Chapter 3: Lexi - Ground Control

Tuesday, November 21, 2017
San Francisco, California, USA

In my early days dating, I’d thought giving oral sex just wasn’t something I was good at. As I’d matured and become more confident with my sexuality, my thinking had evolved to feeling like penises were just sort of gross. I liked what they could do inside of me, but that was basic human biology. As something to look at, much less put in my mouth, I’d pass.

Ky had never seemed overly concerned about this. We had some early disagreements about the oral sex imbalance since he went down on me all the time, but he figured out pretty quickly he could get a lot more pleasure from my pussy than my mouth.

That had been our status quo for a while, but the disparity had started to bug me a little in recent months. As my relationship with Ky had evolved rapidly over the last ten days the discrepancy had started to bother me even more. Seeing how comfortably Rose, Jackie, and especially Brand, sucked him had only compounded my discomfort.

I grinned up at Ky in the wake of his orgasm. Maybe it had taken hours of teasing and being kind of drunk, but it still counted: I’d made him cum with my mouth and I was proud of that.

Ky offered me a hand, pulled me to my feet, and gave me a kiss. Our room had a large soaking tub, and Ky turned on the water to fill that, while I hopped in the shower to rinse his cum off my boobs.

He had settled into the warm water by the time I was done. He had also raided the minibar and was on his phone, presumably sending Reed another Venmo payment request, which made me giggle.

I climbed into the tub with Ky, facing the huge window that looked out over the airport. I sat between his legs and leaned back against his chest. His arms held me around my midsection. I felt so warm, comfortable and happy. We just sat quietly like that for a few minutes, watching the planes taxi, takeoff and land.