By: Sheri Livingston
Copyright 2007 ~ All Rights Reserved

“You want me to sit on that?” Alicia stared down at the clear bright pink blowup chair, at the attached dick close to the front edge.  Forming a perfect circle, it reminded her of a footstool. If not for the backrest, and the gigantic cock, she could use it as a place to prop her feet while she read instead of the obvious way it was supposed to be used. “Okay, now I know you’ve lost your mind.”

Dear God, the long shaft had to be no less than eight inches. Standing proudly at attention, it beckoned her to its stiffness.

Alicia stifled a giggle at Zoey’s newest sex toy and started to turn around.

Zoey grabbed her hips and stopped her. “It wasn’t a request,” she whispered from behind her, her splayed fingers lifting Alicia’s naked breasts.

She pinched Alicia’s nipples into tight peaks, sending a lifeline of fire through her pussy.

“You only have a few more seconds of freedom. Use them wisely.” Zoey’s tongue teased her lobe, then gently sucked it between her lips before nipping.

Alicia released a startled moan, eyelids fluttering. Hearing Zoey talk like a Dominatrix should be hilarious, should send her into bouts of giggles, yet it wasn’t. It was fucking hot, something very unexpected. Zoey was working the language like she’d done her homework. Had she been reading the same books as Alicia?

A tremble of desire flicked down Alicia’s spine. “But…”

“Shhh. No more talking.” One of Zoey’s hands released her breast, slithered up her chest, under her chin, until her index and middle finger pressed against Alicia’s lips, silencing her objections.

Alicia sucked their tips between her teeth. She wrapped both her hands around Zoey’s, slurping and sucking long fingers into her mouth.

If Zoey thought she was going to chicken out, she had another thing coming. She’d been waiting for this moment for more than a week. Even if she had to fight back her laughter for the next hour, she wasn’t backing out. A promise was a promise.

Zoey groaned, gently twisted her nipple, sending shards of thrilling pain straight to Alicia’s core. “Blue balls just took on a whole new meaning,” she panted.

Alicia grinned against her fingers, and sucked, then pulled them free with a loud pop.

“On the chair. Now!” Zoey released her, gently pushing her toward the chair.

Alicia took a timid step forward, suddenly shy, and leery, just the way Zoey wanted her.

She looked over her shoulder, at her gorgeous lover for almost a year, daring her with amethyst eyes. Zoey’s square jaw tightened as she nodded for Alicia to continue.

The grin Alicia was fighting so hard to keep under control, crawled across her lips. “Zoey…”

“I won’t tell you again. Do it, Ali.”

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