by Jamie Knight
Kasey was busy when I got the bar, so I set down the tray on the counter and waited for her to finish pulling pints of pale ale for a cadre of visiting Canadians, all wearing their home team's hockey jersey. The team had been in town playing against the Rangers. The Rangers had been crushed 5-1. To be fair though, the two best scorers on the Canadian team, whose name was actually a French term for a Canadian, were Swedish.
"Hey."
I looked in the direction of the distinctly feminine voice to find a very sexy woman in an even sexier black dress that did some very flattering things to most of her physical attributes, standing to my right.
"Hi," I said.
"You're Reece Scott, right?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"I've seen your ads all around town," she said.
"Oh, right, those."
"You look really sexy in a tee shirt," she said, unconsciously biting her lower lip. A classic let’s-have-sex signal.
"Thanks," I said, keeping my tone light.
"Buy me a drink?" she asked, sliding her hand to my inner thigh.
"Sure, let me just get these refilled," I said.
"Then maybe we could go to my place," she whispered, moving her hand up to my cock.
"Sorry, can't, early morning. Those billions won't make themselves."
"Oh, right," she said, reality slapping her across her pretty face.
She took her hand away from my cock and moved away, trying to pretend like it never happened, which was fine by me.
"Refill?" Kasey asked.
"Yup."
"Cool."
"What'll you have?" I asked the jilted glamazon steaming beside me.
"Double scotch, straight up."
"And a -"
"I heard," Kasey said, already typing it into the debit machine.
She looked mad I was buying the girl I had just rejected a drink, which served two purposes at once. Hopefully both of them now knew I wasn’t interested.
"About time!" Derek joked, as I got back with the tray.
"Sorry, Montreal fans," I said.
"Not another riot," Mike said.
"Looked more like a celebration," I said.
"Hard to tell sometimes with sports fans," Simon said.
This was happening in the background, as if something heard faintly, seemingly at great distance. My mind was on Gia and what we did at the Halloween party and what had happened, or rather not happened, since.
I got out my phone and, navigating away from Kasey’s erotic art, I texted Gia. It had been a while, but I could still remember everything.
How she looked.
How she tasted.
How she felt.
Usually I had trouble remembering the girl's name after the fact. It was awful, I knew, but there were so many and our meetings so fleeting it was hard to keep track.
Gia was different.
She was the first one I remembered.
The first one I had literally slept with.
The first one I had wanted to see again.
And again and again and again.
I waited an hour but didn't hear back. I called cabs for the guys and told the driver to bring the car around.
I slumped in the backseat, staring at my phone. Waiting, hoping. Wishing I had a picture of her to go with the one in my head.
Everything flashed before my eyes, again and again. Working on the pipes and answering the door. Talking to her for the first time and making that stupid joke. Helping her set up for the party and what happened after. All of it in clear, crisp, HD detail.
I could feel my cock getting hard in my hundred dollar pants. Something neither Kasey’s winks or the touch of the glamazon had managed to do. There was really only one girl I wanted. And she wouldn’t text me back.
My balls ached by the time I got through the door of my house. The bedroom wasn’t really an option. It would take far too long to get there, so I made for the living room and lay out on the couch, releasing my aching cock from its silky prison.
I breathed a deep sigh of relief, just leaving it there for a moment to throb away. When I was ready and relaxed enough to focus, I started thinking about Gia. Sweet, lovely Gia.
There was something that felt sad about her. Something closed off that I couldn’t get to. Though it certainly was not her libido.
I imaged her naked. Her beautiful young body bared to me. Her big, pert tits. Her sweet, tender pussy. Her tight little asshole.
I took a hold of my throbbing shaft and started stroking, thinking about Gia laying naked on the bed, her legs wide, offering her pussy up to me to do with as I wished. I imagined slowly getting on my knees between her quivering thighs and breathing in her scent.
Gently I gave her tender pink pussy lips a long loving lick, making Gia moan from deep within her body. I gave her a few more such licks, her moans growing louder and more passionate with each pass, before burying my face into her beautiful, little pussy. Devouring her sweetness, wanting more. Gia screaming and bucked as I licked her. Shoving her pussy down harder on my tongue.
I licked even faster and harder, slipping two fingers inside her to compliment my tongue. Gia came hard, screaming and panting as she convulsed like she was in need of an exorcist.
I gave her a minute to settle and recover, lovingly stroking her pussy lips with the tips of my fingers. Enough for her to feel it but not enough for her to cum. Her breathing slowed to a regular rhythm and her body relaxed.
I kissed her softly, Gia returning my affections, opening her mouth to gift me her soft little tongue. We made out for a while, but I then decided I would rather have her tongue on my cock.
I lifted her into a sitting position and caressed the head of my cock softly against her full lips, like I did with her pussy lips before I fucked her.
Gia obediently opened her mouth, letting me slide more than half my cock in, to the point where she was nearly deep throating me. Pulling back just a bit, I imagined Gia sucking me hard.
“Use your tongue,” I heard myself say.
Awkwardly at first but then with growing confidence and gust, Gia swirled her tongue around the head of my cock as she sucked me, making sure to cup my balls and keep working the shaft as she sucked and licked. It felt so amazing I had to fight the urge to cum.
Taking my cock from her mouth, causing Gia to whimper slightly, I turned her over onto her belly and got on top of her. I could feel her tense below me, knowing what was coming next.
Kissing the back of her neck, I slid my cock halfway into her tight little pussy, making her moan as I did so.
“More,” she gasped.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yes. All of it. I want all of it.”
Pressing my hand against the small of her back, I pushed in further and further, my huge cock disappearing inside her inch by inch until I was all the way in. Gia was silent, and softly trembling at the feeling of my entire cock inside of her.
“Fuck me,” she whispered desperately, “fuck me hard.”
I started to move in her, Gia biting her lip, trying not scream. I reached up and squeezed her neck from behind.
"It's okay, baby, you can scream if you want to.”
She threw back her head and screamed as I fucked her hard, coming deep inside her sweet little pussy. I came for real, too, feeling relieved but still frustrated. I wanted Gia so badly but I couldn't have her. I wasn't used to that feeling.
Chapter Eleven - Gia
The party planning business hadn't taken off as quickly as I had hoped. Business was good but not quite good enough to pay for food and rent even outside the city.
Choosing food, I moved back in with my parents, just temporarily until things picked up with the business or until I got another job. Though the first thing was the more likely of the two scenarios.
Things really were picking up with the business and considering the circumstances of how my last job at t
he restaurant ended, it didn't seem like I would be getting a reference anytime soon. At least not one that would help me in getting another job, so it was better not to ask and succeed or fail on my own.
I couldn't help but feel like I had already started to succeed. I already had four bookings including Maya's Halloween party and I'd only been in business officially for a couple of months. Thinks were really looking up.
It was the day before Thanksgiving and not only did I have Amanda's shindig to organize, but also, Maya had been so impressed with the Halloween party that when she got the idea for what she called a "friendsgiving" get together, she hired me to plan that as well. The only saving grace was that the friendsgiving event was going to be the day before official Thanksgiving, so I would have some time to finalize the plans for Amanda's party.
I had been invited to the friendsgiving get together as well. It only made sense, Maya being a friend and all. I wasn't sure about mixing business and pleasure like that, but she had given me my first job, which had then led to others, so I was hardly going to protest. Sally was going to be there too as well as Amanda and Catharine.
I really thought I had gotten too old to make new friends, but I seemed to get along with Amanda and Catharine like a house on fire. I was beginning to form a small but tight social circle which was still more than I had managed to do before.
My only really friend for years was Sally and that was mostly because we had known each other forever and she had never let me down. Though it was also nice to be able to open up to other people as well and try to get past some of my obvious and lingering trust issues.
I hadn't seen Reece in person since the Halloween party, though I would still gently touch my pussy when I thought about what happened there. What he had done to me and what he had done for me.
I didn't have much time to talk on the phone, it being a busy time of year for events. We still texted, though. I often wanted to touch myself to what he wrote. Just the thought of him made me really horny.
It had never happened like this with any guy before. Still, I felt anxious about trusting him. Opening my legs was one thing. I wasn't sure I could fully open my heart.
The menu had been pretty easy, and I hadn't had to make anything, which was kind of nice. The catering company I hired was affordable and would do most of the work.
Maya had said I could have whatever I needed for expenses so the price of the catering wouldn't even come out of my fee. The only real hiccup, which turned out not to be, was that Maya, Amanda, Catharine were all vegetarians, so there were basically two menus, one with meat and one without.
I had decided on an Italian theme, which Maya had liked, and it made the options easier because most Italian foods could be done just as well with meat as without. It mostly came down to the sauce and the toppings.
I was arranging the wooden pepper grinders on the red and white checkered tablecloth when a knock came at the door. Anton was already safely secured in his playroom, what a real estate agent would call a den, but gave off a few barks anyway, just to make sure he had been heard.
"Hey!" Sally said, taking me in for an attack hug.
"Hey," I said.
"Everything looks great!" she said, coming in.
"Thanks. May I take your coat?"
I took her coat and hung it up in the walk-in closet by the door as Sally went and found a place at the table. I had wanted to do place cards, but Maya wasn't sure who all would be coming, a few having yet to RSVP.
It sounded like she would be as surprised as I was to see who all turned up. Aside from the obvious of course, Amanda and Catharine having confirmed, with both Maya and me doing the same a good week in advance.
"Is that Sally I hear?" Maya asked, coming in from one of the back rooms.
"It sure is," Sally said.
They hugged and Maya took a seat next to Sally. Not quite how I would have arraigned it given the chance, but it was Maya's party and she could sit where she wanted. Other guests trickled in as the appointed time came and went, no one more than five minutes late.
Amanda and Catharine were among the first to arrive, both with bottles of what looked like really nice wine in their hands. I had thought about bringing some in, but Maya had said her friends would have it covered. I figured she would know better than I did.
When everyone was there, I signalled for the caterers to bring out the food. It wasn't until they ware laying everything out, meat dishes on the left, vegetarian options on the right, that I noticed there was an empty place at the table.
I was about to ask who was missing when Reece came through the door, dressed in a finely tailored suit that fit him so well it made my breath catch and my pussy tighten. Usually I wasn't impressed by such displays of wealth and power but damn if he didn't look amazing.
"Hi, everyone,” he said. “Sorry I'm late, traffic was murder. Almost literally."
He pulled out the last chair and sat down gracefully. It just so happened to be the chair beside me. I stated to sense cahoots between Maya and Sally.
He looked at me and smiled, giving away nothing. He would clean up if he ever played poker. I could only hope he was as pent up as I was. As lonely. As longing.
I wondered if he was as aroused as I was. If his cock was as hard as my pussy was wet. Curiosity got the better of me and I reached down and lay my hand on his cock, under the table.
I knew it was wrong. I shouldn't have touched him without asking. I only hoped he wanted it as much as I wanted to do it and he would be gentle and casual if he wasn't into it. He gently caressed my arm as I squeezed the bulge of his hard cock pressing against his pants.
He wanted me too!
My pussy was so wet I could barely stand it but I was at work. I stopped touching his cock but decided right then and there to fuck him as soon as I could.
"Later," I whispered.
"Promise?" he asked.
"Yes."
I briefly put his hand up my dress, under which I wore no panties, so he could feel how wet I was. I put his hand back and we kept eating. Doing our best to ignore how much we wanted to tear each other's clothes off.
The party went off without a hitch and everyone seemed to have a great time and I was pretty sure I saw a few new friendships bloom and old ones strengthen. Maya and Sally seemed to be closer than ever, likely at least partly given their respective positions to Reece and me. The last of the guests left, Maya closing the door behind them.
"Go ahead," Maya said, heading for her bedroom.
Reece and I looked at each other and then bolted for the stairs to the guest room like we had heard a starter's pistol. Reece got there first because of his leg length advantage but then turned and waited for me to catch up. Taking me in his arms, we started frantically undressing each other, Reece taking a bit longer.
"We need to be quick, okay?" I asked, unbuckling his belt, "I have a lot of work tomorrow."
"Not a problem," he said, lovingly squeezing my bare ass.
I was on the bed with my legs spread wide before you can say world-class orgasm, Reece burying his face in my pussy, licking me to the rocket's red glare, explosions of joy bursting in my head. He massaged my pussy as I recovered. I really loved how he did that.
When I was ready, I got straight up into a sitting position and wrapped my hand lightly around his big, delicious cock. Taking a moment just to look at it, I started swirling my tongue around the head.
It was a bit of a stretch but totally worth it. Especially the way he moaned. There was part of me that felt good to make him feel good. In that spirit, I dropped my mouth halfway down his shaft and sucked him hard until he flooded my mouth with his cum. I looked at him as I swallowed down every delicious drop.
Reece turned me over so I was in doggy position and stroked his cock against the outside of my pussy before pushing it all the way in. I moaned loudly as Reece filled my recently deflowered pussy with his massive cock.
Taking me f
irmly by the hips, he started to move, making me moan with each thrust. Slowly, he picked up speed and it was all I could do not to scream as he slammed inside me, hitting me in all the right places, my pussy lips holding on to his cock as he fucked me.
He lovingly covered my mouth with his hand, allowing me to scream with abandonment. I really had no idea I would be so loud. I had heard of women who made almost no noise when they were fucked, no matter how good it felt. Others could alert the police with their banshee-like wails of pleasure. Turns out I was a screamer. Something Reece seemed to understand and accept.
He filled my pussy with his thick, hot cum, giving me a few more shallow thrusts for good measure, kissing the back of my neck. Pulling out of me, Reece lay down on his back. Without a moment's hesitation, I jumped up on top of him, taking him by the cock. Holding it steady by the base, I lowered myself down onto the shaft, getting almost all the way down before it started to hurt.
I eased off a bit and tried a few practice bounces to get a feeling for the balance. Then, putting my hands on his chest for support, I started to ride him, pumping his huge cock in and out of my wet, tender pussy. Soft and slow at first and then faster until I was pounding myself with his beautiful cock, jack-hammering away on top of him.
We came at the same time. Reece grabbed me by my hips as I leaned back to keep me from falling over, while he filled my pussy with his cum. It felt so good inside. I collapsed on him, panting from the effort. He held me and kissed me as I recovered, his cock still deep inside me.
When I was ready, I straightened up again and tried to move his cock from my pussy to my asshole, but it wouldn't go in.
"You're not prepared," he said.
"Will you prepare me?"
"Sure."
I leaned back down, putting my head against his chest and opening my ass up for him. He reached over and pulled out a drawer in the nightstand and took out a bottle of lube. I wondered how it was always there— on Halloween and then now. I guessed he had come prepared both days, and it had paid off.
He put some lube on his finger and gently massaged my asshole. It was a bit cold at first, but I soon got used to it, actually humming with pleasure, as I stroked his cock to try and keep him hard. I had nearly forgotten how good ass play could feel. I almost regretted leaving it so long but was determined to try and make up for lost time now that we were doing this again.
