Amaranthine

This is gonna be a pretty different Cait than the one you know and (hopefully) love. She does a lot of growing up between 18 and 27.

Cait smirked down at Dani as the girl’s pretty brown eyes rolled back in her skull, already cumming for the second time that night.

Bet she didn’t know she could do that, Cait thought, not letting up as she felt Dani’s vicegrip of a pussy pulse around her cock. The girl felt good, and her being so bendy was a hell of a nice bonus.

One of these days, I’ll stop being surprised when I end up balls deep in girls I didn’t even think were interested.

Dani had regained her senses, her breath coming in gasps and squeaks as Cait pinned her against the door, holding her up by nothing more than pressure and dick. Those refocused brown eyes met her own, the girl looking up at Cait like she was having a religious experience.

Well, if the cuck on the other side of the door is what she’s used to, hard to blame her.

Cait snaked a hand around behind Dani’s thigh, making her gasp as she pulled her hair down and back, and those pretty eyes went wide. Cait kissed her soft, hoping to fry her brain even more with the dissonance of the action when compared to being used like a human fleshlight for the first time in her life. Breaking the kiss, she spoke, loud enough she was pretty sure Mark would be able to hear if he was listening like she thought he was.

“Always thought you were a good girl, Dani,” she panted, more from lust than exertion. The girl weighed almost nothing, despite the insane gymnast’s ass she carried around.

If I ever find the time to fuck her again, gonna have to be someplace less tight, doggy style ain’t an option here and its a shame to let that dump truck go unappreciated.

“Thought you were too nice to be like this, pinned up against the closet door at your own birthday party, fucking loving being my cocksleeve.”

She paused, in case Dani had her wits about her enough to respond, but grinned when she just let out an insensate ‘mmmnnnngh’ and clutched onto Cait’s arms tighter.

“You do, right?”

“Mmmf?” Her eyes were clouded with lust, mind too filled with dick to form words.

“Being a hole for me. Not often someone’s as ready and willing as this. You’ve been wanting this for awhile, haven’t you.” It was a statement, not a question. Dani caught her lip between her teeth, nodding eagerly, followed by a ‘mmhmmm’ that quickly dissolved into a throaty moan when Cait changed up her angle, bottoming out inside of her.

“Good girl…” Cait said, looking over Dani’s face. The way she’d looked tonight, pretty and perfect for her party, Cait would have tried to make this happen without Teia’s help. Her partner-in-crime overhearing Dani talk about wanting Cait during their last meet was just gravy. Dani had been perfectly primped when they’d gone in, now her mascara ran in sexy streaks down her face, and her meticulous updo ponytail sagged from sweat and motion.

Wouldn’t be seven minutes with me if she didn’t walk out of here looking destroyed. If she wasn’t a top tier athlete, I’d feel like a failure if she could walk.

Cait grabbed her by the throat, causing Dani’s breath to catch in a cute little hiccup. She pulled out of her, with audible suction as her pussy tried its hardest to hold on. Cait ran her eyes over her body as she kept her pinned to the door by the neck.

“Damn girl, you were made for this weren’t you?” She said, admiring the thick muscle of Dani’s thighs, and tight lines of her stomach. Her pussy glistened, released juices dripping down her leg. Cait smiled when she saw the puddle that had formed beneath the girl, and the shadow on the other side of the door.

“Mmm, careful Dani, or your ex is gonna be able to get a taste of your mess,” Cait met her eyes, searching them for a sign she was going too far. All she found was excitement and lust, as Dani’s hands held tight to Cait’s forearm, supporting her weight. “Can’t have that, can we? It might be your birthday, but you are fucking mine.”

Cait let go of her neck, but caught her waist before she hit the floor. She flipped her around, letting her legs dangle in the air as she lined her pussy up with her cock. Dani braced her hands on the door as Cait pulled her back onto herself, both women letting out a throaty groan as they were rejoined.

“Fuuuuuuuck yes, Dani,” Cait moaned, bending over to wrap one arm around Dani’s waist while the other pulled back on her hair, the girl still pulling an anti-gravity act on Cait’s cock. “You’re like a fucking toy! Why do people ever use fleshlights when they could just use gymnasts?”

Dani actually laughed at that, smirking at Cait over her shoulder and using her impressive physique to roll her hips back against Cait’s.

“And this fucktoy even fucks back,” she purred, her first real words since they’d started.

Holy shit, I like this girl.

“Toys don’t talk,” Cait said instead, moving her hand from Dani’s hair back to her neck, pulling her upright and leaning back to actually balance her on her cock. She fucked her by holding her steady by her waist and throat, bouncing her off her thighs.

And this, Cait thought, locking in against the intense effort, is why we don’t skip leg day.

Cait could feel Dani’s heartbeat race in her throat as the deep strokes the position provided made her quiver and go limp from her third orgasm of the night.

Thank god she wasn’t one and done, this is too much goddamn fun. I almost didn’t come to this party.

She hilted herself in Dani, holding her still as the girl rode out the aftershocks.

“You’re stretchy, right?” She asked an insensate Dani.

“Wha…?”

“Like, a full nelson isn’t gonna hurt you? I’ve always wanted to try one.”

“Mmmmn, go for it, big girl,” Dani purred, before losing her composure and yelping as Cait folded her knees into her ears, clamped her hands on the back of her neck, and speared into her deep enough it could have touched her heart. The control of the position was intoxicating. It really was like Dani had turned into a toy for Cait, and she used her like one, the furious wet slapping sounds of sex almost deafening in the closet.

She could hear Dani’s moans rising in pitch, signaling yet another finish, and Cait could feel her own beginning to ache in her balls.

“Ready to frost the cake, birthday girl?” She asked, barely able to speak and not expecting a response. Cait had been asking for permission because she was raised right, but if Dani was going to draw the line at a facial after being treated like this, Cait would win some sort of award for being surprised. Even still, the hungry sort of groan Dani gave seemed a lot like enthusiastic consent.

Cait knelt, almost unwilling to stop fucking Dani long enough to set her down, but finally let her fall forward. The gymnast caught herself easily, scrambling in the puddle of her own juices to rise to her knees, pretty brown eyes locked on Cait’s as she opened her mouth, lolling out her tongue, as ready as any pornstar had ever been.

She’d already shot her first burst in Dani’s pussy, so all Cait had to do was release to absolutely cover that pretty face. Her first shot painted Dani’s lips, the second splattered against her cheek, and then Cait lost focus, throwing her own head back as she grabbed Dani’s, expending all remaining ordnance down the girl’s throat. Her velvet tongue worked at the underside of Cait’s cock, and once she’d adapted to the oral invasion, she sucked hungrily at the head, coaxing out more than Cait had realized she had in her.

When she was dry, Cait’s knees went out from under her and she dropped to the floor in front of Dani. She grinned at the cum-drenched mess she’d made of the prim and proper birthday girl who’d greeted them an hour ago, and the devilish smile she returned told Cait Dani wouldn’t have had it any other way.

“That was fucking incredible, Dani,” Cait panted, finding she meant it, surprised the girl had all of that in her.

“Yeah?” Dani said, chuckling as she wiped Cait’s cum into her mouth, swallowing before she crawled up to kiss her. “I didn’t even do anything.”

“You think most girls can just handle that kind of treatment? We gotta do this again.”

Dani pouted, sexy as a pin up.

“But its not my birthday again for another year…” she said, teasingly.

“Maybe not, but Teia’s is next week, and I haven’t gotten her a present yet either….” Cait trailed off, her grin mirrored by Dani as she tilted the girl’s chin up for one more kiss.