The Side Project

Chapter 8: Kyle

Chapter 8: Kyle

Running Hot

Running Hot

"Shit, I forgot my water bottle in Reed's car," Lexi said when we got in my car for the drive home. She hopped out of the car and jogged up the stairs to Reed's door and let herself in.

She was inside a bit longer than I expected and instead of going to Reed's car when she came back out she ran straight back to mine.

"What's going on?" I asked as she climbed in.

"Just back to your place ASAP, please," Lexi said. She was breathing heavily.

"Ok, but for real what just happened?" I asked as I put my car in drive and pulled away from the curb.

"I walked in on him and Katrina. Oh my gosh Ky, it was so fucking hot. They didn't even make it into the kitchen, she must have just walked in and hit her knees and started blowing him like the minute she walked through the door. Then she started like pulling off her clothes while she kept sucking him off. She was wanton, and oh my gosh what a body," Lexi said.

"Whoa, guess we really weren't misreading the signs. You just hang out there and watch?" I asked, bemused.

"I know it's weird, I like froze. Then Reed saw me and just gave me that grin he has, you know? As if to say 'yeah I got this hot slut'. Then I guess Katrina wondered why he wasn't making eye contact with her so she glanced over and I swear she smiled around his dick. That's when I broke out of my trance and I pretty much just ran out of there," Lexi said.

"Damn, sounds kind of like you liked watching," I said, probing a bit at what had gotten Lexi so worked up.

"I don't know, maybe I do, but all I know for sure is that I'm turned on as fuck right now. I hope you're ready for me when we get back to your place," Lexi said, the desire obvious in her tone. I glanced over at her, she had one hand between her legs, playing with herself over her shorts I guessed. It might have been the fastest I ever got home from Reed's.

As soon as we were in the front door, Lexi was tugging me towards my living room couch. Without ceremony she shoved a lamp out of the way, kicked off her shoes, then dropped her shorts and underwear and bent over the arm of the couch. "I want it fucking hard today, please," Lexi requested. I wasn't surprised, it seemed to fit her mood.

I stripped out of my own clothes and put two fingers to Lexi's slit to verify she was wet. She was more than wet - she was sopping. I hardened quickly.

"Holy shit, Lex, I've never seen you this wet without a little foreplay," I said.

"The foreplay was watching that slut Katrina, then playing with myself the whole drive over," Lexi said.

I laughed, Lexi made a fair point. I started to play with her pussy, teasingly running my fingertips up and down her cute pink lips, feeling the lubrication she was producing.

"Kyle Fucking Kinnick, stop with the goddamn teasing right now or I will blue ball the fuck out of you and go take care of myself," Lexi barked.

"I'm not teasing you, I'm just making sure you're ready to take a dick," I said innocently.

"You literally just said I was sopping, which I'm aware of, you asshole. Now are you going to take care of your girl like a real man or you going to leave me high and dry like that jackass Jimbo?" Lexi demanded.

"Well I wouldn't be leaving you dry," I couldn't help but fire back, but I also was not going to be lumped in with that loser. I lined up my dick and plunged into her all the way with one stroke. Lexi groaned in pleasure. I felt a surge of ecstasy roll through my body.

"Fuck, that's what I need, now really give it to me. I want to feel like a bad girl, just like that slut," Lexi said. I was seeing a new part of Lexi, I realized. She sometimes preferred slightly more aggressive sex, but this idea of wanting to feel bad was new. Something for later consideration, I told myself. Right now I had a job to do.

I began thrusting, quickly building up to a frantic pace. I held Lexi in place by her hips so my dick wouldn't slip out and my hips slammed into her ass with each thrust. Even though Lexi was small, I appreciated she had a little extra meat to her ass. Any skinnier and I would have been worried about hurting her.

"Fuck yes, pound the hell out of my filthy, slutty pussy!" Lexi cried. I could only muster a grunt in response, such was the pace of my thrusting. I was already sweating again.

It did not take Lexi long before she was keening as she came. I was a little surprised she was cumming from just penetration, then I realized she was probably getting some clitoral stimulation from the angle she was being slammed into the arm of the couch. Combined with the mental stimulation from the taboo situation she had witnessed that was enough to get her off.

I paused my thrusting for a moment and caught my breath. I didn't disengage from Lexi, but just the head of my cock was inside her. Feeling inspired, and a bit naughty I drew my right hand back and delivered a smack to her ass cheek. Nothing close to full power, but enough that a loud clap rang across the living room. Lexi yelped in surprise.

"Not cool?" I asked, worried. We had never played around with spanking.

"No, you just surprised me. I, uh, actually kind of liked it. No harder than that though. I like the bad girl side of getting spanked, not the pain," Lexi said. "You, uh, better do the other cheek, even it up."

I complied, and admired the way her athletic ass jiggled at my strike. I began thrusting again. Lexi was a more active participant now that she'd gotten off, subtly meeting each thrust and maximizing depth and pleasure. I think she was also more deliberately positioning herself now so that every time I pounded my hips into her, her clit got pushed against the couch. It wasn't long before she sighed and I saw, and felt, her body convulse as she had a second orgasm. Not as big as the first, but still a solid one.

That was good, because it wasn't like I was going to last a lot longer. The thrill of victory, the eroticism of our barely contained lust, not to mention Lexi's tight pussy were too much to resist. I didn't hold back and emptied my balls into Lexi.

We stayed connected for a moment, breathing heavily. It had been one of the most intense fucks of our whole relationship. I put my hands on the arm of the couch on either side of Lexi and pushed myself fully upright. My softening dick slipped out of her and a rivulet of semen began to run down her thigh.

"I think I might be sore tomorrow, damn that was hot," I said. Between the tennis and whatever explosion had just happened between us, my muscles felt it.

"I know I'm going to be sore tomorrow," Lexi said. "But I'm considering that a good thing."

I laughed at Lexi's innuendo and gave her a light smack on the bottom. "Come on you, shower time, and don't drip jizz all over my carpet," I told her.

Lexi laughed, knowing I was teasing. She levered herself back upright and pulled off the jersey and sports bra she had been wearing as we walked to the bathroom. I turned on the water and waited for it to get warm while Lexi pulled her hair out of the ponytail she'd had it in for the match.

I was not exactly sure what mood Lexi would be in. Typically our post-coital showers involved a lot of unnecessary touching and were an extension of our intimacy. However the encounter we had just had was completely atypical, so I thought that might change our routine. I got under the water first and Lexi climbed in behind me. I turned to face her and she pulled me into a hug, her head nestled into my chest. I hugged her back. Mystery solved, I thought to myself, we were right back to our normal routine.

"Thanks for that, I know it was a little different, but I was really worked up," Lexi said quietly. She seemed almost embarrassed.

"It was great, very hot. Different, but sex with you is always awesome no matter the variety," I said to Lexi.

"It was hot." Lexi looked up at me and grinned. I leaned down and kissed her. "It was weird, I felt almost out of control, like I needed it so bad," she said once we stopped kissing.

"You think it was just walking in on Katrina and Reed?" I asked.

"Partially, I have always found the idea of watching kind of hot," Lexi said.

"Kind of makes sense, you're a pretty visual person, like with your love of pictures and things. First time you've ever walked in on someone?"

"Happened once in college, classic deal where roommate brought a guy home and was too drunk to remember to give me warning. Everybody was embarrassed," Lexi said.

"But today, sounds like neither Reed or Katrina were at all embarrassed, maybe that's the difference, they liked showing off," I guessed.

"Yeah, that might be it actually. Watching can be hot in theory, but it's also kind of creepy if the participants aren't aware. I sort of ran out of there just reflexively, but knowing they both were perfectly happy to show off was part of what set me off," Lexi said.

"Ok so what was the other part do you think?" I asked. I was having a great time unpacking Lexi's sexual motivations and already thinking about ways I could use them to improve our sex life even more.

"I guess some combination of the taboo nature of it - obviously she's cheating - but more so that she was just so sexually confident. The way she was going after him, I could just tell she knew exactly what she wanted," Lexi explained.

"You're pretty confident in that way though, you've never been shy about bedroom stuff," I pointed out.

"Right, and I like that you're confident too, but you've been around the block a few times, how often do you find a woman who has that confidence?" Lexi asked rhetorically.

"It's a good point, it's not super common, part of the reason you're so great," I said, thinking over some of the women I had hooked up with recently. I felt like I was almost always the one taking the lead in the bedroom rather than the give and take I enjoyed with Lexi.

"Anyways, it was great sex, probably best not to overthink such things," Lexi said, bringing a close to that line of discussion. "Now lean down so I can wash your hair for you. When we're rich we'll have to get one of those benches so you can sit."

I complied, waiting for Lexi to remember.

"Oh shit, I forgot you are rich now. Have you thought anymore about moving and stuff?" Lexi asked once the realization of what she had forgotten dawned. She began massaging shampoo into my scalp. Lexi rarely offered to wash my hair. It felt wonderful.

"Not really, I think we'll probably start to discuss that more seriously this afternoon when we meet with Reed," I said. I straightened and began rinsing out the shampoo.

"You still sure you want me to come? It's you guys' money," Lexi asked. She wasn't as tentative as she had been the previous day, but I appreciated she was not feeling any entitlement.

"Yep, no change in my stance. I want you as a partner in this adventure, now come here, your turn to get your hair washed," I said.