Good Girl (Sugar Life #2)

29. Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Hudson

“So, what do you think of my new toy?”

“It looks tight, have you used it yet? Might need some stretching,” Darcy replies.

I nod. “Yeah, my first try. It was a bit too tight, to be honest, but once it’s warmed up, it's the perfect fit.”

“Just the pussy? Haven’t tried the ass?”

The toy shifts on the pillow.

“No, I’m keeping the ass off-limits. Don’t want to wreck it. If you want to have a play, you can come over the hole, but don’t insert anything into it.” I eye the toy as I respond to Darcy, wondering when it will settle down. As I have the thought, it relaxes, and the thighs spread wider the tiniest amount.

“Can you warm it up for us? I wouldn’t want to tear it,” Derek requests as he undoes his jeans and gives his cock some room to breathe. Fucker must be in serious pain by now. Neither he nor Emmy came while she was sitting on top of him, even though I saw her rocking, presumably to keep him hard and inside of her.

In response, I pick up the lube and the long, thin, pink vibrator and scoot forward on the couch until I can reach my toy. I flip the skirt all the way over, so it’s not in the way, hold the lube directly over the pussy hole, and squirt a generous amount right on the entrance.

I haven’t bothered warming it up and the toy reacts by making a squealing noise, the sensors in the area apparently not liking the cold. I drop the lube next to the pillow, in case someone else needs it, then rub the vibrator through the lube lengthways until it’s completely coated.

Then I slip the entire thing into the toy in one smooth motion. The toy gasps, and its back arches downward as it becomes accustomed to the thickness impaling it. Just like a real woman. Before it can settle again, I press the button on the side and start up a low, consistent vibration.

“Oh, shit,” the toy says quietly but doesn’t move.

Swiftly, I spank the ass cheek. “Fuck toys don’t make noise. They can alert a user that they are about to come by begging to be fucked harder or thanking them for their cock. Or they can notify of an upcoming system malfunction by saying red.”

The head on my toy drops down and goes silent, allowing me to prep the pussy for my friends.

I jostle the vibrator around, pull it out and put it back in. Slip my finger in around the edges and then flick over the clit, inspecting my toy and making sure everything is in working order. “I’ll leave this in for a few minutes, and once the toy starts to create its own lubricant, it’s warmed up.”

I lean back on the couch and turn the volume up on the movie, until we can’t hear the vibrator anymore. None of us becomes fully immersed in the movie, not with the toy fidgeting and the pelvis starting to twitch as it warms up.

Once the opening scene of the movie has finished and there is a lull in action, I lean forward again and check the toy. The vibrator slips out easily, and I plunge it back in, testing for resistance, but there is none. It glides in and out smoothly.

“The toy is ready,” I say to no one in particular as I leave the vibrator in and get comfy on the couch again, ready to settle into both the movie and the scene.

“Me,” says Xavier quietly, and I’m not at all surprised he wants to go first. Having been away for the afternoon would have been hard for him.

He doesn’t waste a single second, undoing his pants as he stands, cock already hard as he kneels behind my toy.

“Remember, no fucking the ass. I don’t want to ruin it. Would hate to have to buy a new one so soon after getting this one.” I glance toward Darcy, warning him off directly. “Especially you.”

There is a hoarse male groan from Xavier’s direction as Darcy’s eyebrows shoot up. “I heard you the first time.”

“Just making sure.”

Xavier has started up a steady pace, with both hands clutching the globes of the ass cheeks, fingers digging in to gain leverage. The vibrator is glistening wet where it rests on the open space of the wedge pillow next to the toy, indicating the toy was well and truly warmed up before he started using it. When the action on the screen builds again, he slows down, his thrusts turning lazy as he redirects his attention to the movie.

Randomly, he thrusts viciously into the toy, making it jolt, but mostly, he is watching the movie. I go back to concentrating on the screen, heat and need bubbling under my skin. There is no need to supervise the use of my toy. My friends won’t break it.

The sound of gunfire quietens as the robbers contain the bank, quickly replaced by the sounds of the hostages sobbing quietly. Xavier picks up speed again. His skin claps against the fuck toy, and I enjoy the harsh sound.

“F-fuck me harder.”

I glance at the toy. “That was quick, must be your piercing. Don’t let it come too soon, otherwise it’ll need to go into cool-down mode and get tight again.”

Xavier grunts in acknowledgement and slows down. He pulls almost all the way out, just leaving the top inch inside the toy, and ruts back and forth, allowing his piercing to rub at the entrance.

My pants have become uncomfortably fucking tight, and with a sideways look at Darcy and Derek, I can see that Darcy has joined Derek in the jeans-undone-and-cock-out department. Raising my hips, I make myself some room, and as soon as the buttons are undone, I can breathe a little easier. The cool air of the apartment does nothing to reduce my need. If anything, having my cock out makes me want to devour my toy even more.

It doesn’t take long for Xavier to start up. Just as the toy begs to be fucked harder for a second time, he plunges in deep, ass cheeks clenching and back going taut. He lazily thrusts a few more times before pulling out.

Using the ass cheek of the toy, he wipes the underside of his cock clean.

“How was it?” I ask and give my own cock a stroke, trying to ease some of the pressure building in my balls. “As good as a real pussy, right?”

“Better. Might need to get myself one.” Xavier plays with the pussy hole, slipping his fingers in and around, stretching it open, before playing with the clit. He pinches and tugs at it. “What did the manufacturer say about piercings? Will it compromise the quality?”

He pinches the clit on the toy and tugs at it. The sensors must like that, because the toy gives a little jiggle and starts to make moaning noises.

“Yeah, it encouraged piercings, actually. The material can also handle wax, ropes, blade cuts—but you will need to buy the kit to repair those—and it even has a flogger response that causes the skin to pinken like a real sub,” I respond in answer to his question.

Xavier has continued to play with the clit, but makes a noise of acknowledgement and picks up the vibrator with his free hand. “Do I need to put this back in?”

“Please, give me your cock. Please.”

I eye the toy. “No, I don’t think so. Sounds like it wants to come. Let it cool down for a minute, then someone else can play with it.”

Xavier nods, drops the vibrator, and stands up to fix his pants before taking a seat next to me on the couch again. His body relaxes into the cushions like he fucked all of his tension out. His eyes are pinned to the TV, and he mutters, “That won’t fucking work.”

I glance at the movie and watch as one of the robbers uses a blowtorch to try and get into the bank’s vault. Opening my mouth, I start to form words to question him, but then decide, I don’t care how he knows that won’t work.

Sometimes it’s best not to ask.

I focus on the toy, trying to gauge if it's ready for one of my friends, but notice that the pussy opening is clenching periodically. Not cool enough yet. Or has it overheated?

I get up and go around to the head, which is hanging off the edge of the pillow. Careful not to step on the papers and pencils, I take a handful of the hair near the base of the neck and lift it until I can see the toy’s face. Cheeks stained red, mouth parted, and pupils almost as wide as the irises. Not overheated, but close.

Deciding to use the mouth a little, I kneel and drop the head down until my cock slips past the lips. Instant wet heat engulfs my entire shaft, and I fight the urge to fuck straight into it, instead continuing to slowly lower the head until there is resistance and the toy jerks in my grip.

Pulling back, I casually fuck the mouth, luxuriating in the feel of the tongue on the underside. The toy makes some amazing gagging and choking noises that threaten to drag my orgasm out of me, so I pull all the way out and drop the head back down.

I stand up and look down at the toy, brown hair a disarray, skirt flipped up along its lower back, drying cum on her ass cheek, and wet pussy displayed to the room.

Best fucking purchase I have ever made.