He puts me on my back, his belt around my neck so he can hold me firmly in my place while he slides himself slowly into my tightest space.
"Show her. Show her how good you are for me baby. Show her how you like it. Tell her." It’s that uncomfortable place half way between humiliation and ecstasy, where I’m squirming and I’m wet and the wheels in my busy head spin full force before they finally standstill. It’s overwhelming and raw and it’s right in the middle of my chest and it’s heavy and I’m warm all over. I can feel those stubborn places in my head struggling to maintain control, but they’re slowly losing purchase.
He has me admit that I cum harder when he fucks me there. I blush when I tell her I like it best when I’m on my back so I can watch his face as he works himself into me. He teases me, he starts so slowly that I ache for it. She’s rubbing my clit, in awe of how wet I am, he moves at a glacial pace when I want to erupt like a volcano. He’s tormenting me, telling Sunny to watch and pay attention. I’m begging him now, fussing and arching, “Please? Please let me have it?”
He plunges into me, strong and steady, I gasp. I thank him desperately.
"That wasn’t me, that was Sunny," he says. She’s smiling, mischiveious. She took pity on me and pushed his hips hard against me. He’s entertained. "Looks like she’s on your side, Heart."
He pulls his belt tighter and I can hear her sigh and eventually I can’t hold on anymore and I come so hard I see flashes of lights and it sounds like someone is screaming and maybe that’s me, but I don’t know and I don’t care and their hands are all over me and I’m shaking from the force of my orgasm. He lays on top of me to hold me still. “Shhh…” his voice in my hear soothes me as he brushes my hair from my eyes.
"See Sunny, that’s how big girls like it," he says. "Didn’t she do so well?"
Sunny says she wants to be a big girl too. He chuckles as he kisses her and pulls her close. “Not yet little girl.”