Chapter Five
Her touch was gentle, but her tone was commanding. Morgan slid into a dominant role and I discovered I was a happy submissive. Her insults rolled off her lips like melted butter.
“Kiss that cock, slut,” she whispered as I pressed my lips against her tip again, parting them slightly, slipping my tongue against her.
“Mmmmm,” I purred, pressing my tongue against her slit, letting the subtly salty taste of her precum smear across my taste buds.
However, I didn’t suck on her properly just yet. I kept my tits wrapped around her cock and glanced up at her, feeling submissive, yes, but also oddly in control.
“You like your little slut, don’t you?” I whispered.
Morgan gripped my shoulder with her right hand, fingertips pressing firmly into my flesh. Holding me tight, she began thrusting anew.
Her cock slid back and forth between my tits. The blood vessels were fully dilated. Her thick, plump veins made each movement ripple between my breasts.
The precum streamed down from her tip. It wet my chest. Tiny droplets spilled down the sides of my tits.
Morgan groaned and thrust harder, her hips moving as she fucked the canyon between my breasts. She grew some more, her girth widening, slightly spreading my breasts apart, her thrusts becoming more eager.
“Suck it, slut,” she panted.
I caught her tip between my lips. I tightened them around her tip, my lips slipping over her ridge.
With her right hand clamped on my shoulder, she slid her left hand through my hair, tightening it in her fist.
Morgan moaned and her cock tensed in my mouth. I felt another rush and I took full control.
I slid my tongue down her shaft and smirked when she shuddered, hardly able to contain her pleasure.
I stroked her wet shaft, leaving my fingers slick with precum and spit, and felt a rapid pitter-patter in my chest, my heart racing as Morgan reacted to my lips, to my tongue, to my fingers dripping with her salty discharge.
“So dirty,” she whispered. “Kay, who would have known that you were such a dirty little thing?”
I’d never been into dom-sub play before. Shit, if you would have asked me if Morgan had been into such things, I’d have laughed. She just didn’t seem the type. I certainly never considered myself the type to enjoy that kind of play.
Yet her insults made my pussy tingle. Her commanding tone made my nerve endings sing. I knew Morgan cared about me, and that somehow made her insults more delicious. It made me more eager to please her.
“Let’s see how wet you’re getting with my cock in your mouth,” she commented, then slid her hand deeper between my thighs.
My moans vibrated against her cock, causing her to grow another inch.
She slid three fingers into me, teasing my clit with her thumb as she did.
Morgan even plucked her forefinger from my slit then slid it deeper, around the slick curves of my sex, venturing between my ass cheeks, toward my asshole.
She pressed her tip against it, not fully pushing inside of me, but almost. The pressure against my tender hole made my legs tremble, made my toes curl, and I released Morgan’s cock from my tits, deciding instead to draw her into my mouth as deeply as I could.
The playful artifice of her dominance faded, if only for a moment.
“Kay, shit,” she warned. “I’m about to fucking cum.”
I shifted my eyes to hers. Without a word, I consented to her cumming in my throat, signaling my intent by sucking her more desperately. Her precum dripped from my lips. The mess of my hair tumbled into my eyes. I purred against her girth and slid my lips down toward her root.
She was close, so painfully close. “You…you want my cum in your throat, you dirty little thing?” she asked.
“Mmmmhmmmm,” I purred, wrapping my lips air-tight around her shaft.
Morgan wrapped her arms around my head, practically cradling me, and pulled me down on her shaft.
I took her into my throat, my pussy tingling as I felt her cock tensing, as I felt it pulsing, ready to rupture.
“Shit, Kay, shit!”
“Mmmmmm,” I whispered.
When she came, I almost choked on her seed.
Her white hot cum painted the back of my throat. It filled my mouth, bathed my tongue, and escaped through my lips.
I took it happily, I took it submissively. I let my best friend empty her seed into my belly and never broke eye contact, staring into Morgan’s soul as she wrung her cock into my throat until she was empty.
“Oh Christ,” she panted, laughing. “Kay, holy fucking shit…”
Only now, catching my reflection in the rearview mirror, did I realize just how much cum had leaked onto me.
Morgan did, too. She giggled and flicked on the dome light, licking her lips as she gazed at the pearly mess running down my chest.