Izzy and Jacob pull on each other’s clothes as they make out in their room at the Ranch Motel. Izzy can feel the desperation and aggressiveness in his movements. She grins, ‘Ugh, I can’t wait for your surprise.’ She grabs him through his diaper; he is painfully hard. She presses herself against him. “I want you in me tonight,” she whispers. She can feel his cock swell in her fingers.
She lets him take her shirt off, throwing it onto the floor. He kisses her collarbone as she lets her head tip backwards, a warmth growing in her stomach. His warm hands unhook her bra. The feeling of the straps sliding down her arms and the relief of her breasts being released from their bondage gives her goosebumps. ‘I want him in me so bad,’ she begs herself.
Jacob kisses his way between her breasts, stopping to kiss each nipple before tenderly kissing his way to her belly button. ‘It’s been so long… I want to be in you; everyone else has had a turn; tonight is my turn.’ He unbuttons her shorts, letting them fall to the ground. He follows them, kneeling in front of her. He kisses her thighs as he looks up at her. “You’re beautiful,” he whispers.
Izzy looks down at his begging face. “I know how much you want me,” she says, feeling a rush of power from the role reversal so different from how their relationship was before. She feels liberated; she grabs his hair and pulls his face to her panties. She can feel him smell her deeply. “Uh-huh,” she moans. She looks down as he is reaching up to take her panties off and moves his hands away.
“Get on the bed,” Izzy orders, and she is pleased when he moves and sits on the edge of the bed. She kisses his forehead, his ear, and his neck. She bites his collarbone.
Jacob shivers in delight. “You’re aggressive tonight,” he says.
“I want you,” she moans into his ear. She removes his shirt and kisses his nipples and his sides. She kisses above his hips and watches as he shivers. Together they slip his basketball shorts down, leaving him naked except for the diaper.
She rubs the front and squeezes his cock through the soft material. “Should I let you out?” she asks, looking up at him. Her bottom lip was bitten between her canine teeth.
“Yes, Izzy, please,” he begs; his face falls when he notices she isn’t moving to take it off. Instead she is kissing his thighs again, then knees, then calves, then toes. Then back up to kiss his face, but the diaper stayed in place. She rubs him through it again. “Don’t take this off unless I say so,” she says, feeling him pulse each time she squeezes. “It feels like you’re a little too close already.”
She helps him stand up and kisses him playfully, sliding her hand down the back of his diaper; she grabs his cheek, pulls, thrusting him into her; she grinds her pubic bone against him, trying to hit her clit, but failing. Jacob moans.
She pushes him to the floor. “Eat me,” she demands.
Jacob kneels on the floor, watching her slip her panties down. He helps her out of them and sniffs the crotch; they smell like her. The pheromones in the scent make his head swim. ‘Finally I am going to get to cum in her,’ he shouts in his head.
Izzy lays back on the bed and parts her legs for him. He moves forward, hearing her sigh as she relaxes. He looks at her, his tongue making slow circles around her clit as she gently plays with his hair. She moans happily, but she seems distracted.
Izzy can’t stop thinking about the strap-on. His skilled tongue is licking in all the right places, but she wants more; she wants something in her; she needs it now. “No peeking or no sex,” she says as she reaches over and grabs the handbasket with the words “Jim’s Gas” stenciled across the side. At the bottom of the basket is the dildo and harness; she digs past the junk food and begins assembling it.
The black leather harness looks industrial, heavy, and intimidating. She fumbles trying to figure out how to put the lifelike toy into it. Then she struggles trying to get the fake cum lube in place. The entire time he is doing his best to make her cum. “You’re going to fuck me so hard, Jacob. I want you so bad,” she says, holding the assembled object triumphantly.
Jacob is doing his very best to get her as aroused as possible so she won’t back down and not let him in her. He keeps doing circles around her clit. Making sure not to pull a vacuum with his tongue and making sure to switch up his pacing or his pattern once every 5 seconds. His body slowly humping the side of the bed, “I want to fuck you so hard, Izzy,” he moans into her crotch. His voice turns into vibrations that make her thrust upward.
The noises of whatever she is doing up there are turning him on. At first he thought she was getting out some sort of cock ring. But there was too much rusting of plastic. Then he thought it might be handcuffs as he misunderstood the sound of the harness clasps. Now she lifts his head up, and he is confronted with a slightly thicker and longer realistic cock than his. She is holding it like it is the biggest stuffed animal at the carnival.
“I got a surprise for you to wear tonight.” Izzy smiles, expecting Jacob to be thrilled, but instead he looks upset. She watches thoughts fly through his mind, plain and clear in his eyes.
“I thought I was going to be in you tonight.” Jacob says his expression is that of a sad puppy.
She clenches down and says, “This will be close enough,” as she hands him the harness. She lets a hand wander down to her clit, and she rubs it softly as she plays with one breast. “Wear it for me. Please, Jacob, my big strong man. I can’t stop thinking about you filling me with cum. Maybe we should see if you can get me pregnant.”
