Chapter 61 Sixty One
Izzy leaned back, her hands clutching and squeezing her breasts as she rode the toy. Her moans grew louder, almost desperate.
“Oh… fuck… I’m going to cum,” she gasped, her back arching as every nerve in her body burned with pleasure.
Ray’s hand smacked Izzy’s ass firmly. “Not yet,” she said with a grin, slipping two fingers slowly into Izzy’s soaking slit. She moved them slowly, deep, making her hips jerk with every thrust.
Izzy gasped, her body trembling. “Ah… oh… fuck…”
Ray leaned closer to Dominic, her voice low and teasing. “Look at that pussy. Dripping. Clenching. Begging to be filled.”
Dominic’s eyes darkened with need, his cock pulsing as he watched her squirm under Ray’s touch. His breathing was ragged, every moan from Izzy making him ache more.
Izzy cried out, “Ahhh… please… faster!” Her voice trembled with need, her body arching.
Ray’s thumb pressed firmly against her clit, rubbing in hard, relentless circles. At the same time, her fingers plunged deep, moving with skill and speed, driving Izzy wild.
The sound of wet, slick, sloppy fucking filled the room…slap after slap of her ass hitting Ray’s hand, her hips bouncing with every motion.
“Fuck… oh..ahhhh… yes!” Izzy moaned, gripping Ray’s shoulders, her body shivering. Every nerve screamed with pleasure.
“Please… fuck… let me…” Izzy begged, her body trembling, hips pressing forward.
“Not yet!” Ray’s voice was sharp, commanding.
Ray pulled her fingers out of Izzy’s dripping pussy. Izzy whimpered, soaked and desperate.
“You don’t get to cum so easily,” Ray whispered. “You want it? You have to earn it.”
Ray’s hand slid between their bodies, rubbing Izzy’s clit with fast, brutal, relentless, and teasing. Her other hand found Izzy’s breast, squeezing and pinching hard.
Izzy gasped.
“Cum for me, bitch,” Ray murmured in her ear. “Soak this cock. Show your man how much you want the real thing.”
Her lips wrapped around Izzy’s breast, sucking and biting just enough to make her arch her back, moaning and trembling.
Izzy screamed, her body trembling as her pussy squeezed hard around the strap-on. A hot, messy gush spilled out, running down her thighs. She clutched the base of the toy, riding it faster.
Dominic, moans grew louder, rough and desperate. Moments later, he exploded, white cum shooting out, spilling across his abs and belly. His cock twitched even after, still hard, still wanting, still throbbing with need.
Izzy collapsed forward slightly, legs trembling, her body soaked, pussy still clenching. She gasped for air, trying to catch her breath, but the ache in her core kept her shivering.
Ray leaned in, pressing a soft, commanding kiss against the side of her neck. “You did well,” she whispered, her hands roaming over Izzy’s trembling hips.
Izzy’s breath hitched her body wanting more.
Her pussy still creamed around the strap-on, juice dripping onto Ray’s thigh. She arched her back, riding harder, faster, letting herself completely lose control. The room filled with the sounds of skin slapping, moans, wet, filthy, and messy
Ray’s hand slipped between Izzy’s thighs, rubbing her clit with fast, firm strokes. “Cum, my sweet slut,” she murmured. “Let’s make Don go crazy.”
Izzy screamed as she shattered completely.
Her orgasm ripped through her like lightning… loud, wild, shameless.
Her legs trembled, her whole body shaking, her pussy soaked and pulsing around the toy.
Ray held her steady, watching every second like she was enjoying the show. Bringing her fingers to her mouth and licked Izzy’s cum off them slowly, her tongue dragging over each finger like she was savoring a dessert.
Izzy could barely breathe. Her chest rose and fell fast, her hair sticking to her damp skin.
Ray smirked. “See you next time, sweetheart.”
She leaned in again, kissing Izzy’s breast softly at first… then suckling her nipple one last time, slow and deep, like she wanted to leave a memory behind.
Izzy’s breath hitched, her body jerking at the extra jolt of pleasure.
Ray finally pulled back, her lips shiny, her eyes dark with satisfaction. Given her thigh a gentle slap.
“Rest. You earned it.”
Ray released Dominic before she walked out, unbuckling the strap at his wrists with practiced ease.
Dominic sat up slowly, his chest still rising and falling from the pleasure he had tried so hard to control. His eyes never left Izzy.
Izzy’s body was still shaking. Her legs felt weak, her pussy still throbbing from the intense orgasms Ray had forced out of her.
She grabbed the edge of the bed to steady herself, breathing in small, quick breaths.
Dominic stood, walked to her, and lifted her chin gently.
“You okay, pumpkin?” he asked softly.
Izzy nodded. She wasn’t sure her voice would work yet.
Dominic kissed her forehead, then kissed her cheek, slow and warm… nothing rough or demanding. Just soft. Comforting. The kind of kiss that settled her shaking nerves.
“Let’s get dressed,” he murmured.
Izzy slipped her dress back on, her hands still unsteady. The fabric clung to her damp skin, sticking to her thighs where her cum had run down earlier. Dominic wiped himself quickly with a towel, then put on his pants and shirt again.
When they were both ready, Dominic placed his hand at the small of her back and guided her out of the room. The hallway was dim, the sounds of … moans, slaps, low groans echoing.
But Izzy barely heard any of it. Her mind felt foggy, floating somewhere between exhaustion and a strange warm glow.
Outside the room, Ray appeared again briefly, leaning against the wall, her whip in hand.
“Goodnight, Don,” she said with a smirk.
“Goodnight, sweetheart,” she added to Izzy, giving her a slow wink before turning away.
Izzy felt her cheeks heat up again.
Dominic wrapped an arm around her waist and led her toward the exit. He didn’t speak on the walk out…. he just kept her close.
Protective. Possessive. His touch was steady, grounding her as they stepped out into the cool night air.
The drive home was quiet.
Izzy sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window, trying to understand everything she felt.
Her body was sore… pleasantly sore. Her thighs still trembled now and then. Her pussy felt swollen and sensitive, throbbing gently with every heartbeat.
But more than that, her chest felt tight in a way she couldn’t explain.
She had been fucked by Ray.
She had squirted in front of Dominic.
She had ridden a strap-on like she was starving.
And Dominic’s eyes… God.
The way he watched her.
It wasn’t just lust.
It was hunger mixed with something deeper.
Something she didn’t know how to name.
Izzy pressed her palm to her chest, trying to calm the weird fluttering inside her.
Dominic glanced at her a few times during the drive, like he wanted to say something but held it back. His jaw was tight. His hand gripped the steering wheel firmly, the muscles in his forearm tense.
When they reached her apartment, he parked and turned to her.
“You did well tonight,” he said quietly, his thumb brushing her knee.
“I’m proud of you.”
Those words made her stomach flip.
Izzy nodded slowly. “Thank you.”
Dominic leaned in and kissed her softly… nothing wild, just a warm press of lips that made her chest ache more.
“Get some rest,” he said. “Text me when you’re inside.”
She nodded again, got out of the car, and walked into her building.