It's not cheating if she only licks.

'It isn't cheating,' He thought, switching positions with her on the couch as he lay back entirely on the couch, his fully erect cock throbbing as it lay up against his stomach, begging for attention. 'It isn't cheating if she only licks.'

He took his shirt, jacket, and pants now fully off, getting entirely nude. She followed suit and took her sweatshirt off, and then proceeded to toss her pants and torn panties into a random corner of the room.

Looking at her nude, Tyler let out an 'Mhm' noise.

She smiled. "Like what you see?"

"I...erm, yeah." He said, his eyes doing what he wanted to so dearly -- explore every single corner and crevasse of her body.

"So do I." She bit her lip as she sat on his crotch area, her pussy dangerously close to his member -- so close he could feel the heat coming off of her. Leaning into him, she pushed her tongue into his mouth.

Their tongues met and she pushed herself onto his body, her breasts pushing onto him. She reached one of her hands back to grip his cock. She pressed it up against herself.

"Zoe...we can't."

She put a finger up to his lips. "We won't. But as long as nothing goes into anything else..."

She lifted her body up and let his erect cock flop onto his stomach. She then leaned back and rested her pussy lips against it.

"It isn't cheating, right?" Without an answer, she ground herself against him, up and down his shaft, stopping ever so often to press down hard on his tip, teasing both of them with what they both knew would cross the final line.

Tyler knew this was most likely not okay, but was afraid to answer himself truthfully. He loved Kaitlyn, he really did. But he'd be fucked if he was going to stop himself now. He grabbed her hips and let her continue to grind, gliding a hand back to get a full squeeze of her ass.

"Definitely a big fan." He said with a wink.

She giggled, leaning in to kiss him, which he accepted without hesitation.

"So next time, no more kissing. It's only because we messed up this time that we can still do it." He said, breaking it.

She smiled triumphantly. "So there is a next time?"

"With a tight ass like that, you fucking know there better be a next time."

"I like you all turned on like this."

"Not as dorky?"

"You're cute when you're dorky. You're adorable when you kiss me... but when you grab my ass like that, you're downright irresistible."

"I don't just wanna grab it."

"Slow down there, tiger." She kissed him again and then worked her way to his ear. "No cheating."

"Right. So we've agreed. Kissing only for tonight, since it already happened."

"I'm pretty sure it's like... 12 AM already."

"So kissing for today and tomorrow, nothing more. Are we good?"

"Oh, absolutely." She paused for a moment, still grinding on him. "We're talking about banning just kissing with tongue, right?"

He smiled. "Of course."

"Phew."

"I like your girl cum, by the way." He noted. He gave her butt another reassuring squeeze. "Not sure if I would like a full squirt, but I like the little dribble. It's cute."

"You're so weird. That came out of nowhere." She laughed a little.

"Just saying I appreciate it." He said, spanking her playfully.

"I like how vocal you are when I get you off. All of the tiny little grunts and moans...I appreciate a man who gives good reception."

"You taste good."

"Thanks. I eat a lot of fruit."

"I can tell."

"You taste good, too. Salty and like most cum, but...I like yours. A lot."

"Then how about we stop grinding and we give you a second helping?"

"Please."

She kissed his tip, the precum from his cock smearing her lips as she did. She let out a little laugh. "Excited, were we?"

"Excuse me for almost cumming when a pretty girl grinds on me with her pussy."

She nearly wrapped her lips around his head, but quickly stopped herself.

'We can't cheat.' She thought, firmly. 'I love Tom.'

She made sure to pay extra close attention to him. Her tongue licked and flicked its way from his balls all the way to his shaft. She kissed and fondled. She appreciated him. Perhaps -- in some such way, they too, were making love. Making love in their own twisted way, but making love whilst fucking.

But they weren't cheating.

She stopped at his base, looking up at him, smiling. He looked down, his cheeks flustered, his breathing ragged.

"Um... yes?"

She giggled. "Nothing." She then licked from his base to the tip, a strand of precum following the tip of her tongue as she licked him like a lollipop. She then wrapped one hand around the base and began to jerk him off, using her tongue to wipe his tip clean every time anything leaked out.

Frustration on both sides began to lament. Both wanted the same thing, but neither could have it.

"I want to fuck you so bad." Tyler admitted in a state of lust. His cock throbbed as he finally stated how he felt.

"I want you inside of me. I wanna feel this thing throb inside of me so badly. I want you. I want nothing more than to make you cum a million times tonight inside of me." She lost control of herself for a moment, kissing and licking him sporadically, no rhyme or rhythm to anything as she jerked him off simultaneously.

"I wish Kaitlyn had your sex drive."

"I wish Tom had yours."

"I..." He had to control himself.

She continued to jerk him off. He felt himself close.

"Sorry I'm such a little slut," She apologized. "I promise I'm not always like this. But for you, right now? I'm anything."

"Anything?"

"Yes, sir."

"I want you to be a good co-worker and take my load properly." He gritted his teeth as he felt his lust begin to take over.

"Where do you want your co-worker to take your load, sir?"

"I want to fucking paint you as white as the snow outside is tonight, and wear it like a proud badge for the remainder of the night."

"Oh please, sir. Make me yours...claim your territory."

He felt himself get pushed over an edge. He got up at lightning fast speed, pushing her over onto her back and began to rub his cock against her pussy in a very not-so-safe manner, getting dangerously close to entering her with each stroke at lightning fast pace against her. She moaned. He moaned.

He came.

He came a lot. With his final stroke against her, he unloaded what he would have believed to be his thickest load. In comparison to the last time he came, this one was a magnitude above. He came more than he thought he could. He came harder than he ever had with Kaitlyn. Spurt after spurt of his cum flowed out of him, his first two shots reaching her breasts, with the remainder firing in a straight line over her tummy, flowing into her belly button. He moved himself to be right over her, jerking himself off onto her breasts, his cum flowing down her body.

"FUCK!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, his teeth gritted together as he continued to jerk himself onto her. With his final spurts, he looked at his masterpiece as he breathed hard and rough.

Zoey's stomach was basically whited out, with a nice little pool of his spunk on her midriff. His first two spurts were all over her breasts, and his finishing little splotches on her neck. He finally also noted Zoey, her tongue all over his cock as she deftly cleaned him, without even having to ask.

He petted her head. "Good girl."

As she finished, she then began to rub his cum onto her skin, trying to even it all out. "I want to wear you proudly, like a badge." She said. "Because my sir asked me to."

He picked her chin up with his thumb and index finger. "We have to do something about this, sometime, too," He said, referencing her face. "I think my cum would look nice here."

"I want it there too, sir."

The dopamine in his brain began to fade. His cock began to go limp, finally. He tried to slow his heart down.