by Lauren Wood
“Give me one more for the road.” One more shot of tequila made the room spin counterclockwise, but my libido was charged to full capacity.
I stumbled on my feet and swayed to the sound of the music in my head. Out of the corner of my eye, Anson was paying the tab and arranging for a taxi for his fallen brethren. I was able to handle my liquor better than men three times my size. It wasn’t the first time I had bested men in a game they thought they could win.
“Whatever did you have in mind for the rest of this evening? I was ready to get it on and to find out if he was pure as the driven snow.
It was a dirty and sweet notion. The thought alone fueled me into squeezing his bicep. He was exceptionally strong, but it was his long hose giving me ideas.
“I don’t expect you to understand this in your inebriated state. I know you want to do the dance with no pants. That’s a little crude, but I think the sentiment is there. I can’t give you what you want. You are my best friends, little sister.” I knew it was going to come down to his loyalty to my brother.
Shane was responsible for running off potential suitors when I was younger. He intimidated them and made them fear for their safety. To this day, I’m not sure if he understood how he was making it necessary to sneak out behind his back.
“We are consenting adults. I might be drunk, but I’m not drunk enough to not know what I’m doing. You have always been the measuring stick. I have tried to get your attention. I know what you feel from what I saw under the table. You can’t hide something like that from me or any woman.” He guided me on unsteady legs to the taxi idling at the curb.
I was slapping his chest and without his knowledge undoing a couple of buttons like Houdini. I put my hand in between the folds of the material to feel the heat of his flesh against my fingertips.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?” He was protesting, but he wasn’t doing anything to stop me.
“I know you said you don’t want to sleep with me, but there are other things we can do to stir the pot. My fingernails are made to make a man feel vulnerable in my presence.” The lights of the city were flying by and I ripped open the rest of his shirt to see his bare chest exposed to my eager eyes.
“This isn’t a good idea.” It was the best idea and I wasn’t going to give him a reason to bring this to a premature end.
I got into his lap doing a dirty dance to bring his temperature up a few degrees. I felt the product of his hungry determination for me stretching to its full length inside his pants. I could feel the length and thickness rubbing up against the panty clad lips of my sex.
I grabbed him by the back of his hair and forged the agile length of my tongue into his mouth. He fought me, but his scepter of love was pounding this rhythm of its own. He was soon drawing inspiration from me and running his hands down over my body with his thumbs flicking my nipples in the process.
I went after his belt, feeding my anticipation by how he filled out those pants in all the right ways. I stuck my hand down the waistband of his underwear. The large and imposing knob was already slick to the touch. I gave him an outpouring of affection and grabbed onto the happy stick between his legs.
I slid down his body until I was on my knees. I pulled down his underwear until it was under his balls. They were amazingly plump and full to overflowing with his boiling seed.
I gave him the service of my slippery tongue. It felt like a dream come true to have him about to enter the oven of my mouth. I looked up to see him with this awe-inspiring expression on his face. He swallowed and was chewing on his lip. I snapped my tongue against the head to taste what was becoming a guilty sensation.
“I still don’t think this is a good idea, but I can’t argue with you. I have to forget about the elephant in the room. It’s not easy when I was the one that bandaged your knee when you fell off your bike. That little girl has grown up to be a remarkable young woman.” That one long vein down the back was going to be pumping a volume of his sweet jizz into my mouth.
He had to get over his misguided belief I needed his protection. This was my time to polish the knob. I inserted the head and I let my tongue get used to the heavy burden lying on top of it. I gave him a motion of my mouth to swallow the long and protruding evidence of his arousal.
The taxi hit a pothole and my mouth gave him an easy opening to my throat. I gagged momentarily, but I remained calm. It bulged obscenely and I could hear his heavy breath of resignation. He began to take liberties by fucking my face. I looked up to see his eyes glazed over. I made his cock lurch in my mouth.
“I’m overcome by the look I see in your eyes. I’m going to cum hotly and with no excuses. I want to share with you something that is going to go on and on. I can be too much for any one woman. Your mouth is working hard to get the thrill of my seed exploding from the tap.” He swelled with the head pulsing before the fireworks began.
I felt the first thrust of his overheated engine buried in my throat. He bucked uncontrollably in an act that took his breath away. Several shots of his enthusiasm pounded like waves from an ocean against the back of my mouth.
I had to consume three mouthfuls and I wanted more. It was delicious and left me thirsty for the protein shake in his balls. I lie there in his lap licking lazily at what remained of the scrumptious nectar clinging to the shaft.
I grabbed him unexpectedly and devoured the inches before he had a chance to recover from what I had already done. I bobbed my head steadily to get him ready for more of the same when we made it to our final destination.
“I can’t… I can’t do this. It’s not right and I know I’m going to go to hell for even thinking of these ideas. I’ve seen the way you have grown up. What man in their right mind would ever turn you down?” He had both hands in my hair and I could hear the driver up front clearing his throat.
The audience didn’t matter and I was already two sheets to the wind to care about his perception of things. I had what I wanted and I was reluctant to let it go. Nothing short of the Jaws of Life was going to separate me from his monument of manhood.
We finally arrived and he had to pry me loose by using forceful persuasion with his hands in my hair. His knob popped clean from my lips and I was darting my tongue around to find where he had disappeared to.
“Keep the change. I’m sure you have gotten more than you bargained for tonight. I hope you enjoyed the show. Call it a belated birthday or Christmas present. Go home and treat your wife to a surprise she is never going to forget. I apologize if this offended your sensibilities. I can see from the smile on your face it didn’t.” The slam of the door had me watching from the comfort of hanging onto a telephone pole for support.
I could barely walk and I didn’t even know what part of town I was in. I had never been to his place of residence. It was an interesting development that had been transformed into apartment buildings from what was most likely a hotel at one time.
He was fishing for his keys. He lowered me gently until I was dangling my feet in the cool water of the pool. I got up using what was left of his clothes to climb to a standing position. I laughed out loud when I pushed him into the pool with a splash of flailing limbs.
“You are full of surprises.” I sat back down unable to stay standing for any length of time.
He swam in long strides over to where I was waiting with bated breath. He used his hands to spread my legs. From his vantage point, he could see my panties soaking wet and ready to be peeled off of my body.
He ran the length of his index finger down the crotch of my panties. I felt him hook his finger underneath and pull them aside to get a better look. I gave him the motion to come get some with both hands. The first touch of his tip to the lips glistening with my sexual juices had me falling back looking at the stars.
The last thing I remembered was the sensation of weightlessness and the sight of his hard packed cheeks in my vision. I was fighting the effects of the liquor running through my veins.
I wanted to stay awake an
d to attack him before he had a chance to second-guess himself. Unfortunately, my earlier indulgence had caught up with me leaving me susceptible to a raging headache. I was going to be in one sorry shape in the morning.
Chapter four
“I hope you are thinking straight this morning. I don’t know how much you remember of last night, but I would be happy to refresh your memory.” I could hear his voice and the sheet was pulled back to blind me with the sun streaming through the blinds.
“I don’t know how you can be so chipper in the morning. You drank the same amount of liquor. How is it that you can be standing there fresh as a daisy? I would very much like to know your secret. Could you find a way to intravenously inject caffeine into my veins?” He had a cup of black coffee and I took it without any kind of fanfare.
I lifted the silky black sheets to find myself naked. He was wearing a pair of white sleep pants with a matching shirt wide open for my naughty perusal.
“I was in no better shape this morning. I have my own cure. It involves an intense workout to burn off the liquor in my system. I went jogging for 5 miles each way. I hit the gym early this morning with several of the guys from the squad.” It was still early at 7:00 AM.
It was a good thing he gave me a wakeup call or I probably would’ve slept through the rest of the day. I knew I had to ask him how I got undressed, but it was pretty damn clear who had done the honors. My mind was playing tricks on me. The taste in my mouth brought back how I had done something out of character.
“It’s good that you found a way to deal with your hangover. I can’t even lift my head. The caffeine is much appreciated, but it’s not going to be enough. I would ask how I got undressed, but I fear I already know the answer to the question.” I waited to see how he was going to respond, but instead of an answer, he shrugged his shoulders.
“The stench of alcohol from your clothing was overpowering. I can’t say I didn’t take a peek at the good stuff. It was tempting to finish what I started at the pool. I already had a sample, but then you ruined it by almost passing out. When I undressed you, I found myself in a position to take advantage of you. I couldn’t do it.” The clothing I had been wearing was nicely folded on a chair by the bed.
“I don’t even want to think about what you did with my underwear before you washed it. A dirty boy like you wouldn’t be able to resist.” I hung to the last vestige of my humility by grabbing onto the sheet and covering what he had already seen for himself.
“I didn’t do anything perverted. The thought did cross my mind. I washed your clothing by hand. I read the directions on the label.” I drank the coffee with the sheet up to my neck.
“I have to get ready for work for my first day on the job.” I kicked the sheets clear of the mattress and wrapped them around me in a cocoon of safety.
I got up and backed away from him to make sure he didn’t see anything he shouldn’t. I didn’t know why I was acting this way. I did just finish draining his balls dry of every drop. It seemed implausible to hold onto a stitch of my modesty.
“I could join you in the shower. I know there are some hard to reach areas I would be glad to scrub for you. I hope you know I’m kidding.” I thought he was upset with me.
“I have to ask you an important question. Have you ever been with a woman?” There was no point in taking off the band-aid slowly.
“I knew you were going to ask and I wasn’t sure how I was going to answer. I have been with a woman. We were both fairly new to the experience. I found it less than life-changing. We weren’t in love with each other. I’ve been waiting for someone of feminine persuasion to give me more. Does that even make any sense?” I wasn’t sure if I should be flattered, but I did find it curious he had given me license to express myself freely.
I shuffled across the floor to the bathroom door where the washing machine and dryer was located right inside the doorway. It was a stacked design. I stalled and turned to drop the sheet at my feet.
“I’m going to take a cold shower. You can join me if you want, but I believe I heard something about shrinkage in the cold.” I was making fun of him and he smiled knowingly, but he still followed me into the bathroom.
The black tiles were warm against my toes. I went to the glass-enclosed shower and adjusted the temperature of the water before getting underneath the cold spray. It was a jarring moment that left me shivering until his arms were around me from behind.
“I have an interesting way to warm you up.” I wasn’t sure what he had in mind until he was down on his knees spreading my cheeks.
“I would enjoy this more if the water was a degree warmer than it is right now.” I knew I was taking a risk, but a large part of me wanted to scream his name with the injection of beef between his legs.
I adjusted the water and made it tepid. I leaned forward with my head underneath the spray. In this position, he was able to fully penetrate the length of his oral digit. I jumped momentarily from the shock of him slapping my toned ass. I liked the feel of his demanding touch in perfect contrast to the warm glow he was inflicting on me with the spear of his tongue.
“I see that somebody has learned from personal experience. I was under the impression your experiences have been limited. If you’re not careful you are going to make it rain all over your face.” I was giving him fair warning, but I didn’t think he was going to take it.
His bold thumbs had opened me up and he was purposely darting his tongue in and out of me. I felt the tip make a grazing contact with my clit. I yelped with my body responding. He changed positions until he was looking up at me. I straightened and grabbed the handicap rail.
The place must’ve been owned by an older man before he moved in and he never replaced it. It was a good thing he didn’t or I would’ve been sprawled on the tiles at an awkward angle.
“You taste as sweet as wine.” He knew how to flatter, but also how to flutter his tongue like a butterfly flapping its wings.
My right hand slapped heavily against the glass recording my handprint for posterity. My inner thighs were quivering and I could feel the freight train of my orgasm arriving on time.
With ravenous determination, he continued undeterred until I was leaving a different kind of milk mustache on his face. It was a long time coming and I missed the feeling of being overwhelmed by an orgasmic experience.
The headache I had was remarkably dulled by the scream emanating from my mouth. I let loose with a long string of obscenities with declarations to god. He was relentless in his approach and had no problem stripping away my defense.
I should’ve known what he had just done was only the beginning. I could feel my temples throbbing, but that wasn’t the only thing I felt throbbing. He was behind me administering soft kisses to the back of my neck to send this intense chill down my spine.
“You can feel how hard I am for you. I don’t want this to be a byproduct of drinking. I don’t know how I have this kind of willpower, but I’m going to wait to make it special.” I could feel the sizable mushroom shape pressed up against the lips waiting for him to strike out with a fiery vengeance.
“Are you sure that you have any right to make that decision for me?” I could’ve easily driven my body backward to inhale the length to the balls.
“We have to let cooler heads prevail.” With a deep sigh of regret, he stepped out of the shower standing in disbelief. The respect he had shown was something no other man would’ve been able to do.
“I have to give you a round of applause for being able to do the right thing. That’s not to say I don’t want to do what all the teenagers are doing. I will have you walking funny after I’m done with you. I admire the restraint.” I wanted the walls to start shaking and for him to drive me into a state of sexual delirium.
“You are one of a kind. I plan to make a meal out of you. The earth is going to quake underneath you. We know how to touch each other in the right way. I’m going to knock you out with the kind of pleasure a woman can only dream about. Get dresse
d and we jump out of a plane in less than an hour.” It wasn’t the same adrenaline rush I was looking for, but it was going to have to do until I could make my mark on his physically appealing body.
“I would suggest you leave this bathroom before I jump you like an animal inside a cage. You have no idea what standing there naked is doing to me.” He was using his eyes and I followed his gaze to where the apex of my thighs was open for his visual inspection.
“I can see that. Meet me in the kitchen. I’m going to put all of this excess energy to work in a different way. I like to cook with all of my senses. It’s very hard to leave in my current condition.” I could only hope he wasn’t going to do anything to manually get one out of the chamber. It would’ve been a waste and something I would have gladly done for him given the chance.
“I would love to see what you have in mind to replace what would have steamed up the windows in here. I don’t think anything you can do you in the kitchen is going to come close to the smile I was going to put on your face. I could be convinced by sitting on the counter while you gave me the fucking I deserve.” I was using my words to convey the sexual heat surrounding us.
“I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work. I hate to say this, but I need your brother’s blessing. It’s the only way that I can do this without feeling like I am betraying his trust. He’s going to be joining us on the plane. I want to take the time to tell him how I feel about you.” That was a conversation I wasn’t looking forward to.
“I hope for your sake you know what you’re doing. You better learn to duck.” My brother was an accomplished boxer and had the ability to knock down men twice his size.
Jujitsu was a martial art he had mastered to take down any opponent by using their own weight against them. I didn’t want things to turn ugly. There was no way to know what his reaction was going to be. I feared for the worse.
