Butt Slut Boyfriend (Sex with Ex Pegging Erotica)
Nikki's a lesbian, but she can't help the lingering sexual tension she still feels for her ex-boyfriend, Mike. They hang out one night as friends, but things soon grow heated. She's missed what he does with his tongue, and he's missed what she does with her strap-on. Is hooking up with an ex really always such a terrible idea? Sometimes, it’s just what both parties desperately need. More
Nikki's a lesbian, but she can't help the lingering sexual tension she still feels for her ex-boyfriend, Mike. They hang out one night as friends, but things soon grow heated. She's missed what he does with his tongue, and he's missed what she does with her strap-on. Is hooking up with an ex really always such a terrible idea? Sometimes, it’s just what both parties desperately need.
The embrace lingers just a beat too long, and I can feel my pulse in my fingertips. I hope it’s dark enough so that he can’t see me blush, but he sees something in my face and smiles. To my relief, Mike doesn’t comment. I can practically hear his thoughts, though. I still think you’re amazingly sexy, his eyes say. If you want me, I’m yours.
I laugh nervously, trying to ease the tension. “Um— are you okay to drive?” He waggles his hand in a “comme ci comme ça” gesture and shrugs. “Well, you should definitely wait a while to leave, then. Wanna watch a movie?”
I dig in my bag for my keys, and a warm breeze gusts suddenly. Again I pick up his scent: a mixture of clean male, sandalwood, and a hint of earthy weed smoke. I want to drink him in. I bite my lip, trying in vain to ignore my rebellious body while I slide the key into the lock. The door jerks open and I let him in after me. I start up the carpeted stairs to my third-floor walk-up. Suddenly a little self-conscious, I glance over my shoulder to find him checking out my ass. “Mike! You’re looking up my skirt, I totally caught you!”
“Duh, your butt’s in my face, your skirt is short, and I can see right up it. Hell yeah, I’m gonna look!” I try to keep a stern face, but I can’t help but laugh.
“You think you get a free show just because you bought the last round? You’re gonna have to pay for that.” He only grins up at me, obviously unrepentant. But the beer-and-weed combo is making me feel reckless and daring. I stare down at him, considering. Fu** it, I think. Two can play at this, and I mean to win. “Fine, then.” I yank the hem of my skirt up around my hips and hook the back leg of my panties with one thumb, pulling the thin cotton to the side. “Lick my a**, and you’d better do it good. By the way— from now on, you’re my little sl**, and you’re gonna worship my whole body all night long.”
He hasn’t heard me talk like this in years. His eyes widen, and I see him instantly fall hard into subspace. I’d forgotten how much that shy, submissive look he gets turns me on. I stick my a** out at him and spread my legs. “Bi***, you’d better hurry, before my offer expires.”