Kira Kesey
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I slid beneath the covers that night, switching off my light once I was done smoking my bowl. The sheets, freshly out of the dryer, felt good and silky beneath me.
Hot and silky sheets on a cool spring night was the perfect best friend for a girl such as myself.
I didn't sleep naked a lot, mainly in the summer during late August. But tonight I was feeling it.
I lay on my side, looking at the cordless. I wanted to dial Jack, or even Daffney.
I just wanted some kind of action.
After playing with Jack with Daffney, I found myself having mixed feelings. I loved that I was able to turn Jack on, especially sucking that python of his, but I wasn't totally sold out on Daffney getting him off and right in front of me, either.
Jack was MY man, after all. I loved him a lot and wanted to be with him. Our sex life was already healthy, and I knew I'd have that boy with me in bed quite a lot!
He loved me. I knew he did.
But Daffney seemed to be... in the way.
Daffney was the type who always had to like who I liked. It was annoying as shit.
While Daffney was a gorgeous girl, she tended to be a whore sometimes.
Her job made her a lot as a working girl over at The Queen, which was a brothel. To this day I still don't know how Daffney didn't end up pregnant or with an STD from all the men and women she'd played with.
The fact that she seduced Jack and with just her feet kind of irked me. I loved her, but... she was still getting in our way.
I lay on my back now, closing my eyes.
I was startled when the phone rang. I squinted my eyes, looking at the number. It was Daffs.
I pushed talk and cleared my throat. "Hi Daffs."
"Hey," Daffney said, yawning already. "Whatcha doing?"
"Laying in bed."
"Fun. Me too."
"Whose bed now?" I cracked.
"Fuck you." she yawned again, laughing. "Can I ask you something?"
"What?"
"How did you feel about me playing with Jack?"
"Uh... well... I knew you wanted to play with him. I'm not entirely against it, but... he's gotta decide, y'know... how he feels, y'know?"
"Yeah," Daffney agreed. "But you gotta admit... He did like it even more when I joined you both."
I laughed. "Yeah, he did. He's always wanted two girls at once."
"We're lucky girls then," Daffney said, sighing. "I... kinda want to... um... well... try him again...*
I paused, feeling a little jealous.
"Really?" I said.
"Mhm!" Daffney said. "I mean... has he ever came inside of you?"
"Twice," I giggled. "His load always feels hot. It's... well, hot!"
We laughed loudly at that.
"How would you feel if... um... he ever, uh... knocked you up?" Daffney asked, sounding afraid to say it.
I thought about it.
"It'd be hot," I admitted. "Carrying his baby? Yes! I'd love to be the mother of his kiddos."
"Kiddos?" Daffney echoed. "You want more than one?"
"Well... we haven't even gotten to that point yet, Daffs," I replied, fanning my fingers through my hair. "We're not even exclusive yet."
"Uh huh."
"Let me ask you this," I said. "Do you want to play with him?"
"YES!" Daffney squealed. "I want him!"
"Alright," I said. "Then let's play."
"When?!"
"Sometime soon."
"Hopefully before next week! My period is due then."
"What a dilemma! I'm ovulating next week."
"Perfect timin', Mama Bear!" Daffney giggled, then into a slight moan. "Sorry... I just find it hotter than shit to imagine him shooting load after load inside of you..."
I laughed loudly. "Yeah?"
I felt my nips sharpen finally, as I'd been playing with my tits and imagining Jack getting me knocked up. His cock already felt amazing inside of me, as well as in my mouth. But to feel his load inside of my cooch? Perfection.
I massaged my tits, thinking about him now, filling me with every drop of his milk.
"You thinking about that too?" I asked seductively. "Jack's milkshake in your pussy?"
Daffney let out a long moan, and I couldn't stop from inserting two fingers in me immediately. I panted softly, listening to her telling me what she wanted.
"Yeah...* she admitted, moaning loud this time. "I want him to... shit... enter me gently... he seems gentle enough to start slow... right above me... or.. with me on my belly, him entering from the back.. thrusting in and out... a hand around my throat, gently squeezing... going in and out. innnn.. then ouuuut.... kissing my throat... sucking upon my tongue as he's fucking me... making LOVE to me... my legs spread out... the sweat building between us as he goes a little faster... whispering filthy shit in my ear..."
"Like what?" I moaned, already feeling my juices stir in my sex. Daffney was an absolute goddess with phone sex, and I was half getting off to her voice.
Daffney giggled. "Mmmmm.. like... saying what a good girl I am... how Daddy is gonna fuck me so good that I'm walking funny... how good my pussy feels, especially when I clench him... how my tits feel in his hand... how he's wanted to fuck them, too..."
"Would you let him...?" I moaned, stirring my sex faster.
Daffney squealed in reply. "Fuckkkk YES... Him having me on my back while he looks at me... his fucking rod in between my titties... his pre-cum leaking down my cleavage... telling him to fuck me..."
"Unnnh... shit!" I moaned, imagining him doing so to me. "Fuck, that sounds so goddamn HOT..."
"Then... he allows me to wrap my legs around him... he enters me... then starts to FUCK me hard and fast..."
She stopped to moan, and I could hear her stirring up her own excitement.
I decided to take over. "He then leans back... takes your foot in his mouth... sucks on your toes...."
"MMMMM FUCK, I'D LOVE him to worship my feet! You like that too? I mean, when he does that...."