Triple Major

by Lana Hartley

  I lift up my beer, “Hey, let’s not spoil the taste of my beer by mentioning that pig anymore. Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot because there was a misunderstanding from the start. I’m trying to figure out this dating thing and the misunderstanding between us didn’t help”

  She pulls her beer bottle back and asks, “What do you mean?”“Well, for one, I’m not looking to buy the bookstore and tear it down. I want to make it lively. God, since I’ve been going there, no one steps through the door.”

  She points to me and says, “Maybe you’re coming in at the wrong time? Sometimes, it’s overcrowded with…”

  “What, ghosts?”

  She laughs, “How did you know that I was going to say that?”

  I didn’t, but it changes the tension that we’ve had whenever we’re in the same room. She’s wearing a crop top with leggings, and the only thing I want to do is strip her down.

  “Well, I want to make it the store that it can be and not…”

  Before I can even finish talking she purrs, “All this talking has made me thirsty, and it’s not for more beer. I don’t want to talk about the store right now.”

  She presses her lips against mine as she straddles me, and I know that we’re in for a long night because now that she’s got me started, they’ll be no stopping me.

  “Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask as I pull her back.

  She laughs, “You asked me that last week. I want you again...more now that I know how good it can be.”

  “True, but so much has happened since then.” I could kick myself for delaying what I desperately want...but I don’t want to hurt Elia any more than I have.

  She shakes her head “I still want you, and I can tell,” she points to my cock that’s rubbing against her clothed pussy, “that you want me just as much as I want you.”

  She’s right about that, and without any hesitation I take her to the couch to claim her as mine.

  Elia

  I pull off my yoga pants as fast as I can. I need out of this top too. I tear it off my body and watch Eric’s eyes taking in my breasts. Sitting on the couch in his living room, I have to stare at Eric in pure amazement. This man is a sight. He is gorgeous, and I just don’t have it in me to be angry with him right now. In fact, all I can think about is sleeping with him again.

  What he was telling me about the store was important, but seeing Eric without his shirt on has me pretty distracted. He has protected me and the store; how could I hold his actions against him now?

  Not to mention that I just can’t keep my hands to myself right now.

  I run my hands up and down his chest, caressing his eight-pack rock hard abs. I bring my mouth to his cheek, planting a quick kiss before I flick my tongue across his earlobe, then make my way to tease his nipples with my tongue.

  I push Eric back to lay flat on his couch as I work my way down his stomach. Taking my time as I undo his belt buckle, I stare into his eyes.

  Eric starts panting, quick shallow breaths as I slide his pants down to the floor. His huge cock is pressing against the fabric of his boxers, begging to be released. I take my time teasing his cock slowly, eventually sliding his boxers off. I wrap my hands around his thick shaft. I love the power I feel jerking and stroking his cock to life, feeling it getting harder in my hands, tracing the length of his shaft with my fingertips. I keep my eyes locked on Eric as he leans forward when he feels my breath on his head. I flash him a seductive grin as I move my mouth down to cover his broad head. My mouth takes his shaft deep into my throat, and my fingers move down to caress his balls. I massage them and shuffle them back and forth between my fingers, getting a feel for him. I want to touch and please every inch of him. I want to give him incredible pleasure like he gave me our first night.

  Through my own ragged, lust-laced breaths, I hear Eric's groans, loud and primal filling the air that surrounds us, making my clit start to flutter as his moans echo in my ear.

  I work my tongue all around his shaft twisting and turning it, not sure what will feel good to him but knowing that I want to explore every inch of him. Eric's hand finds its way to fist a handful of my hair, taking control of my mouth bobbing up and down on his cock. The way he takes control is sexy as hell to me. I speed up to match the way he’s tugging on my hair. The moan that I let roll around in my throat makes its way to escape my mouth. Eric takes my open mouth as an opportunity to thrust his hips and drive his cock further down my throat.

  The power behind his thrust makes me grip the arm of the couch to keep steady, but I’m aroused at the sensation of his raw power shared with me. I’ve heard about blowjobs, but giving one is so different. It’s much more erotic than I thought it would be, but when I started touching Eric’s body, I knew that I wanted to taste it too.

  Matching the rhythm of his hips with my mouth, Eric's massive head gets slick deep in my throat. The wave that is rolling in me I keep at bay, clenching my thighs together. I want his load, my mouth craves it. It’s such a horny thought that I’ve never had before, but I’m like obsessed with having every sensual delight that Eric can offer.

  I keep my pace as I feel that hot, sweet jet of cum erupt in my throat. God, it feels good filling up my mouth completely, no matter how fast I try to swallow him. I take a big gulp and look up at Eric as he loosens his grip on my hair.

  His eyes flutter as he falls off the cliff of his orgasm. My panties get wetter just watching the look of pure pleasure on his perfect face. The view is so intense I think my pussy actually tightens some in response, desperate for him.

  I didn’t know that I could crave one man this much.

  With a line of his cum dripping down my chin and falling onto my breasts, I stand up, taking Eric’s hand and placing it in between my thighs. I like the feeling of his arousal dripping down my body, and his eyes follow the line as it slides lower. I want him to feel what he does to me, how excited I get at the anticipation of swallowing his cock. With his hand tight between my thighs, Eric cups my pussy and I moan at the sensation, needing so much more. Eric pushes my soaking wet panties to the side. His finger slides up and down my wet lips, taking his time before sliding his fingers deep into my pussy. I arch my back as he pulls me onto his lap. Spinning around, I wiggle my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. Throwing my head back, I let it rest on Eric's shoulder. I caress my breasts and twist and pull on my nipples; biting my lip I know that I’m getting closer to the edge of erotic bliss with every twist of his fingers. I pull back when his fingers retreat, moving so that I canrun my tongue across the underside of his shaft. I take his balls into my mouth and bat them around playfully. Making sure to get them all nice and moist, I take Eric’s fingers and slide them out of my wet pussy. Using just his fingertips, I smear my juice on the underside of his shaft. Looking at his balls I mark them too and trace the trail where I had just marked him with my soft, moist mouth.

  Bringing Eric’s fingers up to my mouth, I make sure he feels my tongue licking and tasting every finger all at once. I grind my wet pussy against his cock, slowly marking it with his fingers still in my mouth. I use my hands to take hold of his shaft and begin to slide it up and down my clit using his head to smack it lightly. I drive myself wild and watch his head get hard again. I push it inside my pussy, grinding on it nice and slow. Eric moves his hips underneath me, and I lift up to make him chase me.

  He thrusts his hips wildly, trying to push his cock deeper. I finally give in to him and thrust myself down on his shaft, taking it deep all at once. The intense pleasure makes a moan escape my lips, which Eric uses as his cue to attack my pussy with an animalistic fury. Grabbing my hips, he bounces me up and down on his cock so damn fast I think I may actually forget my name this time.. God, he feels so fucking good inside me. I throw my head back and whip my hair covering his face with it as I try to keep up with his speed.

  I crave the way Eric plunges me down onto his cock and, using his chest to brace myself, I grind hard on his cock. My pussy tightens around
his shaft keeping it in place, an unrelenting hold. I can hear the sucking of it as his cock tries to slide back and forth. I don't want to let it go; I want his cock to stay right where it is. My pussy can't help itself. I feel that warm sensation taking over me, a strong shiver courses through my body and sends me into orbit. My juices pour out of my pussy, covering Eric's cock and making it slick with my cum.

  Eric slides us to the edge of the couch and thrusts us into an upright position. We spin quickly and he takes hurried steps until I feel the cold wood of the top of his dining room table on my back. Eric lays me on the table, releasing my legs from around his waist. He takes a step back and raises my legs up above my head, and I feel the head of his cock pressing against my ass. He pulls me to the edge of the table to meet him.

  "I know you were a virgin, Elia, and it is fine if you don't want to, but I'd love to fuck your perfect ass."

  Wow! I don't know...that's like, the next level of fucking, isn't it? I giggle. "Umm, I don't know if I'd like it," I say. But there's a small burning in my belly that tells me it will feel good, and I actually want it. I sway my ass back and forth for a moment. "But maybe I will."

  "Push out against me and breathe, and, Elia, you'll see stars when I'm inside you." Eric's voice is quiet and sensual. There's a dark quality to it, and it thrills me.

  "Yes, do it!" I'm ready. I can't believe it, but I feel it. I want this. I want it so much that I'm already moaning thinking about it. Taking Eric's cock up my ass seems so taboo, forbidden, and so intimate. I know that I want it.

  "Okay, Elia," he murmurs, running his fingers down the hollow of my throat as he slowly pushes his slick cum-covered cock into my ass. I grip the table as I feel his head penetrating my ass.

  "Eric!" I shout at the intensity of him sinking into me.

  He stops. "Are you okay? Make sure you breathe and push with me, or tell me if you want to stop." His voice is caring, and I'm touched at his concern. It only confirms to me that he would never truly hurt me.

  And I'm horny as hell for him, and I want more! I want anything he has to offer.

  "No, please don't stop," I whimper. "It feels incredible."

  Finding his rhythm once inside my ass, he goes to work pounding it. The sound of his heavy balls slapping against my ass is like music to my ears. "It’s only going to get better, Elia."

  Eric watches me as I slowly run my fingers down my neck, across my supple breasts, taking my nipples into my fingers and rolling them back and forth. Touching myself, knowing he’s watching me makes my clit swell and ache with need. Every touch of my fingers against my skin sends a tingle throughout my body. I can't believe that I was just a virgin less than a week ago, and now I'm trying anal sex.

  I love the way Eric makes my body feel. When I'm shivering so close to orgasm, he gets a twinkle in his eye and I know that he's up to something.

  I wager that with Eric, it will be something tantalizingly delicious.

  His cock slides from my ass into my pussy, the slow entry and exit making me cry out with lust.

  He keeps a slow and even steady stroke in my pussy, and I think it’s just to tease me. He knows I ache for him to make my pussy come. Eric speeds up, pumping harder, and I bite my leg, screaming at the intense pleasure of him taking me over. I slide closer to him and lift my ass higher off the table, working my hips and trying to keep up with Eric's rhythm curling my toes tight above my head.

  The fluttering in my clit is getting more intense and I know my pussy is about to erupt no matter how hard I try to keep it at bay.

  “Oh God”! I scream as my pussy pour cum, I can hear it hitting the floor at Eric’s feet as he grabs hold of the table edge to steady himself. The pure raw force of my orgasm pushes his cock out of my pussy inch by inch. Pulling his cock completely out of my pussy, Eric lets my legs fall to the edge of the table as he slides his hand across his shaft. He smears cum over my stomach as he walks around the table, and my eyes follow him with a hungry curiosity.

  He leans over my head as he slides me back across the table's surface, and my heart skips a beat as I feel like I’m moving in slow motion. Eric backs up and lets my head hang over the edge of the table. His cum-covered cock stares at me, daring me to clean it with my mouth. Just looking at his shaft and his heavy balls hanging this close to my face makes my mouth water. I move my finger across the length of his shaft, scooping up my sweet nectar. I make sure that Eric is watching me as I open my mouth nice and slow and slide my cum-covered finger across my tongue.

  I roll my tongue across the top of my mouth before letting it slide down my throat.

  He flashes me a mischievous smile.

  I reach out and sliding my hands over the full length of his shaft and hear the gasp escaping Eric's body as he shivers from my touch.

  I open my mouth wide, taking the head of his cock and bringing it so close to my mouth so that I know he can feel my warm breath blowing on the head of his cock. I tease Eric, lightly licking my tongue down the head of his cock.

  He reaches down and plays with my breasts, cupping them and pinching my nipples, making me moan while I lick his cock clean. I run my tongue down one side of his shaft, rolling my tongue over it and making sure to scoop up the cum that was left behind by my pussy.

  The more I lick, the more veins that pop up along his cock. With a naughty grin on my face, I work my tongue up and down his length. I want to savor every taste.

  Eric lets out a moan as my tongue licks down to his balls. He tries to catch his breath while I lick around every inch of his balls and all up and down his cock. My tongue flicks along the length of his shaft and works its way back up to his head. The way he’s fondling and tugging on my nipples, I can tell he’s all worked up. Knowing he is so excited and the way his ministrations feel makes my pussy so wet.

  I cover the head of Eric’s cock with my mouth, taking him deep into my throat. Moving my hands along his shaft, I push it into my mouth one rock hard inch at a time. Eric is getting closer to the edge of erotic madness, and the way he tremors against me I know that he’s about to lose control. I want to keep him on the edge for as long as I can. My tongue flicks across his head until I feel it starting to get slick with his pre-cum.

  I twist and turn my head as my tongue swirls around that thick shaft, and my tongue traces those veins all over it. Eric's cock throbs deep in my throat as I speed up while my fingers deeply massage his balls. The tingling in my mouth tells me just how much I crave his load exploding deep in my throat. Our gazes lock as he throws his hands over his head and interlocks his fingers.

  Thrusting his hips into my face, he wiggles and grinds, bringing himself closer to the edge. But I’m not letting him get off just yet.

  Not until I suck even tighter and moan all over his cock so it vibrates over his skin.

  His cock jerks and smacks into the top of my mouth, and my tongue keeps feverishly working its way around his shaft as it roars to life. The explosion of his intense orgasm shakes throughout his body, and his cock pulses in my mouth as it fills up with his sticky, warm cum. His cum jets down the length of my throat, the grip my mouth has on his shaft stays tight as I keep sucking on his cock, so much so that cum pours out of his shaft and drips from the corners of my mouth. I slide his cock back so the head is all that remains in my mouth, and using my fingers I massage his sticky load into the length of his cock.

  Eric’s cum feels so good as it drips through my fingers, sliding down my hand and making my wrist slick with his glorious nectar. I pull his cock completely free of the grip that my mouth has on it and aim it toward my breasts. I peek up through my lashes and see Eric looking down at me, following the flow of his cum as it covers my breasts and shoots down to coat my stomach.

  I put on a show for Eric, taking his head and shaking it over my open mouth as cum spurts all over my face. I release his shaft from my fingers and slowly sit up, cum dripping from my chin and landing on my already sticky breasts. I pull my legs up to meet my chest on the table top. Eri
c stands in front of me, his cock hanging, trying to catch his breath. His gaze meets mine as I lift my leg up over my head to expose my glistening pussy. Sitting there with my eyes locked on him, I twist my clit in between my fingers. Eric pulls out a dining room chair and sits down so he can have a front row seat for the show.

  I feel powerful and aroused touching myself like this. When he watches me, it makes me feel so desired; it lights my body up with even more arousal.

  Twisting my clit makes me even wetter, and I can feel the juices slide down my ass. Eric follows it with a lustful flicker in his eyes. My fingers slowly dance across my clit as I slide my fingers deep into my pussy. I throw my head back as my fingers follow the path that Eric’s cock took, and I let them drift before pulling them back so he can see the tips of my fingers caressing just inside my pussy. I let out a moan, and my body shakes. I thrust my fingers deeper inside my pussy, and Eric watches as my wet fingers pump in and out of me.

  He comes toward me and puts his hands on my hips, sending a shiver through my body. I jerk my head forward to see him looking up at me as he takes the tip of his tongue and runs it around my clit. He covers his fingers with mine as he slowly pulls them out of my pussy and replaces them with his tongue. Eric buries his face deep in my pussy, sliding his hand under my ass, and grips it tightly.

  I arch my back from his touch and the way his tongue is devouring my pussy.

  He darts his tongue back and forth, feather light touches, and pulls my clit in between his teeth and ever so gently, playfully tugging on it. Every tug drives me wild. My primal lust-driven urges take over, and my hips start to wiggle against his face as I wrap my legs around his neck. Eric’s tongue sends me through the roof and my hands squeeze my breasts, desperate to release some of the intense erotic pressure building within me.

  The sheer bliss I feel crashing inside me begs to be released. I tighten my legs and grip on Eric’s neck. My head drops back, and my pussy gushes my release, and Eric’s tongue laps up every drop. I cry out strangled moans and desperate attempts to express the ecstasy taking over me.