Chapter 5: Rising Action
The locker room was still buzzing with the afterglow of their shared intimacy, the air thick with the scent of their arousal and the faint tang of sweat. Emily, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction, sat on the bench, her back against the cold metal locker, her legs spread wide. Taylor, her chin still glistening with Emily's juices, knelt before her, the mouthguard coated in Emily's ass juices still in her mouth, her eyes locked onto Emily's pussy.
She could see the glistening folds, the evidence of Emily's recent orgasm still coating her thighs. She wanted to taste her, to feel her, to connect with her in this intimate way.
Emily, her voice low and commanding, spoke up, "Take out the mouthguard, Taylor. I want to feel your tongue on my ass, not that piece of silicone."
Taylor eagerly complied, removing the mouthguard from her mouth and setting it aside. She then leaned in, her hands gripping Emily's thighs, spreading them wider, giving herself better access to Emily's most intimate parts.
She could see Emily's asshole, tight and puckered, and the thought of tasting it sent a jolt of desire straight to her core.
"Fuck, Taylor, you look so eager," Emily teased, her voice laced with lust. "You want to taste my ass, don't you?"
Taylor nodded, her eyes locked onto Emily's asshole. I want to taste you," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Emily smirked, her fingers trailing down to her ass, spreading her cheeks open even further. "Then get to work, slut.
Show me what that talented tongue of yours can do," Emily commanded, her voice husky with desire. She leaned in, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, rapid bursts. She could see Emily's asshole, up close now, and the sight of it made her pussy throb with anticipation.
She stuck out her tongue, tentatively at first, running it along the crack of Emily's ass, tasting the salty sweat that coated her skin.
Taylor eagerly complied, her tongue exploring further, tracing the outer rim of Emily's asshole, feeling it clench and relax under her touch.
"Fuck, Taylor, that feels so good," Emily panted, her fingers tangling in Taylor's hair, holding her in place. I want to feel your tongue inside me." Taylor, her eyes gleaming with determination, looked up at Emily. "Not yet," she said, her voice steady and calm. Emily raised an eyebrow, surprise etched on her face. "What do you mean, not yet?" she asked, her voice laced with confusion and a hint of impatience. Taylor, her hands still gripping Emily's thighs, smiled up at her, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I mean, I want to make this last. I want to tease you, to make you beg for it," she explained, her voice low and sultry. Emily's eyes widened in surprise, a slow smile spreading across her face. "You little minx," she said, her voice filled with admiration. "Alright, I'll play your game. But first, put this mouthguard back in your mouth," she commanded, picking up the silicone from where Taylor had set it aside.
Taylor, taken aback but intrigued, took the mouthguard from Emily and hesitantly placed it in her own mouth. Emily smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Now, suck on it, Taylor. Taste yourself on it, taste my ass on it," she ordered, her voice laced with lust. Taylor, her eyes locked onto Emily's, began to suck on the mouthguard, savoring the combined taste of their arousal. Emily let out a low moan, her fingers tangling in Taylor's hair, guiding her head, making her suck harder. "Fuck, Taylor, that's so hot. Watching you suck on that mouthguard, tasting us, it's making me so fucking horny," Emily panted, her hips bucking slightly, seeking friction. Taylor, her mouth full, moaned in response, her own body aching with desire.
She could feel Emily's ass pressing against her tongue, her hips bucking slightly, seeking more pressure. She wanted to tease her, to make her beg, but she also wanted to give her pleasure, to make her come undone. She looked up at Emily, her eyes gleaming with mischief, and suddenly, an idea struck her. She wanted to take control, to dominate Emily, to show her that she could be just as commanding as she was. She slowly pulled away from Emily's ass, her tongue trailing down her thigh, making her shiver. "Turn around, Emily," Taylor commanded, her voice steady and calm, surprising even herself with her sudden assertiveness. Emily, taken aback, looked down at Taylor, her eyes filled with surprise and a hint of curiosity. "What do you have in mind, Taylor?" she asked, her voice laced with intrigue.
Taylor, her eyes gleaming with mischief, reached up and suddenly grabbed the mouthguard from Emily's hand. Before Emily could react, Taylor forcefully pushed it into Emily's open mouth, silencing her. "I said, turn around, Emily," Taylor repeated, her voice firm and commanding. Emily, taken aback by Taylor's sudden assertiveness, hesitated for a moment before complying, turning around to face the locker, her back to Taylor. Taylor, satisfied with Emily's obedience, grabbed her hips and pulled her back, positioning her ass right in front of her face. Taylor decided to urinate over Emily to show her dominance, which Emily really likes
.
"Taylor, what are you doing?" Emily moaned, her voice muffled by the mouthguard.
Taylor smirked, "I'm marking my territory, Emily. You're mine now."
Emily's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't protest. Instead, she moaned louder as Taylor's warm urine streamed over her ass and pussy, dripping down her thighs.
Taylor felt a thrill of power surge through her. She had never been dominant before, but she found that she liked it. She liked having control over Emily, making her squirm and moan.
She wanted to push her boundaries, to see how far she could take this. She stopped urinating, but kept Emily in position, her ass still on display. She reached around and grabbed Emily's breasts, squeezing them roughly. Emily moaned louder, her body writhing in pleasure and surprise.
"What are you doing, Taylor?"
Taylor just smirked, her fingers pinching Emily's nipples. "I'm doing whatever I want, Emily. You're my toy now."
Emily's eyes widened, but she didn't protest.
'What are you doing, Taylor?' she gasped around the mouthguard. 'I'm doing whatever I want, Emily. You're my toy now.' But suddenly, Taylor had an idea. She wanted to make Emily cum, intensely.
She wanted to see her squirm and beg and lose all control. She wanted to make her forget about everything but the pleasure coursing through her body. With that in mind, Taylor stood up, leaving Emily in her vulnerable position, her ass still on display and her mouth filled with the mouthguard.
"Stay there, Emily," Taylor commanded, her voice steady and firm. Emily, her eyes wide with surprise and anticipation, nodded slightly, her body trembling with excitement.
Taylor walked around her, taking in the sight of her naked body, her ass still glistening with Taylor's urine. She wanted to make this moment perfect, to make Emily remember it forever.
Taylor reached into her bag, pulling out a small, discreet vibrator she had brought along for just such an occasion. She wanted to push Emily's boundaries, to make her feel things she had never felt before. She wanted to make her come undone.
She pressed the vibrator against Emily's clit, making her gasp in surprise and pleasure. Emily's hips bucked, seeking more pressure, more friction.
Taylor, her eyes gleaming with mischief, suddenly pulled away the vibrator, leaving Emily panting and desperate. "Not yet, Emily," she teased, her voice low and sultry. "I have something else in mind." Confused and aroused, Emily watched as Taylor opened the locker room door and beckoned someone inside. In walked Casper, a look of nervous excitement on his face. "Casper's going to help us out tonight, Emily," Taylor explained, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "He's going to fuck your ass while I sit on your face and make you eat me out." Emily's eyes widened in shock and excitement, her pussy throbbing at the thought. "You like that idea, don't you, Emily?" Taylor whispered, her fingers trailing down Emily's stomach, finding her clit and rubbing it slowly. Emily nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, Taylor. I want that.
Casper, his cock already hard at the sight of Emily's naked body, stepped forward, rubbing the head of his dick against Emily's asshole. She moaned, her body trembling with anticipation. Taylor, watching the scene unfold, felt a surge of jealousy, but also a thrill of excitement. She wanted to assert her dominance, to show Emily that she was still in control. She climbed onto the bench, straddling Emily's face, her pussy mere inches from Emily's mouth. Casper, not waiting for further instruction, began to push his cock into Emily's ass, inch by inch, filling her up. Emily moaned, her body squirming with pleasure and discomfort. Taylor, watching Casper fuck Emily, felt a surge of arousal. She wanted to make Emily suffer, to make her beg for release. She looked down at Emily, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You like that, don't you, Emily?
You like having Casper's cock in your ass while I sit on your face, making you eat my pussy?" Taylor taunted, grinding her hips onto Emily's mouth, smothering her with her wet cunt. Emily could only moan in response, her mouth full of Taylor's juices, her ass stretched wide by Casper's thick cock.
Casper, his hands gripping Emily's hips, began to fuck her harder, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. "Fuck, she's so tight," he grunted, his eyes locked onto the sight of his cock disappearing into Emily's asshole.
Emily, her mouth full of Taylor's pussy, could only moan in response, her body writhing with pleasure and discomfort. Taylor, her eyes gleaming with mischief, continued to grind her hips onto Emily's face, smothering her with her wet cunt. "You like that, don't you, Emily? You like having Casper's cock in your ass while I sit on your face, making you eat my pussy?" she taunted, her fingers tangling in Emily's hair, holding her in place.
Suddenly, Emily's body convulsed, her hips bucking off the bench, and a scream echoed through the locker room, muffled by Taylor's pussy. "Taylor, I'm coming! Oh god, I'm coming so hard!" Emily cried out, her body wracked with pleasure, her ass clenching around Casper's cock. Taylor, feeling Emily's orgasm against her pussy, let out a moan of her own, her body trembling with the sheer intensity of the moment. She had never seen Emily like this, so vulnerable, so open, so completely at her mercy. It was a heady feeling, and Taylor knew she never wanted to let it go. She was about to come herself, her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel Emily's orgasm against her pussy, and it was pushing her over the edge. She looked down at Emily, their eyes locking, and in that moment, they climaxed together, sharing an intimate moment that bound them closer than ever.