Strap
“Shit sorry, I’ll go fill it again.” Nicole nervously said realizing she had finished Waverly’s water.
“Nicole.” Waverly called out and Nicole turned back to face her. “I’m not actually dehydrated, yet.” She continued with a wink, moving her hand so the toy swung side to side. Get your shit together Nicole she thought to herself. Nicole walked over to the nightstand, placed the glass down then made her way to the brunette. Waverly could see the hesitation on Nicole as she walked towards her. When she reached, she grabbed the brunette’s wrists and brought them down to her sides. She looked down softly when she saw that Waverly had suddenly become unsure.
“Waves, are you sure?” Nicole said concernedly but Waverly had already made up her mind. She moved any doubts to the back of her mind and focused on how excited she had felt when she planned this. She thought to herself what would be the best way to reassure Nicole that she wanted this.
“Please, daddy.” Waverly purred coquettishly. The moment Nicole processed those words, her eyes alight with lust. The fire from Nicole’s eyes surged through Waverly’s body pooling between her legs.
“You. Bed. Now.” Nicole said with authority but not forceful. Waverly nodded, handing the strap-on to Nicole who headed towards the bathroom.
“Keep the tie… please.” Waverly turned and sat up on the edge of the bed. Nicole paused and looked back over her shoulder with a grin. Nicole took a moment to compose herself while she undressed.
Waverly was fidgeting on the bed when she heard the bathroom door creak open her eyes immediately darting in that direction. She saw long perfectly silky legs striding confidently towards her. There it was purple and standing proud between her girlfriends legs. It bopped up and down slightly with each step but it looked firmly adjusted as if it was one with Nicole. The tie loosened off the neck hanging low past the navel and nestled between perfect breasts. Beautifully handsome popped in her head and she smiled. Nicole’s face was delicate as always but her stare was primal. Waverly brought both legs up to kneel upright on the bed near the edge. Nicole was upon her now and as soon as the tie was within reach she grabbed on to the soft silk with a soft tug. Nicole brought a hand up to the side of Waverly’s face. She ran her fingers into the brunette’s hair above the ear, up the head and finally at the back above the neck. Nicole balled up the hair in a fist and yanked it. Waverly let out a gasp, head tilted up to the ceiling and lips parted. Nicole’s eyes reached deep inside her as she felt the redhead’s mouth so close to hers, their breaths using the same air. Nicole then shifted her hips forward and it was the first time she felt the silicone tip graze her inner thigh as goosebumps rippled out from where it touched. Nicole placed open mouth kisses on Waverly’s neck, sucking and biting. Waverly lowered her body slightly to feel the strap bump her sex. She moved her hips forward, the strap gliding between her folds. Waverly closed her eyes and bit her own lip, Nicole still with a firm grip on her.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, babygirl.” Nicole pulled her hair softly and jerked her hips back. Waverly whimpered at the loss of contact.
“Patience, are you going to be a good girl and let Daddy take care of you.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good, lay back on the bed.” Nicole sucked Waverly’s bottom lip before releasing her grip. Once Waverly was settled on the center of the bed Nicole stood at the end of the bed. She took a moment to appreciate how stunning her prey looked in red lace, the gorgeous contrast against Waverly’s tanned skin. Waverly propped herself up on her elbow and watched as Nicole crawled onto the bed. Nicole began to trail kisses alternating sides. Nicole was very happy to discover the panties were crotchless when she arrived at her next meal. Nicole spread Waverly’s legs wider and watched her folds blossom. She got to work licking and sucking the inner and outer labias before focusing on the prized jewel. Waverly’s head fell back into the pillows. Of course Nicole wasn’t just going to fuck her with the strap on. She was going to tease and torment but always prioritizing Waverly’s pleasure.
“Fuck, Daddy, I’m close.” Waverly raising her hips to fuck herself with Nicole’s tongue. Going, going, gone was Waverly, her eyes closed as her body shuddered intermittently through her release. Eyes shot wide open to find Nicole kneeling as she held the strap with one hand and began to slide it up and down the head occasionally bumping the clit. Nicole was using Waverly’s orgasm to thoroughly coat the dildo. Nicole lined the head up and glanced up to meet Waverly’s eyes confirming they were both still on the same page.
“Daddy, please.” Waverly pleaded as Nicole pushed forward and the head popped in.
“Fuck.” Moaned Waverly as Nicole pushed further another couple inches. Waverly wasn’t a virgin but it had been a long while since she had had this kind of penetration. Nicole’s fingers were long and gifted but this stretch was all about the girth. Nicole bottomed out and gasped when the base of the strap pressed up against her clit. Nicole pulled out halfway and then thrusted full force inside. Nicole watched as disappeared into Waverly and appeared covered in her. She could feel less and less resistance as she went on. Waverly’s tight walls adjust to the intrusion.
“So tight, babygirl.” Nicole placed each hand down on either side of the brunette shifting her weight forward. She felt Waverly’s legs wrap around her waist. Nicole spread her own knees further apart sinking further down to quicken her pace. Nicole lowered herself to her elbows and kissed Waverly. Their tongues meeting in a push and pull. Waverly had always hated missionary position which seemed to be Champ’s only position. She thought back how she could only orgasm when she was on top. It was so different now. She loved to feel the weight of Nicole on her, being able to kiss while being fucked by her was a dream. She noticed how Nicole would roll her hips up, making the base of the dildo rub on her clit. She was getting close to coming in a missionary position, was there anything Nicole couldn’t do. Waverly dug into Nicole’s back.
“Cum for Daddy.” Nicole grunted as she continued her efforts.
“Yes. Yes. Fuck, yes. Daddy.” Waverly felt a monsoon flush out of her. Nicole was right behind her with just a few more thrusts into the caving walls giving her the needed frictions at the base and her clit. She slumped over just halfway off Waverly, both girls breathing lard unable to catch their breaths. Nicole waited a bit until both of them had come down before removing the strap dropping it on the floor. Nicole was suddenly very exhausted, having had a long day between the move, the motorcycle and the party. She turned to Waverly and caressed her cheek.
“Was that too much, baby.” Nicole was back.
“That was incredible.” Waverly reassured her with a peck on the lips. Waverly got out of bed, picked up the strap and headed towards the bathroom. She spent a moment cleaning it properly before returning to put it away in the nightstand. Nicole was almost half asleep when Waverly handed her a warm towel. Waverly got under the bedsheets and scooted back into the little spoon against Nicole who draped her arm heavily over her. They quickly drifted off to sleep.
The next morning Nicole made her way downstairs following the scent of fresh coffee. She hugged Waverly and placed a kiss on her forehead. She poured some coffee into a mug laid back against the counter.
“When did I fall asleep?” Nicole took a sip of her coffee.
“Shortly after you rocked my world.” Waverly smiled watching her girlfriend’s cheek blush. Nicole walked over to Waverly placing her hand on the small brunette’s waist and lifting her onto the counter situating herself in-between her thighs. They gave each other several peckish kisses.
“You know, I was thinking.” Waverly began.
“You sure have been doing a lot of thinking these days.” Nicole teased earning a playful slap on the shoulder.
“As I was saying. I think we need to get another toy. To keep at your place cause Purple Magic lives here now.” She said nonchalantly.
“Purple Magic?” Nicole asked, raising her eyebrows.
“Uh huh. Oh and a size bigger.” Waverly pressed her lips hard against Nicole’s before she could say anything.