“Fuck,” Gage whispered. “You’re so sexy. I’ll get the lube from my bag.”
Shirtless and braless now, Gage moved to her bag and pulled something out of it. When she turned around, Sharon hadalready climbed on the bed and was lying down with her head on the pillow. She wasn’t sure what position Gage would want her in, so she lay there and waited, biting her bottom lip, silently reminding herself that this was exactly what she wanted and that she was about to get it.
Gage was clearly very practiced with a harness because it didn’t take her long to get it on and slide the dildo in. After that, she rubbed it with the lube she’d brought, put some on her hand, and set the small bottle down on the dresser. Sharon swallowed as Gage knelt in front of her and spread her legs, looking down at Sharon’s center and licking her lips.
“Do you want me to suck on you first before I fuck you? Make sure you’re really turned on and ready for me?” Gage asked.
Sharon spread her legs wider and replied, “But you’re already dressed and ready forme.”
She couldn’t believe she’d just said that, but she wanted to let her inhibitions go tonight. That was part of it, so she decided to say what she wanted and do whatever she wanted to.
“You’re right. Roll over for me, baby,” Gage said.
Sharon did as she was told and felt one of Gage’s hand on her ass and the other one cupping her. Then, she felt the coolness of the lube as Gage spread it over her clit and lower lips, and she bucked into Gage’s hand.
“I want you to feel me everywhere,” Gage stated.
“Yes,” Sharon replied.
She’d known she was pan for a while now. Initially, she had assumed she was bi because she’d liked boys and girls, but as she’d gotten older, she realized that defining herself as pansexual felt more accurate and appropriate. Her last girlfriend hadn’t been a fan, and she’d only been with one guy. That had been in college, and he’d been saving himself for marriage, so they’d never had sex. The other people she had been withhad been decent lovers, Sharon supposed, but she hadn’t been adventurous with them, nor had she asked them to fuck her. While making love was nice, sometimes, Sharon just wanted to be pressed against a wall and taken hard by the person she was with, and Gage seemed to help bring that out in her, too. She’d noticed the obvious flirting at dinner and the way Gage seemed so sure about herself, and there was also something about the way Gage seemed so open that gave her the permission she needed to ask for what she wanted.
“Your clit is hard, baby,” Gage noted.
“Yes,” she agreed as she let Gage stroke her from behind, feeling the dildo between Gage’s legs rubbing her inner thigh.
“I like it. I want to suck on it later. May I?”
“Yes,” Sharon confirmed.
“You asked me to fuck you.”
“Yes.”
“Hard?”
“Yes, please,” she said.
“You want my cock inside you?”
“Oh, fuck,” she let out, feeling her wetness practically dripping down her thighs.
No one had ever spoken to her like this during sex. She knew she wouldn’t want it all the time because she also really enjoyed slow and sensual, but whatever Gage was bringing out in her right now was good, too.
“That’s a yes, isn’t it?” Gage asked as she began to rub the dildo up and slightly into her entrance.
“Yes,” she said.
“Want me to come inside you? I bet I can. You are so fucking hot, Sharon.”
“Yes,” she repeated. “Please. Now.”
“Oh, I like that,” Gage said. “Ask me again, and maybe I’ll do it.”
“Please,” she replied.
Gage pushed inside her, and Sharon shifted forward a bit with the pressure. Gage’s hand was on her hip, though, bringing her back into her.
“Oh, yes,” she said, mostly to herself.
