Page 33 of My Favorite Girl

Dan’s dark gaze flicks up to mine, his voice rough. “Let me watch you use the dildo.”

My eyes flare with shock and humility. My body has a different reaction, trembling with need. The ache in my pussy deepens, wanting this badly.

The softest chuckle leaves his lips. “You’re shy all of a sudden?”

I know he’s referring to the way I touched myself in front of him. All the times I’m alone in my bedroom and moan loud enough for him to hear what I’m doing to myself. Maybe evenhow I’ve showered with the bathroom door open. But using a dildo in front of Dan seems more intense. More…wrong.

It feels so much better when it’s wrong.

A shiver of arousal rushes through me, making me realize how much I like the thought of Dan watching me use this toy. “I don’t know how to use it properly.”

“I’ll teach you.”

The delicate muscles between my legs flutter, remembering the last time we had a lesson like this. “It doesn’t fit.”

“You just need to warm up and take it slow. Are you wet?”

I nod.

“Suction it against the shower wall.”

I chew my lip, equal parts confused and intrigued about what he has in mind. “How high?”

Dan takes the lead, suctioning the dildo down low, beneath my knee height. I stare at the thing, still confused about how I’m meant to use it at that height.

Reading my expression well, Dan directs me. “Get on all fours, Ally. Take it from behind. Most girls like it from that angle.”

Some sick part of me gets off on the dominance he shows right now and me submitting to anything he says. I drop onto my hands and knees, my face to the shower entrance where Dan stands. He takes a few steps back, creating distance between us to give himself a better view of my face, and sits on the edge of the bathtub.

“Rub your clit. You’re good at that from what I remember.”

Following Dan’s instructions, I hold myself up with one hand and touch my clit with the other, rubbing slow at first, my heart beating out of control. Being back in this scenario, where Dan teaches me what to do is exhilarating, and right from the start, I can feel my orgasm building.

“Good girl,” Dan murmurs, watching every move I make. “Gently push back onto the dildo.”

Aligning the tip to my opening, I sink back onto it, gasping as the head enters. The toy stretches me, but this time the pain isn’t severe. It’s hardly painful at all, instead a tight sensation now that I’m warmed up.

“That’s it, Ally,” Dan praises, his voice low. “Push back a little more. Let it stretch you open. It’ll feel so much better once it’s all the way in.”

Slowly, I take the toy deeper until I gasp from the fullness, my pussy pressed to the hilt of the dildo. It’s a feeling I’ve been craving for so long.

“Well done. Such a good listener, doing as you’re told. Are you imagining it’s my cock inside you?” Dan knows exactly what I need, and as I meet his gaze, I realize this moment isn’t really about Dan teaching me to use a dildo. This is our way of having sex, of Dan fucking me and claiming my virginity. So to speak.

“Yes,” I moan.

“Good. Start moving back and forth, nice and slow.”

I do as he says, rocking on my hands and knees, adjusting to the dildo’s size each time it fills me up. Little whimpers leave my lips. All pain is gone and I’m overcome with how good it feels to be wrapped around something so long and thick. My hips find their own rhythm, undulating over the shaft. With each movement I make, I hear the wet sounds of my pussy, and when I look up at Dan, my gaze catches on the erection jutting against his jeans.

“Now you’re getting the hang of this.” He presses a button on the remote, and I feel the toy start to vibrate inside me. The vibrations send a shockwave of pleasure through my body, into my clit, and I moan softly.

“Feel good, baby?” His voice is hoarse.

“Yes,” I wince, trying not to be too loud.

“We’re the only ones home. No need to hold back. You can be as loud as you need to.” He presses another button, and I cry out as the head starts rotating, burrowing its way deeper inside me. “Fuck,” he hisses, his eyes glued to my body. “Take it faster now.”

I obey, picking up speed, my breath becoming shallow and ragged. I’m still damp from the shower and am now working up a sweat. My wet hair clings to my face and neck. I can feel an orgasm coiling deep within me, the sensation different from any orgasm I’ve experienced before. More intense. I’m desperate for it and chase the feeling, my ass slapping against the shower wall each time I impale myself on the dildo. The sight of me like this must be anything but pretty. I don’t recognize myself at all. I don’t care. I just need to come.

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