Chapter 8

That was probably a turn-on for Ann, too, Alex considered. The lure of the hidden, of avoiding accidental discovery. A kind of exhibitionism. Her eyes held Ann’s as she bobbed her head up and down, seeing her becoming increasingly disconnected from her phone call. At one point, there was a pause in small sounds she could hear from the phone. Madison was waiting for a response. Alex could see Ann trying to catch up with the conversation after the fact, finally muttering something non-committal, grimacing as she tried to keep her voice steady.

Changing her focus, Alex moved down the silicone shaft, extending her tongue to run the back of it slowly up the underside of the dildo. She had doubted this would have the result that it would have on the sensitive underside of a real cock, but maybe lifting the toy with her tongue pressed the vibrating pocket into Ann, or perhaps the sight of her using her whole tongue was erotic, but Ann’s thighs clamped together, and she covered her mouth with her free hand to suppress a moan.

Drawing her teeth up the side of the dildo – something she’d never have dared to do with a male partner – Alex returned to the head, suckling it before parting her lips and taking it as deeply into her mouth as she could. Then she bobbed her head, lips and tongue moving over several inches of the cock with each stroke.

Ann’s back began to arch. Her expression seemed close to panic as she raised the phone before her face, stabbed at a button, then let the phone drop to her side as she cried out. The muscles in her belly twitched fiercely as she came, continuing to jerk for several seconds before their movement began to slow. She lifted the phone again and pushed the button again.

“Did you hang up on her?” Alex whispered.

“Shh,” Ann replied, quietly. “Just muted.” Then she made a few murmurs of agreement to the voice.

There was another pause on the other end of the line.

“Just quiet,” Ann said. The quaver in her voice was obvious to Alex. “Late night, you know?” She was masking the fact that she was breathless by leaving pauses between her words. “Wedding. Tied one on. My head, today, you know?”

Alex squirted lube onto her fingers and began to coat the dildo with it. Ann’s eyebrows rose. She whispered, “Oh, fuck,” but didn’t try to stop her. She did begin trying to interrupt the one-way conversation on her phone as Alex squatted over her thighs and began to impale herself on Ann’s cock.

“Madison, I have…”

Alex guided the dildo into herself, stopping to add more lube.

“Madison, I’m meeting…” Ann broke off and tried again. “Madison, I’m meeting the people I was with… yeah, yeah, they probably will be hurting, too, but we set a time… Madison – Madison, I really need to go now.”

Alex had her hands on Ann’s waist, pushing her back as she lifted herself away from Ann’s sex, before lowering herself again.

“Madison – Maddie – I’ll call you before I leave, okay? Tomorrow. I fly out tomorrow.” Another few seconds of sound from the phone.

The dildo was wider than any real cock Alex had experienced. The initial stretching had kept her moves slow. Now she was feeling less uncomfortable, and began to move at a steady pace.

“Thanks, Maddy,” Ann said. “I love you, too. I’ll see you tomorrow.” After another pause, “Yes, I am, too.” Then she stabbed the button to end the call, checking the display before tossing her phone onto the nightstand. “You can’t call me an asshole when you fuck around with me like that.”

“Yeah, I could see how much you hated it?” Alex retorted. “I don’t think you cared whether you hit mute or hangup.” She took Ann’s hands in her own, pushing against them as she lifted herself on the dildo. The ridged surface gave a small thrill as it slid out. Then she relaxed, her weight driving her sex down into Ann’s, the fat shaft filling her, rubbing against the walls of her sex. Her belly tingled as her arousal grew.

Still gripping Ann’s hands, she changed the motion from mostly vertical to a slow circular front to back movement, pushing forward into Ann’s pussy, then drawing back along her thighs, forcing the shaft down. The change in angle seemed to make Ann’s eyes darken with lust. Her own need continued to build as she kept up the motion for several minutes.

Images of the previous night taunted Alex. Their bodies squashed together, feeling so wanton that it overcame their tiredness. Both women barely able to function, but so caught up in their craving that they couldn’t let go until they’d had each other. She wanted that again, but while she was conscious enough to appreciate it.

First, though, she needed to be closer to her own edge. She shifted her hands to Ann’s ribs. Holding the woman’s dark eyes, she began to bounce against her hips, driving herself ever closer to release.

Alex’s thighs had begun to twitch when she stopped moving, panting hoarsely. She needed only seconds to fall into pleasure, but she held back. Ann’s expression was confused. She ignored her friend’s hunger, and held herself still, the cock nestled deep within her. Only when her breathing began to return to normal did she lower herself, working her legs out from beneath her to stretch out behind her. Then her breasts were flattening Ann’s, and being flattened in turn.

Moving her hands to the smaller woman’s shoulders, she settled into her. The shaft was deep inside her, the gentle buzzing of the bullet vibe still sounding from its pocket against Ann’s sex. Slowly, she gripped Ann’s shoulders and pushed her body into the other woman’s, the cock sliding even further home. Then she lay there, unmoving, the cock nestled deeply inside her. She tried to keep her need at bay, though the feel of Ann’s body against hers made her continue to pant with lust.

And the vibe was still charging Ann’s arousal, so even stationary, the girl beneath her continued to moan. She felt her belly and thighs shift against her as Ann’s body responded. They lay together for several minutes, Alex’s desire rising, while Ann’s breasts rose and fell more rapidly against hers.

Alex lifted her hips at last, feeling the ridged cylinder sliding out of her, then lowered herself onto it, her sex pressed to Ann’s. Her breathing was becoming heavier. Each time she breathed out it became a sharp gasp, followed by a deep breath in.

Ann’s eyes were burning with passion, which inflamed the passion within Alex that cried out to be fulfilled. Her friend’s lips had parted as she panted, and every time she exhaled she made a soft moan, which became louder over time. Her face was a scant couple of inches from Alex’s.

Gripping Ann’s shoulders again, Alex pushed herself forward. The rolling, shifting motion of the other woman’s breasts against hers, hard nipples digging into her soft flesh gave her the wanton feeling she had sought. Ann’s hands were around her back, pulling her even closer, the cock burrowing deeply into her. Ann’s lips made an O an inch from her face.

And then it wasn’t an inch, and Alex didn’t know whether she or Ann had moved, because there was suddenly nothing that mattered more than Ann’s mouth fastened to hers, Ann’s tongue ravaging hers, while her own fought back savagely. Ann’s naked desire for her fed her own for the woman beneath her. She felt her racing heartbeat in her breast – or maybe that was Ann’s, in the breast crushed to her own. Her breathing had become harsh and fast, while Ann moaned into the kiss, her fingers curled against Alex’s back, short nails digging into her.

Their bodies began to bounce together, though their mouths remained joined. Each thrust slammed her hard into Ann, while each lift drew the cock many inches out of her.

Ann’s hips bucked as she came, shoving her pussy hard into Alex’s. Her writhing shifted the cock within Alex, who felt the edge she’d resisted approach. Not that she’d moved, but that the cliff edge of her climax crumbled, so that Alex fell into it, her whole body quivering with ruthless pulses of pleasure. She squirmed against Ann, their kiss intense as their bodies joined.

There was no barrier to kissing after that; no rule to try to curb their passion, because, why? They had another day to enjoy each other. After that it was back to real life. So each time they came together they allowed lust free rein.

Eventually they dragged themselves out of bed, showering again before leaving the hotel. Having the rental car allowed them to travel to places they’d been unable to visit for two years. Alex, at least, could spend a few more days recharging, and she didn’t think Ann was as nostalgic for the area as she was.

Ann left the dildo in its bag for the last night of her stay. Alex proved that her tongue didn’t need the toy to please Ann, while Ann showed that she didn’t have to be impatient when she took her time with Alex, her fingers and tongue delaying gratification until Alex begged for release.

On Monday morning, Ann’s phone played the opening bars of Faithfully. She kicked the call to voicemail, then texted Madison that she was packing and couldn’t take the time to talk. Which seemed a better idea than telling her she was currently going down on her roommate.

They were halfway to the airport in Alex’s rental car. Alex was planning to return to the hotel to sleep after dropping her friend off. Allison had texted the wedding group chat that she and Natalia would be at Gabby’s, and she hoped Alex could make it, since she wouldn’t be in the area after the end of the week. She needed to catch up on sleep before that.

“Friend of mine has a cabin upstate,” Ann said. “He offered it to me for a low, low cost if I ever wanted to use it. Upstate’s beautiful in September. You want to join me?”

“You’re inviting me for a dirty weekend?” Alex asked, incredulous.

“No, no,” Ann said. “I’m inviting you for a dirty two weeks. I figure we can get high and fuck the first week, then go sightseeing the second week while you pee out any testing residue. And fuck, of course.”

“Of course,” Alex said drily. “Maisie?”

“I doubt we’ll be together by then,” said Ann.

“You’ll have someone on a string, Ann? You always do.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Ann shrug. “Whatever. I’ll make it.”

“You’re still an asshole, you know?” Alex said. “We’ll never be more than fuck buddies.”

“Friends, too, right?” Ann asked.

“Well, yeah,” Alex agreed. “Friendly fuck buddies. If I’m seeing anyone the answer’s no. I’m not going to cheat on them.”

“Them? So you might try again with a guy?” Ann asked.

Alex felt herself scowl. “Probably not,” she said, “but I’m not ruling out anything. Including getting a transfer to the West coast? Though I guess if I do that, the chance of me seeing someone is low.”

“Let’s stay in touch either way, this time,” said Ann. “You keep me honest.”

Alex laughed so hard she almost drifted out of her lane. “You’ve spent four days cheating with me? Keeping you honest is the last thing I’ve been doing. And I would never try, because you’ll never be honest.”

“Which is exactly why it works,” said Ann. “You’re not trying to pretend. You can tell me how much of an asshole I am by text, then in September you can tell me in person, while we fuck.”

“The idea does have a certain appeal,” Alex admitted.