Marc was eager to go home, perhaps more than usual, because he knew that it was the day they had picked to use the new toy they bought together. The cop could still remember the face he made when they saw the commercial on TV for this new egg vibrator that could be used remotely by the partner via an application. He instantly glanced at Phoenix, who was very interested in the commercial and was tentatively glancing at him. She wanted to try it. The idea of relinquishing complete control over her orgasm and pleasure to Marc was exciting to her. They talked about it and bought the toy together. A blue egg because it was her favourite color. They agreed to use it a maximum of twice a week to keep things interesting and build up anticipation. He would only use it when she was at home, and only when he wasn't working night shifts. This way he could turn on the egg on his way home and find a very needy and melting phoenix. It worked well for the two of them. That evening was no exception. The night was young, and all Marc could think about was Phoenix. Her scent, the way her honey hair would wrap around his arms and fingers, the way he wanted to cup her face, her lust-blown face and slight blush. He could feel the stir in his loins as he finally got into his car. He put his seatbelt on, turned on the engine, and grabbed his phone for a quick call.
Phoenix had been restless since sunset. She was done correcting copies, done doing some quick laundry and clean-up, done keeping herself busy for the day. All that was left was her and her thoughts. Last week had been so busy that the only thing Marc and Phoenix were able to do was sleep together in the same bed when he was not working the night shift. They would cuddle and sleep, content enough with just the presence of the other and no strength left for their libido to express itself. This week, however, started off nice. They had time to reconnect with each other, flirt, and touch each other. They--She had pent-up energy to get rid of, so when her phone buzzed with Marc's ringtone, she did not waste any second and took the call. She was sitting on her couch, feet on the sofa and head leaned back so she could look at the ceiling. This evening, the teacher was comfortable wearing only a black t-shirt and a pair of blue booty-shorts. Her hair was tied in a loose high ponytail.
"Finally, mon coeur! I wanted to hear your voice all day. Are you coming home?" -longing. Need. Her tone betrayed her growing need to see him. It made the man grin against his phone-
"Yeah. I just wanted to give you some heads up. I'm in the car right now. Are you still wearing the toy like I instructed this morning?"
"Yes, Officer Flynn. It's still in there." -She breathlessly whispered, excitement betrayed by her voice- " I did touch myself, and to be honest, I need to." -She gently swayed her legs, mindlessly spreading and closing them.-
"You won't have to wait for long. I'll start the app and will drive home. Be a good girl and wait for me to come home. Do /not/ touch yourself, no matter how hard you want to. I will do it for you when I'm home, ma'am. Understood?" -She moaned her answer- "Good. See you soon."
He hung up the phone, pressed play on the app, and drove off to their home. Phoenix felt it, the first vibration inside her. It made her whimper, and she first spread her legs in a weak attempt at feeling the vibration better. Instinctively, she tried to close her legs and yanked her head back. Expletive curses escaped her lips in an uninterrupted torrent of words. She quickly grabbed the couch; her knuckles turned white as she held tighter and tried to hold back her moans. She knew she would be loud and first tried to keep quiet, so the moment would be hers and hers only, but it quickly proved to be impossible to do. "Fuck..." She groaned, her hips moving on their own, bucking into the air as if she would be met with his body. She rolled her hips, as if she were riding his cock, the vibration proving to be too much for her to handle. Her toes curled, digging into the couch while her mouth opened, her plump lips allowing her loud moans to escape. "Fuck... Officer Flynn! It's not fair; you make me want to ride your cock, and you're not there." She cursed again, her hips going faster as the toy vibrated faster.
Her body was no longer hers; her pleasure depended entirely on his whim. Phoenix enjoyed it. To be unable to touch herself, to let him pick the pace and intensity of the app (and he always chose the program that left her guessing. It would start slow (or fast), softly (or hard), and would alternate between the two at an unpredictable pace. She could never anticipate it, never knew what to expect, and ultimately, would always end up a fucking mess. He forbade her to touch herself, so she could not cup and squeeze her breasts, could not play with her nipples that started to harden, nor could she rub her pussy, play with her clit until her body was a wet mess. That added pressure to her, an increased desire for more than just the vibrations inside her. It made her pliable, needier, and restless until he came home. That was what Marc wanted: to drive her to that point where she would throw herself at him as soon as he opened the door.
After a while, the toy went harder and faster, leaving her with no other choice but to slide her fingers into her mane and hold fistfuls of honey hair. She opened her legs as wide as she could and turned her head to the side, her moans now echoing through the living room. It felt as if he was pistonning her, and she wished she could hold onto him; she wished she could look into his blue eyes as he pounded into her. She wished he could dirty talk to her, treat her like the needy little slut she was, but he was not there, and she could not touch herself in any way that actually mattered or help. Frustration grew inside her, enmeshed with pleasure as the toy was hitting the right spots, forcing moans out of her chest and turning her on even more. She was so wet that her juices seeped out of her and started to dampen the couch. Her nipples were hard now, as hard as pebbles, thick and gorgeous underneath her top. Her right fingers released her hair and quickly found their way into her mouth. Her index and middle fingers first, quickly joined by the ring finger. That helped. For a moment she could focus on sucking these fingers.
But it did not take long for her to want more. Her legs shook as an unpredicted orgasm washed over her. Damnit! The toy was so good that it made her cum, She could only cry and watch her juices squirt on her booty shorts and the couch. She could only watch her body jump a bit, and her hips buck against the air. She could only slip off the couch and find herself on the floor. She managed to set herself straight; one arm lay on the small table while she was sitting on her heels, legs wide open, her face flustered, her hair disheveled, and her clothes soaked with her juices. She was drooling a little bit on her chin, fingers still in her mouth as she desperately needed to suck on something. "A cock... I need a cock inside me... Fuck...Please, Officer Flynn... I need your cock..." Her nipples were almost tearing her shirt apart; her pussy was now puffy and wet from her juices, glistening in that devouring need for a cock to stretch it and brush against her sensitive place. The toy had slowed down- not just a pleasant buzz inside her to keep her wet and needy, but it was not what she wanted now. She needed deliverance. She needed...
The door opened to a grinning Marc. He heard her on his way to their (hers) apartment. He found her on the floor, and the light in her eyes was enough to tell him that Phoenix would not wait any longer. She crawled towards him, right as he stepped into the living room and got on her knees. Her hands started to stroke his thighs and quickly found their way to his bulge. He tried to make her slow down, but she was not listening to him. She wanted his cock. When he grabbed her face and forced her to look up at his face, Phoenix stopped trying to set his cock free and simply held onto his pants. She looked so good like that, pitiful, pathetically needy, horny beyond belief, and yet unable to touch herself. He noticed the disheveled hair, the saliva that ran down her chin, her hard nipples, and the wet stain on her boxers. He could see desperation in her face, determination to get what she wanted as well, which was him, and a little bit of anger too.
"How dare you forbid me to touch myself? Do you know how feral that makes me, uh?" -Rhetorical. Of course he knew. He wanted her to be like that. Marc chuckled at her cute, angry face. His free hand unfastened his belt.
"I know... But you've been waiting so long; I wanted to reward you a little bit. The toy is still buzzing, right? I won't stop it. I want you to be soaking wet for me, and to feel good while I give you this cock. You'll be a good girl for me, Ms. Rivers? Mmhhh?" -He unzipped his pants, pushed them down, along with his boxers, and finally set his cock free.
Phoenix's eyes grew wide at the sight of his gorgeous cock. Thick, not fully erect but twitching already. Marc had been thinking of her. He was aroused, and she could tell by the way he drew his breath when she touched him. She could tell by the way his eyes were staring at her. He was hot and bothered, and so was she. He swatted her hand away from his cock and took it himself, with his left hand while his right one held a fistful of her honey hair and yanked it back, forcing her to look at him. Those blue eyes of hers, full of unrestrained desire, full of the sweet reproach of a needy woman, were staring at him.
“Stop playing with me.” She warned, her teacher’s voice back in full force. “I don’t have the patience to endure it right now.”
“Oh yeah? I think you aren’t hungry enough for that cock.” A tease. A grin that had curled up his face.
He knew damn well she had lost the last shred of patience she had. But she played along since there was nothing she could /do/ to make a change. Before Phoenix could protest, he guided his tip on her face. He laid it against her cheek. Instantly, Nix tried to turn her head to lick his length, but he removed it before she could. Frustrated, Nix furrowed her brows and pouted. Marc grinned and gently rubbed his tip against her soft cheek. Then moved it over her lips but made sure she could not open her mouth to lick him. He simply went for the other cheek; he rubbed, marked with his scent and his cock.
“Marc! Please!”
“Please, what?” He teased her again. Rubbing his cock against her lips before lifting it up, and keeping her head yanked back so she couldn’t try to lick his cock. She started to pant and grunt. “Come on, Ms. Rivers. Use your words.” He spoke authoritatively. It made her pussy quiver, and she nodded frantically. The teacher moaned and opened her mouth. She stuck her tongue out, her hips still rolled in the air, and her hands held onto his thighs.
"Please, Officer Flynn, give me your cock. I will do anything to suck on it, choke on it, inhale it. Please..."
"Is that what you want, Ms. Rivers? Is this the big cock you wanted to suck? Keep that tongue out and don't close your mouth. Understood?" -She nodded and kept her tongue out. Marc then slapped his cock onto her awaiting tongue. He pushed his cock in her mouth, then pulled away and repeated it a couple of times before he grunted the order to close her mouth on his cock. - "Come on, close those lips around my cock like the good girl you are. Yes, like that, I'll feed you more of my cock, and you will take it all." He pushed his cock into her mouth at a slow and steady pace. She took deep breaths and relaxed as his cock slid into her throat. She looked up at his face, brows knitted up as he finally filled her throat, and her nose brushed against his pelvis.
(part 3)She relinquished control, trusted Marc enough to be able to handle it, and he could tell by the way her eyes stared at him and her brows knitted that she was right where she wanted to be. Her throat was snug, wet, and warm. It made his cock twitch inside, and Marc growled his pleasure. Fuck that felt good! Phoenix felt so good. It took everything in the cop not to thrust into her and create the friction that would get him hard. It took him everything to just relish in the pleasant warmth of her throat. Only when she started to gargle a bit from growing discomfort did Marc pull away from her mouth, his tip still linked to her tongue by saliva. Phoenix breathed in what felt like a first breath after such a long time. She was still panting, hands still holding onto his thighs, nails sinking into his taut flesh. Fuck! Her plump lips, wet from saliva, were so inviting.
"Use my mouth, Officer Flynn... Come on. You were doing so good." -She urged him.-
He released her hair and tugged at her shirt, so she could pull it up and expose her breasts for him. She understood what he wanted without Marc needing to voice his command and pulled her T-shirt up, setting her heavy breasts free from the fabric. Marc groaned and pushed his cock back into he rmouth. This time she was the one trying her best not to simply go and suck him. She waited for his permission instead. Marc was glad that she kept her mouth open, so he could resume pushing his cock in and out of her mouth for a while before finally releasing his cock, grabbing her head, and commanding her to wrap her pretty lips around his cock so he could finally fuck her mouth. She eagerly complied, blue eyes still staring at him while the cop's hips swayed back and forth. He was properly fucking her mouth now, and she was letting him do as he pleased with her. The steady buzz of the toy sent shivers down her spine, and she could feel her juices soak her shorts even more. Sometimes, Marc would allow his right hand to grab her breast and give it a squeeze; sometimes he would pull on her nipple while his hips worked her mouth.
Her saliva dribbled down her chin as she took the brunt of his thrusts in her face. Her moans were almost seeping out of her lips, the sound muffled by his thick meat sliding in and out of her mouth. She was messy, and happy. He felt her fingers sink deeper into his skin, almost breaking it as pleasure was overwhelming her, and for a moment, Marc wanted nothing more than to selfishly use her mouth until he came inside. It would be so easy, so tempting to do that, but he knew the teacher needed to be fucked, so he stopped as soon as he was rock hard. Marc pulled away from her face, his cock wet from her saliva, some dripping onto the floor, and her lust-blown gaze set up on him. Instinctively, she put her index and middle finger back in her mouth and resumed sucking.
"Get on all fours, ass up and face down. You've been a good girl, so I think it's time I give you a proper fucking, Ms. Rivers."
The glee on her face made Marc smile as he watched Phoenix pull her shorts and underwear down her thighs. She then pulled on the string attached to the egg to pull it out and dutifully placed it on the small table in front of the couch. She then turned around and set herself on all fours. Her legs were spread wide, so she could push her ass up and lean her cheek against the floor. Marc licked his bottom lip at the sight of her glorious ass put on display for him. He could see how aroused she was by the look at her puffy pussy, glistening with her juices. Her pretty puffy little pussy that only waited for his cock to come and stretch it. He got on his knees; his hands started to stroke her ass in a caress that was less to admire that ass and more to cup a feel. It was a way for him to touch her, to remind him that it was true and she was his. She was /his/. He grabbed his wet, twitching cock and rubbed his tip up and down her awaiting pussy.
Marc then pushed it inside her in a slow thrust. She groaned her pleasure and gasped as he bottomed out inside her in that one thrust. She was so wet, so welcoming that it was not a struggle to feed her his whole cock. Phoenix moaned softly and braced herself for the delicious friction between them, but Marc did not move. Surprised at first, the teacher did not move. Her eyes shifted from left to right as she hoped he would start fucking her, but nothing. He did /not/ move. He did not? Confused, the teacher propped herself on her arms and then her hands, lifting her top off the floor. It helped her move her top freely, and she turned her head and upper body to have a good look at him. Her face was filled with disbelief at his inaction.
"Why aren't you moving, Officer Flynn?" - her voice was still soft, still submissive, but he could hear the sound of frustration.
"I wanted to feel you." - A truth. A taunt-
"You have already felt me long enough." -Impatience- "Come on, move." -An order....a plea-
"You don't get to tell me what to do, Ms. Rivers. I am still in charge."
"Fuck..No! You have to move. You have to fuck me." -Frustration was growing, and seeing as he did not move, she could not help but start to push back on him. Marc watched her ass bounce against his pelvis. He watched it ripple and smack his skin in a dry sound. He watched her breasts jiggle from her movement and felt the urge to grab them. Instead, he stood still, still trying to watch her frustration grow even bigger-
"Impatient, are we, Ms. Rivers?"
"Fuck you, Officer Flynn." -She said with a bite in her voice. Her angry, scrunched-up face was so cute in a moment like this that Marc couldn't help but chuckle at her. The friction she was desperate to recreate felt good, and it was becoming harder for Marc not to join her. "Fuck you for putting it in and not moving when you know I need you to fuck me!"
She groaned, furrowed her brows, and pushed harder. She had taken a hard and steady pace, bouncing her ass back onto his cock with force as if she wanted to punish him. God, she was hot! She felt so good wrapped around his cock like that. Marc was fighting his own urges, amused at how she was fucking him with anger and frustration. He loved her eyes, the intense gaze she had on, the way she was biting at her bottom lip while she was trying to fuck him hard. Her mouth cursed, shamelessly so, as she spoke like she was his teacher berating him for a bad grade.
"You say that, but look at you right now. mmhh Fucking me hard all by yourself." -His voice was less strict, a little bit more bratty as he was now talking to her like he was her student. Somehow, when she was talking in her teacher's voice, it turned him on even more. When she was impatient like that, speaking with such authority, he loved it even more.
(part 4) "Aahhhh... You're a lazy boy! You know damn well I want you to fuck me hard. I wa...Haannnn... I want...Haan.. I want to be filled by your cock. Deeper! haaan... Harder!!! But you won't give it to me. You naughty boy! So... So... Naughty! I need to... Teach you a lesson!"
She groaned and tried to go faster. She bounced on him as hard as she could. Her moans filled the air, and she kept looking at him, her gaze going from angry to desperate. He still did not move, and she was growing even more frustrated by his inaction. He did not even touch her. He did not hold her waist or grab her ass or any other part of her body for that matter, and it was so frustrating she was on the verge of crying. He could not watch it go on any longer, especially not when she was frustrated to the point that her face was red, her eyes were welling up. Pleasure was on the verge of genuine distress, and he did not want her to feel as if he didn't want her. So he gave her a hard slap on her ass.
"Now, now... that's a very wild accusation against me, Ms. Rivers. I want to give it to you. I just wanted to see for myself just how bad you wanted it. Now that I have seen it, there is no more reason for me to keep you waiting. I do like how you beg, so how about you beg me for that cock? Speak, Ms. Rivers. Use your words and beg for that cock like I know you can."
"Mmmhhhhh Yeah... Please... Officer Flynn... I beg of you to keep fucking me. I need... I need that cop's big cock to fill me up good. Please! I need... aahh... I need that officer's cock deep into that little pussy. Please.. Haan... Been wanting it for days... Been needing it for fucking days. Please. I need you to pound that shit, pound it. Pound it until it's a fucking mess. I need... I need... I need you. I need you, please... Please fuck me like the slut I am, Officer Flynn! Fuck me like the slutty little freak I am. Haaaan, always needing your cock inside me, always needing something in my mouth, I could not wait for you to undress; I was already on my knees waiting for you to give me your cock. Haan... Aaaahhh! Yes!!!!"
He pulled away while she was talking and slammed right back into her when she was not even done talking. He could not wait any longer. He had to have her. Phoenix dropped her head a little bit. She shut her eyes and moaned louder as Marc went hard on her. He didn't even give her time to adjust, and with a hand on her waist to help guide her body, the cop pulled her onto his cock while he pushed forward. He set up a brutal and fast pace and watched her body jiggle, Phoenix barely holding it together as he was finally giving her what she so desperately wanted. Her moans were loud. They reverberated against the walls of the living room as he pistonned into her.
"Is that what you wanted? uh? Is this that big cock you wanted, Ms. Rivers? You're so fucking wet, so tight around me. You like that big cock, uh? You like when I take you deep like that, uh?" She moaned louder, her voice now a little strained because she did not stop moaning. " Yeah? You're so naughty, Ms. Rivers, so needy! You practically threw yourself at me to suck my cock. You like sucking cocks, uh? You like keeping your mouth busy and full, mmhh? My god, your pussy feels so good. Come here."
He thrusted hard into her and bottomed out inside her pussy. She gasped as he pulled her back. He sat on his heels and made her lean against his chest. His left hand grabbed her breast, and he planted several kisses on her neck, her cheek, her nose. He gently whispered to her, in a softer voice, "Let me kiss you." She moaned and nodded softly. He pressed his lips to hers, enjoying her delicious taste, the one he could not get tired of. He licked her lips, and she opened her mouth to deepen their kiss. Her hips moved up and down at a slower pace. Her right hand moved to her pussy. She rubbed her clit in slow circles, and her other hand moved up and behind her head so she could slide her fingers into his head and stroke his head.
"That's right. That's right. Haaan... Haaan, I love your cock. I love your fucking cock. It's so deep inside me.... Officer Flynn! You feel so good. I am so full of your cock, so full... I love it! I love it! I love fucking you like th---Shit! Shit! fuck me... Fuck me... Fuck my tight little pussy... Fuck your slutty teacher, like that... haaan... Shit... I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum again... I'm gonna cum on your big cock."
"Yeah? Yeah? Go ahead! Cum on my fucking cock... Cum on that big cock that drives you crazy. Uh? The one you cried for. Mmhh? Come on, do it for me, gorgeous. Cum for me." -He cupped her other breast and started to knead both with a firm grip.-
His hands felt so good on her; his fingers expertly pulled on her nipples, his tongue played with hers, and he groaned between their lips as she went faster on him. She went harder, faster, and while riding him, she finally reached her peak. She did not stop jumping on him but slowed down. Her fingers stopped rubbing her clit, and she stopped kissing him and fed him her fingers. Marc eagerly sucked on them while he picked up the pace. He needed his release. He needed to cum inside her and selfishly fucked her harder. He was still sucking her fingers, but both his hands were now holding her waist. He watched her body bounce on him, her curves jiggling all over the place.
She was so beautiful. So damn beautiful that he did not know what luck brought them together. He did not know what he did to deserve her, but he would be damned if he did not enjoy her and appreciate the moment spent with her. She removed her fingers from his mouth and put both hands on his thighs to keep her balance while he went harder on her. He came after a while, shooting rope after rope of his white seed inside her snug little womb. He came out in a loud groan and a curse. His head went hot white as the only thing he wanted was to lose himself into her. He wanted to lose himself to the moment. She moaned with him, enjoying his pleasure and still riding hers. She was right where she wanted to be. Right with who she wanted to be with. She gasped and dropped her head. He planted several kisses on her shoulder and the back of her neck.
"I love you." -She whispered with a warm voice-
"I love you too." -He said in the softest voice he could muster-
"You can't love me more than I do. I love you to the moon and back." -She grinned and twisted a bit her chest to be able to look at him. "I love you more than life itself." -She scrunched up her face in her famous smile and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
"How can I compete with that?" -He chuckled and kissed her back. He smiled at her cuteness and wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her into a hug. His chin rested against her shoulder, and he closed his eyes. "Do you feel better?"
"Yeah... I'm not done yet, but I need a short break. Do you want to drink something?"
"Yeah, water, but for now I want to keep holding you for a moment."
She positively hummed, and they stayed in a gentle embrace together. She was happy right there. So happy with Marc in ways she could not express. But she was. They were.
-TBC-
