Pup and I were hanging around at my place when the subject of sex came up. It had a few times before, but there had been the issue of me not yet being on birth control and then the issue of Pup having his relationship problems.
Okay, I should clarify that hanging out means that he was sitting on my couch and I was sucking his cock.
Anyway, I pulled him from my mouth and gave him a teasing smile. “Do you want to fuck me with this?” I asked.
Pup pulled me up and into his lap. “Do you want me to?”
I smirked and ground against his lap. Besides the material of my dress that had fallen between my legs, there was nothing else separating him from just entering me. “I asked you first.”
“I do,” he said. His hands settled on my hips, “can I?”
“I’ll have to talk to Sir,” I said. “In the meantime, I can just tease you with it.”
I continued grinding myself against him, until Pup just smiled and picked me up by the hands on my hips, threatening to thrust up inside me. I slapped him playfully on the shoulder and wiggled out of his grasp. A few moments later, I resumed teasing him, and he once again pulled me up and feigned preparing to penetrate me.
“You should talk to your boyfriend, then,” Pup said.
I smiled. “Maybe I will.”