Cock Me, Pilot

by Sylvia Fox

  "I didn't mean to fall for him. It's just, he's the only man I've ever wanted."

  "I don't want the details." Kari chips off her pale pink nail polish, and pauses before saying anymore. "But I do want you to be happy, Ella. Hell, my dad has been a bachelor forever. He hasn’t dated a woman in like five years." Her eyes widen as she realized the truth. "Oh my God, he hasn't dated anyone since he met you.”

  I fight back the smile, loving this detail.

  Brett waited for me. The same way I've waited for him.

  "You really like him?" She asks.

  "No. I don't like him. I love him. And he loves me. It would mean everything to have your blessing."

  "And what happens if I don't give it to you?" She purses her lips together.

  "Then I'm really gonna miss my best friend," I say with trembling lips.

  Kerry covers her mouth, watching me intently. "Wow, you really love him. I mean I'm a pretty awesome best friend. The best, best friend actually. And you’d give up this," she motions between the two of us, "for him?"

  "It's not because I don't love you. It's just, I want to spend my life with Brett."

  "It's gonna be weird. Like, the two of you being a couple."

  "But not too weird, right?"

  "Not too weird." I run my arms around Kari, grateful my best friend is exactly that.

  "So what happens next?" I ask.

  "I think we go eat turkey."

  "Just like that?"

  "Just like that."

  Epilogue

  A month later, on Christmas day, Brent walks over to where I'm lying out in the sun in a string bikini. The French Polynesian sea is before us and there is a smile on my lover's face.

  "Did she sound happy?" I ask him. Kari had gone on a ski trip with some of her dorm mates, and said she didn’t mind missing the Christmas holiday this year.

  I wasn't surprised. Brett’s and my relationship is still so new for all of us, and we wanted to give her enough space to walk through it in her own time, in her own way.

  It's complicated. It's unconventional. But it's real.

  The past four weeks Brett and I have been inseparable. He drove me to my dorm room and helped me pack up my things. He went over finances with my father, offered to help by paying for the first semester of college that I had not completed. My dad had said no, but then he and Brett had a conversation behind closed doors and I know my father ended up with a check in his hands.

  We have started the adventures that Brett promised me.

  "Kari's great. She sounded happy, and she and her friends are planning on going skiing this afternoon."

  "I kinda miss her," I tell him. "I always see her at Christmas."

  "I know, baby," he tells me. "But next week your parents will be here for New Year’s, does the make it a little better?"

  "It does." I stand, adjusting my bottoms, at the same time Brett tries to squeeze my ass.

  Brett insisted on buying my parents tickets to come visit. I love that the man I love is so generous. It's the way Bret has always operated.

  "Can I give you your Christmas gift now?" I ask him, taking his hand and moving it to my breast. His fingers immediately push the triangle cup aside, rubbing his thumbs over my hard nipples. I look around, and the beach is full of tourists.

  I shake my head at Brett who is being so naughty.

  I can be naughty too.

  "I love presents, but I thought we agreed on none this year?" he says.

  "I just thought that since I'm here in a bikini and you are in swim trunks…”

  Brett pulls me closer to him, and I feel his cock harden.

  "What did you have in mind?" Brett asks.

  "For Christmas I thought I'd give you sex in the beach."

  "I thought it was supposed to be sex on the beach"

  "I don't like to play by the rules. You know that." I say spanking his ass, ready to go in the water with him and his magical creature. "So are you ready for a swim?"

  "Oh, hell yeah." He presses his mouth against my outer ear, whispering, "I want you to swim naked in that ocean. I want to watch your tits bob up and down in the water. I want your little pussy to be nice and wet. I want to put my cock inside of you and make you come with your legs wrapped around me tight."

  I don't wait; I just take his hand, and drag him towards the ocean. The salty waves cover our toes, and we run headlong into the water, eyes wide open.

  Brett follows close behind and put his hands on my hips to pull my ass to his groin.

  Finding my footing, we stand, and I turn to face Brett, his hands run under the cups of my bikini, and my breasts bob just like he was hoping.

  "My pussy is so ready for you, baby," I tell him as I pull the bikini strings, the bottoms fall off in seconds, and I wrap my arms around my man, my suit in my hands.

  He lifts me, and I wrap my legs around him, and he lowers his swim trunks, freeing his massive cock. My pussy spreads for him, and I sink against him.

  "Love, you are so nice and tight, no matter how many times I take you."

  I grind my hips against him as he thrusts into me. The pressure is intense and glorious. It fills me so fast.

  "Fill my cunt with your cum," I moan, as the waves wash over us, not caring how loud I am. I want the world to know that Brett is a perfect lover. My lover. "Fill me now."

  He slows his thrusts, and I tighten my grip around his shoulders, my breasts pressed tight against his chest.

  "I have something to give you first. "

  "What?" I pant.

  "I think my little pet needs a Christmas present." He moves in me, and I can't slow down.

  "I'm gonna cum, Brett. Let me cum first." I bounce on top of his rigid cock, filling myself up, always loving how I get off on him, and now that he's mine it hasn't changed. If anything, I am hornier than ever.

  He was right about being adventurous.

  The handcuffs were fun. The whip was more fun and the stripper pole was the most fun.

  "Ohh, baby. I'm coming. Now, oh yeah, ohhh, yes." I move on top of him until the orgasm crashes through me.

  He releases inside me too, never able to resist when my pussy tightens around his dick.

  Panting, I look at him, and realize he eyes are different. They are darker, more serious.

  "What is it?"

  "Ella, I love you and you love me, and I want you forever. I don't want anyone else to have you. Yes, I love your tight little pussy. I love that you saved it for me. But I also love your adventurous streak, and the way you want to please me. I love that you want to explore the world with me by your side."

  "I love you too, Brett."

  I pull him close, kissing him hard. Our mouths melting together.

  "Baby, I want to give you your present." He sets me down, my breasts bobbing between us, the water crystalline so his cock is in clear view, still so massive and hard. I want it again.

  But he pulls up his trunks, and reaches into a velcro'd pocket, pulling out a zippered baggie.

  My brows furrow not understanding. He pulls something from it, and then looks down at me.

  "Marry me, Ella. Let me take care of you and your little pussy. Let me love you until the day I die." He holds up a massive ten-caret solitaire, and slips it on my finger.

  "Oh my god." I throw my arms around my fiancé, looking at my be-ringed finger.

  "So that's a yes?"

  "That's a yes, baby." I kiss him again, and the only thing I want to do is drag him from the water, toss him on the hotel bed, and fuck him forever.

  "You are everything Ella. And you are mine."

  "Forever," I tell him. "Yours forever.”

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