Tighter (18+)

Offering

"Yv...!" Dennis grunted.

Yvonne's face slowly got buried in his bush.

"I'm coming...!" Dennis grunted his final warning.

Yvonne stayed put.

On the tip of his aching tongue, Dennis felt the pulsating pressure of the back of her mouth, warm and tight. Inviting. He held her head with his hands, intending to pull her away, but instinct took over. Instead of pulling, he pushed her head toward him.

Then, grunting, he shot.

Yvonne coughed as she felt salvo after salvo get shot straight to her throat. She directed most of them toward her esophagus, but a drop or two managed to go to her airway.

Hearing her cough, Dennis frantically tried to set her free. Yet, looking up at him, Yvonne grabbed the back of his thighs and pushed her head to her crotch, counteracting his pull.

Dennis succumbed to the temptation. With a frustrated groan, he released all his drops. "Sorry ...!" he grunted with a clenched jaw. "Sorry...!"

Yvonne nodded slightly and tried to smile. Still coughing, but swallowed most of his essence.

Dennis breathed heavily, watching her, letting her take control as he finished his job. He finished shooting, but Yvonne kept him well planted, so, gently caressing her hair, he let her decide when to let him go.

Then, finally, unable to breathe, Yvonne slowly pulled him out.

Dennis pulled her up and hugged her. "Sorry...!" He repeated his apology.

"No need!" Yvonne shook her head, giggling awkwardly. "I liked it!"

Dennis kissed her, and their tongues wrestled.

Then he remembered what he wanted to ask. "How did you do that?" He asked. "Swallowing me whole!"

Yvonne chuckled. "Helen taught me earlier today!" She replied, "At the office!"

"She taught you to swallow me whole?" Dennis asked.

Her smile faded. "No! To swallow Erick!" she replied weakly. "Sorry...!"

"Sorry?" Dennis asked back. "Why? I liked the way you did that!" Then he kissed her again. "But you made me come! Too early!" He protested with a concerned look.

Yvonne giggled. "They said the first load is useless anyway!" She said. Then her head went between their bellies to reach for his prized baton, and she wiggled it coyly. "Besides...," she continued, "your body is still ready!"

"Oh ...!" Dennis exclaimed and smiled shyly.

Suddenly, Yvonne sighed and bit her lip. Her smile disappeared. "They start again...!" She whispered.

"Let's go to bed, then!" He said, turning off the shower and leading his longtime crush out of the shower.

Yvonne followed his lead, walking carefully. Sighing now and then as the toy wriggles and vibrates softly inside her. "We haven't dried up yet!" Suddenly she mumbled.

"No need!" Dennis said, looking at her droplet-ridden body up and down. "You're sexy this way!"

Yvonne giggled awkwardly. Holding Dennis's hand as he led her to the bed.

"I, uh," Yvonne stuttered as they stood next to the mattress, "what do you want me to do?"

"Lie on your belly, please!" Dennis asked. "I'll help you move the toy!"

Yvonne felt her face get hot. Reluctantly, she lay as instructed, turning her face to the side, facing the mirror of his wardrobe. Through the reflection, she saw him scouring her tote bag and taking a bottle out. She blushes again as she sees him smirking at her as he walks toward the bed. The toy is still humming softly inside her.