He was hard. I knew he must be, because he had been every time before when we had been so close. Not that he was the only one to get aroused by proximity. The two of us were so sexually compatible ,we were both basically ready to go at a moment’s notice. Making the current situation all the more unbearable.
The squeeze was light, just enough to get his attention. It was like a stab how quickly he jumped up, looking almost like I’d hurt him.
“Sorry,” he mumbled.
“Why?” I asked.
He sat back down. Resolutely refusing to look at me. I could almost see the gears turning in his head.
“Why are you sorry? Because I touched you? Fr because of how you reacted? I’m really confused. You spend days fucking me wonderfully. We work together on your super-secret project you can’t show to anyone else yet. You fucking collar me, and now you won’t even touch me.”
“I can take the collar off,” he pointed out.
The words feel like a slap in the face and my hand immediately shoots toward the metal, gripping it protectively. “Not the fucking point. I don’t want the collar off…it’s nice, actually. I just want you to touch me. To cuddle me, caress me, fuck me so I can’t walk straight. Or, at least to know why you suddenly won’t.”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you want to fuck me?”
“Yes.”
“Then give it a try,” I shot back drily, “Who knows? You might just like it.”
I don’t remember him moving. One minute I was on the chair at the desk. The next I was on the rug, naked from the waist down. My pants and panties were somewhere on the other side of the room. Hugo didn’t go through any teasing that time, he just dove in, devouring my pussy like a starving man given a steak.
Hugo deployed the usual repertoire to guide me in, but this time he got even more creative, unleashing a plethora of symbols on my pussy, as though casting a spell. Bringing me to ever higher levels of ecstasy.
Continuing his practice of the arcane arts on my clit, Hugo slid a finger into my sopping wet pussy. He met no resistance whatsoever, working my tight walls as he deftly pressed my button.
I could barely think as I moaned, my mind relenting nearly all to the pleasure centers as I struggled to stay conscious. The pleasure that raged through my system threatening to consume me.
The orgasms were fast and multiple. I tried to keep up but lost count pretty quickly. The intensity of the situation made it difficult to concentrate, each one shaking me to my very core.
He lay his head on my belly and rested there a while. Both of us needed a bit of a breather after the stupendous sexual frenzy. My fingers worked through his hair as I listened to him breathe.
As we both came around, an idea occurred to me. Slipping my hands under his head so it wouldn’t slam on the floor, I eased out from under him. Somehow getting Hugo onto his back, I slithered up his body, toward his cock. My bare thighs straddling his face.
Shaking with excitement, I undid his pants like he had done with mine so often before, and eased his beautiful cock out of the opening in his boxers. Unfurling it in three sections so it wouldn’t spring out and smack me in the face. Which was always a possibility when Hugo was hard. I took his gently throbbing head in my hot little mouth and sucked with relish. Finally, I fully grasped the phrase ‘cock starved.’ It felt like I might die unless I was able to taste his sweet cum and soon.
As I sucked his beautiful cock, taking my time to savor the moment, I could feel Hugo softly stretching my pussy. Maya had once told me about 69-ing, though I couldn’t quite imagine how it would work. Turned out, it was actually pretty simple. As well as fucking amazing.
Hugo lapped lightly at my tender pussy, no doubt a bit fatigued from the pleasure with which he had so recently blessed me. I hungrily sucked his cock in return, working my way down to just over half way. It was my ambition to be able to deep-throat him. Even though I had yet to discover that exact descriptor. Still, what I’d accomplished during my very first 69 session, I counted as a personal best. Another step along the way toward my ultimate goal.
I’d just fallen into a good rhythm, cupping his balls and stroking his shaft as I sucked, when Hugo went an upped the ante, introducing a finger into my pussy as well as his brilliant tongue work. I couldn’t let that stand without a response and started with some tongue work of my own. It was a bit awkward at first, with me being a beginner but I soon found the rhythm of it. Hugo’s moans only added to the delicious sensations in my pussy.