ROUGH DRAFT Coye Vol 2 Ch 8 (Patreon)

Another super early draft. 9 is around halfway done, too.

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Suzette’s bedroom aesthetically fit the rest of the place. It was dark, cold, and didn’t have much furniture. There was an impressive four-poster bed with lacy black drapery, two nightstands, and a wardrobe, but that was it.

Coye placed his hat there Shayla on top of the wardrobe, allowing her to look down on the action to her heart’s content, before falling backward into Suzette’s bed.

It smelled like her, and this made him smile as he took in the scent.

‘So,’ Shayla started to speak, raising an eyebrow. She continued using telepathy so that if Suzette walked in she’d only see Coye mumbling to himself. ‘I see someone is losing their grip on their sanity, sniffing their Mistress’s bed like a dog.’

“Uh...” Coye stopped and looked up at his hat. “I-I can explain...”

‘I wouldn’t worry about that. Pretty sure I get the drift, you little perv.’

“I’m not a...”

‘Go ahead. Try saying the rest of that sentence out loud without bullshitting me, see how it goes for you.’

Coye bit his tongue back.

‘That’s what I thought,’ Shayla said, poking her head out from under the cap. ‘Sooooo. Having fun there, champ?’

“Y-Yeah,” He smiled, scratching behind his ear. “It was scary doing it with someone new at first, but... it feels so good that I can’t think straight...”

Shayla crossed her arms and made a blank face, asking, ‘Does it feel better than doing it with me?’

The boy was taken off guard, but he could feel a threatening aura radiating from the Pixie in such a way that told him how to answer.

“I-I can’t compare something like that, and I haven’t even done it with her yet...!”

‘Hmmm...’ Coye felt the sting of her glowing eyes boring into him. ‘Well, I guess that’s true. Forget about it, big guy, I was just asking.’

Given that she expected Coye to answer ‘yes’ instantly, Shayla would chalk this one up as a win. ‘You just keep doing your thing, alright? I’m having a lot of fun watching.’

“Ok, but... um... n-nevermind.” Coye frowned and looked off to the side.

‘Spit it out,’

“I was just wishing you could join us without having having to hide, you know?”

This made the Pixie feel a whole lot better, and she smiled at the opportunity it gave her to tease. ‘So you’re saying one girl isn’t enough for you, huh? Guess I really wouldn’t be surprised at this rate if it took two or three girls to fully drain those balls of yours...’

“That’s not what I was saying...!” Coye closed his eyes and covered his erection which throbbed like mad at the idea. “I-I meant-”

‘Yeah,’ Shayla’s cheeks became red and she rested her chin on her palm. ‘I know what you meant, big guy. Don’t sweat it.’

Coye thought that despite her smile, Shayla still looked somewhat bothered and upset. He wanted to inquire further and potentially cheer her up, but a voice stopped his plans short.

“Darling, are you ready for me?” Suzette asked.

‘Aaaand that’s my cue,’ Shayla winked at the boy before disappearing under his cap. ‘Try and put on a decent show for me, won’t you?’

“Y-Yeah, sure thing,” Coye answered both women at once.

The door opened, and through it walked Suzette. She had changed into a furry bathrobe while she was gone. Coye loved the way it looked on her, fitting snug her curves and only covering up a small portion of her long, curvy legs.

“You are very lucky, young man,” The older woman put her hands on her hips and cocked her head. “It turns out that I still had some alchemical stain remover left from... from...”

“...From what?”

Suzette shook herself out of her latest stupor and played it off. “Never you mind, Darling. My point is that my couch is stain-free for the time being, but I’ll have to stock up on it if we make this a habit.”

The possibility that this might become habit by her own admission excited him to no end.

“Now then,” Suzette approached her bed and towered over the boy. Her face was flushed, the memory of his lips and his hands still fresh in her mind. “How are you feeling so far?”

Coye gulped as he made eye contact with the beauty. “Really, really good... but...”

“But?”

“It’s still not enough...”

“Of course it’s not,” She shook her head and laughed, pretending she was exasperated. “I believe you said something about... sucking you off?”

He nodded his head as his cock panged with vicious intent, “I’ve never had a... a... you know... before.”

‘I gave you two like not even a few hours ago!’ Shayla spoke out, her pettiness winning out.

To placate her, Coye added, “N-Not since that evil Pixie laid her hands on me...”

‘Ngh...’

Suzette gestured for him to scoot back so she had room to join him on the mattress, which he did. She sat down and brought her palm to his chest, surprising him as she pushed him down with all her strength.

“Ah-” He whimpered in delight as he fell into the softness below.

The older woman laughed at his pitiful glee. She understood what Coye was all about by now and how he wanted to be taken advantage of.

Suzette was enjoying her role as a harsh yet rewarding lover, but her doubts still weighed on her mind.

She stared down at the naughty, throbbing thing between his legs that dangled with audacity, gulping and salivating as she remembered what comes next.

“I just want to say not to get your hopes up too high,” Suzette warned him as she approached. “I don’t know how good I’ll be at this...”

As she saw the excitement rising, she only had one question. “Are you ready for me, Darling?”

Coye propped himself halfway up with his hands so he could look unhindered. “I-I don’t know, but I want it really, really bad...”

Suzette giggled and lowered her face between his legs. “I’m hadn’t noticed,” she said, pausing as her mouth dropped inch by inch until it got close enough for him to experience her breath on his sensitive flesh.

“Hwaa...” it gave him goosebumps to see his older woman so close, and his chills only worsened as she opened her mouth with the intent of pleasuring him.

As Suzette grabbed the bottom half of his length to hold it in place, she extended her tongue and brought it carefully to his tip.

“HAH-” Coye shouted at the first touch.

‘Figures,’ Shayla sighed. ‘Try not to cum so fast.’

Suzette idled on the tip without moving, studying the taste, the texture, and the effect it had on him. She didn’t dislike it by any means, but was more interested in how Coye seemed to have lost his godsdamned mind from a single touch.

This encouraged her to spread her tongue over more of his cock, and as she did, every little movement made him twitch, moan, or jerk his hips. “Darling, I’ve barely even done a thing to you. Are you really so pitiful?”

“N-Nooo...! Don’t call me... that...”

“Why not? Pitiful seems about right to me. You have this big, stubborn rod that won’t go down, and you come here crawling to me hoping that I, a beautiful, sexless widow, would take pity on you... isn’t that right?”

“No, I-I only came here because- ngh!” He fell backward as she brought her lips to his cock and kissed for the first time.

“I know, I know. You’re just too cute when I tease you, Darling...” Suzette smirked at the pitiful boy and rubbed him, kissing down his length. She went past her hands to plant one on each of his balls and was filled with amusement as they tightened into his sack.

Her confidence slipped as she asked, “Hey, does this feel good...? Am I doing it right?”

“Feels... so good...” Coye wouldn’t have minded if Suzette spent the rest of the day licking and kissing away at him, but Shayla had to remind him there was more to blowjobs than just that.

‘You’re not gonna settle for a few licks, are you? Remember what I told you! Don’t you want her to take you in her mouth and suck?’

“Ha-ahh...!!” Coye arched his back, inadvertently pushing his tip past Suzette’s tongue and into her mouth.

“Mmm,” Suzette was surprised at first as he thrust, but it gave her the courage she needed give him what he wanted. “Someone sure is impatient...” She teased, slowly pulling off of him while sucking on his twitching cock head.

When she left him, it made a wet popping sound that made Coye’s spine tingle and his balls pulse with desire.

“Oh, Gods...!!”

‘How does it feel, big guy?’ Watching on with glee, Shayla once more found the heat between her legs and began working herself with her slender fingers.

“It feels so gooood...!!” He whined, one hand shakily reaching out for Suzette’s head and grasping his fingers around her dark, silky hair.

‘What’d I tell you, huh? I told you getting your dick sucked by someone your own size would be insane, didn’t I?’

“Yesss... it’s so amazing...!” Coye had tears of joy streaming down his face as the mind-numbing pleasure spread through his body.

Everything he did with Shayla felt amazing, but for whatever reason, it didn’t quell his lust. Suzette was somehow sapping his strength in comparison to that.

Suzette was growing emboldened by Coye’s childish outbursts, thinking that he was blurting out random praise for her actions. The more he said, the more she wanted to give him more.

Her head started to bob faster, her hand stroked him harder, and the strength of her sucking increased. Every so often she would stop to give him licks and sloppy kisses. Suzette’s style was unrefined, but it was sincere and came from the heart.

She could feel that he was going to cum soon, and thinking about how she was currently set to take it all down her mouth filled her with warmth and nervousness.

Suzette pulled away and gripped him by his base hard, stopping the flow as he ached for release. “You’re so cute, Darling...” Her face was bright with a rapturous glee. “I wonder what would happen if I stopped for a few minutes and-”

“NO!” He cried, his body convulsing as he wiggled his hips. “No, please, no...! Don’t do that!”

“Look at you, you can’t even take a little teasing, huh?” She shook her head and looked down at him with a mocking smile. “Such a cute, pitiful boy you are.”

Shayla saw an opportunity and smirked, suggesting, ‘If you admit it, I bet she’ll let you cum.’

Coye looked up at Suzette, who was growing more confident about her skills by the moment. She wasn’t afraid to tease him even harder than this, maybe even harder than Shayla did. He wasn’t sure he could take much more, but release could come at the cost of his pride... which was a fair trade, considering he hardly had any left to give up.

“Yes, I-I’m pitiful...!” Coye shook his head. “I can’t take any m-more teasing because it feels so good and I’m gonna lose my mind if I don’t... if I don’t cummm!!”

Suzette’s watched him fall and the beating of her heart quickened into lightning pace. As Coye sat there at her mercy, the widow at long last understood her powers.

I did this, she thought to herself.

She was awkward over the handjobs, and it embarrassed her when Coye started to suck on her breasts, but for whatever reason, everything fell into place as she stared at his throbbing cock.

Suzette licked her lips and drew closer to him.

“You want to cum?”

“Yesss...!!”

‘Fuck yes,’ Shayla agreed.

“Really?”

“Yes, yes, yessss...!!” He tossed and turned like a spoiled brat who’d do anything to get his way.

Suzette drew her lips closer to him again, realizing she had a thing for spoiled brats. “Good boy,” She rewarded him, the words numbing his mind and spreading warmt through his body as Suzette let go of his cock before taking it into her mouth again.

Despite her growing confidence, a novice can only handle so much.

At the end, Suzette could only fit half of his length before it became a burden. He was about to cum, too, so she didn’t want to go and play with fire. Especially not since she knew how much and how hard his pleasure erupted.

It wouldn’t be long now, Coye was holding both sides of her head and pulling at her hair, gritting his teeth as he felt the oncoming surge.

“I’m cumming...! He warned, huffing. “I’m g-gonna cum so hard...!!”

‘Do it, baby, drown that slutty milf with your thick stuff...!’ Shayla was on all fours, penetrating her sweet sex with two of her fingers as Suzette went to town on her man.

“Mmm, mmmn-!” Suzette grabbed both sides of Coye’s hips and struggled to take down another inch of his cock as he began cumming.

Coy didn’t pull down her head and forcibly try to deepthroat himself, even though his instincts told him to do so. He didn’t have the strength, not with Suzette sucking out as much of his cum as she could.

Suzette gasped for air fifteen seconds later, white semen covering her tongue and warming her throat and belly from the inside. Thick globs ran down the sides of her mouth and her lips as she panted.

“Ahhhnn, Suzette...!” The absence of the hot, wetness of her mouth made him whine, thinking his milfy Goddess had abandoned him in his time of need.

“Yes, yes, Darling... ahh...” Suzette couldn’t take more of his stream of cum, but after catching her breath she did the next best thing and stroked him hard with her left hand and licked his head in circular motions.

Wave after wave of cum poured onto her face and ruined her sultry hair, but she didn’t mind. Coye felt good, and she didn’t care for anything else in comparison.

She kept going until he couldn’t shoot anymore.

‘Fuck...! It’s not fair... I haven’t even gotten you to cum that hard...!’ Shayla watched as Coye collapsed against the bed and convulsed, shaking nonstop. Her jealousy grew, as did her arousal, leading to a complicated orgasm.

The only one who didn’t get any pleasure this time around was the widow herself, who found plenty of enjoyment in playing with the boy.

Suzette sat up, wiping away what she could of Coye’s semen from her face. “I hope that was worth ruining my hair, Darling...”

“S-Sorry... but... I-I think it was.”

“Oh? Are you actually starting to feel better?”

“I think so, yeah!” Coye’s voice was optimistic now that there was a chance his suffering would ease. “I’m starting to actually get tired, and I feel better and better each time... at this rate, I-I think this might actually work...”

“I’m so glad to hear that,” She smiled down gently at him and patted his thigh. Patting turned to stroking, and stroking turned to groping. “I would be awfully disappointed if we stopped now before we could both enjoy ourselves...”

Suzette stood on her knees and took the drawstrings of her robe in hand. She pulled them open but kept the clothing from revealing herself.

“Can I confess something, Darling?”

“Sure...” Coye gulped, doing his best to look at her face and not at her tight-fitting robe.

“My husband and I were... never all that intimate. I don’t have much actual experience, so if you were hoping that to be the case, then I’m sorry to disappoint you.”

‘That was pretty obvious,’ Shayla nodded her head and was unsurprised. ‘I don’t think you need me to tell you what to say here, right?’

“There’s no way you’d disappoint me. You’re beautiful, Mrs- agh, sorry... you’re beautiful, Suzette.”

“Are you sure?”

“Mhmm,”

Suzette smiled and pulled apart her robe, revealing her curvy body underneath. “And how about now?”

Coye loved what he saw, even if he couldn’t bring it to words. Everything about the older woman was wonderful, from her generous breasts to the slight swell in her tummy as well, all the way to the neatly trimmed bush sitting atop her drenched slit.

He couldn’t pull his eyes away, not for the life of him.

“Even better,” he managed to bring himself to say.

Suzette giggled and slid off the robe, tossing it to the floor and hovering over him. “Good answer. Lay back, Darling. I’ll take care of you and get you back into fighting shape.”