Sushi (gxg)

Chapter 48

"Kit! Fuck, yes! Oh god! More!" I cried out.

"Oh, God, Nat! I'm there! Oh damn!" Kit moaned back to me.

Yes, the strap on was a huge hit. It being so new, and fun, we'd both had our first orgasms within minutes of trying, and then a second shortly after. Right now, we were rapidly racing towards yet another, and I couldn't wait to hit it. I was wrong about Kit. She wasn't a minnow or a shark, she was like one of those dolphins you see in the shows that get up in the air and pump their tails to stay up. Well right now, she was pumping her cute little tail as fast as she could, and we were both lost in the mutual pleasurable sensations. Her face was red with exertion, but she was doing an amazing job of keeping up the thrusting. Part of me wondered if I should take over and get on top so she could rest a little, but I was terrified of hurting her with my weight.

"Kit! Don't stop!" I begged as she pounded the toy deep into me. My guts were unravelling as the curved tip of the toy kept rubbing along my G spot and driving me crazy. "Fuck! Fuck!"

"That's it, Nat! Me too!" Kit was moaning nonstop now, far louder than her normal quieter sounds. With a shudder and a gasp, Kit's eyes rolled back, and she collapsed atop me, driving the silicone shaft deep within me and tipping me into another climax. I could hear her moaning atop me, and my own body was still craving more, like there was a giant flood building, and all of these climaxes were the beginning of something monumental. I rolled my hip up into the motionless Kit, and she gave out a tired moan.

"Are you okay, Kit?" I asked gently. It didn't matter that my body was craving more, I was worried that she might have overdone it.

"No!" she whined. "I want more, but I'm too tired!" I could feel her trying to move her hips more, but her energy was gone. I couldn't blame her, she'd been putting in all the effort, and she wasn't used to that.

"Want me to take over, Sushi? Give you what we both want?" I asked her tenderly and yet praying she said yes.

"God, yes! Finish me off, please Nat! I need more!" she groaned. I reached down, gripping her ass in one hand and the harness in the other and started to roll my hips while moving her entire body up and down. It wasn't perfect, but it was certainly working except for the giggles that it got from Kit. "I'm a giant sex doll! Yes!"

Of course, that made me laugh too, and I knew that even if it felt good, it wasn't going to work. It was just too silly. "Kit, can I try riding you, and you tell me if I squish you?"

"Hell yes! Saddle me up, baby!"

I squeezed my arms and legs tight around my little dolphin, and then rolled over, pinning her to the bed as I started to rock my hips back and forth on her silicone cock. "How is that, Kit?"

Her moan answered me perfectly. "Oh, God, Nat! Oh, this is even better!" She was looking up at me, her eyes on my boobs, and I pulled her up so she could reach them.

"There's my good girl, suck my nipple, baby." I murmured, picking up speed with my hips as Kit latched onto my right nipple with a satisfied hum. Fuck, this was so much better! The shaft was still filling me right, and with me on top I was directing the movement right where I needed it. Kit was moaning around my breast, so I knew she was feeling good as well. I was going to have to remember this position, because Kit was holding up well, despite my weight.

In fact, her hands were on my ass, pulling me down onto the shaft that was attached to her hips in wanton need. I couldn't complain about that! Exhaustion or not, there was a wonderful feeling suffusing my body now. It wasn't gentle at all, but a rapidly building reservoir of pressure that was waiting to be unleashed when the dam burst.

Kit, with her mouth eagerly attacking my breasts, and her hands on my ass guiding me up and down the dildo, was chipping away at the damn, and it wasn't long before I could feel the flood flowing from me as my entire body started to spasm atop Kit.

"Kit, oh God! I'm there, baby! Cum with me!"

"Mhmmm, mmmmph!" I had no idea what she said, but I could tell by the flush on her chest and the way she was gripping my ass, that she was there with me, and our juices flowed together, coating the toy in a well deserved release.

I let go of Kit, letting her lay back on the bed, completely spent. I rolled to the right, letting the toy finally slip from me, then gently pulled the other end from Kit. She gave a low whimper, but just rolled a little to let me have easy access to the straps as I unhooked it from her body, tossing it down to the foot of the bed. We could get cleaned up later, right now we needed rest.

"That was amazing," Kit whispered as she pressed her sweaty body against mine. "I have to work on my endurance! If I had a real dick, I'd be pathetic!"

"If you had a real one, you'd be just as magnificent as you already are, Kit. Trust me, I have little doubt you'd use it well." Truly, if either of us had a real one, the other would already be pregnant!

"I could fall asleep right now." I could tell she was exhausted, but I wanted to get a shower too. We were both slicked in sweat, and the sheets would have to be changed yet again.

"How about I start a shower, then I can wash you up and then tuck you into clean sheets?"

"Mmmm," she hummed happily. "Yes please. And maybe some Advil, I know we're both going to be sore after that! But it was so worth it."

I gave her a peck on the forehead and got up, walking gingerly to the bathroom to start some nice hot water. Kit was right I was already a little sore, but fuck had it felt good! I took the pain meds, and then brought a couple of the pills back to Kit so she could have them. She was already barely awake, but she swallowed them before I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the waiting shower.

The next morning, we were still sore, but it wasn't too bad. We had plans to watch the soccer final, and then a dinner date on a river cruise, which was the most romantic thing we'd done so far. Neither of us were dressed for a fancy Parisian dinner, and that would necessitate a shopping trip, as there was a dress code that needed to be maintained on the dinner cruises. The gold medals may open doors, but for us to stay we had to be presentable!

With several hours before the match, we decided to take the time to do our shopping. There were a ton of shops not too far away on the Avenue des Champs-Élysées, one of the most famous shopping areas on the planet, and that was where we were headed. Did we drop the Olympic athlete card to get some extra help? Perhaps a little, but it was worth it. Both of our favorite colors were blue, and while it took a little time to find something that fit my frame, we both ended up with some lovely outfits. There was no way I was getting a dress without extensive tailoring for my body, but I was able to get a very cool cobalt blue suit with a pink dress shirt, while Kit ended up with a sky blue knee length dress that showed off her lovely figure as well.

I couldn't take my eyes off her.

We had to get some shoes after that, but that turned out to be easier, since they thankfully had some larger sized men's dress shoes for me to wear, and Kit got some low heels that helped show off her athletic legs.

With the shopping done, we headed back to the room to hang everything up for that night. We didn't have much longer here in Paris, so we were trying to squeeze in as much as we could before we left. It was the day before the closing ceremony, and we were flying out right after that for the trip home. It would be a bittersweet trip, but we'd be following my mom's flights too.

She had already texted me overnight to say she had landed in New York. She still had to fly back to Tacoma after that, but at least she was almost home. I was happy we'd see her soon, and Kit would be able to finally see if she'd freak out when she saw my mom put on and take off her skin.

The gold medal soccer game was awesome. We knew Carina and Val were somewhere in the stands, but they had come separately, and we never saw them. But we cheered our loudest, and of course Kit was her normal good luck charm, and our friends got a gold medal. It was pretty perfect. Our schedule meant that we had to miss the medal ceremony though, otherwise we'd miss our dinner reservation. They can't exactly pull a boat over if you miss it, right? So, we had to hurry and get dressed.

And then everything changed.