She loves him but she craves more.
I kind of lost touch with Kevin. Growing up we had been really close, but for several years we didn't see each other very often. After he graduated from high school, he spent a little time traveling, and then got a job in a clothing store in our home town. He still lived with our parents. Sometimes when we talked on the phone, he told me about how he wanted to go to school, how our parents were driving him crazy, how he wanted to make something of his life. One night, he confided in me that he was gay. I told him that I would always love him no matter what.
One day, Kevin called me up out of the blue, and told me he wanted to move to New York. He wanted to know if he could stay at my apartment for a while. I had a two bedroom place, and my roommate had just moved out. I asked him why he didn't just move in with me. Three days later he showed up at my building with a backpack and a suitcase.
I was 29 and single and frustrated with my job and the New York experience. It was nice to see Kevin experiencing the city for the first time, to show him my favorite places and things to do. We had a great time together. He landed a job with a graphic design firm, and started going out on his own more and more.
I was in the habit of running after work. I had ambitions of doing the New York City Marathon. One evening, I got home after a long run in the park, and surprised Kevin sitting on the couch watching a porno. He was naked from the waist down, and had his dick in his hand. On the screen, two muscle bound studs were going at it, slurping each others dicks in a hot sixty nine.
I liked porn. I had seen plenty on the internet, but I hadn't been exposed to much gay porn. As Kevin stammered apologies and tried to cover up, I stood mesmerized by the action on the screen.
"Do you mind if I watch too?"
Kevin didn't mind. I sat down on the couch next to him and pulled down my running shorts and sweaty panties. Together we watched, our excitement building, as the two studs in the movie pleasured each other. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. "Kev, could you pause the movie for a sec? I want to get my vibrator."
When the movie resumed, I started working my vibrator. I was watching Kevin as much as I was watching the action on screen. I hadn't seen his dick in over seven years, and it still looked delicious. I noticed that Kevin's eyes kept flicking to my pussy and the purple toy sliding in and out of it. I was soaking wet. I get really wet when I am excited, but this was exceptional. I was making a big wet spot on the couch. My vibrator was coated in my juice.
"Have you ever seen a girl masturbate before?"
"No" he answered.
"Do you like it? Do you think it's sexy?"
"Yeah. Yes I do."
"Even though you're gay? Even though I don't have a dick?" My clit was throbbing.
"Yeah." He said. "I think it's really hot."
I buried the vibrator in my pussy, enjoying the feeling of the buzz deep inside me. I toyed with my clitoris, pulling back the hood to show Kevin my excited little button.
"Do you remember what we used to do?" Kevin asked me.
"I sure do" I answered.
"Would you like to again? Just this once?"
"Yes I would." I said. "I can't wait to suck your dick."
I lay my face in his lap and took him in my mouth. I could tell he was really excited, and I didn't want him to come right away. I wanted to enjoy this. His cock felt so good in my mouth. I slathered my tongue all over his shaft, enjoying his taste.
Meanwhile on the television, one stud was rimming the others asshole and stroking his own cock. I knew what I wanted to do. I slipped my hand under Kevin's bottom, and started fingering his hole. Kevin raised his ass off the couch to give me better access, and moaned in appreciation.
I raised my mouth from his big wet dick as the man on the screen inserted his condom-sheathed dick into his buddy. "Can I fuck you Kevin? Can I suck your dick while I fuck your tight little asshole?"
In a flash, we were in a 69 position on the floor; Kevin kneeling above me, with his dick bobbing in my face.