Author's Note---->>>There are more sex scenes in this chapter. If you are not comfortable with that you can skip this chapter and it won't impact the story.
Even the way she slid the condom onto his rock hard member was amazing. She broke the wrapper with her teeth and placed the condom into her mouth.
With her mouth, she leaned down and took him into her. Down her throat, she consumed him deep inside as she slid the condom on. I had never seen anything quite like it and apparently neither had he. He let out a groan that rivaled anything he had done up to that point.
"Yes," his throaty voice filled the space.
She lifted herself off of him with pride in her eyes and turned her face to look at me.
"What did you think?" she asked me.
I told her the truth. "That was amazing. I've never seen anything like that before in my entire life."
Her smile lit up the room. "There's a trick to it," she said. "You hold it in your mouth as though you are holding a bottle using your cheeks to keep it in place."
She continued to explain the mechanics but I knew I could never do what she just did. I just listened to her and smiled as my mind drifted to thoughts of her amazing pierced nipples. I wondered if the piercings made them more sensitive.
It was as though she could hear my thoughts.
"You have no idea, Cathy. Nipple piercings are the best. If you ever decide you want some I'll take you."
I beamed at her kindness. No, I wouldn't be getting nipple piercings but I loved that she would be willing to take me. The guy was holding her waist but remained silent. Smart man.
He knew that what he was getting was a gift and he was smart enough to not challenge it. She looked at him and lifted his hands from her waist to her breasts.
"Here, hold my tits instead while I talk to my girl"
He obeyed eagerly and began to fondle of her breasts while she shifted her attention to me.
"Do you know what I am going to teach you today?" she asked me.
"I have a general idea. You are going to ride him, I know." I told her with confidence in my voice.
"Yes, that's right. I'm going to show you how to ride a dick. Not everyone can ride a dick but when you are good at it, there is nothing better in the world." she said.
"Why is that?" I asked, honestly curious.
"Because you are in control of your own pleasure. You use his dick to make yourself feel good. It is like masturbating but with a real live cock. Imagine for a moment, he is just laying there letting you move your body how you want to move it to give you the pleasure you want to receive."
I heard her words and my thoughts began to race with the possibilities.
"So you are saying..." I trailed off and she continued my sentence.
"That riding is like masturbation only with a real dick in your pussy. You can make it feel as good as you want. You can rub your click against his body or you can use your fingers. You can grind him in a way that makes you feel good. It's a win-win because he gets his dick wet and you cum as many times as you want. Girl, watch me and you will see, riding cock is the only way to get the best of both worlds. Ride him hard and fast or slow and steady, whatever rocks your boat." with that last word she slid herself onto his shaft and sat still for a moment.
His hands stood placed on her breasts as he massages them.
"Pull the ring" she said.
I didn't know who she was talking to until she turned to look at him.
"Pull the fucking ring!" he pulled both nipple rings at the same time.
"Yes!" she screamed and started to move on his cock.
"Pull harder!" he pulled harder and she arched her back.
"Cathy, watch the way my hips move on his cock. Watch how I am rubbing my clit piercing against his pubic bone. Do you see that?" she said through moans.
"Yes," I said in a husky voice. My body was on fire and my pussy juices were flowing. This was so hot I thought I was going to cum just from watching.
"Bite my nipple" she commanded and he lifted his top torso up using his arms as leverage and bit her nipple.
"Now suck it to make it better." She said while panting as he started sucking more hungrily.
"Yes!" she moaned. "Just like that...keep going." Her hips thrust faster, moving both up and down and side to side at the same time.
My head swam with a desire to jump up there and kiss those lips of hers but I wanted to watch. I wanted to see what she was going to do next.
He was sucking her breasts and at this moment, he was the happiest person alive. The look of content satisfaction laced with wanton desire was palpable.
"Cathy" she called me to and broke me from the trance I had fallen under.
"You see what I am doing here, right?" she asked.
"Yes," I said. She smiled at me.
"Watch how I am going to slow this down, watch the way my pussy owns this dick. He thinks he owns my pussy because he is entering me but he is mistaken. I own it because when it is inside of me it belongs to me. I control whether or not he gets his release and how powerfully he feels it. See how I've slowed down and now he is groaning on my tits?"
I look at him and noticed that he was in fact groaning and his eyes were twitching.
"He wants to cum, I haven't allowed that yet." She said.
"You want to cum?" she asked him.
He released her nipple from his mouth. "Yes".
"Yes, what?" she asked.
"Yes, please" he begged.
"Good boy" she smiled and with a few forceful thrusts of her hips, he was writhing beneath her.
"Wow...that's very good. I can still feel you twitching." I was in awe.
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Keggels" she laughed.
"I don't?" I started to say but she cut me off.
"Trade secret. I'll teach you I promise." I nodded my head in understanding.
"That was?" the guy started to say.
"You want to go again?" she asked.
"Yes, please," he said with an eagerness in his voice.
"Cathy, sweety, could you pass me that roll of condoms in my purse." I looked inside her purse which wasn't too far from where I was sitting and she wasn't kidding, she had an entire roll of condoms in there. "
"How many do you need," I asked her prepared to pull off a few.
"All of them," she said with a mischievous smile. "We have a long night ahead of us."
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this scene. Thank you for reading.
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