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“Not in the least, darlin’.”

“Are you still sticking with your story that Trigger is gay?” Pippa questions with a knowing smirk.

“Would you believe me if I told you that I’m positive I’ve seen him checking out my ass?” I ask her back.

“No.”

“I’m taking the fifth. Let’s go to my room, chill out and see if you want to sexually torture the truth from me, yeah?”

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We’re lying in my bed, on our sides facing each other. Pippa decided she’d like to spend the night with me here instead of driving home. While I want her naked, I’ll take this anytime. She’s in one of my t-shirts and a pair of panties. She looks hot as fuck with those long, golden legs sticking out of my shirt. I have my hand in her hair, stroking it and letting it slip through my fingers while we talk.

“You made a comment earlier I’d like to revisit,” I tell her.

“What comment?”

“You said you have your kinks too. Let’s discuss them,” I tell her, my voice deepening with just the thought of Pippa being kinky.

She grins mischievously and now I really want to know.

“Everyone has things that they consider kinky but it may not be to someone else. You know what I mean? It may seem like a wild thing to me but be everyday average for another person.”

“Tell me one of the things you think of as kinky that you like and I’ll tell you if it’s average stuff for me,” I request.

I’m expecting something tame from her. Something that is very vanilla. But Pippa again shocks the shit out of me when she replies.

“I use a small vibrator for my ass when making myself come,” she states quietly. Like I might be upset about it. Like that doesn’t make my cock instantly start weeping.

“Fuck me, babe. I want to watch that happen so much. I want to see your face when you come. It’ll be a beautiful thing, I already know,” I tell her while rearranging my cock.

“I want to watch you touch yourself, too. I picture that when I’m getting off, Pooh. You’re hot as hell and I use mental images of you jacking yourself or showering to push myself over the edge.”

Pippa has shocked the fuck out of me. I didn’t expect her to be so okay with talking about sex when she was upfront about not being very experienced. She may be a lady by day, but she is a dirty girl at night. And she owns that shit without batting an eye. She couldn’t be more perfect for me.

“We can make that happen anytime you want, babe. Fuck, I’m hard as a rock right now. I like that you’re willing to talk about sex and not hiding from it.”

“I believe that if someone is not willing to talk about their likes, dislikes or fantasies with someone then they shouldn’t be having sex with that person. Sex should be anticipated and savored, not rushed through in a dark room. I have no problem talking about it. I just don’t like to rush into it until I feel comfortable with the other person and I want to be intimate with them and not just wanting an orgasm. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah, baby, it does,” I answer her. I’m loving these different layers to Pippa. She’s not as prim and proper as she appears and that makes her all the more interesting.

“What kinds of kinks do you have?” she asks.

“I want to tie you up and blindfold you. I want to put your juicy ass in a sex swing and enjoy you from every angle.”

“That’s hot! I now want that too. But I’m not into public or group sex. I like things private and I don’t share. Cheating is a game changer for me, Pooh.”

“Same here, babe. If you’re mine, you’re only mine and I don’t want anyone else seeing you naked or seeing your face during an orgasm.”

“I think we’re on the same page, Pooh. Can I cuddle you now?”

“Fuck yeah, doll.”

Pippa

When I wake up, I’m momentarily confused as to where I am. Then I feel the heat at my back and the legs that are entwined with mine and know that I’m in Pooh’s bed and arms. He’s curled around me from behind and my cheek is resting on his bicep. I push my ass backwards and feel his hardening cock pressing against me.

I slowly move my right arm behind me and gently run my hand over his length. When he walked out of his bathroom last night in just his boxer briefs, I got a good look at all that he is packing. And this fucker is packing! I feel his breathing change and know that he is awake now. I continue running my hand up and down his length knowing that I’m making it grow in length and width and that does something wonderful to my female parts.

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