grabbed Kiera’s ass with both hands and pulled, the strength of his arms amplifying the impact of Kiera’s hips into his own. A sharp breath escaped his lips, Oliver bucked his hips up moved his arms and forth in time with Kiera riding him. Kiera’s pale face flushed as she braced herself on Oliver’s shoulders, using them as handholds to add even more **** to the thrusts. Her flexible passage gliding up and down Oliver’s cock, her own shaft leaking pre onto his stomach, Oliver pounded into the Kiera. The only sounds the slap of flesh meeting flesh, their mutual moans of pleasure increased in pitch. Oliver panted out “gonna- gonna cum Kiera-ahhh” simultaneously shoving his hips up while pulling Kiera down as deep as she could go, his twitching cock shuddered its release, the toy still buzzing inside him.

Kiera, flushed and panting, remained atop Oliver as she felt his cock start to wither inside her. Looking down at Kiera’s throbbing cock, Oliver realized she hadn’t cum yet. Carefully pulling her off his length, Oliver easily lifted Kiera forward until her the end of her dick rested on his lips. Sitting up a bit to more easily accommodate her little prick, Oliver took her into his mouth, bobbing back and forth on her shaft. Kiera tried to pump her hips in time with Oliver’s sucking, failing to keep a consistent pace. Oliver grabbed her ass with one hand, lifting her slightly to begin fingering her cum drenched hole.

Kiera moaned, welcoming Oliver’s probing digits eagerly. She didn’t last long before jerking back, accidentally withdrawing from Oliver’s blowjob to shoot her load all over his face. Oliver closed his eyes, feeling the cum dripping down his cheeks. Extending his tongue, Oliver diligently cleaned the last dangling string of cum from Kiera, reaching down the finally click off the overwhelming stimulus of the vibrating plug.

Glowing from their orgasms, Kiera led Oliver to the shower where they rinsed themselves of their commingled cum. Too spent for another round, they shared a cup of coffee in Kiera’s kitchen chatting amiably. Eventually though, Kiera regretfully informed Oliver she needed to get dressed and head to the bookstore.

Adding her number to his phone, Kiera gave Oliver a passionate kiss. Growing serious, Kiera looked at her feet for a moment before looking back up at Oliver “You’ve been so wonderful Oliver, and I really want to see you again” Oliver laughed, insisting that he had no intention of ghosting someone as wonderful as her, proposing they meet for dinner in two days when he didn’t need to work.

Kiera gave him a wry smile “No Oliver, I don’t doubt you want to keep seeing me, but I have to tell you something… I accepted a fellowship at Trinity college in Dublin for their literature program and it starts in two weeks.” Oliver’s eyebrows shot up.

Kiera continued “You seem so nice, and I really hope you want to keep spending time with me before I go, but I can’t ask you to follow me, and I can’t stay here. I’d understand if you just wanted to be done with me” She looked at Oliver sadly, a single tear at the corner of her eye. “Wow, I was so bad in bed you’re fleeing the country? That’s a new low for me” Oliver’s quip brought back Kiera’s musical laugh. Kiera bit her lip and chewed on another thought “But that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun before I go, you could join me on a camshow if you like, and I couldn’t possibly ask you not to see other people…just some food for thought Oliver.” Oliver reached for her, but she giggled and warned that if they got started again, she’d never make it to the bookstore.

Promising her they’d make the most of their limited time, Oliver kissed her goodbye and made his way back home to his own bedroom, both sad at the prospect of losing this woman so fast and aroused at her suggestion.