My Good Girl

There was a small chuckle. "Sorry," Tari tried not to laugh as a ball rested on her lips. "It's just that you started out so confidently." She took a deep breath and motioned for Debbie to try again. "Open your mouth and relax your jaw. Do it slowly." Momentarily shifting her focus to Debbie, she gathered the blonde's hair in a ponytail and helped steady her, pushing her head down, managing to get more of his cock into her mouth. Seeing how it couldn't go more than slightly halfway, Tari helped to bob Debbie's head. "Keep up that rhythm and push down a little more each time. You should be able to get more in. Eventually."

Carefully, Tari released her guiding grasp and watched Debbie try to keep at it... only to choke suddenly and go back to a shallower depth that was more comfortable for her.

Tari chuckled condescendingly and shook her head. "You had one job."

He moaned as his cock hit the back of Debbie's throat. "It's the effort.. that counts... fuck."

Debbie moaned as she sucked away desperately at Julian. He was beautiful, all angles, hard muscles and clear lines. When he hit on her on the plane, she felt so flattered... and who knew that he was Tari's Julian? She seemed to go for the nerds and Julian was, well, it wasn't that he wasn't smart... he just seemed like such a knucklehead sometimes.

But a cock was a cock was a cock and Tari was apparently a closet slut extraordinaire. Debbie supposed, she should have seen this coming. Julian was delicious and she would be damned if she couldn't at least suck him off as well as Tari did. "Your cock tastes so good, Stud," Debbie mumbled as she stuck her tongue out, shaking her head to slap the cock against the inside of her cheek.

As she suckled away, finally building a good and steady rhythm, Debbie saw Tari's form stand, kissing Julian's right knee as he tangled his fingers among the black waves of her hair. Her delicate sensuous lips moved upwards in a slow crawling kiss. Her tongue flattened and curled as she made her way up his hip and abdomen, stopping at a spot right over his heart. She turned her head, towards his large hand and kissed the wrist and palm before pushing him to recline a little lower. Confidently, Tari straddled him, blocking Debbie from view, though he could still feel her sucking away at him. Debbie's blue eyes were replaced by Tari's smooth golden hips, the curve of her ass brushing against his navel as her pussy... her clit... hot and wanting pressed themselves wantonly against his middle.

Julian's attention was now fully on Tari as she leaned forward and with one hand, stroked his face - tracing the hairline and then, in a burst of inspiration, retraced the first time she had touched him in that way. Her fingertips outlined his brow, the slope of his nose - each feature that added up to a devastatingly handsome face. Her thumb stroked his cheek as she ground herself against him, her hard clit rubbing as she bit down on her lower lip. Her fingers traced the bow of his lips as her dark locks brushed his face, her perfume filling his lungs.

"I've never forgotten you," she murmured. "How you cared for me, adored me... took care of me... this face." She kissed his forehead and smiled when she felt him inhale deeply against her throat. "That mind."

His cock, buried in Debbie's mouth, throbbed as he pulled Tari to him with one strong arm. "What does my good girl want?"

"I want my Bull," she breathed against his mouth. "Mine."

He opened his mouth to answer but felt a sudden shove come up from between his legs as Debbie pushed Tari out of the way. "We were supposed to share!" she snapped at Tari as the latter pulled her face from the crook of Julian's neck.

Tari got off Julian and grabbed Debbie by the roots of her hair, yanking her head back at an uncomfortable angle as she stepped on her thigh to keep her kneeling. "Listen here, you dumb bum bitch," Tari's voice coldly skewered her. "You had your chance. You got drunk before your date, drank more on your date... made me your fucking designated driver, as you always do when we go partying. And you can't suck cock worth a damn, even with instruction."

Debbie whimpered, surprised at the sudden aggression her friend was capable of. "Tari-"

"You know what, just shut the fuck up and guide my Bull into me."

"Bull, please..." Debbie glanced at Julian who was watching the scene unfold with interest, a quiet smile on his face.

"No, he may be our Stud... our Sir," Tari gripped Debbie's hair harder, pulling her face even closer to hers. Her cheeks were pink and she was breathing deeper and more languidly. Debbie even laid a gentle hand on Tari's thigh, fingers stroking her skin almost reverently. Tari released her grasp pushing Debbie's head away from her. "But my Bull."

Debbie squirmed, her pulse racing, "Stud, please..."

Julian placed a calming hand on Tari's waist and hoisted her above him before turning her around and laying her tenderly on the bed. One large arm went under her left knee, prying her legs apart, splaying her wide and putting her delicious cunt on display. His cockhead teased her entrance. "You heard what Kitten asked, Debbie. Get to it," he smiled at Tari as he spoke, his green eyes staring right into hers. "And you... don't you ever fucking look away from me."

Debbie's pulse raced as she watched the two of them get ready to fuck. She was wet - throbbing even between her legs. Her hand went between her legs to ease herself, touching her pussy lips in tandem with Julian as he teased Tari, his attention completely on her. "Fuck..." she breathed, getting turned on by the scene before her.

Tari cupped his face, her eyes wide and drunk with adoration. Her brown eyes tender as she kissed him. She whispered in his ear. "Not to break the moment but I think... Debbie's getting off on this."

Julian grinned against her skin and looked at the blonde. "Someone's friend is a cuckquean."

"I don't care what the whore is."

"How does it feel to have me again, Kitten?"

The feel of his flesh pressing against her only made Tari hungrier for him. "You feel amazing, Bull."

"My poor Kitten, how long has it been since you were stretched and filled?" He kissed her neck and down towards her breasts, gripping her nipple between his teeth as his cock left a trail of precum down her thigh. "A woman like you needs to be serviced every day. What does my girl want?"

"I want you to fuck me," Tari breathed, pulling his face to hers, a hand flat on his chest as she looked him in the eye. "I want Debbie to slide that cock in me and watch how it affects me-"

Debbie, snapping out of her daze, crawled forward. Blue eyes glassy with lust as she brushed the fine golden hair out of her face. "Please don't make me do this, Julian... please."

"I'm waiting, Debbie. Stop wasting time," Julian repeated, teasing a writhing Tari as he got his cockhead slick with her juices.

"Tari, please.." her voice pleading but husky with desire, her fingers already reaching out despite the words that left her mouth. "Don't make me do this. Please... it's humiliating..."

"And you like it," Tari's eyes remained on Julian's even as she spoke to Debbie. "Guide that cock into me, useless slut. Maybe you'll learn something."

Whimpering, Debbie's fingers wrapped around Julian's cock and placed it at the entrance of Tari's wet cunt, marvelling at the way it stretched and enveloped his cock head as he pushed it in.

"Oh, fuck... Tari... my kitten," he breathed against her skin as his lips pressed against her forehead. "You feel so good. This is where my cocksleeve belongs... on my dick. My fucking breeding bitch..." He growled as he kissed her again, picking up where they had left off before Debbie interrupted them. "Your little kitten cunt is so fucking tight and drenched... you need this..."

Tari arched her back, pressing her breasts against him. "I do. Been thinking about this all evening... I wanted you from the moment I saw you. Your hands on me-"

Tari gripped his biceps.

"Your thighs parting mine..."

Her toes curled against his back as she drew a foot along his sculpted thigh and back.

Debbie whined as she watched Julian's cock slowly piston in and out of Tari as she spoke. She sank back on her heels and watched their bodies mesh, meld and surprisingly, held on to Tari's outstretched hand for a few seconds before she released it so Tari could hold on to her bull fully.

"Your cock in me again!" Tari finished as he drove it deep into her, pushing it into her with such fervour that she felt it bruise her from the inside. "Bull!"

"Kitten... my good girl," he began to thrust, his hips moving sensually as he grunted against her jaw, his lips parted as he breathed hard. "My. Good. Fucking. Girl."

Her cunt wrapped around his cock easily, tight and pulsing as he pushed deeper into her, his large frame overwhelming her comparatively tiny frame. Pulling his arm free from under her knee, he pinned her arms over her head. His wide hands held her small wrists easily as he loomed over her.

Debbie's fingers furiously rubbed her clit as she watched his muscles move under his glowing skin, dewy with sweat in the dim light. His ass clenched as his hips shifted sinuously in long smooth motions, each pause punctuated with a moan from either one of them. She wanted him to fuck her but this... was somehow more right. He looked absolutely magnificent fucking Tari's ripe body - resplendent and made more alluring by the very way she lost herself in him. The way she swallowed him, marked him as hers... and now accepting him fully as he fucked her brutally and tenderly... Debbie gave out a short sharp cry as she shuddered and gushed over her own fingers.

Tari and Julian turned their heads to her as she collapsed back on her heels, pausing in mid-fuck.

"Get the hell out, Debs," Tari breathed after a few seconds of silence.

"What?" Debbie blinked, gathering her wits.

"Get out," Tari grinned. "You're done, aren't you? Get lost."

Debbie quickly wiped her hands on her thighs. "No, please.. Let me watch... He doesn't have to fuck me, Tari. Just let me watch." She looked at Julian in turn, her eyes wide once more. "You don't have to. Please...just let me watch."

Julian grunted as he pushed into Tari again. "I don't have time for this. Get out so Kitten can come on my bull cock with no distractions, slut. Out."

"But-"

"Out or you'll never get to see this again."

Debbie whined, her body hot with desire once more but backed away.

"Shut the door and your mouth too."

Obediently, she did so, retreating out the door and shutting it behind her. Her shadow lingered outside, showing through the gap between the door and floor. Julian shut his eyes and laughed into Tari's neck. "She's still outside," he whispered.

"We should just get on with the show," she laughed quietly as he kissed his way back to her mouth.

"What an evening."

Tari nodded, shaking her head as she took a deep breath. "I know, right."

He kissed her longingly, releasing her hands so she could wrap her arms around his neck as he began to move in her again. "How are you feeling? Did you like that?"

She groaned as he fucked her in sweetly, shallow thrusts that drove her crazy. "I didn't hate it... but I'm more surprised than anything else," she kissed him. "I was jealous for a bit."

He grinned against her mouth and kissed her in between words. "I was so worried that you were going to get pissed off and kick me out of your house. For real this time."

It was her turn to laugh and she did so, giggling softly in that controlled way of hers. Soft lips moved as she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts. "I would have if you fucked her."

"Honestly, once you got started, I kind of forgot she was there."

"Bet you say that-"

"Only to you, Kitten," he cut her off and straightened up, raising his body so it was fully in her view. "Watch me give you what you want."

She gasped as he finally started fucking her, holding on to her ankles before thrusting "You're the worst. The absolute worst."

"The best, I've been told by some smart-mouthed librarian."

"It's atrocious how much I want you-"

"Fuck. Keep talking."

"That body, that mouth... you're so goddamned hot."

"Kitten..."

"Pump me full of cum, Bull. Fuck your little kitten till she breaks. Show her why you're her Bull and only hers. Cum in my tight cunt... no one else comes close to you... no one else can fill me up like this..." Tari lifted her hips and groaned. "I want to feel owned and filled like this every day."

"...Every day, Tari.. if you want me," his voice paused even as his body continued to move within her. "If we stay long enough to work it out.. Fucking hell... I can't forget you."

She nodded "...I adore you, Julian."

"...Do you?"

"...Always-"

"-Fuck. I lo-" He groaned loudly as he sped up his thrusts, her mewling cries and whimpers fading as he only thought about shooting his cum deep in her cunt - giving her what she wanted, a strong grunting bull fucking her up. "Kitten!" he growled loudly, filling her cunt with thick hot sperm. "Fucking take it!"

She moaned, grinding her clit against his skin, cumming seconds after he did. Her cream mingled with his cum as she came all over his cock. "Fuck me, yes!"

There was a soft cry from outside the door that went nearly unnoticed as the two of them stayed on Tari's bed. Julian collapsed, his weight falling across Tari's tiny frame for a bit. He heard her gasp momentarily, the wind knocked out of her lungs before he quickly pushed himself up on his forearms, only resting his lower half on her.

"Stay in me for a while," she whispered to him, kissing his cheek.

He nodded, breathing laboriously as he felt his seed begin to seep out of her. Lust and desire began to clear when he finally softened and slipped out of her naturally. He sighed and rolled off her, staring at the ceiling for a bit. "Fuck."

There was a soft knock at the door. "Guys?"

Tari sat up, gathering a blanket to cover herself as Julian absentmindedly grabbed a pillow to do the same. "Come in, Debs."

The door handle turned as the blonde popped her head in. She smiled at them. "Listen... I think it's pretty obvious you guys need to figure some things out and I'm not touching your issues with a ten-foot pole," Debbie said as graciously as she could.

Tari looked at Julian who subtly grasped her hand under the blanket. "Yeah, sorry you had to find out this way. We should have handled it better... but you are right. Tari and I need to sort things out."

"I'm really sorry, Debs," Tari finally said, forcing herself to look her friend in the eye. "It really was bad form to let it come to this. I'll look for a new apartment."

"But it is what it is, right? " The blonde shrugged and smiled slightly, "I had fun. No hard feelings, really. We can talk about it tomorrow if you want but first, I'm going to bed before this hangover kills me. Also, if you decide to work things out and get married, you better invite me to your wedding, especially after this bullshit you both pulled. On me. On each other. Goodnight, you two." She shut the door behind her and left Tari and Julian alone again.

"Do you think she meant that?" Julian asked Tari once he was sure they were truly alone.

"Debbie's a ditz but she's a nice ditz. So yes, probably."

"What about the bit about working things out?" he added slowly. "What do you think about that?"

Tari took a deep breath. "I'm scared we might fail. We get along like a house on fire but we each have a lot growing up to do."

He held on to her hand, Debbie's words hanging between them. "I really want to work this out with you."

She nodded as he pulled her to him, leaning her head on his chest, quietly relishing the feel of him against her. "Me too. Talk about it tomorrow?"

"As long as we talk about it. Seriously, this time."

"Mmhmm. I'd like that." She yawned against him, nuzzling his chest.

He kissed the crown of her head and turned off the night light. Keeping her head on him as they lay down on her bed, stroking her hair, allowing her to fall asleep on him. "My good girl," he breathed, whispering to himself as he succumbed to slumber. "Mine."