by T Gephart
My cock sprung free as she pushed down my boxers, my hard-on hitting my stomach. I was so turned on I could barely speak, but there was no way I was ready for this to be over without tasting her first. I lifted her off of me and Megs yelped as I tossed her down onto the seat. The confusion on her face priceless as I smiled and then gently parted her thighs.
“Oh!” The tension in her legs relaxed as my tongue lapped at the edge of her G-string. “But I want to touch your cock,” she half-moaned as I pulled across the material and flicked across her hot, wet center.
“You can touch it all you want.” The edges of my lips curved before I lowered my mouth back down and sucked gently on her clit. “You want me to stop?” I asked, slowly sliding a finger inside her. “Megs, holy hell, you are so wet.” My finger was instantly coated as I slid in another. It was a challenge not to throw this game plan out the window and just move to a bootleg play, the one where my dick got involved. It had been screaming to get into the game since she mentioned the word “cock” and was wondering why the fuck it was still on the bench. Easy there buddy, you’ll get your chance to play, but not until I fucking make her come with my mouth.
“Don’t stop,” she moaned, her hips lifting closer to my mouth as I resumed licking and sucking her clit while I gently finger-fucked her. “Oh God, please don’t stop.” Her plea unnecessary, ’cause I had no intention of stopping. I continued to work her over with my mouth, her body bucking against me as I tried to ignore the pain in my balls. They too, like my dick, begging to get in on the action.
“Oh fuck,” screamed Megs, her voice echoing around the car as I moved my other hand to her ass, gently thumbing over it while my fingers stretched her pussy. One last flick of my tongue was all it took and her legs clamped around my head and she screamed. Her body convulsed as I felt the orgasm rip through her, her pussy pulsing around my fingers while I continued to gently lick her. Each pass of my tongue made her body shake as I teased every last inch of pleasure from her. Not going to lie, watching her pant with my head between her thighs was even better than I’d imagined.
“Oh. My. God.” She paused between each word. “That. Was. Amazing.” Her chest heaved up and down as she sucked in air, both of us still mostly clothed despite my dick poking proudly out of my boxers.
“I think it’s time these came off,” I gently slid my fingers out of her and pulled at her G-string taking it with me as I moved my hand down her legs. I threw them onto the other seat as I spread her legs open and got a better look. Her glistening, wet pussy was fucking beautiful and I had to stop myself from going down on her again, my fingers circling her opening as I shuffled up onto my knees.
“Holy shit!” Her eyes widened as she stared down at my crotch. A slight look of fear flicked through her face as she caught sight of my cock.
“Well, you do know how to make a guy feel special, don’t you?” I laughed as held it for her to get a better look; my cock jerked the minute it made contact with my hand.
“Is that metal? In your—?” She couldn’t peel her eyes away as she stared at the thick metal ring that circled the tip to just below the head of my cock. It wasn’t the first time I’d caught a girl off guard. It’s not like I’d broadcasted that shit in Rolling Stone Magazine, nope. It was on a purely need-to-know basis. Sure, the rumors were out there, so on more than one occasion, girls had asked to see it backstage. Their eagerness to see my dick had almost convinced Dan to take the plunge. We got right to the piercing shop too, but he chickened out when a dude tapped the chair and told him to pull down his pants.
“It’s a piercing. Trust me, I think you’ll enjoy it.” I shoved my jeans down, reaching into my back pocket and pulling out a condom.
“Did it hurt?” she asked, genuine interest flicking through those beautiful eyes.
“A needle getting driven through the head of your dick sure didn’t tickle, but it wasn’t that bad.” I was beginning to wonder if show-and-tell was as far as we were going to get.
“Can I touch it?”
“Well, I was hoping you would.” I grinned, gently stroking the length of my shaft as I brought it closer, sitting on the seat beside her.
So maybe we weren’t just going to be playing show-and-tell. Excellent.
Her fingers tiptoed up the length of my shaft before she curled her hand around my length. “That’s so fucking sexy, Troy Harris.” She grinned as she slowly stroked me.
I eased back into the chair, her fingers around me felt so fucking magical, I had to fight the urge not to blow my load all over her hand. “Megs, you just came on my mouth. I think we’re on a first name basis now.”
“I want to lick it; I want to feel it in my mouth.” She moved closer, not bothering to wait for permission. She bent down and took me into her mouth in one big thrust.
“Jesus, Megs,” I hissed as she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. Her tongue flicked around my shaft before circling around the tip, her teeth gently pulling on the ring. I’m not sure which deserved the greater applause, her initiative on the blowjob or that fact she was sending me into outer space with that sweet mouth of hers. The jury was still out, but what I did know is — the deeper she took me into her mouth, and the more she sucked me, the harder it was for me to maintain any type of control. Fuck, at this rate I was going to need her to repeat my full fucking name ’cause I sure as hell was having trouble remembering it.
Caught between wanting to ask her to stop and begging her to keep going, I gently pulled on her hair and freed my cock from her mouth. There was no way I was going to come without making her eyes roll back into her head at least one last time. I grabbed the condom that had fallen out of my hand and onto the seat beside me and tore open the foil. She watched as I pulled out the rubber and rolled it down my hard-on, licking her lips as her eyes followed my hand, smoothing the latex over my piercing and all the way down to the base. Damn, if there wasn’t a part of me that regretted pulling out of those beautiful lips.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this?” She moved onto my lap and straddled me. “I almost want to pinch myself to make sure it’s real.” Her face inches from mine.
With my hand firmly around my shaft, I teased her pussy with the head of my cock. “Does this feel real?” The ball from the ring hit her clit and made her whimper.
“Troy,” she moaned. “Please don’t stop.” Her eyes closed as I slowly pushed into her. Not a lot— just barely an inch— trust me, that was a fucking exercise in restraint if ever there was.
“Holy shit!” Her eyes flew open and I felt her pussy clamp around the head of my cock, the only part of me which was actually inside of her.
“You ok?” I asked, steadying her hips to stop myself from pushing any deeper.
“Yes, I’m ok. It just feels… So amazing.”
“It will feel a lot better once I’m all the way in, but I’m going to need you to relax. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Megs dropped her head so that her forehead rested on mine. “I don’t care if it hurts, I want it all. Deep. Hard. I. Want. It. All.” Her voice so full of fucking want, it was like I’d been smacked in the jaw.
That grand plan I had —to take this slow—yeah that shit just sailed right out the window as I pulled her down onto me and sunk deep into her in one hit. She moaned and I blew out a curse as her tight wet pussy clamped around me like a fist. So fucking tight.
“Fuck, Megs.” I slowly breathed out as I started to move, my hands on her hips guiding her as I picked up the tempo. She quickly got on the same page and met each one of my thrusts with one of her own, twisting her pelvis as she lifted up before slamming back down hard. I grabbed the top of her dress and pulled it down, needing to suck on one of her gorgeous tits. The bra she had on underneath was some sheer fucking mesh that I was sure I could rip just by looking at it. I pulled down the front, rolling her nipple between my fingers and guided it to my mouth. We were panting so much, the windows had fogged up.
I slammed into
her, harder and faster each time. The gloves were off, and I couldn’t have been gentle if I’d tried. The fact we’d both wanted this but had kept our distance had just made it that much more intense. My mouth moved from her tit to her mouth and I slammed my lips on hers. I felt desperate, like I couldn’t get deep enough into her, it was fucking euphoric and maddening at the same time. She bit my lip as I pulled her down, my hands once again around her perfect ass. She bucked against me, wild with each thrust and I knew she was close.
“Touch yourself, Megs. I want to see you finger that amazing pussy of yours while I fuck you.”
“Oh,” she moaned as her hand moved from behind my neck, to slither down her body and between her legs. Some girls got weird when you ask them to do it, but Megs didn’t even miss a beat as her fingers twisting over her clit while I continued to pound her. It was fucking beautiful, watching her touch herself with my cock inside her, the tips of her fingers making contact with my dick as I moved in and out. I couldn’t look away. It was the hottest thing I’d seen in a long time, more so ’cause she was so into it. The fact that it was Megs elevated it to eleven.
“Troy, I’m going to come.” Megs closed her eyes and her fingers moved faster, her body tense as she rode me.
“That’s it, Megs. I want to feel how hard you come.” I moved my fingers across the crease of her ass, teasing it before slowly sliding in a finger. Megs’s eyes flung open as I invaded her ass, her pussy milking my dick as she came hard. The pulses she sent up my shaft giving me no hope to hold off any longer as I exploded into her. “Fuck.” I groaned as my load hit the tip of the condom and I wasn’t sure it didn’t tear the fucking thing in half.
Megs collapsed against me, her head on my shoulder as she sucked in each breath. “Wow, that was incredible.” Her muffled voice sent tiny vibrations against my skin.
My finger slowly slid out of her ass, her body shaking as what was left of her orgasm rode its way out. “That was more than incredible.” I tried to rein in my own breathing as I wrapped my arms around her. “Megs, you’re fucking amazing.”
“Aww, Troy Harris, you’ll make me blush.” She hid her face against my chest as she giggled.
“Really? After what we just did, me talking is what makes you blush?” I couldn’t help but laugh. She was definitely not the good girl I had her pegged for. Hell no. She was one of these girls who looked all straight laced and turned into a nympho in the bedroom. Shit. Just thinking about the crazy things she might be up for made my dick twitch, which conveniently was still buried inside of her.
“We should get back.” Megs sighed as the reality of the situation hit us both. Sure, this isn’t awkward. We now had to go pretend like we hadn’t just had fucked each other’s brains out and be social. Yep. This was going to suck. Hard Core.
“Yeah. You’re probably right.” I rubbed her back wondering if I should say something. I mean, we hadn’t really discussed what was going to happen after. Sure, she had said all it was going to be was sex, but I still felt like an asshole fucking her in the car, in some alley. Shit, we hadn’t even gotten totally undressed, screwing like two crazy animals in heat. Not my best moment, that’s for sure.
Megs lifted off me, her teeth biting down on her lip as I slid out. “You don’t regret it, do you?” I guess she felt the weird vibe as well.
My eyes were firmly locked on hers. “Are you kidding me? Hell no. I’m just trying not be a complete douchebag and ask if that was a onetime deal.”
She smiled, obviously pleased I was looking for a repeat. “You would do it again? With me?”
My hand moved up and down her thigh, her skin so soft it almost didn’t feel real. “Megs, I’d do it again right now if we had the time. You were incredible. I know I’m probably breaking all kinds of rules right now but yeah, I really want you to come home with me tonight.”
She relaxed, sinking into the seat beside me and smiled. “I’d like that. A lot. I guess if it’s the same night, technically it’s still the same one time. Right?”
“I’m all about the technicalities.” Especially ones that meant I was going to be able to do that again.
“Good, so we do this tonight and then we both move on.” She fished her underwear off the seat and started to smooth out her dress. “No one has to know, nothing has to get weird and we can just go back to the way things were.”
So that was the plan. One night. One night to fuck each other’s brains out and then we’d go back to friends. I didn’t even care how fucking shady it sounded, I wanted it. I wanted her. One night and then maybe we both could get over this twisted infatuation we seemed to have. One thing was for sure, I was going all out and making it count. Tonight she was going to scream out my name so many times she was going to be sick of it and I was going to enjoy every second of it. And while we were both going to be moving on, she would never forget it.
Holy —expletive-expletive-my-brain-is-so-fried-I-can’t-think—Hell, I just had sex with Troy Harris. Yep, the use of his first and last name was still required, if only to try and get my head around it. Did a twister suddenly pick me up and transport me to OZ? The absence of ruby slippers told me no. It was like the ultimate crime and I had gotten away with the robbery of the century. I’ve been a bad, bad girl, officer go ahead and take my prints.
The whole trip back to the club I couldn’t even think straight. My thoughts jumped in a suspended state of what-the-fuck-just-happened. Oh, and I couldn’t sit straight either, but that was on account of his HUGE cock.
The size-thirteen shoes should have probably been the tip off; his hands were big too, so it would stand to reason… And yet I was still unprepared for what he was packing.
Damn. Was I going to be walking funny? It would totally be worth it. And while we were on the subject of “ta-dah” moments, that big giant ring in the head of his aforementioned huge cock just about made me choke. Literally, as in I couldn’t freaking breath. Me and my friend, Google were going to be having some serious words when I got home. How the hell could I have not known about that? And more importantly, how could I have ever orgasmed without it in the past? What would possess a guy to pierce that part of his body, I’ll never know, but I am saying a silent thank-you to the person who had the balls—no pun intended— to start that trend. If the talented penis wasn’t enough to get me on my knees and sing Hallelujah, the other things he had in his bag of tricks, sure did.
So, the anal play. Yeah, didn’t see that one coming. Sure, guys had asked me to go down that road before, but the answer had always been a resounding, oh-hell-no. Wow. Boy, was I wrong. I’m not going to lie and say that at first the invasion didn’t make my eyes bug-out like an old school cartoon character, but that uncertainty lasted about a quarter of a second till the freaking mind blowing orgasm rolled in. It was less like a wave and more like a tsunami. If I’d had pockets, I would be checking them for sand.
I’m not sure if that was some kind of signature move, or if he just felt inspired, but the man had some serious talent when it came to pleasuring a woman. Between his hands, his mouth and his cock, I was seriously wondering how the hell a man like that was legal. Maybe the ultimate crime was his. There sure as hell would be no police report filed by me.
“You doin’ okay?” Troy stopped the Suburban in front of Panic, the short ride back to the club over.
“Uh-huh.” My head nodded slightly more enthusiastically than I would have liked.
“You just look a little…” His truth serum eyes seared me. There would be no controlling my mouth.
“Well-fucked?” Was what I’d offered. Not like it was a lie, but I could have been a little smoother. Nothing else seemed to fit, so I was going to stick with that.
His low laugh rumbled through the cabin of the car. “I was going to say antsy. I’m not good with you being so unsettled. Makes me think I didn’t take care of what needed to be taken care of, you get me?”
He leaned across the console all cool-and-unaffected as the smell of sex and his co
logne assaulted the air around me. It just didn’t seem fair. He wasn’t allowed to be talented, good looking, able to produce mind-blowing orgasm and be cool. Greedy much?
“Oh, it was taken care of. Twice.” My head bobbled like an idiot as I tried to play off the goof-ball grin that was plastered across my face. No one was fooled. “We should get back inside.” Thank you mouth for finally kicking in. Look at me acting close to normal. He’d never know it was all an act. Move along folks, nothing to see here.
“Yeah, they’ve probably noticed by now.” Troy eyed TJ who had walked around the passenger side door and opened it for me.
“Ms. Winters.” TJ spared me the judgmental stare down or the cold shoulder. I nodded my appreciation, as a gigantic hug thanking him would have been overkill.
“Ready?” Troy appeared beside me as TJ helped me from the car to the sidewalk. For that, the big burly security-guard-come-driver deserved another thank you. The length of my dress hem not conducive to climbing in and out of a tank-like vehicle.
Who can get out of a car that size that quickly? Seriously, was he Batman? “Yep.” My mouth popped on the P as I adjusted my dress and added stealthy to Troy’s list of attributes. The list was extensive.
“Here you go, man.” The car keys flew out of Troy’s hand and landed in TJ’s steady palm before he pocketed them. The extent of the exchange limited to a few grunts and a nod as Troy lead me back to the main entrance of the club. Maybe they had a code? Whatever, it was a mystery that didn’t need solving tonight, certainly not by me.
“Just so we’re clear on our story.” My voice rose to compensate for the loud mayhem we had stepped into. “Crappy week at work. We went to the bar, had a few drinks and then I need to step outside for some air.” Sounded plausible. Yeah, let’s go with that.
“Sure, but we never did discuss your crappy week.” Troy’s hand pressed into my lower back as he guided me up the stairs. The same stairs we had neglected to climb earlier. He leaned into me, “I’m not buying it’s just a tough case load.” His hot breath in my ear was making all kinds of parts of me tingle and I had to remind myself not to press myself up against his body and bury my tongue in his mouth.
