Her entire body felt like it was floating. Cosima barely noticed when Tristan rolled off her and went to the bathroom to take care of the condom. She turned onto her back and stretched her arms above her head. She felt so properly and perfectly used. She’d had good sex and great sex…and then there was this. Her pussy still throbbed as she thought about how good he felt in her mouth, how good he felt in her pussy, and how good his finger felt in her ass. She should be satiated behind the force of the orgasm that had her screaming into his pillows, but Tristan awoke something feral inside her. All she wanted was to be on her knees with the length of his dick down her throat, against her cheeks, and between her breasts. She wanted to suck him until breathing was just a theory, and then she wanted to swallow every bit of his pleasure.

Those were the thoughts that filled her mind when Tristan returned from the bathroom and found her sitting up against the headboard with her legs spread, fingers deep in her pussy as she rolled and squeezed her nipples between her fingers.

She giggled when he swore under his breath but sat on the edge of the bed so he could get a better view. His dick bobbed as Cosima went about the business of truly putting on a show of pleasuring herself. She stroked herself and rubbed her clit, licking her juices from her fingers while making sure she maintained eye contact with him. It wasn’t long before his dick was completely hard, and he started to wrap his hand around himself.

“Don’t touch yourself,” she moaned, surprised that Tristan immediately obeyed, placing his hands palms up on the bed.

Cosima continued thrusting her fingers harder and faster into her pussy as she whimpered, “That’s mine. But first, I’ve got to…”

Her words dropped off as the first stirrings of another orgasm began deep in her belly. Cosima kept fingering herself but brought her other hand to cover her clit, rubbing hard even as her fingers slid in and out of her wetness until she felt pleasure wash over her. She slowly brought her fingers to her lips, licking each one before she got off the bed on shaking legs. She kneeled before him and reached for his beautiful, thick length. Cosima tapped Tristan’s dick against her tongue a few times before she went about the business of pleasing him until he was fucking her mouth and whispering the nastiest things as she took him as far down her throat as her gag reflex would allow. She sucked him until he started trying to pull her off by her hair. She sucked him while he pleaded that he was about to cum. She sucked him until he bucked, and she felt salty, sticky warmth against her tongue.

And then she sucked him dry.