As the big dude was closing the door, he smiled.
“You know how to whistle, ‘Mister Ray Gun’?” he said to Derek.
I guess the dude thought he was Mae West or something?
“I think so,” he answered himself.
“Yeah, just put my lips together and …” Derek began.
“Just blow,” I said.
Derek spun around, and I began taking my clothes off.
Chapter 12
MEGAN
Oh my god, it’s really going to happen! Derek is there, standing in front of the door to our bedroom!
My mind is jumping all over the place. My eyes are eating him up.
He’s perfect!
His clothes are snug, the t-shirt rippling from all the muscles underneath. I can see the tight arcs of his ass, outlined by his blue jeans.
Every move he makes reminds me of a lion or tiger. He’s confident, standing tall and firm, and my thighs are melting from my want.
I want him, all of him.
I need to have him in me. I my mouth. In my pussy. My wet, drenched pussy.
I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, with my best come-hither look.
Derek seems a bit stunned, so I give him something.
I begin to strip for him.
Ever so slowly, I slide out of my jacket.
First one arm, then the next, taking my time. I slowly move the jacket over the to the side of the bed, and drop it on the floor.
It slithers into a small, beige mound.
I start on the buttons on my blouse, my fingers twitching. I try to maintain eye contact, and I fumble just a bit with the top button.
It comes loose, and then the next.
Derek’s eyes lock onto my breasts, which are appearing, and the lacy tan bra.
A rush of warm feelings flow through me, as he gazes at me.
I’ve never felt so vulnerable, and yet so trusting of anyone.
Really, I want to just make my clothes disappear by magic, and his as well, just so we can be together.
But, I know this will drive him crazy.
He stands there, cockily, as I remove my blouse, one button at a time.
My fingers are shaking so badly from my needing him that I can barely perform this simple task.
At least, it seems that way to me.
Derek smiles, his gorgeous mouth and perfect teeth making me feel another wave of warmth that courses through my body.
I feel like I am floating in a warm pool of liquid, thick and viscous.
Another button down, and my blouse is just hanging there, now.
Derek steps closer, and bends down to me.
I can see the huge bulge in the crotch of his blue jeans, his cock clearly outlined beside the zipper. I reach over, rubbing and caressing its hardness.
A jolt of electricity shoots up my arm, straight into my brain, as I trace his dick with my index finger. I want to yank it free, and shove my mouth over it, sucking in all its immense fleshy goodness.
But, I tease him some more, tossing my hair, and giving him another look, my eyelids covering my eyes shyly, while I continue to work his shaft through the material.
I move my other hand to the last button, while I slowly lick my lips. They are dry, but then moist as I feel his cock throb.
My blouse is just hanging there, and Derek eyes my hard nipples.
They are jutting out, like strawberries.
My large brown aureoles peek over the edges of the lacy, tan bra.
Derek’s hand moves down to my head, and then he sits down next to me.
We look into each other’s’ eyes for a moment, and then he leans his face towards me.
My mouth opens, and then we are kissing.
His animal scent is overpowering my brain.
His raw strength as he pulls me to him, crushing me against his massive, muscled chest make me go limp. I allow myself to just melt with him.
He tastes clean and fresh, and vaguely of mint.
I have a moment of weakness…did I brush my teeth today? … I think, crazily.
Then, all thought is lost as Derek squeezes me, and his hands work their way to my heaving tits.
His gentle fingers rub first one aching nipple, then the other.
I moan with pleasure, and it’s lost in the cavern of his delicious mouth.
I move my ass around on the bed, because I feel like I am so wet I am going to stick to the sheets!
When I do, he cups my ass with his hands, and pulls me against him. I can feel his enormous bulge between my legs as we fall against each other on the satin bedspread.
My pussy feels like it has a life of its own, trying to reach out and suck his hardness into me.
We lay on the bed, Derek’s magic hands moving all over my body.
New sensations jolt through me, my legs suddenly jerking, or my ass clenching. Derek is a master!
Every move he makes sends pleasure straight into my whirling brain.
I chew on his tongue, and lick his chin slowly, enjoying the feel of his stubble. My tongue works a trail down his neck, and I can taste his salty tang.
Derek reaches around and unclasps my lacy, tan bra. It pops open, and my tits are barely covered now.
He gently places a finger between the left cup and my skin, and ever so slowly slides the sheer fabric away.
My taut breast and hard nipple can’t take it!
I’m squealing, a high-pitched noise that I can’t help but make, and Derek grins and his tongue lightly flicks the pink nub.
I explode, as he gently works his lips around it, sucking on it like it was the rarest and most tasty fruit on Earth.
My hips lock around him, grinding into his bulges, as I ride him, coming. My panties are soaking, and Derek moves to the other nipple.
He alternates back and forth, anointing my tits with his saliva. Each time he licks one, he gives the other a playful pinch.
The intense feeling drives me out of my mind, and my eyes roll back in my head.
I grab Derek’s head, forcing it into the valley between my heaving orbs, crushing him to me.
His face is buried in there, and he moves his hands beneath me, to unzip my pants.
He’s quick, and soon they join the jacket on the floor. The blouse clings to me as he rolls me over.
I sit up briefly, to doff it and help Derek slide off my pants.
I shove them over the side.
Then, toss the bra after them.
It hits Derek’s head, and slides off, causing both of us to laugh.
“Oh, Derek, my darling! I thought you were …” I start to say, but he simple shuts me up with another deep kiss.
My breath is coming in gasps when he pulls away, because I almost came, again.
He’s wonderful! Everything he does brings me to a new level of intimate pleasure.
I want him more with every passing minute.
My own musk fills my nose, mixing with the heady, raw animal scent that wafts off of my lover.
Derek!
At last, we can be together!
I feel Derek’s probing finger slip past the thin material of my thong. He reaches around, grabbing my ass and giving it a squeeze, while he kisses my neck.
I am so wet, I can barely feel the fingertip as it slides into my pussy.
Derek circles around, and strokes the folds, and then finds my clit.
I scream into his shoulder, stifling the noise, as I buck and shove against his hands.
He pushes into me, his other hand kneading my ass, squeezing my ample flesh.
Derek moans softly, and I realize the poor man still has all his clothes on!
Taking my arms from around his neck, I kiss him gently, and sit up.
I push him away just a bit, so that I can help him get undressed.
As I am unbuttoning his shirt, I notice a gun holster.
The leather’s smell reminds me of a quality shoe.
Derek steps away from the bed, and takes off his shirt.
He unbuckles the holster from his belt, and slings it from around his shoulder. He puts the gun on the nightstand next to the bed.
Then, he walks back towards me.
I can’t believe how muscular and athletic he is!
He’s unnaturally fit!
And, so strong!
He grins and his muscles flex as he strides over to me.
I’ve still got a black athletic tee and his blue jeans between his skin and mine. Time to correct that!
I reach over to him, and strip the shirt off. When I get it up over his head, I teasingly nip at his nipples with my teeth, and scratch his skin between his belly and chest with my long nails. He chuckles, and then the shirt is gone.
He grabs the back of my head, pulling our faces to each other, and mashing my lips with his.
We suck on our tongues, shoving them into our mouths, barely able to breathe. He pushes me down onto the bed, carefully not putting his full weight on me, and my legs splay to let him in between.
He’s dry humping me, and my pussy aches and throbs to have him thrusting in and out.
But, now, he’s again working my tits, freed from their lacy, tan prison, and I’m going crazy from the sensations.
The nipples are hard as diamonds, and each light pressure from a lick from his tongue is contrasted with a tight pinch from his finger and thumb.
The alternating pressures bring me to the brink of another orgasm, and then he puts two fingers lightly on either side of my clit, and rubs.
That does it, the damn once again breaking loose, my juices flowing over his hand, and I feel him inserting it into my pussy.
I reach down and frantically strip off the thong, and then kiss him.
“Lick my pussy, Derek! Please! Eat me!” I say, breathlessly.
He smiles, and lowers that massive, handsome head to my belly.
Blowing on it gently, he licks his way down to my landing strip. I have just a little curly hair there, which he dutifully grazes with his white teeth.
The feeling is making me insane.
Derek’s tongue traces a path between my quivering thighs, and he’s suddenly kissing the insides of them.
I groan, with pleasure, wanting more, and yet enjoying the feeling and afraid to move.
He sense my reluctance, and gently fingers me yet again, bringing me to another orgasm.
As I feel the intense waves rushing over me, he inserts his tongue into my folds, licking the labia, and then gently sucking on my clit.
I go crazy wild, coming and wetting his mouth with my pussy juices. He laps them up, greedily, making muffled sounds of pleasure as he eats me.
I grab his head, entwining my fingers in his dark curls, pressing him against my throbbing cunt.
His tongue fucks me, again and again, thrusting in and out of my hole.
I can feel his index finger circling my ass hole, inquisitively. He looks at me, his eyebrows asking the question he can’t vocalize, because his mouth is full of me.
“Yes! Oh, God Yes!” I scream.
I can feel his finger snake into my ass, and then I lose my mind completely.
I ride the orgasm, covering Derek’s mouth and chin with my cum, and he brings his face to me, and kisses me, his chin dripping. I suck it clean, and know I want his cock in my mouth.
“I need to suck your cock, darling!” I hear myself say.
My head is still ringing, from the love making.
Derek stands next to the bed while I kneel on it.
His blue jeans are the only thing between his massive tool and my hungry mouth.
I unzip them, and am pleasantly surprised that he’s going commando.
His cock juts out, and I skin the jeans down to his ankles.
He steps out of them, his tanned body like a classic statue of a god.
He’s my god.
A sex god!
His cock juts and bounces as he steps towards me.
I see a drop of pre-cum on its tip, oozing out for me.
I kneel beside it, marveling at its power and size. I wonder if I can take it all in…it’s so huge.
I reach up and my hand won’t completely encircle it.
Can my mouth? I wonder.
I lick sweet, clear liquid from the tip, and it tastes like honey and salt.
Emboldened, I lick around the head, my tongue darting under it, nibbling on the little flap of skin underneath.
Derek moans quietly.
“Oh, Sis!” he says.
My mouth opens and I begin to engulf his massive tool.
I work my lips around the head, and then try to get over it and swallow the shaft.
My pussy is hot and wet, and my ears are buzzing as I suck on Derek’s enormous dick.
I don’t know if it will all fit in my mouth.
I shove against him, grabbing his ass cheeks and pulling him to me.
Alternating my shoves with sucking, I manage to get about half of his cock into my throat before I feel my gag-reflex kicking in.
I swallow hard, remembering something I read in “Cosmo”.
His dick slips deeper into my throat, and its heady scent fills my nostrils with musk.
I work on him, taking him in more and more with each thrust.
But, there’s so much still there! He’s long as well as thick!
I pull back, a strand of saliva and semen drooling from my lips.
“Derek!” I say, begging him.
“Am I hurting you?” he asks me.
“No, baby, no!” I protest. “I want more!”
“But, I can’t get it all in on my own!” I whine, needing him all inside me.
“Please, help!” I cry.
“How?” he asks.
“Use your hands, push it into my mouth! Come in my mouth!” I say, wanting to taste his hot load. I’m dying to have him shoot into my throat.
“Won’t you gag?” he asks, concerned.
“It’ll be alright! Try!” I beg.
I bend to the task, again licking and lubricating his cock head and shaft with my saliva, while I massage his balls.
I get to where my gag-reflex starts again, then nod my head, and put his hands on the back of my head,
“Now!” I mouth, but the only sound that comes out is a garbled noise.
Derek starts to thrust into my throat in earnest, and I am no longer in control.
His mighty cock shoves past my throat, going all the way in, filling my mouth.
Then, just as quickly, it’s almost out, my lips pursing over it, the spit in my mouth lubing it for the next pass.
Derek shoves again and again, and I am mindless as he uses my face. He skull fucks me, harder and harder.
We fall onto the bed, and he rotates around until my head is over the edge of the bed.
I gasp for breath, trying to breathe through my nose.
“Please! Don’t stop!” I beg him.
My mouth has a mind of its own, my head craning up to take his beautiful cock in, yet again.
Derek laughs, but I can tell he’s getting near his own orgasm.
He lowers himself to me, then pushes all the way in.
I gag, and he begins to pull out, when I grab his ass, and pull him back down on top of me.
Derek takes the hint, and then face-fucks me hard, my head bouncing off the mattress.
Again and again, he thrusts, each one filling my throat full of his meaty dick.
I can sense he’s almost there, when I feel his tongue licking my pussy.
The combination sends me over the edge, and I come hard.
Derek’s cock in my mouth, his tongue on my clit, I squeeze one nipple, pulling at it.
I scream, but there is no sound, my mouth completely full of Derek’s pulsing, throbbing meat.
Then, with an animal roar, Derek comes.
He shoots a huge load of semen into me.
It fills my throat, all the way from my stomach to my mouth, and shoots out my nostrils.
I gag and choke an
d greedily swallow every drop, licking the wonderful tool of intimate pleasure completely clean.
I come, again and again, against Derek’s talented tongue, coating his face with my carnal juices.
Finally, we both just lay against each other, spent from our exertions.
My throat is raw, burning with the taste of Derek’s hot issue, as it trickles slowly down into my belly.
My pussy is humming with pleasure, and my legs are shaking.
I make small mewling noises, still sucking on Derek, and fall asleep.
DEREK
I turn around, and Megan is sitting on the bed.
She’s perfect!
She sits there, voluptuous, her clothes tight and her face flushed, her breathing strong and her eyes staring at me with raw hunger.
I am so turned on by how she looks at me!
Her eyes are bright and shining, her love pulsing out towards me.
She starts to slowly remove her jacket.
First one arm, then the next, she takes her time, and my cock starts to swell.
Her jacket slides to the floor, a small, beige mound.
Megan does the buttons on her blouse.
Her gorgeous breasts peek out from under it, and she’s wearing a lacy, tan brassiere.
Her mouth makes a small ‘O’, and she moans gently.
She’s sliding her ass on the bed, and the sound of the silk sheets rubbing against her makes me harder.
I’ve never felt so vulnerable, and yet so in need of anyone.
Really, I wish our clothes just vanished!
She’s driving me crazy, taking off her blouse, one button at a time.
I’m shaking badly; I’m usually so in control of my feelings that this is a new sensation for me.
It makes me happy, and I smile at Megan.
Her blouse is open, revealing her smooth skin, and her luscious tits.
They are large, and ripe, waiting for me to eat them.
I can’t resist and move over to her side.
My cock is rock hard, and Megan reaches down and strokes it.
A jolt of electricity shoots up my arm, straight into my brain, as she traces the outline of my cock with her index finger.
I want to push down my jeans, and just plunge my meat into her mouth.
But, Megan wants to play, and teases it.
She tosses her hair, looking at me hungrily, her eyelids covering her eyes. She almost looks coy and shy, but underneath it is a raw hunger, a lust.
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