As Liberated as a Balloon [
Cecilia grumbled, "How did I end up playing the pregnant clown? I didn't even attempt to audition for that role!" Frustrated, she hurled her script against the wall and slumped onto her bed with an annoyed frown. Rashad sauntered in with a nonchalant swagger, fingering his groin and rolling his lollipop around his mouth from cheek to cheek.
He chuckled, "Shut up about it, at least you landed a part, while I'm still an understudy...again. Perhaps you can devise a plan to sabotage Geraldo so he'll have to drop out and I can take his place."
Cecilia laughed, "I knew you were petty the moment I met you. That's why I like you."
Rashad smirked as he performed a mock bow, his eyes mischievous. Cecilia shook her head, "I'm not going to fall for that trick this time." She hugged a pillow against her lap to protect her stomach.
"Oh, no?" Rashad sauntered over, a predatory glint in his eye.
Cecilia frowned, "Don't you dare..." She started to sing out a warning laced with amusement, but was interrupted when he dived onto her like a playful predator. They wrestled on the bed, the pillow their hostage, with him tickling Cecilia mercilessly until she was gasping and drenched in sweat from both their efforts.
When they paused to gaze into each other's eyes, they stared intently, his shirtless body balanced on top of hers, his legs spread, her eyes blackened and aroused. He leaned in close and kissed her passionately, determined to finally make a move before he lost his nerve. Cecilia froze in surprise, unsure how to respond, and he abruptly ended the kiss. Now, their eyes locked once more.
She sucked her lower lip into her mouth and wiggled seductively, "That was quite delightful," she murmured.
Rashad taunted, "My mouth is my best feature."
"I believe it," she agreed.
The sound of laughter echoed outside, accompanied by water splashing. "It does sound like Leanne's water balloon fight has started," Cecilia observed.
"She's certifiably insane, you know that, right?" Rashad smirked but nodded slowly. "We all know about Leanne's... interests."
Cecilia giggled, "So you peed into balloons for her, too?"
"Yep, two of them. I drink a lot of soda."
Rashad glanced at her with a relaxed expression as his gaze fixed on hers. She watched him swallow and clear his throat, then listen to the snapping of his waistband and, subsequently, the sound of his fingers licking his own musk off them, followed by a contented sigh.
Cecilia couldn't force herself to breathe for a moment as she watched him lick one finger and then the next before perturbing his lips and sighing, his gaze intimate and focused on hers.
"Wow, you made me extremely hot just from watching that."
Rashad chuckled throatily, "Leanne only finds balloons sexy. But most people get aroused when I'm in the room."
"Is the rumor true that you've slept with everyone in Theatre Troupe?"
"Yes," he answered with a smirk, "But it's not helped me get the roles I wanted."
His body relaxed on the bed, and he considered their situation.
"Haven't tried anything with me." Rashad lifted his eyebrows. "Not yet..."
"I thought...," Cecilia hesitated, "But never mind."
"No, don't hold back. I understand what you thought but I have no reservations about any body type or gender. I'm open-minded," he shared.
"That's admirable. I aspire to be the same."
"Do it, then. Nobody's stopping you but yourself," Rashad encouraged, poking her affectionately.
They locked eyes once more. Cecilia's heart raced, and she bridged the gap between them, this time starting a fiery exchange of lips. Rashad didn't hesitate and matched her move, their tongues intertwining passionately. She gently lifted herself above him, straddling his body as he lay flat, diving deeper into their kiss.
The kiss was intense, sensual, and growing increasingly passionate. Feeling emboldened, Cecilia moved her lips to his neck, then wandered down his chest, tracing her tongue along his nipples. His breath picked up, and she felt a hand invitingly stroking the back of her head.
After a quick shift in position, Cecilia found herself between Rashad's legs, deeply engulfing his shaved manhood into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his shaft, savoring the taste, while her head moved up and down in rhythm. After a few powerful thrusts, she engulfed his whole length, swallowing him entire. Her movements were purposeful, matching the rhythm of her head as she sucked in his full length. His slightly thicker thighs shivered with pleasure, almost trembling. She was lost in the moment, wrapped up in the ecstasy of giving him one hell of a blowjob, with her hair playfully caught in his fingers.
As the excitement built, Rashad fell silent, his body stiffening under her. He cursed under his breath, gripping the sheets as his orgasm approached, a silent moan stretching his lips. Cecilia's movements grew faster, paying special attention to the tip of his penis, sucking it forcefully and using her tongue to swirl around it. It was only a matter of time before he released a series of streams down her throat, dripping on her chin.
Words escaped him as the waves of pleasure crashed over him. His body turned rigid, too sensitive to hold back. Cecilia read his cues, decreasing the intensity of her blowjob, allowing him to fully enjoy the aftershocks before pulling away. He pushed her forehead, trying to signal her to stop, but unable to form coherent sentences. She, however, understood his meaning and finally released him, allowing him to regain his composure.
Remaining carefree, Cecilia lay next to Rashad, her weight pressing lazily against him, as if she was a giant balloon drifting in the wind, slowly deflating.
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