"You wanna stay here tonight?" Yoshi asked, mopping her squirt off the floorboards.
"Sure, that'd be nice," replied Amelia, "saves me getting a taxi, but just so you know, I think I'm all orgasmed out." She walked to the kitchen sink, grabbed a cup, and poured herself a glass of water. After that endless stream of orgasms, she was parched.
"Yeah, and my arse feels like someone parked a truck in it," said the emo. "Need to take a shower. I'm all sweaty and gross."
"Me too," the goth agreed. There was dried cum in her hair, and on her face, neck and tits. "I'm a bit of a mess right now."
Yoshi laughed. "OK, you go first. I'll get you a towel for when you're done."
"Thanks, sexy," Amelia said. She headed off for a long, hot shower. Yoshi watched music videos on TV while he waited for her to finish. Once she was done, he stepped under the warm water, making sure to clean his arsehole thoroughly.
When he climbed into his double bed, Amelia was already there, lying on her back, waiting for him. "Fuck, dude, I've never seen that side of you before."
Yoshi turned the light out. He knew what she was referring to. "Yeah, but you already knew I was bi, right?"
"Well, yeah, of course I did, and you've shared some steamy tales with me, but that was the first time I've been there watching you get railed." She paused for a second. "I loved watching you take that cock. You looked so submissive. It was the hottest thing I've ever seen. How loose are you right now?"
Yoshi giggled. "Fucking gaped, babe. It felt so good feeling him fuck the cum out of me. I can't remember the last time I came hands-free like that."
She rolled onto her side, remembering how hard she nutted watching Yoshi's thick, sticky nut oozing out of his dick. She gave his pierced nipple a cheeky tweak. He rolled over to face her, and the friends-with-benefits kissed each other goodnight.
The last thing Yoshi thought of as sleep arrived was the mechanic's gigantic penis, and how good it felt splitting him wide open.
The last thing his goth friend thought about was how badly she wanted to peg him. She made a mental note to mention it in the morning.
In the next suburb across, Mack took a quick shower and was fast asleep seconds after his head hit the pillow.
*
The uni students woke up late the next morning. Amelia already knew her way around Yoshi's kitchen, and she crawled out of bed to make coffee. She filled the kettle and flicked the switch before retiring to the bathroom for a pee. The water was boiled by the time she returned. She made two mugs of instant, bringing one to her FWB, still in bed. She threw the bed covers off and tickled his smallish uncut penis. "Good night last night, hey?" she said, taking a sip from her own mug.
On the other side of the bed, the emo sat up, perching on some pillows. "Ta for the coffee," he said, raising the mug in salute. He took a deep slug. "And yeah, it was," he smiled.
"How does your arse feel this morning?" she asked.
"Tingly and loose," he replied, smiling. "Like it's been on the receiving end of some awesome dick."
"Hot," she concluded.
They drank their coffees.
"You ever been pegged before, Yoshi?"
The emo's eyes went wide with surprise. "No, but ... I've always wanted ... ummm ... are you suggesting it?"
"Yeah, I am," she replied. "I've got a strap-on at my place. I could bring it over one night. It's about seven inches long. Lube it up, jam it in."
"Fuck yeah," he whispered, blood rushing to the tip of his dick. "I'd totally let you fuck my pussy."
Amelia's clit tingled hearing her semi-boyfriend refer to his hole that way. So fucking hot. "It wouldn't be my first rodeo. I've pegged guys before, and I love it."
The emo knew she wouldn't be the only one who'd get off on it. He loved how it felt last night when the mechanic fucked a load out of him without any touch. He wanted her to do that too him too. And the bonus would be feeling her chubby goth tiddies pressing into his back as she bent him over.
His cock began to grow, and she noticed. "Is this turning you on, sexy?"
"Fuck yeah. Thinking about you pegging me is getting me so worked up."
She sat down beside him on the bed. She tugged his pierced left nipple and began touching his cock. "*How* worked up?" She licked her fingertips and ran them across the tip of his uncut meat.
"Like ... I want you to dominate me ..."
"Fuck yeah," she cooed, as she began stroking his shaft. "Me too." She picked up the pace. "You gonna let me wreck you?"
"Fuck yeah, babe." The emo felt his FWB pick up the pace. He closed his eyes as he felt his orgasm approaching. He moaned, drooling cum all over Amelia's hand.
Amelia licked her fingers. They were soaked. "Mmmm," she said, savouring the taste. "Gonna peg the shit out of you," she said, winking and smiling.
Yoshi cleaned up the rest of his load with a few tissues.
"You reckon we can hang out with blue-collar again sometime?" asked the goth.
"Mack," said the emo, balling up the tissues in his fist and throwing them onto the floor. He'd pick them up later. "His name is Mack. Well, actually, I don't really know what his first name is, but his mates call him Mack." He paused for a second as he began to get dressed. "Some of his mates call him Big Mack."
"Like the burger? After seeing the size of his all-beef patty, I can see why they call him that. But how would his mates know how big he is?"
"Rugby," answered Yoshi. "He used to play. Communal showers after games. Must be hard to hide your size in that environment, and I guess his teammates noticed."
The goth chick's mind imagined a steamy shower-room full of strong men with big dicks.
"What do you want to do today?" asked the emo, and Amelia's fantasy died on arrival.
"I've got an essay to write," she replied. "Two thousand words on network theory. It's due next Friday, so I'd better get started. I reckon I'll be in the library all afternoon."
"What's network theory got to do with communication?"
"I guess I'm about to find out," she grimaced.
"Sucks," he frowned. "Hey, there's a gig on tonight in the Valley. A couple of goth bands up from Sydney. Wanna go?"
"Depends on how my essay is travelling," she said. "Better get going. Need to head home first to get some stuff. Thanks for letting me stay over last night."
"Anytime," smiled the emo.
"And say hi to Big Mack next time you hear from him. Tell him I liked tasting his special sauce." They hugged before she left.
The emo's apartment fell quiet. Quiet enough that he could hear his phone vibrating on his bedside table. He padded down the hall to retrieve it. There was a message for him on Grindr.
