Jully Goes Wild with Lust for the Strap-On

Chapter 88

I grabbed the strap-on with one hand, feeling its weight in my palm, the firm cold rubber, the thick veins marked under my fingers like it was a living thing. Right then a crazy frenzy shot up through my whole body, like fire that doesn't make sense, it just burns. My clit throbbed hard, my pussy clenched on its own, getting wet again in seconds, like the tiredness from before was a lie. I wanted that thing right now, no thinking, no waiting, nothing. The lust turned into something wild, insane, making me laugh to myself from nerves and pure desire, my heart pounding in my pussy, my legs shaking with anticipation.

Mariana was right there next to me, testing a little whip in her hand, giving a light smack on her own thigh to hear the sound, when I grabbed her arm and pulled her along almost dragging, running out with the strap-on swinging in my other hand. She stumbled after me, naked, her tits bouncing wildly with every step, protesting loud but already laughing, the little whip still firm in her free hand giving me light smacks on my legs.

"Hey, you crazy bitch, stop right there! Where the fuck are you taking me with that thing?"

"Shut up and come with me, you cow!"

"But I left my stuff back there, Jully, fuck!"

"You can get it later, damn it!"

"The door's open, you maniac!"

"Nobody's gonna see, we'll close it later, come on, stop busting my balls!"

"But damn, what do you want that's so urgent, huh?"

I stopped suddenly in the middle of the closet, turned to her still holding her arm tight, and raised the strap-on up to her face level, swinging it like a dirty trophy, my voice hoarse with lust, almost growling, my eyes locked on hers:

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you slut."

Her eyes went wide, then she burst out laughing, her face flushing right away, the lust coming back strong because she knew I wasn't joking one bit. The little whip was still swinging in her hand, forgotten in the middle of the rush, and she gave a light swish in the air like she was testing the idea.

"Fuck, Jully, you're totally losing it, huh?" she said, laughing but already biting her lip, her eyes shining. "But if it's to test it out... I'm game."

We went into my bedroom, completely forgetting about Tommy, the door locked this time. I slid those straps through my legs trying to get it right, buckled here and tightened there, until everything was secure; it was easier to put on than I thought. I gave it a shake and it seemed ready, the thing pointing forward, heavy and weird between my legs.

Mariana was still laughing, swinging the little whip in her hand like it was a new toy, she seemed to love the whooshing sound it made.

The lust was way too strong, no time for games. I grabbed her by the nape, pulled hard and shoved my mouth onto hers, a sloppy kiss, tongue invading without asking. While that was going on, I slid my hand between her legs, fingers straight to her wet pussy, feeling the heat and the slickness dripping. I worked fast, two fingers inside, thumb on her clit, until she moaned into my mouth. I pulled my hand out all shiny and rubbed it on the strap-on, wetting it all over, the rubber getting slippery and warm.

Mariana was all soft now with the whip in her hand.

"Get on all fours for me, cousin," I said low, voice thick, not asking.

She hesitated for a second, laughing nervously, but she obeyed, turned her back and got on all fours on the bed, her ass up high. I took the whip from her hand, took it carefully but firm, and tossed it to my side on the bed, within reach.

"Damn, the idea of this is turning me on so much."

She looked back over her shoulder, eyes shining with lust and a bit of teasing.

"Go easy, huh, you horny bitch. I don't wanna be walking funny tomorrow."

I laughed low, positioned myself behind her, the head of the strap-on brushing her entrance, hot and wet. I pushed in slow, feeling the resistance, then the wet slide when it went in. She moaned loud, her head dropping forward, hands gripping the sheet.

"Fuck... that's thick..."

I held her waist, started slow, sliding in and out, feeling the movement in my body too, the belt pressing against my clit with every thrust. The lust was so intense I was moaning along with her, grinding to feel more friction. I grabbed the whip from the side, gave a light smack on her ass, just to see the skin turn red.

"Arch more, Mari. I wanna see you all spread open for me."

It's weird, I'd never really pictured myself actually doing that. The pleasure wasn't the best, the thing rubbing against me in a kinda strange way, without that direct friction I knew, but the lust of fucking someone was magical. I'd always had this crazy fantasy of being a guy for a day just to know how they feel things, and now there, fucking my cousin, it was like I'd won the day. Having the view of a spot that was usually me in it, seeing her ass up high, her pussy opening every time I pushed, that shit was driving me wild.

I started thrusting more rhythmically, at the speed I figured it should be, trying to find the right rhythm. It was hard coordinating that new movement for me, hips going back and forth, the belt pressing against my clit with every thrust. I didn't feel the dick going in for real, but I loved being able to grip her waist hard, see her spreading wide for me so good, moaning low and arching more, her body trembling a little. That filled me with lust, made me feel totally in control, like "look at that, now I'm the one calling the shots, the one filling her up".

Mariana turned her head to the side, looking back with half-closed eyes, her mouth parted.

"Fuck, Jully... don't go slow, go harder... that thing's hitting good."

She shouldn't have said that to me.