De todo un poco

Max blinks up at Kelly, eyes blown so wide they're almost black.

"Come on, puppy," she croons. She loops a finger through the ring of Max's collar; pulls him towards her. "Such a good boy, making Mommy feel so good," she says against his lips. His panting breaths are warm against her mouth. "Does puppy want to feel good?"

Max nods desperately, nose bumping against Kelly's.

Kelly tugs on Max's collar again—not trying to pull him anywhere, just to watch his eyes flutter as he's forced to follow. With her other hand, she finds her phone and opens the app to control the vibrator with just a press of her fingerprint.

Max whines as she turns the intensity all the way up. Kelly feels him go tense and shudder—whole body, tip to tail.

"Be good and still, pup," she says, tone stern. "Mommy needs to clean you up."

Max keens as Kelly pulls him closer again and licks into his mouth, tasting herself on his tongue.

With her other hand, Kelly trails down Max's side, fingers dancing across his skin, nails scratching soft. She takes a moment to teasingly massage his ass before her fingers crook and she pushes the base of the vibrator in deeper.

Max's whine is high and reedy and long in the back of his throat. Kelly swallows it down alongside the rest.

When she yanks him away from her mouth, Max is shaking, chest heaving, eyelashes fluttering quick. His nose is slick with come; his mouth is slick with spit.

"Such a good boy," Kelly praises. "Such a good puppy. You'd stay still all night, right, pup? Sit here and let Mommy watch you squirm."

Max nods jerkily without opening his eyes.

Kelly groans. "Fuck, yes, my good boy." She threads her fingers into his hair and pushes him back down the bed again. "Come on, make Mommy feel good one more time. Oh, god."

Max's hands keep spasming where they're clutching at her thighs, momentarily pressing in, but he works his tongue between the folds of her cunt without falter.

When he noses up and sucks the top of her clit into his mouth, Kelly nearly sees stars. She wraps her thighs around Max's head and presses him in closer, keeping him there. "Fuck, yes, yes, pup, just like that." She grinds into his mouth, rocking in small circles.

Max shifts just a bit to get the angle better, and he must shift the vibrator too, because he suddenly keens right into Kelly's cunt. The vibrations tip her over the edge again, and she grips tight at Max's hair as he whimpers.

Her legs fall back into the sheets, strings cut. Max pants, shivering with the effort of not moving to get himself off.

"Come back up, puppy. Let Mommy see you."

Max crawls back up her body, eyes wide and dark and hazy.

Kelly pats her hip. "Right here, pup. Use Mommy's leg like a good boy."

Max hastily slots himself beside her. He presses his dick into the side of her thigh and starts humping against her, desperate and sloppy.

Kelly grabs the swinging ring of his collar and yanks him in close. "You gonna be all messy for Mommy, pup?" she asks. Max tries to nod, but her hold on him is too tight, pulling him down towards her. He keeps rutting, chasing the friction.

"Such a good boy; such a good puppy. Getting all messy for Mommy, making me feel so good. It's your turn, pup. Come on, be a good boy. Make a mess for Mommy."

Max comes with a whine. Kelly pulls him in to crash their lips together, teeth clacking, as he rides it out against her leg, smearing himself in his own come to chase the end of his high.

When he's all spent, he collapses against her, boneless, warm chest onto hers. They're both breathing heavy.

After a moment, he whimpers soft, shifting, and Kelly grins as she licks across the top of his teeth.

She pulls away for just long enough to grab her phone again. Unlock it with a press of a finger.

She doesn't turn the vibrator off. Teasingly, watching Max's eyes on her, she slides the setting down by a couple of notches—just on the edge of unbearably too much, Max's thighs still shaking slightly where they're pressed into the tops of her own.

Max whines when she tosses the phone just out of reach.