Preath Oneshots

Rings Part 2

""The next thing I knew my shorts were on the floor and her hands were up my shirt again. "Seeing as you didn't bring home dessert, I figured that I would have you," she whispered, siding one hand under the waist band of my underwear.

I could feel myself tensing as a single finger slid inside me, I lurched forward at the feeling and let out a small whine. She grinned while sliding in a second finger but quickly removed them both. I sighed uncomfortably and began to open my mouth in protest but before I could, she slid her fingers into my mouth, mouthing the words "clean up". ""

Part 2

"Jesus, what got into you?" I managed to breathe out as slid her fingers out of my mouth, I was salivating almost uncomfortably as she moved herself back a little.

"Is it...too much?" she asked, sitting on my lap and wrapping her arms around me. I noted the fact she was fully dressed and made a mental note to change that, soon.

"If anything, it's not enough," I admitted coyly.

"Wait here, Love," she responded, leaving the room in a hurry. She returned quickly, stuffing something behind the couch before I could see it. "Don't move, you've got to lose some more clothes first," she added, walking up and settling in front of me. "Take off your bra," she demanded, she was towering over me, I was sitting all the way into the corner of the lounge while she stood and watched. 

Nevertheless, I obliged to her demand, flicking the unnecessary garment onto the coffee table. Her eyes scanned my body for a few seconds before she settled down on top of my lap. She brought her mouth down to my collarbone and began to kiss it gently, sucking lightly and creating a small hickey. Her lips travelled up my neck to just under my ear, she bit down softly on my skin as she continued the gentle tirade of kisses.

Her hands were placed firmly on either side of my ribs, gripping my skin with a gentle intensity I can only describe as pleasure. I couldn't ignore the feeling of her fingernails digging into my skin as she gripped tighter, god it felt good, she felt good. I raised my hand up to grab her jaw and lead her up to my lips, she took the hint and kissed me deeply. Her bottom lip slid in between mine as I gripped onto it with my teeth, I could feel her grinning at the motion. 

"Remember who's in control here," she reminded me in a whisper, her lips brushing against mine as she spoke. Her eyes locked onto mine, I could see her pupil dilate in size as she looked, seemingly deeper into my eyes. Her hands moved to my hips as she dragged me to sit upright, before suddenly flipping me over so I was positioned on my hands and knees on the edge of the couch. "Don't move an inch," she added to the gesture, her voice was stern and unwavering, I could feel myself getting wet against my panties again, her fucking voice was all it took. 

I heard her rustling behind the couch, there was a plastic bag sound, some Velcro snapping apart, the zipper of her jeans and the sound of the garment falling to the floor in a soft thud. A smaller object fell to the floor, the Velcro began to crackle again, and the silence. "Don't look back, don't move, unless you want me to stop," she demanded into the quiet. I gulped audibly, semi excited but very nervous, what did she have? 

I heard her walk closer, her thighs brushed against what little of my skin remained covered, she placed a hand on the back of my head and pushed my head into the couch, not enough to choke me, but enough to be comfortable. Her fingers hooked into my panties as she dragged them slowly down my legs, slipping one side off at a time. I heard her spit, then momentary silence. "Are you ready?" She asked, "You can stop me whenever you feel like it okay," she added quickly.

"I'm ready," I answered, although I'm not entirely sure what it was that I'm ready for. Before I could think too much into it I felt something slide through my folds, it wasn't Christen. I knew instantly what she had and my knees almost buckled at the thought. "Is it...big?" I asked timidly.

"Not really babe, do you want me to stop?" She asked, pausing her movements.

"Oh god no, just...go slow," I returned, settling into my place more comfortably. I felt the tip of her plastic member slide inside me, I grabbed a fistful of the couch in response. She pulled out, but slid back in, this time a little deeper. "Oh fuck," I moaned out. She repeated the process of sliding in and out, getting a little deeper every time until she'd reached the length of the toy.

She reached down to grab a fistful of my hair and began to thrust in and out at a slow pace, my eyes rolled back as I felt each thrust deep inside me. Christen began to moan gently as she continued the pace that she had set, I began to move my hips back and forth to meet her every move. She had completely filled me, that in combination with her timed movements began to build that familiar feeling inside me. 

I couldn't control my moans, each thrust sent a new curse word or mumbled groan out into the open. "Flip over," Christen moaned out, I obeyed immediately, her plastic member slid out as I manoeuvred onto my back. Her eyes were dark with lust as she spread me wide open and slid back inside me.

"Oh fuck me," I whined out, gripping onto her body to drag her closer. She placed her hands beside my head and leant down to kiss me as she returned to her rhythm of thrusts. I kissed her desperately, moaning into her mouth as she started to go faster. I couldn't stop my self, the faster she got the closer I got to cumming. 

She removed her lips from mine at the exact moment I felt myself reaching the end. I reached out haplessly and held onto her jaw as she steadied her rhythm to help me, she slid a hand down my stomach to rub my clit as I began to arch my back. "Fuck don't stop," I groaned, leaning my hips into her as best I could. I felt my orgasm flow through me before I had a chance to even comprehend what was happening. I shook gently, felling myself collapse in a sweaty heap onto the lounge. I looked up at Christen in a daze of pleasure, she didn't quite look like she'd got the same release yet though. I took a few seconds to compose myself before sitting up as she slid out of me. 

When I was up far enough I pushed her onto her back and positioned my hips above her. "Let me help you," I whispered. Sliding myself down onto the plastic toy, my back arched as it filled me again. I moved my hips up and down against her, our skin hitting with each movement. She began to moan, she was already close to finishing as it was.

With each motion the toy rubbed against her clit and filled me with similar feelings, it wasn't long before she began to buck her hips into mine to make the movements faster, I began to rock quicker and quicker as she moaned louder and louder. She gripped my hips to stop my movements, and gently rocked me up and down while rubbing my clit so we could finish at the same time. Sure enough I felt her begin to convulse gently under me as I tightened against the toy. "Ah fuck," she whimpered as she began to cum with me. Her eyes closed as she finished, with me not long behind her.

"Jesus christ Christen," I moaned out, falling back onto the lounge in a sweaty, messy heap, my hair was tousled and my body covered in tiny fingernail marks. 

"Fuck me that was good," she replied, sliding the toy down off of her legs and laying on top of me to cuddle, her thigh sliding in between mine. "Jesus you're fucking wet, Tobin," she gasped, my wetness had left a slick mark on her thigh. "Shower, I'm going to clean you up baby," she growled into my ear. I gulped but stood up and walked down to the bathroom as per her demand.

Before I could even turn the water on, Christen had me pushed up against the wall, chest against the tiles. She dropped to her knees and began to run her tongue through my folds, not missing a single spot as she fulfilled her promise to clean up.