Romance: My First Time With The Tycoon

by Ally Nelson

  “You seriously want to try anal with me?”

  “Yes,” she rolled her eyes and giggled. “How many times do I have to say yes? I mean, obviously consent is important, but I’ve given it like a million times now so…”

  “Alright, alright,” he chuckled and tickled her ribs a little. “When?”

  “Like, right now.”

  “Seriously?”

  “Yes, seriously…now come on, your room.” She grinned and jumped up off his lap, taking hold of her hand in his and trying to drag him to his feet. He didn’t need much encouragement. He giggled and stood up, wrapping his arms around her and literally sweeping her off her feet, picking her up in his two large, strong arms and carrying her through to the bedroom as she squealed and laughed.

  “Three…two….one…” He counted down, swinging his arms back and forth before hurling her onto the bed. She giggled and flopped down onto it, then wriggled up to make room for him and patted the space next to her as he scrambled on, leaning down to kiss her frantically and already beginning to pull at her clothes.

  She reached down and tugged down his pajama bottoms, relieved that he had a day off that day and hadn’t bothered to get dressed properly – easier for him to get undressed. As she pulled them down, her hand briefly brushed across his cock, and she couldn’t help but notice he was already half hard, obviously turned on at the idea of what they were about to do.

  As their lips moved against one another’s, Brett kicked his heels to rid himself of the bottoms, his hands working on Lindsey’s shirt buttons and quickly undoing them, pushing both halves back and off her shoulders. He broke the kiss and she swiftly sat up to take the shirt off altogether, then reached her hands behind her back and undid her bra, no longer embarrassed or cautious about getting naked in front of Brett. He had seen everything now and he liked it. That was all that mattered.

  Within a minute or less they were both completely naked and making out on the bed, Brett still on top of her. He ran his hands gently up and down her body, pausing to work his fingers on her left breast, rolling her nipple in between his finger and thumb teasingly, working it up into an erect point, almost sore from the over attention. In turn, she squeezed his ass and let him know she wanted him, their tongues slowly massaging one another’s and taking their time, not hurrying this.

  Soon though, Lindsey began to get impatient. She was already wet and eager. She broke the kiss and grazed her lips along Brett’s neck, pausing near his earlobe and nibbling it gently between her teeth. “Let’s do it,” she whispered.

  He nodded silently and did a little half press up to push himself up off of her. He reached over for the bedside table and opened up the top drawer.

  Chapter Eleven

  As Brett leaned over to open up the drawer, Lindsey bunched up her legs and pulled her ankles in towards her butt to expose herself, then reached her hand down and began to rub her fingers back and forth slowly over her clit and warm, wetness, getting herself even more damp than she was previously. He glanced down at where her hand was and let out a quiet, needy moan, the sight of it obviously going straight to his groin. Lindsey was already extremely turned on and raring to go. She kept her legs spread well apart, ready and waiting.

  Brett took out a bottle of spray on lubrication from the drawer and a single condom. He tossed the condom to one side for now and concentrated on the lube, spraying a liberal amount onto the fingers of his left hand.

  Lindsey looked up at him, her body trembling ever so slightly and feeling rather completely at his mercy as this tall, large man slowly mounted atop her and began to take control; with his right hand roaming all over Lindsey’ tummy and chest, seemingly wanting to touch every part of her.

  Lindsey shuddered, then gasped quietly and closed her eyes, finding that the sensations of the touches were actually helping to relax her a little, and helping her forget about her nervousness of what was to come. She probably wouldn’t feel nervous about ‘normal’ sex anymore, even after her single experience with him she was feeling more confident about everything, but this was a whole different ballgame. She’d always wanted to try it though, and she’d heard so many things about it from different people. She was worried about it hurting, but she tried not to let it bother her. She wanted this.

  Soon, the greased up fingers of Brett’s left hand slipped down to between the cheeks of Lindsey’s ass and she felt a sudden rush of excitement, her stomach swelling up and her heart pounding, her whole body alive and tingling.

  It was only when Brett finally pushed the finger in did he look up at Lindsey, but by that point, Lindsey's eyes had rolled into the back of her head and her stomach was arching upwards off the bed, her mouth emitting a sort of half moan, half grunt.

  It felt painful and yet oddly pleasurable at the same time, and she immediately wanted more. She dropped her hips back down onto the bed and tried to make her body relax, aware that her muscles had tensed up the moment Brett's finger had gone inside. She took a few deep, calming breaths.

  “That’s good,” Brett whispered. “That’s right. You need to relax. Just chill. You’re doing really well.”

  “Mm…”

  “Probably feels kind of weird, right?”

  She nodded.

  She closed her eyes, a little smile on her face as Brett began to waggle and twist the finger around. It was an uncomfortable and odd sensation, but Lindsey was taking all the pleasure from it that she could; just enjoying the fact that Brett's finger was apparently so long and could reach into all sorts of places.

  "That's good," he told her, wanting to encourage her as he began thrusting his finger in and out now, speeding up a little.

  Lindsey gasped and raised her hips up slightly off the bed to meet it, her toes curling and her body eager.

  "Mmm...ahh..." She was just beginning to relax and get used to it when she gave a sudden sharp intake of breath as a second finger was pushed in alongside the original. It felt so much bigger already, so much more of a stretch. It was uncomfortable at first, and even a little bit painful, but she closed her eyes and let out the breath she'd been holding, slowly and shakily.

  She reached up one hand and wrapped it around the back of Brett’s neck to drag him down towards her, half sitting up to meet him in the middle for a messy kiss, crashing their lips together urgently and desperately. It was starting to feel pretty nice down there now, and she was practically throbbing and aching to be touched in other places too. She needed more than just his fingers at that point and, to be honest, if this was how good it felt with only a couple of fingers, she could only imagine how she would feel once Brett’s cock was inside her. She was practically drooling at the thought, her legs already trembling slightly where they rested, still spread out wide.

  “Please,” she managed to gasp, breaking off from their frantic kissing to get some air as he started to scissor his fingers and stretch her even wider, making sure she was ready for him. “Please, I need you.”

  “Be patient,” he chuckled. “I want to make sure you’re nice and relaxed.”

  “I am nice and relaxed,” she snapped, then giggled slightly, aware that her response probably made her sound anything but relaxed, then she fell still and silent again as Brett forced inside his third finger.

  This time, she could really feel the stretch and, once more, it was a little uncomfortable. She decided to concentrate mostly on relaxing herself, closing her eyes and slowing down her breathing.

  "You're...pretty good at this...." Lindsey let out a shakey sigh, her legs trembling again in anticipation of further pleasure.

  Brett smirked. “I’ve had a little more experience than you…I should hope I would be.” He pulled out his fingers very carefully. “I think you’re ready.”

  Lindsey silently shuddered, then looked up at Brett in expectation, spreading her legs even further. Her hole now, felt fully stretched and wide open, twitching and gaping, a hundred per cent ready for her partner to enter. In fact, it felt empty and strange with
out anything in there.

  “I’m definitely ready,” she nodded, reaching up and placing her hands loosely around Brett’s hips, watching as he picked up the condom that he’d put down on the bed next to them earlier and ripped open the packet.

  He slowly rolled it onto himself then got into position, his hands either side of her head and hovering down over her. She raised her ass higher in the air so she could get to it. He smiled and ran one hand over her breasts, teasingly, lovingly.

  “Please,” she murmured, desperate for him now.

  Lindsey's heart fluttered in her chest, then began beating ten to the dozen, thumping out loudly and slightly nervously as she gazed up into Brett's eyes, more excited than apprehensive.

  He grinned and leant down to kiss her. As he did so, she felt the slight nudge of Brett’s cock against her already gaping entrance. She gave a small gasp, followed by an extremely loud one and a large intake of breath as that cock was driven forwards and pushed inside her, stretching the already stretched muscles even further to accommodate the extra girth.

  Her toes curled at the sheets on the mattress and her legs naturally spread wider as if trying to fit more of him in. "Oh gosh..." Her arms reached up and grasped at Brett's shoulders, gripping him and digging in a little, holding on tight. "Ohhh...”

  Lindsey continued to give little tiny shudders and quiet gasps as Brett pushed in even deeper, until he was in all the way and could go no further.

  She was trying her best to keep her moans to herself, seeing as Brett was being relatively silent, but they were still sneaking out, breaking out of her uncontrollably, her body shaking at the sensations that were already rippling through it and her eyes rolling around in their sockets, overwhelmed by the new experience.

  As Brett dived in to kiss her, Lindsey eagerly leaned up to return the passion, the death like grip on Brett's shoulders starting to relax as she melted into the sensual smog they were sharing, her hands now simply exploring up and down Brett's back instead, enjoying the touch of his skin. She raised her feet up off the mattress and hooked them around Brett's ass, keeping him there, keeping him deep inside her as he started to slowly rock back and forth.

  "Mmmm...." Brett moaned gently into the kiss then began to pick up the pace.

  "Ahhh!" Lindsey gasped and opened her eyes, even though they were still kissing.

  Brett reached one hand down and placed it over her warmth, his thumb flicking back and forth over her clit to pleasure her as two fingers slid inside and slowly moved in and out in time to the thrusts from his hips in her ass.

  Lindsey broke off from their kiss for a breath, her mouth contorted open with sudden pleasure. Each increasingly powerful thrust from Brett's hips was sending her into a deeper oblivion of overwhelming sensations.

  It wasn't speed as such, because there was nothing frantic or rushed about their love making; it was simply power and force...it was good and hard and her entire body was being rocked and pushed around, the top of her head even occasionally banging into the bed stand behind them, although she didn’t particularly care or notice. It was all she could do to cling loosely onto Brett's back and keep her eyes half open as they lolled around in their sockets.

  Brett let out a growl and pushed even harder, seemingly encouraged by Lindsey’ reaction and at that point, Lindsey very nearly lost control, the sensation of his thumb over her clit combined with the thrusts almost sending her over the edge. A stream of squeaking squealing noises fell out of her lips without any warning and without her having made any actual conscious decisions to release such sounds.

  "Ah!...ah!...ah!...ah!..." They were a sort of gasping yelps, occurring every single time Brett thrust his hips into her. "Ah!...ah!..." Her whole body shook and shuddered, her head spinning and dizzy. Her vision blurred and her thoughts fuzzed out, until all she could do was lie there and show her appreciation through her noises.

  The pleasure was already near overwhelming, so it didn't take very long at all to begin to spiral out of control. Her hands reached around and scratched lightly at Brett's back, digging in with her heels at the same time and urging him onwards.

  The short, sharp yelping sounds turned into breathless gasps for air and heady moans she wasn't even aware she was making, her mind and body in a complete mess as Brett pounded into her and took them both over the edge. When it finally came, her hips bucked upwards and her neck arched back a little, her mouth falling open in a choked scream, most of the volume from it disappearing due to the fact that she was so out of breath from the entire experience anyway. It was an intense orgasm, which she felt was caused by the three sensations combined – Brett’s thumb on her clit, his fingers inside her, and his cock in her ass. She bucked upwards and squealed in pleasure, her eyes wide but unseeing. Almost immediately after, he came too, grunting and mumbling her name under his breath as he released and filled up the condom before collapsing forward on top of her for a moment, panting heavily.

  In the post-orgasmic haze that followed, Lindsey was aware of a little pain and discomfort as Brett pulled back and out of her, but that was soon over and immediately replaced by warmth as he settled down on the bed beside her and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her into a hug against his sweaty chest. Feeling happily drained of all her energy, she slowly cuddled up to him and kissed his shoulder with a quiet sigh.

  “How was that?” He whispered. “Another first time for you…”

  “Unbelievable,” she murmured, barely able to speak. “Much better than I was expecting.”

  He laughed softly. “What were you expecting exactly? You didn’t think I was going to hurt you, did I?”

  “I…don’t know. Well, no…but…I’ve spoken to a couple of people who really didn’t like it, said it was uncomfortable or whatever.”

  “But you wanted to try it for yourself?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Glad you did?”

  “Definitely. And glad it was with you. Sexpert.”

  “What?” He chuckled.

  “Sexpert. A sex expert.”

  “Oh, I am, am I?” He cuddled her tightly.

  “Well, I think so. To me you are.”

  “And to me you’re the most beautiful girl in the world,” he whispered, pulling back a little to look into her eyes.

  “Are you serious?” She blushed and snorted, trying to make it into a joke, although she was in fact completely touched by the compliment.

  “Completely serious,” he answered with a nod, then reached out to brush some of her hair back off her face. “I love you, Lindsey.”

  For a moment, she was lost for words, her heart fluttering madly in her chest and her stomach doing somersaults. She even thought there was a chance she might cry, but she managed to contain it, swallowing down her emotion and nodding. “I love you too, Brett,” she whispered back.

  He leaned in and touched their lips together in a gentle kiss, before wrapping his arm around her again and hugging her with a quiet sigh. “No matter what happens, we’ll get through this together,” he promised her.

  “I know,” she murmured. “I believe you. And I trust you. We’ll make this work.”

  The remainder of that day was pure bliss for Lindsey. They spent another hour in bed, just relaxing in each other’s arms, then the rest of the afternoon tangled up on the couch together watching movies, listening to music, eating pizza and talking, getting to know one another even better. She put all thoughts of her parents out of her mind for the time being, and was able to switch off and relax, safe in the knowledge that she had found the man she wanted to be with, and they were going to take care of one another, no matter what.

  A Quickie with My Sizeable Neighbor

  By: Haley Brooks

  A Quickie with My Sizeable Neighbor

  © Haley Brooks, 2016 – All rights reserved

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  Chapter One

  “Happy Birthday, Ashley! See you tonight at the Boulevard?”

  “Wouldn’t miss it for the world!” Ashley Kilpatrick smiled and waved to her classmates as she made her way out to the California State Los Angeles parking lot. To say she felt excited about tonight would be a massive understatement. Her friends had made reservations at the popular Sunset Boulevard dance club almost a year ago for her birthday party. Ashley had put in a request last month to have the night off from her waitressing job at Tailler, a five-star French restaurant in Beverly Hills. The owner and operator, Marc DuBois – a world famous chef with three Michelin stars to his name – had granted the time off, personally. Last night, he had kissed her on the cheek as he handed her a card containing five crisp one hundred dollar bills and told her to have a great time.

  She had just dropped in behind the wheel of her white Prius when her phone went off. The University of Michigan fight song ringtone made her smile. Quickly digging the device out of her purse, she swiped her thumb across the screen and hit the speaker symbol. “Hi, Mom!”