Behind Closed doors

Chapter 10

Lauren's eyes snapped open, and she took a deep, shuddering breath. "Oh, it's not over yet," she said, her voice filled with a hint of mischief. Before Kamala could respond, she slid out from under her, her legs wobbly but her determination clear.

"Stay right here," Lauren ordered, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She disappeared into the bathroom, leaving a trail of anticipation.

When she returned, she had a new accessory: a black, sleek strap-on with a glistening eight-inch dildo attached, wrapped around her waist. She strutted back into the bedroom, hips swaying, a look of pure dominance in her eyes. "It's my turn to play," she announced, her voice low and seductive.

Kamala's eyes widened as she took in the sight of the strap-on, her heart racing. "That's... big," she breathed out, unable to tear her gaze away.

"Yeah, it is," Lauren said, a smug grin curling her lips. She approached the bed, her movements deliberate and predatory. "But I'm going to fuck you with it until you can't take it anymore, until you can't walk tomorrow."

Kamala's eyes widened even further, and she bit her lip, her body responding to the challenge. The idea of being filled by something so large was both terrifying and exhilarating. "I don't think it'll fit," she whispered, her voice a mix of doubt and anticipation.

Lauren leaned over her, her breath hot on her skin. "Don't worry, baby. We'll go slow. But once you're used to it, I'm going to make sure you feel every inch of me inside you." She reached down and began to stroke the dildo, watching the way the sight of it made Kamala's pupils dilate.

Kamala nodded, her breath shallow. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second, her body begging for Lauren's touch. She had never been more ready for anything in her life.

As Lauren approached the bed, she saw the trust in Kamala's eyes. It was intoxicating, empowering. She knew she could give her a night she'd never forget. "Up," she said.

Kamala stood up as Lauren unbuttoned her white shirt, leaving the pearls on and kissing her way down to her breasts.

Kamala let out a moan when Lauren slid her hand inside her slacks, feeling her soaking panties and rubbing them. She bit Kamala's ear and whispered, "You're so wet, baby, and I haven't even started yet."

Lauren got on her knees, removing Kamala's pants and underwear. She lifted one of Kamala's thighs onto her shoulder to get easy access to her center. "I've got your back, but I want to taste you first."

Kamala moaned loudly, grabbing Lauren's head for support as Lauren entered her with both her tongue and fingers.

Kamala felt her knees giving out as Lauren quickened the pace. Lauren murmured against her folds, "I'm going to stretch you so bad."

"Anything you want, but don't stop," Kamala replied, feeling close to heaven. Lauren applied more pressure on her clit, making Kamala's breath accelerate as she was driven to the edge, exploding inside Lauren's mouth. Her knees gave out, but Lauren quickly guided her onto the bed.

Lauren placed herself between Kamala's legs, letting her catch her breath while cleaning her thighs with her tongue.

Joking, Lauren said, "You actually taste like coconut." Kamala was too busy catching her breath to respond.