Page 81 of Deadly Aloha
“Have you now?” I raised an eyebrow. “You naughty minx. You know the rule.” Any new sex toys we got, we had to use together.
“It’s still in the package!” she defended. “I haven’t used it yet.”
“Good girl. Describe it for me.”
“It’s as close to you as I could find. About seven and a half inches, about your girth, and it has an optional suction cup attachment for the base.”
“Does it now?” The idea of adding it to our shower routine was promising. Make her fuck the wall while sucking me off, or I could put it in her ass while I shaved her pussy. Lu was flexible, and she liked light bondage too. The possibilities were endless.
I continued to stroke my dick, a slow and languid motion, not caring in the least that the others could hear and/or see both Lu and I from their seats.
“Tell me, if I was there right now, what would you want me to do to you?” She started to bring the phone all the way up to her face again, but I said, “No, keep the camera on your pussy. Tell me while you play with yourself.”
The view on Tangaloa’s screen traveled back down her abdomen until she resumed her position with the camera between her legs.
“Mmm,” she moaned, and I turned the volume up on Tangaloa’s phone. “If you were here right now, I’d demand a full-body massage.”
“Oh yeah?”
Her fingers dipped low, sliding into her entrance to dampen her fingers with some juices before returning her attention to her clit. “Mm-hm… But the happy ending kind of massage.”
“Only kind I know how to give,” I quipped. I spread my legs further, moving my hand down to grip my balls. They were sitting full and heavy. Ever since I’d seen that pregnancy test, myballs felt like they’d won a Gold Medal at the Olympics. “Would I start with your shoulders?”
“No.” Her voice was breathy, just how I liked it. Her hips rocked on the screen, her fingers increasing. “My breasts.”
“Really?” I raised an eyebrow.
“They’re so sore, but they feel better when I massage them. I thought they’d feel even better in your hands. But, you know, avoid the nipples.”
Seemed contradictory, but I was always up for a challenge. “After I cum, I’m ordering you one of those phone-reading stands that hook to the side of your bed. I want both of your hands free next time we do this.”
“Hm,” she hummed. “Are they expensive?”
I shrugged, not caring. “Tangaloa’s account and credit card, what do I care?”
Lu’s breathy laugh came across the phone as “Asshole!” was shouted from the other side of the plane. I chuckled too.
“What would I massage next? Your neck, perhaps?”
“That sounds nice.” Her fingers dipped low again. This time they stayed there, pumping her middle and ring fingers in and out of her wet pussy.
“I could make you ride your new dildo as I massage your neck.” Fuck, watching her finger herself had me close to coming, but like hell was I going to be the first to blow. “The next dildo we get is going to be a silicone replica of my dick. We can still use the others too, but I want to always have at least one of my dicks inside you.” Her hand started to pick up her pace. “Think about it, Lu. We can even get a plug that’s a replica of my cock. You’d walk around all day in those skimpy little shorts I fucking love, showing off your cute little cheeks. Meanwhile, no one knows you’ve got my dick in your ass.”
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned.
“That excites you, don’t it,Hokupa?a? Having my big dick inside you for hours, feeling it rub against your walls with each step…” She was close. Her movements were turning frantic. “You’d be ready for me. Primed by my own cock. Anytime, anywhere, I could bend you over anything, pull the plug out, and fuck your ass. Once I’m done, I’ll put the plug back to hold my cum inside youall day lo?—”
Her pleasure-filled cry cut off my last word. The sight of her fingers getting wetter and wetter as she orgasmed had my balls draw up tight. I pumped my fist even harder as white jizz landed on my abdomen and chest. I groaned in deep satisfaction. Sex with Lu was fantastic even when we were thousands of miles away from each other.
I saw her legs slump and it took a moment for her to detangle her arm and her leg to bring the phone back up to her face. Her blinks were slow, and she looked half asleep.
“Think you can sleep now?” I asked softly.
She nodded, turning her cheek against her pillow. “Mahalo, Aloiki. I needed that.”
“I know. Sleep well, Lu. This time tomorrow, I’ll have Nishi and we’ll be heading home. I swear it.”
She fell asleep smiling. I watched her for a moment to ensure she was really out before hanging up the phone. I quickly went onto Tangaloa’sAmazonaccount and ordered Lu that phone stand I told her about.
