A Generator In Dispatch

3.5 - Playing Catch Up 🍋

Courtney: Don't think this means you're off the hook. I still have plans for you.

Your hands go down to your pants as get them off quickly.

Y/N: As long as one of those plans are you riding me, I'm okay with it. 

You  let the toilet seat down as you watch her undress. She wants your cock badly.

Her breath hitches, her usual sass momentarily gone as she looks at you—nude, vulnerable, offering yourself up like that. For a heartbeat, she just stares, her fingers hovering over her own clothes, unsure if she should move or run. Then, with a slow, deliberate smirk, she drops her jeans and panties in one fluid motion, stepping out of them with a lazy grace that's anything but innocent.

Courtney: You really shouldn't have made a girl a promise you couldn't keep. 

Courtney steps closer, her eyes locked on your cock, her tongue peeking out to wet her lips. 

Courtney: But... 

She kneels in front of you, her hands finding their way to your thighs, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. 

Courtney: I can forgive you for coming back all the same.

She traces the tip of your shaft with her thumb, her grin widening as you shiver. Your cock soon slides into her mouth as you groan, seeing it get worked with suction.

Her fingers dig into her own pussy, slick with anticipation, as she continues to work you over, her movements hungry, desperate. Her eyes stay locked on your eyes, wild with something between lust and challenge.

Courtney: You like that? 

Courtney purrs, her voice thick with arousal as she strokes herself, her other hand working you faster. You moan, leaning your head back hearing her gag and sputter on your length. Courtney doesn't stop sucking until she pulls back. Her free hand grips your thigh, holding you steady as she rides you, her body trembling with the effort of keeping control—but not for long.

You see your cock slide into Courtney's wet cunt. You groan with her, quickly thrusting back into her with force.

She gasps, arching into you as he fills her, her nails digging into your shoulders as she tries to keep from losing control completely. Courtney's breath comes fast, shallow, her body reacting before her mind can catch up.

Courtney: Fucking hell, dude... 

Courtney bites her lip, eyes fluttering shut for a second before snapping open, burning with something fierce. She laughs, low and raw, grinding down onto you with purpose.

Courtney starts moving, slow at first, then faster, her hips rocking in rhythm with your thrusts, her body begging for more. Courtney lets out a strangled whimper, her body shuddering as you slam into her, each thrust driving the air from her lungs. Courtney's fingers dig into your back, leaving faint red marks, her tips pressing down on your skin as she tries to hold on.

Courtney manages to choke out strangled moans, her voice hoarse, a mix of pain and pleasure as she wraps her legs around your waist, helping you go deeper. But then she stops resisting, her body melting into you, her hips meeting your brutal thrusts with equal intensity.

You slow down just to caress the side of her face and kiss her.

Y/N: I missed you.

Courtney kisses you back with a moan, but the moan picks up in a high pitch, her legs shaking.

Courtney: I'm cumming... I'm fucking cumming!

You don't stop, hammering her pussy until you end up cumming in her womb. Courtney moans out loud as you fill her up while you groan roughly. Courtney slumps against you, panting with a sweat.

Courtney: Holy shit... I gotta fuck you more.

Y/N: Likewise.

The two of you soon leave the café after dressing back up, hopping back on the Speed Bike towards the Hollywood sign. But you change things up, swapping to the Boogie Pack, carrying Courtney through the air. She spreads her arms and closes her eyes.

Courtney soon finds herself sitting on the sign next to you, your legs hanging off. Next thing you know her head is laying on your shoulder, and her hand in yours.

Courtney: Hey. I can't say it enough. I'm glad you're not a dead man.

Y/N: I fought to survive. It's all we can do, Court.

Courtney: Can't exactly argue with you there.

Courtney gently turns your head to face her. She kisses you with love. You're returning the kiss as you hold her. The kiss breaks apart with her resting her forehead against yours.

Courtney: It wasn't a long night, but I had fun regardless. See ya.

Courtney goes invisible. Leaving you.

Y/N: Sleep well.

You fall off the sign only to fly back home.