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“Ready for another?” El-Mudad asked.
Neil paused to tell him, “Yes.”
My cunt squeezed tight. The muscles in El-Mudad’s arm tensed and rippled as his fingers slowly penetrated Neil’s ass, and I could imagine the same steady plunging and twisting motion in my own body.
I wished I could know what Neil felt, not just physically, but emotionally. He wasn’t used to this, to not being in control. Even when we weren’t playing our roles, I found myself letting him lead the way. Would he be able to commit to this regularly? Would there come a time when he’d tire of not being in charge?
That was a worry for another time. I added it to my mental list of concerns we would discuss at the end of the week and banished it from my mind. Right now, my job was to feel.
Even distracted, Neil was one of the best oral partners I’d ever had. His tongue swept from side-to-side, relentlessly stimulating the most sensitive spots on my clit. I found my hands kneading the bedding beneath me in the same rhythmic contractions my pussy made.
“Yes,” I breathed, an answer without a question. A single word of permission granted. Yes, make me feel this way. Yes, give me everything. Make me come. Make me wish I could stop coming.
My thighs clamped around his head, and my pelvis lifted up. My orgasm started in my toes, crept up like vines that bound my muscles in delicious tension. My fingertips tingled. I saw stars. I was almost there when I heard El-Mudad say, “And another,” and just the thought of his three long fingers stretching Neil’s ass was enough to push me into the mindless spiral of pleasure my body strove for. I cried out and rode Neil’s face, while he muffled his pained groan with my flesh.
Neil was never content with simply making me come. He liked to torment me after, continuing to suck and nibble and lick while I tried desperately to escape. He didn’t make tonight an exception.
“Please, please,” I panted, trying to push his head away. But my strength was sapped from the intensity of the sensation that went on and on.
“Are you going to come, again, Sophie?” El-Mudad asked, almost antagonizing, as if he dared me to.
I didn’t have to speak my answer. It came out as a long, shuddering vocalization as a second smaller climax swept me up.
“Would you like to put the plug in?” he asked, and it took me a moment to understand him over the throbbing of the blood rushing through my ears.
Neil rose up on his elbows. “Oh, um. That isn’t something…”
That isn’t something that we do. As far as I could remember, I’d never engaged in any sort of ass play with Neil. He’d bought a strap-on with the intention of, someday, teaching me to fuck him with it, but we’d just never done it.
“If you don’t want me to, that’s fine,” I told him, though secretly I did kind of want to. “I don’t really know how.”
“I’m sure he can teach you,” Neil said with a reassuring, albeit nervous, smile. “If you’d like.”
I kicked my leg over his head so fast I almost decapitated him and scrambled on my hands and knees to El-Mudad’s side.
“You only had to ask.” Neil laughed, a little bashfully.
“I didn’t think it would be very submissive.”
“We could find a way to make it so,” El-Mudad promised. He took a wipe from the container and cleaned his hand. Then, he gave me the lube and the plug. “I look forward to teaching you.”
Oh, god.
I set a mental reminder to fantasize about that later. Right now, I needed to pay attention to the lesson at hand. I drizzled the lube onto the glass plug; it was more difficult than I anticipated to actually get some to stay on the thing.
“So, do I just…” I paused, my face scrunched up in consternation. It seemed so…personal. Did I just…
“Go slowly,” Neil advised, his apprehension obvious.
Okay. He’d done this to me like, a million times. I could totally do it to him.
El-Mudad laughed. “Sophie, you’re trembling.”
“Sorry, I’m just—” I made a frustrated noise.
“No, no, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” He put his arm around me, still laughing. “Here. We’ll do it together.”
I let him take my hand and guide me. I expected the lube and the glass—and El-Mudad’s earlier attention—to let the plug just glide in. I was surprised at how much pressure it actually took. Neil’s back stiffened as the widest part entered him, then relaxed once it was in place.
As sexually open as I considered myself, I wasn’t sure how to feel about what I’d done. It seemed too much of a role reversal, the intimacy uncomfortable and unwieldy. It had been a very long time since Neil and I had done anything that would require further emotional examination, and already, I had creeping dread over whether or not I would feel what I deemed the “right” feelings. And I had no idea yet what Neil’s take on this new sexual horizon was.
