A Bit More Than You’re Used To

“What’s the matter, Kathy? Is it a bit more than you’re used to.” May’s voice was a low, teasing murmur that sent a shiver down Kathy’s spine.

Kathy’s eyes were glued to the sight, her breath caught in her throat. How could she not stare? May was brazen, legs splayed in blatant invitation, panties deliberately pushed aside to reveal her cock. She was right, too. Even soft, May was thicker and larger than Kathy’s ex had been. Forcing her gaze upwards, Kathy met May’s amused eyes. Her own face burned, a blush creeping up her neck to stain her cheeks.

“See what you’ve been missing?” May’s tongue flicked out, tracing her lips in a slow, deliberate taunt, her expression daring. She made no effort to conceal herself. Kathy’s jaw went slack, words failing her in the face of such blatant confidence.

The two of them had been flirting, well… mostly May, for a few weeks now and the invitation back to her place wasn’t a surprise. Kathy knew when she accepted it that perhaps something would happen, and yet she was still not prepared. A few, tentative kisses, maybe, that was all she had expected. But this… God, it was growing, thickening before her eyes! She risked a glance at May, who offered a slow, knowing nod, a silent acknowledgement of her own mounting desire.

“We both know you know what to do, Kathy.” May’s voice was a husky purr. “I guarantee my girlcock will give you pleasure David could only dream of.”

Kathy’s eyes drifted back down. May’s cock was fully hard now, jutting out thick and proud, a column of flesh that pulsed with blatant invitation, demanding attention. Kathy’s tongue darted out, wetting her lips. A surge of anticipation coursed through her. She knew exactly what to do. Pushing back from the table, she slid to her knees on the cool floor, her gaze never leaving May’s cock. Leaning forward, she extended her tongue, ready to taste May’s beautiful, big, cock.