Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina)
Chapter 54

(Kol POV)

I went in to take a shower after working in the yard. "Hey babe, I'm going to take a shower. How do I take this thing off?"

"You can wear it in the shower. Water won't hurt it."

I stepped into the shower and started washing my hair. I ran some shampoo around my cock ring. It had become like a permanent fixture. I started getting excited. There was something about the warm water, the soap and that constant tug. Katerina walked into the bathroom and glanced at me in the shower.

I felt embarrassed. I didn't want her thinking I was playing with myself in the shower. "You know...this thing gets caught up in my pubic hair and pulls," I said lamely. I don't know if she bought it, but I felt better. I stepped from the shower and toweled off. Once again I fondled myself making sure the ring was dry. She turned around with a razor in her hand. "Here, let me take care of that for you." She dropped to her knees and began removing my pubic hair. I stood there and watched.

There she was inches from my cock shaving off all the hair. Naturally I got excited. My cock grew to full erection in seconds.

"That makes this much easier," she smiled as she held it to one side shaving. Once the last hair was gone she slipped my cock into her mouth and proceeded to give me a world class blowjob. I hadn't realized just how horny I was until I came. I came so hard it actually hurt.

She rode my climax until every last drop was drained. Then she rose to her feet and gave me a kiss. Her tongue pushed into my mouth followed by an ocean of warm, thick cum. Our tongues danced and played. Although I had just climaxed, I swore I could feel my cock growing thicker. She tilted my head back slightly as she continued to kiss me, letting gravity do its job. For the second time I swallowed my seed replaceing it strangely erotic.

Once it was gone, she pulled away from our kiss. She looked me in the eyes with that look. I knew she was terribly excited. She ran her finger along my bottom, lip gathering a bit of stray semen and pushed it into my mouth.

It was so erotic.

"Now that was very nice..." she said removing her finger. She kissed the tip of it and pressed it against my lips so I would know exactly what she was referring to. There was that moment. It was just an instant shared between us.

Her eyes trailed down my body to my completely hairless crotch. I don't know how, but my poor cock was once again hard as hell, standing proud. The ring took all the slack out of my scrotum pressing my balls together tightly about an inch away from my body. It was like it was presenting my cock and balls as a statuette, a curving, a sculpture.

"Just when I thought it couldn't get any cuter..."

I turned to face the mirror. I was as smooth as a new born baby. And there was that ring, front and center. I wouldn't be going to the gym anytime soon, that was for sure. We made love twice that night. It was incredible.

Now I didn't mind wearing the cock ring around the house. That thing was single handedly responsible for turning my sex life into legend. But I was not at all sure about wearing it to work. When I suggested that it might not be appropriate, Kol told me that was nonsense.

I grew hard driving home from the office. I had been so aroused all day I couldn't wait to get home. I walked in the door to replace Katerina waiting for me. It was like she read my mind.

Her hand went straight to the bulge in my slacks. She smiled, I moaned. She wasted no time freeing my hard throbbing cock and slipping her lips over the end.

It was amazing. The sensations were out of this world. I watched as she bathed my cock with her tongue. It was so damn sensuous. The cock ring made my balls hyper sensitive. I moaned uncontrollably as she licked and teased them.

God...everything was about my cock. It had been that way all day long. No matter what I did, where I went, it was about my cock. Life was now a constant state of arousal. And with that thought, I unleashed a tidal wave of warm, thick cum straight into her mouth.

And she used my cock like a straw, sucking every last drop from my balls. It was glorious.

She rose to her feet. I knew exactly what she had in mind. Her lips were covered with semen.

I gave her a sexy smile as I leaned in and ran my tongue along her lips. I pulled back, my lips now covered, so she could see.

Her eyes closed as she savored the moment.

I leaned in, pushing my lips against hers, followed by my tongue insistently replaceing its way inside her mouth. I could feel the surge of heat wash over me as I once again played in the thick, warm seed. I was really starting to identify with the erotic, sensual nature of this little game.

Everything about it was sexy, nasty, erotic. I caressed her tongue with mine, slowly, sensually sharing the taste between us. But then I became greedy. I swallowed every last drop thinking of it as a delicacy. She looked into my eyes. They were glazed with lust. She grabbed my cock, which had grown completely hard and led me to the bedroom. We made love for an hour with such intensity that it was unbelievable. I felt like a complete porn star.

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"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

She smiled and slowly reached over and opened the bedside drawer. When she returned, she held a flesh-colored dildo about six inches long, and an inch and a half thick. Raising her eyebrows, she trailed it down over my stomach and tapped it on my thigh.

I looked down and realized what she was implying. I laughed. "Oh, really..."

She laughed too, but there was mischief in her eyes. "So... what? You're scared? Don't trust me?"

I felt a little defensive. I didn't want her to think I didn't trust her; I did. The thought was intriguing... maybe it would feel good? "Well no, its just... just..."

"What?" she asked, all innocence.

So big. "Well it just that... that's too big. I can't take something like that."

She giggled. "Of course you can. You did the last time remember?"

"What?"

"Well, a girl has to take that much... right?"

"Well, yeah but..." Damn. She had a point. I had taken her in the ass a half dozen times, and watched as her pretty pink asshole expanded to take my non-insignificant cock.

"I want to work up to it. I think it would be really sexy. Would you let me?"

It was a yes or no question, and there didn't seem to be any downside right now to saying "yes." Besides, it was really hard to tell her anything but "yes" when she was perched next to you half naked with emerald green eyes.

"Yes. I guess?"

She grinned. "Good boy." She hopped off the bed and grabbed her laptop, propping it open on her lingerie patterned lap.

"What are you up to?" I asked, suspicious.

"Nothing, silly boy. Don't you worry, I know what you need..."

I rolled my eyeballs. Well, this should be something, I thought.

I took off my pants and my shirt and my socks and lay down on the white bed. She closed her laptop, kept it away, lit some candles and went into her closet, changing out of her dress into panties and a brown satin blouse that only accentuated her taut stomach and full, voluptuous breasts. She looked amazing, actually. Like a dream of sexiness.

She came to the side of the bed and I started to get up, but she put her hand on my chest and lightly pushed me back down. I was lying on my back, head propped up on a pillow, my underwear still on. The light from the candles cast a soft orange glow around the room as she kissed me softly.

"Scoot over." I did as I was told, scooting to the other side. She climbed up on the bed on her knees, and reached for my underwear. She grabbed the sides and I lifted my ass up, allowing her to slide the boxer-briefs off in one smooth motion.

"Mmmmm..." she said, running her hands over my chest and thighs. Her hands danced around my cock, but she was careful to avoid it- which of course only made me harder. Then, she dramatically lowered her lips to my cock and took it in her mouth in one wet gulp, pressing her nose against my pubic mound to prove she had taken it all. I groaned, her soft hair caressing my stomach as she pumped slowly, up and down.

"Mmmm," she said again, coming up for air. "You're such a big boy." Kneeling next to me, she took my wet cock in her hand and moved her mouth up to kiss me again. I was entranced; this was all very sensual. She lightly stroked my cock as she moved her lips down my neck, across my chest, and onto my right nipple. It stiffened and I let out a quiet gasp as she ran her tongue across it, then lightly closed her teeth around it. Casually, she slipped her left hand up and grabbed hold of my hair, tugging my head back into the pillow as she moved to my left. Between her left hand holding my head, her mouth roaming my chest and her other hand kneading my cock, I was in sensual heaven.

She must have sensed that I had grown compliant, for she lifted her head, let go of my hair and jumped off the bed to retrieve a cardboard box under the bed. Out of it she lifted a small, black velvet bag with some lumps in it, then a bottle of what I could only guess was lube. She put the box back on the ground and then held up the black bag dramatically, prying open the top with her other hand. Out of the top emerged a flash of color, then the rest of the velvet fell away to reveal a full 8-inch purple dildo with a thick 2 1/2 inch swirly bump, protruding at a right angle from the top. A small cord traced out the back to a remote, so I decided it must be a vibrator as well.