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Games* (Swazz)

"I'm not doing the dishes," I tell Swazz as he places his plate into the sink.

"But it's your turn tonight," he retorts as he turns to face me.

"No, no, no. It isn't. The last time we ate in, I did the dishes. It's your turn."

"Okay, no I clearly remember it was yours."

I rolled my eyes and took this opportunity as an advantage to get what I want.

"Okay," I stood. "How about we play a game."

John looks at me intrigued, straightening his back and raising an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"The rules are simple, we masturbate in front of each other – stroking, rubbing, fingering, dirty talk, all of that – but the catch is, the first person who caves in and touches the other loses and has to do the dishes for the rest of the month. How's that sound?" I smirked, biting down on my bottom lip.

He contemplates for a minute. "What if we both cum and no one touched each other yet?"

"Then you better call your boys up and tell them you're not going to hang with them because we're going to go at it until one of us caves in. Even if it takes all night long." I warn, licking my lips, knowing how turned on he was by the thought of the game I presented to him.

"Okay, but no using toys. No vibrators, dildos, nothing like that," he tells me.

I agree and waited for his final answer. Convinced, he nods his head and I lead him into the bedroom.

"Make sure you wear gloves when you do the dishes, babe." He says in a cocky demeanor as he strips himself from his shirt.

"Keep in mind that girls can have multiple orgasms and I remember how much you love the sounds of my moans," I teased. "You're going to lose, Swift. I promise."

"Yeah we'll see about that."

We were finally butt naked. I got the bed and Swazz sat on a chair, across of me.

Spreading my legs open for him to see, I spit in my hand, and rubbed circles on my clit as I watched Swazz watch me. He licks his fingers and slowly began rubbing the tip of his cock, not taking his eyes off what I was doing.

John lets out a moan and throws his head back as he gripped his dick and stroked it up and down. "What's wrong baby?" I asked innocently. "Wishing your cock was in me right now?" I teased, slipping a finger inside of me and letting out a moan.

He looks at me and shakes his head, but doesn't say a word.

Turned on by his competiveness, I stick another finger inside of me, trying my best to pleasure myself and allowing my head to fall back as I squeezed my breasts for more stimulation.

"Fuck," Swazz mumbles under his breath. He pumps his shaft harder and faster, clearly imagining himself fucking my brains out. His breathing shallows and his hand tightens around his cock. "I want to fuck you so bad, Y/N. I want to see you ride this dick." He lets out along with a groan.

"You want me to, baby? I can make that happen, if you just come here and touch me." I smirked, feeling up my breasts even more.

He lets out a distressed groan. "Fuck it, it's only dishes." He says before lunging himself onto the bed and on top of me.

Roughly kissing me, I could feel the desperation in every movement of his. From his tongue that massaged mine, then moved down to my neck to his hand pulling my body closer to his. Grinding my hips, I feel his shaft rubbing against my core. "Do it," I breathed heavily.

Already knowing what I meant, Swazz slowly inserts his dick inside of me, taking in the pleasure of my walls tightening around it. "Fuck." He strings out the word and started thrusting his hips back and forth.

"Harder Swazz, fuck me harder!" I moaned as I gripped his hips tight and guided him in and out of me.

He gladly obeys and I could feel my body tense up. "You like that, baby?" His voice deep and raspy. "Cum for me. Cum all over this dick." He demands, thrusting deep inside of me. I reach my climax and he pins my arms down as I ride it out.

As I was coming down from my climax, in one swift move, I'm on top of him and he thrusts his hips up, causing me to squeal from pleasure and surprise. He lets out a chuckle and allows me to ride him like he wanted me to. Bouncing up and down, Swazz throws his head back and moans profanities loud enough so that the neighbors know what we were doing tonight. With his neck exposed, I took my opportunity to leave bite marks that would show everyone we had a night to remember.

"Just like that, Y/N. Oh my god, yeah just like that." His hands on my thighs as I grinded on him. Pleased with his reaction, I grinded harder and faster making sure the both of us were receiving the pleasure of a lifetime.

"D-don't s-stop," he stutters, his hands now gripping the bed sheet underneath him.

I do as he says, not stopping until both of us reached ecstasy.

Swazz's mouth fell open, but no words came out. He kept his eyes shut and I knew he was ready to explode. I picked up the pace and allowed him to release inside of me, filling me up with every single drop that came out.

I collapse on top of him and he strokes my naked back. "Dishes for a month is definitely worth it, holy fuck." He chuckles, but still trying to catch his breath.

I simply nod my head and positioned myself so I was on his side. "You were right," I tell him, gently stroking his dark hair.

"Right about what?" He asked, amused.

"It was my turn to do the dishes," I admit with a smirk plastered across my face.

His mouth drops open and he shakes his head in disbelief. "Wow," he laughs.

I shrugged in victory. "I told you, you were going to lose." I smirked.

Still shaking his head in disbelief. "I want a rematch!" He protests, hovering over me in bed.

Scrunching my nose, I shook my head. "Don't forget to wear gloves," I mocked, then winked.

He got up and threw on his boxers. "You know, you had an advantage." He says, sitting at the foot of the bed with his back facing me as he hid his face in his hands, slightly frustrated with my game.

"Really? And what was the advantage?" I asked intrigued.

"Your pussy. That shit does things to a guy. It can make a guy do anything for you." He admits, turning to face me and see my reaction. I feel myself getting hot and vaguely embarrassed. "It's fucking great and I'm glad it's mine," he winks before standing up and heading to the bedroom door. "But this isn't over. I'm getting you back for this," he smirks then makes his way to the kitchen. I hear the water turn on and the sound of porcelain plates gently hitting each other.

I laid back in bed, the blanket covering my body. I couldn't stop smiling, not because I just had sex, but because I knew this wasn't going to be the last time we play this game.