*Some days tend to surprise you. I didn’t go over to my boyfriend’s place with the thought that I’d wind up licking at his fiance’s dick and labia, desperate to get them to squirt against my lips while he shoved my face in further. I didn’t expect to whimper as he slowed his thrusts because it was only fair that I needed to tongue fuck them good enough and make them scream to earn a good fucking. Life just tends to surprise you sometimes, but I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I?*
*^([Enby non-binary partner = afab and prefers dick/cock to describe their genitals namely the clitoris. Besides clits are just more efficient dicks anyway.])*
Things began with a cuddle. S and I were on the couch, and he’d undressed after board games and vanilla hanging out. Ya know, I am very fond of touching him. I don’t think he notices but sometimes I try to see how many freckles I can cover with my fingertips. I like to just trace his shoulders, and find ways to press myself against him. I’m not a clingy girl, but sometimes touch is everything especially if I’m horny. So as he was laying on me with my tits pressed against him and my arms around him. I started to feel that hunger, that desire to explore and be explored. And his fiancé had been feeling particularly…frisky that day. It’d been clear since I’d gotten to their place. They seemed riled up, even frustrated by how riled up they were, and it was clear at some point they’d need an outlet.