ADifferentKindOfCosplay (2 page)

A few days later, by some miracle, Zach and Reese had a day
off together. It didn’t happen often, so when Zach woke up and his brain kicked
into gear, he rolled over and snuggled up behind Reese, pressing a kiss to her
bare shoulder. She was wearing a cute little sleep set—a strappy top and tiny
shorts—and he looked forward to removing it.

“Hey, gorgeous,” he murmured, pulling her hair to one side
and nuzzling her neck, “you awake?”

“Sort of,” she replied sleepily. “Why, what’s up?”

“Nothing.” Zach spooned his girlfriend, making sure his
stiffening cock pushed against her rounded bottom, knowing she’d be able to
feel it, even through her shorts and his boxers. “Just thought it would be nice
to make the most of the fact that neither of us has to be anywhere today. It’s
been a while.” Reaching around, he gently cupped her left breast, gratified to
feel the nipple hardening against his palm.

“Mmm,” Reese said, wriggling her backside, a move he knew
was deliberate. She was teasing him. “It has, hasn’t it? So what do you have in
mind?”

“Oh, I dunno…” He continued to play with the soft mound of
flesh, plucking at the stiff peak and enjoying the fact that, although she was
trying hard not to make a sound, the rate of her breathing had increased. “I
thought maybe we could play chess.”

“Chess?” She giggled. “Is that what we’re calling it these
days?” Twisting around in his embrace, she captured his lips with hers. “All
right then,” she said, briefly pulling away, “well if your knight wants to
capture my queen, then go for it.”

Zach growled, then pushed Reese onto her back, quickly
covering her with his body, his elbows to either side of her so as not to crush
her. “Oh, my knight
definitely
wants to capture your queen,” he said,
rocking his pelvis against hers, his now fully erect cock pressed against her
pussy. He could feel the heat emanating from her, despite the layers between
them. God, he really wished those layers weren’t there, that he could bury
himself inside her, feel her wet warmth wrapped around his dick.

“God,” he gasped, looking into her eyes, happy to find them
as full of arousal as he felt, “you’re so beautiful. I love you.”

“I love y—”

Her reply was cut off as he leaned down and kissed her,
showing her just how beautiful she was, how much he desired her. Opening his
mouth, he deepened the kiss, nibbling gently at her plump lower lip before
sucking it between his. He knew how much she liked it, and was gratified to
hear her moan and feel her writhe beneath him.

Releasing her lip, he delved his tongue inside, exploring
her mouth. She admitted him eagerly, her tongue sweeping and thrusting against
his, their movements growing steadily more enthusiastic as their arousal built.

Shifting his weight onto his left arm, he moved his right
hand down, seeking the hem of Reese’s top. Finding it, he slipped beneath the
thin material, caressing her gently curved stomach before cupping her breast
again—this time skin to skin. She was warm to the touch—hot, actually, her body
clearly reacting to their foreplay. He teased the puckered flesh beneath his
fingers, pinching and rolling her nipple, happily swallowing the groans that
issued from her throat.

Rocking his hips, he got into a rhythm, effectively
masturbating them both while he played with her breast. The other one needed
some attention, so he switched his position, this time his left hand working at
the straining bud.

After a few more minutes he gave her another long, hard,
heartfelt kiss before pulling away.

A tiny mewling sound escaped Reese’s lips. Zach grinned
broadly as he shuffled down her body, shoving at her top and encouraging her to
sit up so he could pull it over her head. Tossing it over his shoulder, he
didn’t have the slightest concern for where it landed. All he was bothered
about was his stunning girlfriend and the pleasure he was about to give her.

Now both his hands were free, he could concentrate on using
them simultaneously to play with Reese’s breasts—she’d always enjoyed having
her nipples stimulated, and he was more than happy to do so.

Leaning down, he dotted kisses across her décolletage, her
collarbone, the tops of her arms, drawing out the tension, making her wait just
that little bit longer before he moved down her body.

Soon he could hold out no more—he was desperate to have her
sweet, soft flesh in his mouth, her erect nipples pressed against his palate,
her groans in his ears. Shifting right, he captured her left breast, pulling it
hard between his lips while his left hand moved over to torture her right
breast.

Sucking and tweaking, licking and pinching, nibbling and
caressing, he tormented Reese relentlessly, spurred on by every wriggle, every
moan, every gasp. She was just so damn responsive, she could easily make a man
lose his mind.

In the back of said mind, he couldn’t help but wonder how
she would react when her birthday surprise, or more accurately surprises, were
revealed. What she would say, what she would do, when he presented himself as
Thor, Hawkeye, Captain America, Bruce Banner and Iron Man in turn? He knew
she’d be shocked. It was inevitable, as she didn’t have the slightest idea what
he was scheming, but would she think it was hot? Her ordinary estate agent boyfriend
dressing up as her favorite superheroes? Would she enjoy being seduced by a
blond-haired god, a war hero, and whatever the others were? God, he really had
to brush up on their backgrounds, he decided. Make it more of a roleplay,
rather than just putting on a bunch of outfits and hoping for the best.

No, he told himself. Not a roleplay. A
cosplay.
That
was the geeky term, and as he was dating a geek, he really ought to get it
right.

For now, though, he was quite happy to lose his mind, his
entire self, in Reese’s luscious body. Shifting his right hand down, he slipped
it beneath the waistband of her tiny shorts and sought her pussy. What he found
there made him groan loudly around her trembling flesh. She was soaking wet and
red hot, like molten fucking lava.

As if he hadn’t already wanted her to the extreme, now he
was overwhelmed by lust, consumed by the need to bury his cock deep inside her
slick, tight channel and pump away until they both screamed their climaxes.

But he wouldn’t—not just yet. First he wanted to taste her.

Another sound of protest came from the head of the bed as he
stopped playing with her chest, followed by a happy groan as he hooked his
fingers into the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down. They too were
flung across the room, and he moved farther down the mattress, pushing her
thighs apart and settling between them.

Immediately, the delicious scent of her sex assaulted his
nostrils, and his mouth watered.

Getting into a comfortable position, he used his thumbs to
part her swollen labia, and feasted his gaze on the treasure he’d uncovered.
She was wet, so impossibly wet, and her clit stood out, practically screaming
to be touched.

Smiling to himself, Zach decided the needy bundle of nerve
endings could wait. Just for a while. First, he wanted to lick up every drop of
juices that adorned his girlfriend’s vulva, then push his tongue as far inside
her as it would go and gather up more. She was addictive, heady, and he found
himself hoping there were no errands to run that day. What he really wanted was
to stay at home, making love, fucking, screwing his delicious doctor until
neither of them could move.

“God, oh god!” Reese whined. “Please stop teasing me, Zach.”

He chuckled. “And where would be the fun in that,
sweetheart?” Landing a playful slap on her thigh, he continued, “Now be quiet
and take what’s coming to you.”

He looked at her splayed pussy for a few seconds longer,
then dived in, making a start on what he’d promised himself he would enjoy.
Eagerly but not too quickly, he ran his tongue up the seam of her, humming with
pleasure as her flavor exploded over his taste buds. As always, she was tart
and sweet all at once, and she made his cock so hard it hurt.

Reaching down with his free hand, he rearranged himself in
his boxer shorts, hoping to relieve some of the tension there. It didn’t work,
not even a little, and he let out a grunt of frustration and tried hard to
ignore the ache between his legs as he attended to the ache between Reese’s.

He ran his tongue between her folds over and over again,
licking up all her sweet juices while studiously ignoring her clit. Cute little
growls and the way she thrust her pelvis up toward his face told Zach how much
she wanted it, needed it.

Grinning to himself, he continued to ignore the taut knot at
the apex of her vulva, dancing his tongue around anywhere but there until he
was satisfied he’d tasted all the fluid she’d produced. Then, rolling his
tongue into something resembling a phallic shape, he pushed it inside her
red-hot channel. It didn’t go far, of course—it wasn’t the length of his
fingers or his cock—but he penetrated as deeply as he could, happily twirling,
flicking and twisting the organ to taste more of her.

Reese’s hands came down and tangled in his hair, gripping
tightly and tugging until sparks of pain danced across his scalp. The sensation
fired him up further, and he responded by pressing his palms firmly to her
silky inner thighs and spreading her legs as far as they would go. Then he
resumed feasting on her delicious cunt.

Slipping his tongue from her core, he allowed it to journey
between her swollen folds once more, teasing, titillating, tantalizing.

“Please,” Reese begged again. “Please, baby, touch my clit.
Make me come.”

Zach didn’t even dignify her words with a response. Instead
he moved up a little, much closer to the distended bud in question, and began
circling it. Round and round, keeping a small but significant distance,
providing pleasure but not enough to result in climax. He continued until his
beautiful girlfriend turned into a snarling wildcat, writhing and kicking,
calling him all the names under the sun.

Only then, with a shit-eating grin, did he touch her clit.
He drew numbers and letters on it, swiping and flicking, allowing plenty of
saliva to slick over the sensitive area as he increased the pressure.

Reese’s pleas and whines turned into a stream of
unintelligible words littered with the occasional expletive. Her hands tugged
harder on his hair, and she bucked her hips up to meet his face, putting him in
severe danger of a split lip. In response, he held her down again as he
increased his pace, his concentration, on her pleasure button.

Impossibly it swelled further beneath his ministrations.
Reese sounded as if she was going out of her mind. He decided to put her out of
her misery—or her bliss, anyway. It wasn’t an entirely selfless gesture—she was
utterly gorgeous, utterly perfect as she came apart beneath him, and he wanted
so badly to fuck her.

Pulling her clit between his lips, he began to suck. Softly
at first, so as not to hurt her, then harder and harder, catapulting her toward
climax. The noises she made, the way her muscles tightened and released, the
incessant tugging on his hair, told him she was getting close. Keeping up the
pace and the pressure, Zach pulled and sucked, sucked and pulled until, with an
almighty wail, Reese came.

She swore, she thrashed, and milliseconds later she froze.
Her pussy gushed juices onto his chin. Only then did he release her clit and
move down to lick them all up, eagerly allowing the sweetness to saturate his
tongue.

When she relaxed a little, her orgasm abating, Zach removed
his boxers, then quickly moved up the bed, covering her with his body. Reaching
down, he positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance and pushed inside. Her
walls, still fluttering, still gripping, gobbled him up eagerly, and he sank
home with a guttural moan.

Fully seated inside her, his balls squashed up against her
body, he leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss. She responded willingly,
enthusiastically, opening her mouth and admitting his tongue, meeting it with
her own.

They quickly got into a rhythm, their tongues thrusting,
jaws working, teeth nibbling in time with Zach’s rocking hips. As he had when
he’d gone down on her, Zach started off slow, wanting to make the experience
last, which was no mean feat when he had a red-hot, soaking-wet pussy wrapped
around his cock.

Exploring her mouth thoroughly helped to distract him from
the overwhelming sensations whizzing through his body. Her pussy felt sublime
and he wanted nothing more than to pound it harder, faster until he was
overtaken by pleasure and he could do nothing but come. But he firmly reminded
himself he didn’t want to rush, and continued to piston in and out of her,
slowly building up speed as their kissing became more frantic.

It seemed, however, that Reese had other ideas. She reached
out and grasped his buttocks, at the same time hooking her ankles around the
backs of his legs. With her arms and legs simultaneously, she pulled him
deeper, harder inside her, thrusting her hips up to meet his.

Pulling away from her lips, Zach moved away enough that her
face came back into focus. Reese’s expression was wild, needy. She wanted to
come again, it seemed, and soon.

Staring into her lust-filled eyes for several long seconds,
he grinned. “I fucking love you, Reese.”

“I love you too, baby. Now please fuck me. As hard and as
fast as you can go, until we both come.”

Groaning, he said, “God, how am I supposed to resist a
request like that?”

Digging her fingernails into his buttocks, she grinned back
cheekily. “You’re not.” Now she slapped his arse. “Get on with it.”

“Yes ma’am!” Kissing her once more, he shifted position,
putting his hands either side of her hips and beginning to fuck her with all
the love and passion he felt for her. It built and built until Zach was sure he
could go no faster, no harder.

But when Reese begged him for more, he couldn’t refuse. From
a reserve he never knew he had, he pulled out even more energy, and pounded
more forcefully into her, screwing them both senseless. Their cries mingled,
filled the room, punctuated by growls, groans, expletives and pleas to a
variety of deities.

Perspiration covered their bodies, making the sound of their
skin rhythmically slapping together louder, ruder.

Squeezing his eyes tightly closed, Zach willed himself to
keep going—just a little longer, a little faster. But he couldn’t keep up the
pace indefinitely.

“Baby,” he ground out, opening his eyes and looking down at
her beautiful, flushed face. “I can’t hold on. I need to come.”

Her eyes twinkled with love, mischief and need as she stared
back at him. “Go for it, gorgeous. I’ll come with you.”

“O-okay.” He’d have to take her word for it, hope she was right.
Pulling in a deep breath, he used the last of his energy to take his pleasure
from her pussy, its perfect stroke, grip, slickness sending him over the edge
in no time at all.

“God,” he said, then bit his lip. “God, I’m coming…”

“Uhh,” came the reply. “Me…too!”

By some miracle, their climaxes arrived within seconds of
each other, and they jerked and bucked and clutched as they were taken over by
bliss.

“Fuuuck!” Zach finally said, gently disentangling himself
from Reese and collapsing beside her on the mattress. “That was—”

She finished his sentence for him. “Fucking amazing.”