[MF][FreeUse][Fiction] The Skylar Chronicles, pt. 6

Skylar scrambled to get away from me as I moved toward her, belt in hand. Her face flashed a laughing smile as she let out a scream when I lunged at her and caught her by her oversized t-shirt. In her attempt to get away, two things occurred: the first is that she totally dropped herself off the couch where she had been laying and straight on to the floor. The second is that she hit the pillow her hand had been hiding under, knocking it also onto the floor and revealing her hot pink, ribbed vibrator. Glancing from the vibrator laying on the couch to Skylar, who was struggling against my grip, I gave a look of amusement.

“On the couch? Really?” I said through laughter.

“More than you know,” She responded in a sassy tone.

I pulled Skylar toward me by her shirt and then moved my hand to grip a fistful of her hair. She let out a little yelp as I gave it a tug, pulling her head to the floor. I glanced up at Hazel, who was watching intently as she chewed her food, an enticing smile displayed on her face.

Skylar squirmed beneath me as I turned her on to her stomach and straddled her lower back, applying my weight to hold her in place. Lifting her shirt and revealing her athletic shorts, I grabbed the waistline and gave a sharp tug down. I pulled the shorts down to her knees, revealing her ass covered only by a blue thong. Skylar tried once more to wiggle free, but my weight down on top of her was too much for her to move at all. Gripping the leather belt tight in my hand, I raised it high over my head and brought it straight down on her beautiful round ass, immediately leaving a red welt straight across it. The sound of the repetitive strikes only incited me more and more as Skylar lay helpless beneath me.

*CRACK*
*CRACK*
*CRACK*

“FUCK!!” Skylar buried her face into the couch pillow that had fallen on to the floor, her legs kicking from the pain.

“You’re supposed to say ‘thank you’,” Hazel chimed in, having now set her plate down on the side table.

Hazel stood from the chair she was sitting in and walked over to the couch. She picked up Skylar’s vibrator and stepped around to the other side of me, positioning herself at Skylar’s feet. Hazel reached forward and pulled Skylar’s shorts all the way off before reaching back up and moving her panties to one side with a single finger. I watched with a first row seat as she took the vibrator in her other hand and pushed it inside of Skylar’s wet pussy. Skylar let out a moan into the pillow and proceeded to spread her legs. Hazel’s thumb flipped the switch on the vibrator. The noise coming from the toy was not half so sweet as the noise being projected into a pillow behind me. Skylar’s moans were loud and desperate; her entire body tightened up as soon as Hazel had turned the vibrator on. Hazel’s hand moved back and forth, sometimes pushing deep and sometimes teasing Skylar’s opening. When she’d pull out, Skylar would let out a whining moan, begging for it to be put back where it belonged. She wasn’t trying to escape any longer. I lifted myself off her lower back and moved around to her head. Grabbing the pillow, I forcefully yanked it away from her and tossed it back up on the couch. Skylar looked up at me with heavy lust in her eyes, breathing heavily, as I unbuttoned and dropped my pants to my ankles. Kicking my pants and boxers off, I sat in front of Skylar with my hard dick in my right hand. No instructions needed. Skylar’s mouth opened wide and began sucking as much of my dick as she could in that moment. Again, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed down on the back of her head, forcing her to take me deeper into her throat. She gagged and pulled her head back up off my dick, letting out a heavy gasp and then going right back to it. Hazel’s pace picked up, causing Skylar to moan around my dick more before her entire body tensed up as she came on her toy. She removed her mouth from me and let her head fall against my hip, her hand still stroking up and down the length of the rock hard dick she’d been servicing. Her hot, heavy breathing played against my dick and balls. Skylar’s face was an absolute mess, beat red from the pleasure she had been receiving and drool all around her mouth and down her chin from the pleasure she had been giving.

I watched as Hazel pulled the vibrator out of Skylar and thumbed the switch to the off position. She set it down on the coffee table and I made a mental note to myself to remember to clean that table when all was said and done. Realistically, I was going to forget but the thought felt responsible. Hazel stood to her feet and removed her leggings and her panties in one motion. She walked toward me and placed her feet on either side of my waist before crouching and pushing me all the way flat to the floor with her smooth, manicured hands. She leaned in and gave me one deep kiss before shifting forward and going to her knees over my face. Hazel’s legs were thick yet toned and rested on either side of my head, causing my hearing to be slightly cut off. Her dress covered my head as I felt her lower herself so that her wet lips met my face. Darkness. I didn’t need to see, I just needed to open my mouth and let my tongue dance against her slit. My hands lifted from my sides and gripped her hips, pulling her down a little more and allowing me some leverage as I ran my tongue up and down, tasting the juice from her pussy running into my mouth. I let my tongue run up to her clit and form circles around it, causing her to let out louder moans as her hips began to sway back and forth slightly, riding against my face. As she began to do that, I began to suck hard against her clit.
I couldn’t be active in this for long, as I felt the warmth of Skylar’s mouth begin to envelope my dick again. Skylar began to suck up and down quickly, her hands now positioned under my ass, grabbing and pulling me up into her. There’s just something about a woman’s hands gripping your ass with that kind of passion. I stopped sucking against Hazel’s clit and stuck my tongue out, just giving her something to ride against. I felt Skylar remove her mouth from my dick and her hands slipped away from my ass after a few minutes. Then I felt nothing down there. That didn’t last long. Skylar straddled my hips and lowered her pussy down to receive my dick inside of her.

“This is where I want your cum,” she said as her hips began to rock back and forth.

Hazel’s hand reached down, her fingers running through my hair before she closed her hand in a grip, pulling my face tighter against her. Skylar had leaned back, I could feel her hands next to my thighs. I didn’t stand a chance against these two. My moans served only as vibrations for Hazel to get off on. I don’t know if she came that night, but I do know she had a great time with my mouth. Skylar’s pace quickened. I could tell she wanted this bad. My hands fell away from Hazel’s hips as my body tensed beneath the two girls and my cum was released deep inside Skylar’s pussy. I heard Skylar give out a satisfactory moan at feeling my dick pulsing inside of her. Hazel released my hair and I lowered my head back to the floor, letting out heavy breaths and still glaring up into the darkness under her dress.

After a moment of both ladies resting on my used body, Hazel was the first to dismount. She rolled to one side and sat next to me as the light in the room returned. The first thing I saw was Skylar, looking thoroughly exhausted and thoroughly satisfied, still on top of me with my dick still inside of her. She made eye contact with me as she breathed heavily and bit her lip, like she was still hungry for more. Finally, she began to slowly lift herself. I watched as my dick slid from her pussy and some of my cum escaped down her leg. I decided to let myself lay there a moment. We all sat a moment in complete silence, apart from our heavy breathing. Then…a knock. My head perked up immediately in the direction of our front door.

“What time is it?” I asked.

Hazel grabbed up her phone, “10:26”

Skylar rolled her eyes and grabbed her shorts, sliding them back on and then covering them with her shirt. She then proceeded toward the door. I heard her unlock the deadbolt and turn the knob, pulling the door open.

“Hi. Can you tell your boyfriend to turn down his fucking porn? Nobody wants to hear that shit,” the voice outside was immediately recognizable. I knew that I would have been the more civil person to answer the door.

“Well, first of all, he’s not my boyfriend. Second of all, that wasn’t porn. That’s called getting laid, you should try it,” Skylar’s bitchy, matter-of-fact tone made me laugh louder than I intended before I heard the door slam shut and the deadbolt lock again.

“Who was that?” asked Hazel when Skylar re-entered the room.

“Our dumbass upstairs neighbor who can’t mind her own business.” This topic always seemed to set Skylar off because we constantly heard our upstairs neighbors, a man and his wife, arguing very loudly. I smiled to myself at the irony of it all.

Skylar grabbed herself a plate of food and returned to the couch. We sat and put on The Greatest Showman, a truly wholesome movie that is perfect right after a threesome on your living room floor. Hazel didn’t stay up for much of the movie and soon retired to Skylar’s bedroom. Skylar laid her head on my lap and we continued to watch the movie. I don’t know when exactly I fell asleep, but it didn’t surprise me after the long day I had.

I woke up the next day by myself on the couch in the living room with a blanket over me and my head on one of the couch pillows. The house was quiet, so I figured I was the first to wake up. I rolled from the couch, went straight to the bathroom, and then brushed my teeth afterward. Once I left the bathroom, I noticed Skylar’s bedroom door was open and neither Skylar nor Hazel was in there. I was happy to have the day but needed to get a little work done before actually having the day to myself. I sat at the dining room table, which had been cleared of the Chinese food from the night before, and opened my laptop. I worked for about forty-five minutes before I heard the door open and Skylar walked in with multiple grocery bags in her hands.

“Can you get the crockpot down off the fridge?” She asked as she hurried into the kitchen and set the bags down on the counter.

I stood from the table and walked into the kitchen looking at everything she had bought before I grabbed the slow cooker down and set it where we normally put it. I wasn’t usually one for cooking, but Skylar enjoyed it well enough and made some pretty good meals.

She began to unload the bags onto the counter. She put away anything that wouldn’t be getting used today and then started to prepare dinner for tonight. Skylar grabbed out a cutting board and began slicing vegetables and throwing them into the crockpot. I grabbed some juice from the fridge and poured it into a cup, leaning against the counter and drinking it.

“Last night was fun,” I said.

“Yeah? You had a good night?”

“Hazel was nice…but I think I prefer you.” I pushed myself off the counter and walked up behind her.

Skylar’s face was down focusing on dicing the carrots she had laid out on the cutting board. I don’t think she noticed me move toward her until she felt my hand on her hip. Her body tensed slightly at the surprise of being touched. My right hand lifted her shirt and made its way to the button of her jeans.

“This is how people get accidentally stabbed, you know,” she said in a playfully threatening voice.

“I’ll just have to be careful,” I responded back in her ear.

I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down all the way. Skylar continued to cut the vegetables she had placed before her. I couldn’t see where my hands was, but I felt the cotton of her panties against the tips of my fingers. I lifted my hand back and slid it down inside of her panties. Not wet. Not yet. My finger ran between the lips of her pussy and then slid back. I began to make a back and forth motion before I settled my middle finger on her clit. Now she was getting wet. My finger began to make circular motions which Skylar responded to with light moans as her breathing began to get heavier. She tried to focus on the work she was doing. Every now and then I’d have to give her a little more room to grab another ingredient and prepare it and throw it in the crockpot, but for the most part she stayed in one spot. Her pants were too restrictive. I removed my hand from inside them and pulled them down and then off with both hands. As I stepped back against her body, I let my left hand cup her ass. My other hand made its way under her arm and began to caress her right tit through her shirt and bra. After a little bit of allowing myself to indulge in that, I sent my right hand up her shirt and into her bra. Skylar let out a little cry of pain as I began to pinch and twist her nipple between my thumb and pointer finger.

“Don’t stop,” she let out in a breathy demand, worried that I may let go at hearing her respond in pain.

I began to pinch and twist harder, pulling her nipple outward from her body. My left hand reached around her waist and back into her panties. This time, I angled a single finger to slide inside of her up to my second knuckle. Skylar wasn’t even trying to throw ingredients into the crockpot anymore. She would finish cutting something up and then just push it to the side before grabbing something else. Her exposed neck may as well have called to my mouth. I angled my head downward to her and began to kiss and lightly bite against her neck. Skylar began to breathe heavier as she leaned her head back in order to give me more of her neck. Her head rested against mine. The knife stopped moving in her hand as she allowed herself to be immersed in the pleasure of having three areas on her body touched.

I pulled my hands out of her shirt and panties and pushed on her back. The knife never left her hand, but now it was useless. Skylar was bent over the counter just inches above the food she was preparing. I slide my right hand down the back of her panties and pushed two finger deep inside of her now soaking pussy. Skylar began to moan louder. My fingers moved quickly back and forth as Skylar’s pussy juice covered my hand. It didn’t take as long as I had expected before Skylar’s knees went weak and her body gave an orgasmic release. She had one hand gripping the knife tightly, shaking against the intensity of her orgasm. Her other hand she had been using to stabilize herself by gripping the cabinet above her. That hand’s knuckles were red as they pressed against the wood.

Upon watching her essentially go limp, I took my hand out of her pants. She lowered her hand from the cabinet and placed it on the counter to steady herself. After a minute, she turned around to face me.

“Fuck me.” She commanded.

I looked at her for a second and then gave a half smile, “No.”

The look of desperation that fell across her face was priceless.

“What? No. Fuck me. Fuck me right now!” She moved towards me but I took a step back, now giving a full blown smile.

“Nope. You’re making dinner.”

“Fuck dinner. Please!!” Now she was beginning to beg.

I turned and began to walk out of the kitchen. Skylar reached out and grabbed my wrist, turning me back toward her. I followed the momentum and leaned in to kiss her before taking my wrist back.

“That’s all you get today.”

I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. As I sat down on the couch and turned on the tv to play a video game, my eyes fell to the coffee table where Skylar’s vibrator had been last night. I definitely forgot to wipe down that table.

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