I Told You

“Lick baby, lick. That’s it Tori, Good girl.”

Tori?

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For the next three weeks the actions of that day became more and more the norm. At one point I actually started getting worried because we hadn’t had “normal” sex in over a week. Skye was always a hot little fuck, with sexy legs I loved to put over my shoulders and a pussy so wet it felt like velvet when we fucked. I wasn’t about to give that up. Besides, what kind of guy lets his girlfriend fuck him over and over without wanting to reciprocate? Yet there she was every night when I’d get home from work waiting with her new best friend, her strap on harness. She’d even taken to teasing me, fucking me good and hard till I was ready to cum, and then suddenly pulling out and making beg to be fucked like a “good little bitch”.

“When’s my turn? I never get to fuck you anymore. Don’t you miss it?” I inquired.

“Of course honey. But you enjoy it so much more now, and I always get off too. I say we stick with what works. Don’t you like being my bitch, Tori?” It was like she was taunting me.

“I don’t know about your ‘bitch’, but being your girlfriend now and then is kinda fun,” I added, trying desperately to defend the remaining vestiges of my manhood. “That doesn’t take away from the fact that besides you calling me Tori, I’m still your boyfriend and every now and then I like to fuck the hell out of you.”

“Now now honey, believe me, I’m getting all I need. Plus, remember how I used to bug you for sex all the time? When was the last time I had to? It seems to me like you like this a little more than you’re letting on. In fact, lately when I get the panties out for you, you immediately get hard and start pawing at me... I think that would make you my bitch!”

She was trying to provoke me now. “I love seeing you happy, that’s all.”