Mikayla was unsatisfied. She rolled over and looked at her boyfriend Tony, blissfully asleep beside her. His mop of hair, normally kept so carefully swooshed, was tangled around his face, and he was snoring like a monster. Mikayla loved Tony. She reached gently under the covers and felt his flaccid cock. She loved Tony, but she did not love Tony's cock.
They had been together since tenth grade, had been each other's first for almost everything. But they were into their eighth year of dating now and Mikayla was frustrated. Tonight was a prime example of why.
Mikayla and Tony had carpooled home, and Mik had immediately jumped into the shower. They had run together that morning, both liked to stay fit, so she was hungry for a good soaping. But after a long day of sitting slouched at her desk, Mikayla was hungry for something else as well.
"Hey hun, wanna join me?" she had asked Tony, slowly waggling her considerable hips back and forth as she peeled her skirt down in front of him. She was already moist at the thought of shower sex, and having him lick the salty sweat off her thighs made her tingle.
"No thanks! I showered at work this morning so I'm pretty fresh," Tony said with a smile and wandered off into the kitchen with a whistle.
Mikayla huffed.
She turned the shower on and once again wished for a handheld shower head. Nevertheless she wouldn't let her boyfriend's inability to take a hint get the better of her.
She spent some extra time in the shower. The sensitivity of her nipples as she soaped herself up was too much. One hand lingered a little too long washing her inner thigh and so she ended up slowly circling her clit, her other hand pinching her nipple hard. She sat down, the water still pouring onto her head and put one dripping foot onto the edge of the bathtub to get a better angle. She tilted her head back and imagined the water was actually cum pouring out of a plethora of cocks as she touched herself faster now, pushing two fingers deep inside. She twisted her nipple harder, as if someone were biting it, throwing her around and using her like the little fuck-doll she knew she was at heart. She was so close...
"Mik you going to be much longer? The fish is ready," Tony said knocking on the bathroom door.
Mikayla bit the inside of her cheek and withdrew her sticky fingers. "Yes honey," she gasped, "be right out."
But Mikayla's momma didn't raise a quitter.
She toweled herself off quickly and ran a brush through her hair, staring at her own vibrant blue eyes in the mirror. MIkayla was proud of her naked body. The addition of some squats and hip thrusts into her normal exercise routine meant that her ass was fucking perfect. Her tits were nothing special, she figured, they wouldn't cause any back pain but not being flat made wearing some tops annoying, pulling up to reveal her toned belly. Well, not-flabby-belly at least. No matter how many sit ups she did she could never quite get it to that Instagram model look. She kept her hair dyed blonde, because why not, and the nails on both her hands and feet painted because she like they way they looked when she wrapped her fingers around Tony's cock.
"Damn it I'm so fuckable," she whispered out loud to the mirror. Tonight was a night to get fucked, whether Tony wanted it or not.
Dinner passed slowly, and touching herself in the shower meant Mikayla was wet the whole time. She did her best to give Tony "fuck me" eyes over her plate, but he was too focused on his meal. She took her time sucking on her carrots.
"So movie?" Tony said, pushing back and slapping his belly.
"Yes," Mikayla said, with a sudden flash of inspiration. "I'll go set it up if you can clear the dishes?"
Tony shrugged and nodded.
Mikayla rushed into the living room and snatched her laptop off the couch. She slapped the HTMI cable into its port and booted up her browser. She knew what kind of movie she wanted to see.
Tony came in to a cute brunette being ravaged by a huge cock on the TV.
"Oh, my god," he said.
"I thought maybe we could switch things up tonight," Mikayla said, "I want you to fuck me Tony."
"Wow, very forward. But okay! And then movie after?"
Mikayla frowned. She was hoping to fuck until they fell asleep, tangled up in a sweaty mess of limbs and cum. But beggars can't be choosers, so she nodded, bit her lip, and turned around. She bent over the couch, exposing her sopping pussy, she could here the moans of the porn star coming over the speakers behind her. She kneeled on the the couch and arched her back, feeling her pussy lips stretch. She slid one hand down and started to play with herself.
Behind her she heard Tony slip out of his pants and pace up behind her. There was a crinkle as he pulled a condom out of his wallet and slid it on.
"Yes, fuck this wet cunt baby," she moaned, desperate now, her fingers working faster.
Tony slid into her, finally. She sighed with pleasure as he began a slow, steady pace. He grabbed her hips and she rocked backwards, forcing the dick deeper into her.
"Spank me," she said, still bouncing backwards on his cock.
She felt a pat on her ass, so light she almost laughed.
"Fucking use me Tony," she gasped out.
