Surprise.
That was mostly how you felt right now. Granted, you didn't know why, but still, walking in on something of this nature had the ability of invoking surprise in those who commit it. When Octavia texted you saying she had't been having too nice of a day, you decided that your errands could go fuck themselves and quickly made your way home. You didn't have the slightest clue as to what or how you planned on helping her with that, but you were good at coming up with plans on the fly, a talent that saved your skin in more than one instance. And right now, it hinged on the element of surprise.
Snapping out of your initial surprise, you begin to make your way slowly and quietly to where your beautiful girlfriend currently sat. Halfway there, and feeling a little cocky in your stealth skills, you pause and observe her, simply watching and absorbing every tiny detail. This was a practice you often employed as of recent; your fanfics about pastel colored horses had been lacking some luster as of recent, and simply watching the world around you proved to aid in your own descriptions of worlds.
Currently, Octavia was sitting at the edge of the bed, her pale skin glowing softly in the little light that the drawn curtains allowed to enter the room. It also glistened slightly from the effort she was putting into her current activity. Her long, flowing black hair cascaded down her back like an oil spout, the little light also glowing of off it, giving Octavia an angelic apperance, your heart beating faster at the sheer beauty of her right now. You noticed that, in an uncermonial heap in the corner of the room, were her clothes, though a certain pink bowtie was missing from it. You chuckle mentally, knowing just where it was.
With the stealth of a cat, you remove your own shirt, shoes, and socks before slowly, ever-so-fucking-slowly, you crawled onto the bed and crept behind her. Thank Faust for Temperpedic, You think to yourself, sliding your hands around her waist and resting your chin on her shoulder. She gasps at first, imediately taking her hand away from her cock and turning her head to see yours, sighing in both relief and frustration at your sight. "Oh, it's you," She let out after her sigh, closing her eyes and resting her hands on yours. "You scared me half to death, you know?" She added softly, a heavy blush still on her cheeks.
"And I'm sorry for that," You begin, giving her a small, tender kiss before continuing, "You don't have to stop, y'know?" Looking down, you see that her dick is slowly shrinking; you guess it's from embarissment at being seen.
Speaking of, it had been quite a shock when you found out she... packed more equipment than most girls. It was definately different, but also not a deal breaker. When you found out, a secret she had guarded very carefully when you had first started dating, you promptly had a bit of a freak-out. After getting some fresh air, you went back inside and decided that while you weren't used to it, dating for little over a year and falling in love with her, you could get past a little detail like that. Not without ample time, of course. Two years, apparently, was ample time.
"N-no, I-I should. It-it's not appropriate..." Octavia sammered out, moving her hands from yours to cover herself.
You simply grabbed her hands and moved them gently to her sides, showing her quickly shrinking dick once more. "Hey," You say simply, turning her head to give her a kiss. "I'm okay with this, you know? I love you, and being a little differnet isn't going to stop me from doing that," You say softly, your voice quiet, yet above a whisper. "In fact..." You trail off, running a hand from her waist to her breast, pinching her nipple softly before massaging her mound, "Maybe I could help you out a bit..." You lean forward a bit and nibble on her earlobe before breathing out, "If you ask nice enough."
Octavia lets out a content sigh, "W-what do you me-mean?" She stammers out, her voice betraying her words in knowing excatly what you mean.
"You know what I mean," You breathe out, placing tender kisses and nips along her neck, her head tiliting to allow you more room while you brush a hand just close enough to run along her balls before keeping it at her waist. She lets out a gasp as you graze her sack and you smirk mentally when you see her near-flacid cock begin to climb back up. You swap hands, the one that was fondoling her breast now at her waist while the idle one now gropes the other breast. Octavia lets out a long coo at this, one that's music to your ears.
"Come on..." You breathe, the hand at her waist cupping her balls and slowly, gentely massaging them, "All you have to do is ask," You breathe out, sucking slightly on her sensitive neck before letting it go with a small pop.
She takes a shuddering gasp before squirming slightly at your touch. "P-Please... rub... m-my..." Her voice dies down and you respond by massaging her breast and balls faster.
"I couldn't hear you... what was that?" You ask with feined innoccence.
"Mmm~! Pl-please... jerk me off," She finishes at a whisper, her face beet-red. You smirk with satisfaction when you see her cock twitch in anticipation.
"That wasn't so hard..." You whisper before grasping her throbbing dick and slowly working it up and down, eleciting a gasp quickly followed by a long, low moan from Octavia, "Now, was it?"
Octavia responds by moaning, her eyes closed and her head leaning back in pleasure. You continue at a slow pace, reveling the cute little 'Oohh's and 'Nngh!'s she gives. Soon enough, she gives little thrusts of her own, trying to stimulate as much as possible from you. You feel something hot and sticky begin trailing down your hand lazily. When you look down, you notice she's already leaking precum and that it's responsible for the somewhat odd sensation.
"This is your time; I'm yours to command," You whisper, Octavia shivering as you do.
She lets out an adorable whimper as she gives one last weak, half-hearted thrust before letting her hips come to a rest. In a shakey whisper, she lets out, "F-faster..."
You comply, making your movements a little faster as you feel her heartbeat increase slightly in your hand. Octavia lets out a long moan at normal volume, settling nicely into her situation. You nib at her neck a little harder before sucking on it and letting it out of your mouth with a loud pop, making Octavia gasp and moan. "Faster," Octavia lets out at normal volume, her dick pulsating in your hand. You begin going up and down at a steady pace, your finger becoming slightly slick at the pre that had leaked out earlier. "Haaaaaah~!" Octavia lets out, deciding she had remained civil for long enough, her moans growing in volume and number. "F-faster! Fasteeeer~!" She nearly screams out, her hips moving of their own accord.
Your pace is quick, short pumps up and down her cock, your hand on her breast kneading quckly and pinching the nipple enough to cause Octavia to cry out in pleasure on occasion. She lets out carnal moans often, her hips pulling back when you pull up and slidding forward when you push down. You can feel her heartbeat in her dick, the rapid thumps making your own heart beat faster. You see her hands grab the bed sheets in handfuls, her full breasts bouncing at the shaking her hips are causing. "F-fuck~! Yes, yes yeeeeess~!" Octavia screams out, lost in her world or pleasure. Her primal screams are getting you aroused yourself; this maight just have to go beyond a simple handjob...
"F-faster~!" Octavia screams out, more precum leaking out and begining to run over your hand. You go even faster, the force causing her balls to slap at the inside of her thighs. So that's why it's called fapping... You think idly as Octavia screams your name, pulling your thoughts back to her. Your arm begins to grow sore; you hope that she'll wrap this up soon.
"I'm... I'm...!" Octavia screams out, unable to form the words with raggad pants and shuddering breaths.
"You're what?" You ask, knowing exactly what she was about to do.
"I'm cummiiiiiiiiing~!" Octavia screams out, loud enough you're more than sure the neighbors heard. Her dick somehow manages to twitch in your hand as you rapidly pump, her thrusts quick, rapid, and without rhyme or reason. You feel her thick streams race through her dick before they erupt out, spraying the first stream all the way up to her face, the second lading haphazerdly on her breasts, the third only to her navel, and the fourth with only enough power to spurt out and cover your hand. After that, it still leaked out in a slow river, your hand coating her dick in white before you stopped.
After letting out several heavy pants, she falls backwards with enough force to make you lay down. For a few moments, her panting, sweating form simplys lies atop yours, Octavia trying her best to compose herself. You reach your cum-covered hand up to her mouth, where she begins to clean it off with her mouth, licking up and down your palm and sucking on your fingers, one at a time. Once you're clean, she rolls over and stands on all fours above you, a happy grin plastered to her face, her eyes glazed over from love and afterglow. The sight of her own cum splayed across her face is the final nail in the coffin of your desecion to have her return such and act. "Thank you," Octavia says happily. "I love you."
You smile back to her, leaning up to meet her lips in a soft, loving kiss. "I love you, too."
"Now," Octavia says, catching a strand of her own seed on her finger and slowly, sucking it clean, her eyes burning into yours, "I think it would only be fair if I did something similar for you..." She trailed off, giving you a lustful smile.
You smile back at her. "What are you waiting for?"
