Mia's POV ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––
Lucy's eyes lowered to the floor for a second, her hands fidgeting with the toy in her hands as she awaited my answer.
I wouldn't say me and Lucy have the most normal of relationships, especially among what's considered "friends."
We've known each other for a very long time, and we've been with each other through many little phases.
When I was seventeen I went through my bi stage, experimenting and seeing what I like and what I don't like.
Around that same time Lucy went through her own phase. As you can imagine, my little "condition" began clashing with Lucy's own high libido, and things began getting touchy between us.
And so, we went on a month- long rendezvous where we would get into it almost every single day.
And I have to say, that girl's great. She's been by far the person to get me closest to feeling satisfied by the end of sex, not an easy feat in the slightest.
We don't do it as frequently as before, but we still have our moments from time to time, and it seems like Lucy wants to do it right now.
However, the look in her eyes is different from all those times. I can see not a hint of lust in the shine of her golden orbs, just a loving, concerned look that made me feel horrible for making such a cutie upset.
That's right. Lucy, she's all I need to get that loser off my fucking mind.
"Yes, please"
Lucy looked up at me again, a giant puppy smiling in her lips.
"O-okay!" She exclaimed, excitement clear in every one of her actions as she guided me to her bed.
I laid down slowly, relief coming over me when I finally placed my back on the mattress and got to relax my shaking legs a little.
Lucy's face popped up in between my legs, her eyes staring intently at my core.
Both of her small hands landed on my pussy lips, caressing the skin lightly and watching as I began trembling and leaking further at her touch.
She opened my lips wide, the insides of my core opening with them and Lucy's gaze attentively inspecting deep inside my pussy.
She hummed, a small frown in her face as both of her thumbs reached Inside my slit and pushed against the walls, stretching my insides further apart.
"I don't think I've ever seen you this wet Mia"
She spoke, two of her fingers finally going in as her eyes landed on my face, eager to see my reaction.
Something about Lucy made me go mad. Maybe it was the way she looks at me, maybe the way she puts every single atom of her existence to make sure I was feeling better.
Whatever it was, when her fingers began exploring my pussy, pushing up against my walls and attacking every sweet spot she knew I had, it felt worlds better than when I did it myself.
"Does it feel good?"
She asked, changing the angle of her hand so her fingers would reach deeper in.
I nodded, throwing my head back in her pillow and moaning loudly as I suddenly felt her soft tongue entering my pussy.
Her hands landed on my chest while she began devouring my insides, her wet fingers grabbing the skin of my breasts and molding it to her liking.
She sucked in with her mouth, the sudden waves of air and pressure against my insides and my clit almost mind breaking.
Holly shit, how's she so damn good.
After a couple of seconds of this she pulled away, the image of my juices dripping from her chin arousing beyond belief.
Her hands pulled away from my chest as well, knowing that I had reached the point where I began craving for more.
Lucy took the dildo she had prepared, pushing her body upwards and sitting on her knees.
"How are you feeling?"
"M-more. I need more Lucy"
Lucy nodded, placing her toy against my pussy and using my juice as a lubricant.
After a few seconds she finally pushed it inside me all in one go, the head of the dildo pushing against the roof of my pussy.
"Aaaaahhhnnnn" I moaned loudly, my fingers crawling into the sheets as I tried lifting my hips up into the air.
Lucy knows exactly what I like.
She didn't let me do as I wanted, pushing my hips back down with her other hand before she began slowly pushing the dildo out, and then ramming it back inside like a bull.
She picked up the pace, thrusting fast and deep, her eyes always staying on mine, a cute smile drawn in her lips.
Something is wrong though. I need more. This isn't enough.
Lucy seemed to realize this, her other hand reaching out for her vibrator and she pressed it against my clit, putting it in the max setting.
The waves of pleasure intensified greatly after she did, but the problem persists.
I need more. This isn't enough.
I need something to destroy my pussy. I need something to poke my cervix into submission, something to push my uterus into my stomach and let me limp for the next week.
I need something to carve its way so deep into my pussy that I'll beg to have it again.
I need something like that fucking loser's big, fat juicy cock.
I couldn't help but let my mind wonder off as I was fucked by my friend. I recalled
everything I could remember from the small time I had a look at it. It's girth, it's weight, it's color.
I tried imagining it was the one that was pounding my pussy right now, a desperate attempt to trick my mind into pleasuring itself.
A horrible idea that only served to make the frustration of not being stretched and pushed into submission a million times worse.
I couldn't handle it anymore. My body was simply refusing to enjoy this anymore, and it began begging for something better.
I looked at Lucy, and it seemed like she was beginning to get frustrated as well, evident by how she stopped looking me in the eye and her full attention was now on the way her toy went in and out of me, a frown on her face as she began realizing my own current mental state.
I reached out my hand to touch hers, a signal for her to stop moving.
She took the hint, her hand holding her dildo suddenly stopping and her other one turning the vibrator off.
"Not enough?" She asked, and I simply nodded to her question.
Her hands fell on her lap, a disappointed look in her golden eyes as she spoke.
"I'm sorry Mia..."
"No, Please don't be. It's not your fault," I answered quickly once I began seeing tears building up in her eyes.
God, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I made Lucy cry because of my own stupid body.
I took her by the back of her neck, pushing her against my chest and caressing her brown hair, her face resting against my right breast.
"Aren't you gonna get sick?"
"No, it's okay. I'll find a way tomorrow alright?"
Lucy nodded, noticeably relaxing at my words.
What the hell will I do...