My Rival / My Rival Ch. 04

"I... I do!" she responded, almost stumbling over her words. For once, I felt like the more confident one, watching her struggle to even speak to me.

Seeing the beautiful brunette's reaction to my outfit made me feel so proud of myself, I wasn't even embarrassed to admit I really liked the idea of buying lingerie. "It was just difficult not to ruin the surprise and send you a picture of me wearing it."

McKayla lit up like a Christmas tree before pulling her phone out of her back pocket. "Oh, my God! I totally did the same thing, but I never even showed you!"

I'm sure she had something really hot to show me, but in that moment, it just didn't matter. My confidence was so high from her gawking at me in my outfit, I was just ready to take her as my prey.

I grabbed her phone from out of her hand and pulled her into my bedroom by her little shorts. As dominant as her personality was, she just loved to crumble at my fingertips whenever I showed any level of assertiveness.

Now at the foot of my bed, I quickly undressed her, ripping her shorts to the floor and pulling her top straight over her head. Despite how weak I was, I lifted her up, causing her to gasp as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. I then carried her to the center of the bed before laying her down comfortably so we could make out.

Every time our lips touched, there was a lot of passion, but this time was different. McKayla kissed me so hard I could feel fireworks as her tongue caressed mine. She was kissing me with an intensity different from anything I experienced before.

Still unable to completely understand what was going through her mind, I just assumed she was extremely turned on. Wanting to give her the pleasure she deserved, I began ripping her underwear off.

Even though my lingerie was see-through enough to show my all my goodies, I still felt powerful in it, while having McKayla completely naked. She was more handsy than normal, but I continued my dominant streak, smacking her tits and ass whenever she squirmed too hard. I played with her clit just enough to get her goosebump covered body trembling for my next move. With how desperately she was acting for me, I decided not to tease her for too long.

Holding her down firmly, I quickly slid my finger into her soaking wet pussy. The naughty brunette squirmed almost uncontrollably, moaning in a high pitch I had never heard from her before. Thinking I had just hit the target perfectly, I stroked her with my finger, stimulating her G-spot.

My little baby was struggling so hard, there was nothing she could do but take the pleasure I was giving her. She opened her eyes for just a second to get a glimpse of me working on her, but the stimulation took over, shutting her back down and forcing her eyes closed as she moaned for me.

Making McKayla cum was never a problem for me. I always took pride in the orgasms I gave her. This time, however, I was a bit surprised to see her tightening up, like she was about to have a humongous climax after only a minute of stimulating her. I just assumed she was super turned on by my lingerie and everything I was doing.

Feeling extra hot from all her reactions, I decided to talk dirty to her for a bit. "You love it when I wear lingerie, don't you?" I asked, driving up the intensity of my stroking motion.

"Mmmmmmhm!" she struggled to moan out.

"And you love when I get aggressive, don't you?"

"Mmmhmm!!!"

"And you love the way I rub your G-spot, huh, Baby?"

"Yes!!!"

Maybe I was having too much fun with the dirty talk, but feeling an epic orgasm about to erupt, I asked one final question. "Do you love it when I make you cum?"

With the biggest struggle on her face, McKayla opened her eyes and spewed out, "I love you!" before going back to her high-pitched moaning.

Adrenaline rushed through my body, and I began fingering her even faster without realizing it. With my mind now in a frenzy, I couldn't even control what my body was doing.

Going from the fetal position to almost bending all the way backwards, McKayla's eyes rolled back as the orgasm took over and shut her entire body down. As sexy as she looked, cumming with my index finger hooked inside her, I was too busy pondering over the three that came out of her mouth to focus on how sexy she looked.

The more I thought about it, the warmer my heart started to feel. There was no way someone as amazing as her could ever love a girl like me, but if it was true, my heart would absolutely melt into a sea of never-ending gratification.

My insecurities tried to convince me she said something else but I knew what I heard. Hoping she would say it again, I continued fingering her, pretending as if I didn't hear it. Despite having several more orgasms, she never repeated the words.

When I was done taking care of the sexy brunette, I could tell I had probably gone a little too far with the fingering action. McKayla looked completely worn out, panting heavily as she was lying on her back with her eyes closed. I didn't want to push the issue and force her to say something she didn't want to say, so I just cuddled up beside her.

Despite my confidence being at an all-time high, I couldn't help but wonder if she said it just to make the sex more exciting. That was something I used to think about when I first started getting involved with her. Everything McKayla had done up to this point had proven how genuine she was, but in this moment... I just couldn't help but wonder why she muttered those special words.

*****

McKayla

Despite never having confidence issues in my entire life, I somehow found myself as the insecure one in the relationship after my embarrassing display. Telling Emily I loved her wasn't the embarrassing part, however. It was the fact that I was too afraid to say it to her face, and instead, let it out in the midst of having an orgasm.

Credit to the blonde angel, she made me cum so hard, the entire thing was pretty foggy. Unfortunately, I was pretty sure I practically yelled it at the top of my lungs, so there was no way she didn't hear me say it.

Luckily, Emily was such a sweetie that she never even brought it up. Instead, she just cuddled with me as I recovered from all the mind numbing orgasms I suffered to her pretty little fingers.

That's what I loved about her... Yeah, I was at the point where I could admit I loved her. It wasn't so hard to admit it to myself after spewing it out in such a pathetic fashion. But I digress...

I loved the way she read me so well. As much as prided myself on giving Emily what she needed, I think she had proven herself to be even better at it than I was. With her lack of confidence, she could be quite hesitant, but when she just followed her heart... she had the perfect response for all of my desires.

We didn't say much to each other after all the crazy sex. I guess Emily knew I felt awkward and wanted to give me some space. I do remember kissing her, however, so that always put a smile on my face.

When I woke up, I turned around and laid my eyes on Emily's adorable face. She was sleeping so peacefully, I could just cry watching her resting like an angel. She even did that cute thing where her hands were clasped together like she was praying, and her head was resting on top.

The only thing I wasn't super thrilled about was Emily changed out of that sexy lingerie set she wore the previous night. I mean, she still looked hot in whatever she wore, but God damn, you should have seen how smoking hot she was in that pink lingerie.

By now, it had become pretty common for us to sleep over at each other's apartment. I knew that Emily didn't enjoy sleeping with socks, so I figured she took the fishnet stockings off as well.

Thinking I had missed my opportunity to fully enjoy her outfit, I looked up at the ceiling and let out a sigh. Unfortunately, the breath I took was a little too loud. The little blonde Angel open her eyes and yawned before whispering, "McKayla? Are you okay?"

"Oh... ummm, yeah..." I responded, not really knowing what to say. It's not like I could tell her I was disappointed she changed out of that outfit.

Of course, she just looked at me and smiled. It melted my heart the way she understood me, even when I did a poor job of explaining myself.

Feeling awkward about what I did the previous night, I decided it might be best just to leave. Putting on my T-shirt, I started getting out of bed as I said, "I should probably get going."

"Oh... Where are you going?"

"Uhh... I figured I should just get back to my apartment."

"Do you have any plans today?"

"Not really..."

"Oh, okay..." the cute blonde mumbled, staring down into her own lap.

Noticing her change of tone, I suddenly felt guilty for being so cold to such a sweet girl. "What's wrong?" I asked, hoping to cheer her up.

After mulling it over for a moment, Emily looked at me with her deep blue eyes and expressed, "I was just thinking... if you don't have any plans... maybe we can just keep hanging out?"

God, you should have seen how adorable she was when she asked me that. Despite how unwelcoming I had been, Emily still seemed so hopeful of spending more time with me. I would never deny a request to hang out with her anyway, but after hearing the sincerity in her voice, there is no way in hell I could say no.

"That sounds great," I finally responded, smiling at her. "What did you have in mind?"

"I don't even know yet," the cutie answered as her face lit up. "Maybe we can get breakfast and plan out our day?"

"That sounds like a good idea."

*****

After we got dressed, Emily took me to this little cafe she liked going to, just a couple of blocks from campus. Since it wasn't too far away, we just walked there together, chit-chatting the entire way.

It was a nice day, so I enjoyed getting some fresh air as we talked about our lives. When we got to the cafe, we continued our conversation. I guess I never realized how little we knew about each other, even though I practically grew up next to her.

We had so much in common; it was hard to believe we had never clicked before. We actually talked throughout the entire meal. The food was good and all, but we never did that thing where we paused the conversation to focus on eating.

I was so into the conversation; I didn't care if I was talking with food in my mouth. I'm not one of those girls who enjoys talking about herself all the time. However, Emily seemed so genuinely interested in me, I couldn't help but tell her about my entire background. I just blabbed and blabbed, followed by even more blabbering.

Of course, she was adorable when she talked about herself. As interesting as I found her life story, I think I was more taken aback by the excitement in her eyes when she talked about all her interests. I could tell she was happy, and that's all that mattered to me.

We talked for hours and never once did she bring up the thing I awkwardly spewed out while we were having sex. As a matter of fact, we didn't talk about sex at all. In that moment, I realized our relationship revolved so much around sex, I never got to appreciate how enjoyable she was outside of the bedroom. Oddly enough, it made me want to fuck her even more...

The rest of the day was great. We went to the park, we went sight-seeing, and we even went to the mall to shop. Neither of us bought anything, but it was still so fun just going into the clothing stores and learning about each other's tastes.

By the time we were done window shopping, it had gotten pretty late. Emily and I went back to her apartment, where we tried cooking together for the first time. I'm definitely no chef, but it was still fun trying to prepare simple meals for each other.

I don't know why, but it took such a simple day like this to make help realize something. It wasn't just cooking that was fun... everything was fun as long as it was with Emily. Sex, shopping, going to the lake, watching TV... everything...

"McKayla!" the cute blonde called, interrupting my thought process. Staring at me from the other side of the couch, she asked, "Are you okay?"

"Oh... Yeah, I'm fine."

"You looked pretty deep in thought."

With a chuckle, I admitted, "I guess I was pretty lost in my thoughts..."

"Well, what were you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about our day," I answered, giving her a little smile. "Today was so much fun... I really enjoyed spending time with you."

"I really enjoy spending time with you too!" she responded, almost raising her hot little body off the seat. "It's hard to believe it took so long for us to even become friends."

Giggling, I began thinking back to how we got to know each other in the first place. "I can't believe it took you staring at me for hours at the bar for us to finally talk to each other."

Emily blushed, obviously thinking back to that fateful night as well. Completely red in the face, she twiddled her thumbs and said, "I can't believe I admitted that I fantasized about you..."

Suddenly, I was the one rising from my seat, as the memories of that night came rushing back. "Yeah! You admitted that you fantasized about me once... eating you out!"

I noticed a pause as Emily suddenly became quiet. Wondering what was on her mind, I asked, "Wasn't that the first time you ever fantasized about me?"

"Umm... maybe..." she answered, almost covering her face with her hands from the embarrassment.

"What do you mean, maybe? Did you fantasize about me before that?"

"Ummm... well.... technically, yes..."

I was now open-mouth smiling, as I pounced beside her on the couch. Desperate to discover the first true time she fantasized about me, I begged, "You have to tell me!"

With a loud sigh, the angel slid her hands down her face and said, "Fine! But you have to promise you won't make fun of me..."

I grabbed her hands and kissed them as I faced my body towards her. "Of course, I promise!"

"Okay... ummm... well... the first time I actually fantasized about you... it was that same night... but it was a little before I imagined you giving me oral."

"Oh, okay.... Well, what did you imagine?"

"It was back then when I was still jealous of you... and I thought you disliked me," Emily explained with a shy voice. "We had just finished that football game where you kept scoring against me..."

"Okay..?"

"Umm... basically... I realized how weak I was, compared to you... and I thought about what would happen if we ever got into... like a fight..."

Even though she was squirming, I was still confused, having no idea where she was going with this. I held her soft little hands and said, "I would never fight you, but go on..."

With her rosy red face, she continued, "Well... after you dominated me so easily in football... I figured you would dominate me in a fight as well... As a matter of fact, I told myself you probably wouldn't even waste your time fighting me; you would just bend me over your lap and spank me..."

My jaw dropped from her surprising revelation. It kind of bothered me to know she thought of herself as such a weakling. On the other hand, however... knowing the cute little blonde had imagined me giving her a spanking... had me biting my lip and moaning underneath my breath...

"I know that's such a silly thing to think about, especially after a little football game... but I guess I found it kind of erotic..."

Honestly, I couldn't even hear the words she was saying anymore. Emily continued talking for a few more seconds, but there was a tingling sensation running up and down my body... and I was getting wet as fuck!

"McKayla?" my nervous cutie called, snapping me out of my own wet dream. "Are you okay? Please tell me I didn't weird you out..."

Looking deep into her innocent eyes as my body pumped with adrenaline, I quietly responded, "Shut up."

Emily's head popped back, shocked to hear me say something so rude. "Wait, what?" she asked with a trembling voice.

"I said shut up..."

"Oh... I'm sorry... I just..."

"Shut your mouth... and get over my lap right now, you naughty girl."

Her eyes shot wide open, and she looked around in disbelief. It took her a second to catch on, but I was already in full throttle.

While almost biting a hole through my bottom lip, I grabbed her cute little body and laid her across my lap myself. "Oh, McKayla! What are you doing?!" she moaned, still completely caught off guard by my sudden actions.

"You fantasized about me spanking you," I explained, pulling her little shorts down to reveal her cute pink and white panties. "Now, I'm going to make your fantasy come true."

The sweet angel wiggled around, but I held her still as I smacked her bubble butt with my open palm. Even though she let out a high-pitched squeal, I knew she was yearning for more. "Is this what you wanted, you bad girl?" I asked, spanking her little rump harder and harder.

Her moans were so cute, but I didn't let that distract me. I even pulled her pretty blonde hair to keep her in check as I punished her cute caboose. Emily's yelps started turning into moans as I rubbed her red little bottom. But after teasing her for only a moment, I ripped her little panties down to her ankles and continued the dominant spanking.

I swear, as I spanked her bare tush, I had never seen her struggle so much. Her mouth was wide open, and she was squirming so hard, but I knew my naughty angel was enjoying it.

Slowly, I grazed the inside of Emily's legs with the tips of my blue fingernails. I could feel her juices dripping down her thighs, confirming what I already knew.

Although I could have punished her for hours, I desperately wanted to get to the next part of her original fantasy. Somewhere along the line, she dreamed about me eating her out. I never even let her finish telling me how she got to that point, but I was SO ready to taste her once again.

Tossing my cutie onto the center of the couch, I positioned myself between her spread apart thighs. "Wasn't this the next part of your fantasy?" I teased, before caressing her clit with my salivating tongue. "I can't believe you fantasized about this, you naughty girl," I whispered as I looked up and stared into her eyes.

Emily looked down at me, grimacing hard from the pleasure. "This is so hot!"

As hard as she squirmed, I wouldn't let her escape me. Her pussy was soaking wet for my touch, and I needed to cleanse her. I held her smooth legs open and licked away until she was pulsing from an orgasm.

The blonde angel let out a bellowing moan as I suckled on her clit. Her little bottom raised off the seat, but my mouth was latched on to her like a leach. I wasn't letting go until I had fully satisfied all of her deep desires.

As the orgasms took control of her body, I could see her hand squeezing the life out of the couch cushion. I grabbed her hand and placed it on my head, allowing her to pull my hair instead.

Emily must have been so turned on by the spanking I gave her because she was cumming after every little move I made. I licked; she came. I sucked; she came. I bit; she came. I kissed; she came.

When I finally decided my cutie was too tired to handle anymore, I crawled up and batted my eyes as I snuggled up with her. She immediately wrapped her arms and legs around me and planted a big kiss on my lips.

I could tell how grateful she was by the way she held on to me so tightly. "Thank you," she whispered as she looked deeply into my eyes. "That was incredible!"

Combing her wild hair out of her face, I responded, "No problem, Baby. I want to fulfillall of your fantasies."

The exhausted blonde's panting suddenly stopped as she stared at me quietly. Her cheeks became red again, like there was something even naughtier on her mind. "What is it?" I asked, snapping her out of her little daze.

"Oh... Uh, nothing..."