Complete Erotica Anthology: Plugged, Stretched, and Filled (Erotica Variety Pack - BDSM, Spanking, Well Hung... Book 2)

by Lily Love

  Crystals jaw dropped. She couldn't believe he would do something like that. He didn't even know her. "What the hell did you do that for? I mean thank you, but why?" Crystal thought he had to be pulling her leg.

  "Well, besides the fact that you are beautiful, I can see that you work hard and juggle school. When you told me what you ex did to you, I was appalled. Just consider it a gift from a stranger. However, I want you to do something for me now."

  "You mean like a hooker?" Crystal was starting to feel disrespected by his so-called proposition, and the irritation came through in her voice.

  "No, not like a hooker. Like a date. Will you go out with me tonight?" Timothy shook his head that she would think that he was treating her like a hooker. He even felt like an ass for presenting it in a way to give her the assumption in the first place. "I am sorry if I said it wrong. You don't have to go out with me, but I would really like to take you out on a date. I'm not expecting sex or anything like that; I just want to get to know you better."

  "Well, I suppose I could go with you. When?"

  "Tonight? I am going to need to change and get ready."

  "Don't worry about that. I want you to come with me just as you are. We're not going anywhere fancy, just to a family restaurant to talk, get to know one another better."

  "Are you sure? I mean I will just be getting off work." Crystal looked at her reflection in the window, and she really didn't want to go out with this rich guy looking a mess.

  "Yes, I am sure. I will be there at 6:30 to pick up my shirt and to pick you up. I already called your boss, and you can close the shop at 6:30."

  "You did what? Really?" Crystal was astonished. She couldn't believe a handsome man like Timothy would go through so much trouble and effort just to take her out on a date. Not even a date really, but a get together. She was very flattered and so nervous.

  "Then it's settled then. I will be there at 6:30 to get you. Don't worry, we'll have fun. Bye now." Timothy ended the phone call on his cell phone.

  Chapter Four

  Timothy was excited. He had made all the arrangements to take Crystal out. He felt something Crystal, and he didn't know why, but he liked the feeling and more than that, he trusted the feeling that she was just right for him. During his meeting with the District Representatives, all he could think about was Crystal's eyes and her lips. He imagined how their conversation would go. He didn't know what he would say to a lower class girl like her. He didn't want to come off too strong to make her think that he just wanted to sleep with her, although he really did want to sleep with her eventually. However, he wanted to get to know her; her likes and dislikes, what she did for fun and what her favorite color was. He wanted to know her passions and her dreams. He just wanted to know everything about her. When he looked at his watch, it was already 5 pm. He quickly took the elevator to the lower parking level and got into his car.

  Crystal was excited about Timothy wanting to take her out. She hoped he didn't look at her as a charity case, and she really hoped that he picked her up in that Bugatti Veyron. She couldn't believe she was actually going to get a chance to ride in one. She hurried up and got all the dry cleaning done for the day and took especially careful attention to Timothy's silk suit. "No wrinkles." She thought to herself. Then she heard the bell to the front door chime. When she went to the front desk there standing before her was Timothy. He looked amazing. He wasn't wearing the suit he had on earlier that morning. Instead, he had on a pair of nice jeans and a dark blue dress shirt. He looked amazing, sexy, and she couldn't take her eyes off of him. "You're early." She said as she looked at the clock, "it's only 5:45".

  "I hope you don't mind, but I thought we could talk here for a while until it's time to go."

  "Well your shirt is ready, let me go get it."

  "Can I come with you back there? I have never seen behind the scenes at a dry cleaner." Timothy was sincere in his question, as he was slightly curious as to how the entire process went.

  "Well, I don't see why not, follow me," Crystal said as she turned and headed for the back room.

  Timothy watched Crystals butt as she walked ahead of him. She had a switch in her walk, more like a sway in her hips and it turned him on. "So this is the guts of the place huh?" Timothy looked around at all the plastic bags hanging from the metal line and the machines lined up against the right side wall.

  "Yup, there really isn't much to it. Let me get your shirt. She reached up to get the plastic wrapped shirt off the line and was straining on her tip-toes."

  "Here, let me get that for you." Timothy walked up behind her and grabbed for the shirt, "This one?" he asked as his crotch pressed up against Crystal's rear.

  Crystal put her hands down and said "Yup, that one." She felt his crotch bump up against her butt, and she liked how it felt. She could tell that he was huge. The bulge in his pants felt thick like a mound of firm softness. It kind of turned her on, and Timothy lingered there for a moment, so Crystal reared up against it. "What are you doing girl?" She thought to herself.

  Timothy felt Crystal's reaction to him pressing against her butt, and he could tell she liked it as she pressed back into him. He left the hanger on the line, and he slowly brought his hands down and put them around her waist. "You are so beautiful. Turn around." He spoke softly into her ear.

  When Crystal turned around to face Timothy she was surprised at the softness and sincerity in his expression. He looked at her in her eyes, as if he was trying to speak to her soul with them. He lightly put his fingertips onto her cheek and said, "You're like an angle. Your skin is so soft, and your eyes hold a light in them that I have never seen before. How could any man screw things up with you?" Timothy leaned closer into her and his lips parted ever so slightly.

  Crystal couldn't believe what he had just said. "Nobody has ever said anything like that to me before." She was telling the truth and his words made her weak in the knees like a wet spaghetti noodle, she wanted to collapse right there into his arms. "Why are you telling me all this Timothy? You don't even know me. I bet you say this to all the girls in your life."

  Timothy stepped back and looked deeply into her eyes, searching for something, anything, but he was speechless until he finally said, "I have never spoken this way to a woman. To be honest, I have never felt these strong of feelings and attraction for anyone. I look into your eyes, and I feel like I have known you forever. To be honest, it scares me. You are so beautiful." Thomas leaned in and kissed Crystal softly on her cheek, slowly kissing her over and over until he placed his lips on hers. Crystal let a gasp escape from her throat as she began to feel weak. Her mouth parted ever so slightly, and Timothy kissed her deeply. His tongue slowly entered her warm mouth until it found her tongue. Their tongues danced a slow dance of passion and Crystal was growing weak in her knees. She couldn't believe the intense sparks flying between them at that moment, and she knew right away Timothy was different than any many she had ever been with. Crystal placed her hands on either of Timothy's arms and ran them up the course of his strong and muscular arms. The feeling of his strength through his silk suit was making her wet in all the right places, and she had the sudden urge of wanting him. She slowly started to unbutton his silk shirt when Timothy stopped her and turned his head to one side. "Are you sure you want this Crystal? This isn't why I gave you the money."

  Breathlessly she said, "Yes, I want you. I want you right here. Right now. Don't you want me too?"

  Timothy quickly leaned into her as he ripped his silk shirt open. The buttons went flying in every direction as Crystal lifted her shirt from over her head. "Are you crazy? Of course, I want you." Timothy said as he reached around and unhooked her pink bra and let it fall off her arms and onto the floor. Crystal's breasts were full and soft. Her nipples were erect, and she reached down and unzipped his zipper. Timothy slid her jeans down and off her legs. He slowly started to kiss her legs working his way up and past her knee. He kissed her panties and then pulled on them with his teeth in a teasing m
anner. Crystal could feel herself start to throb, and she wanted to feel him inside of her. Crystal reached down and slid her panties off as Timothy continued to kiss and suck on her mound. She gasped, "Don't stop." Timothy stood up and picked her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the dry cleaning machine and placed her on top of it as he set her down. He pushed her legs apart and slowly started to lick her. He softly dipped his tongue inside of her and let the tip of his tongue barely touch her clit. Over and over he licked her pussy lips up and down, letting her clit get erect from pleasure. He spread her lips open with two fingers and slowly began to lick her pussy. He moved his tongue in a circular motion, slower and slower with every lick. Then he slid his firm tongue inside of her until he could feel her muscles tighten around his tongue.

  Crystal never imagined a man could make her feel this good. The way Timothy was teasing and licking her was making her throb, and she could feel her heart beat between her legs. She craved him from deep within herself, but she didn't want him to stop licking her. It felt so good that she arched her back and tilted her head, lifting her legs slightly off the machine. Nobody had ever given her so much pleasure with their mouth and tongue, and she was in a haze of pleasure. Timothy stood up and pulled Crystal closer to him until his hard erection was touching her clit. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled himself close to her and let his thickness slowly enter her until she was completely filled with him. He didn't pull out or even move. Timothy let his thickness stay there, pulsating with her clenching muscles letting the pleasure and intensity rise between them. "I can't take it anymore, please give it to me." Crystal panted as she gripped his back. Timothy slowly moved himself in and out of her, picking up speed with each deep thrust inside of her wet mound. "You're going to make me explode girl," Thomas said as he thrust harder inside of her.

  "Cum with me, ah, ah, I'm going to cum." Crystal let out a soft and long moan as her body and legs started to quiver. The feeling of Crystal's muscles contracting in orgasm brought him over the edge of pleasure, and he exploded his juices deep inside of her as his legs shook. He rested his head on her chest as he kissed her breasts while catching his breath.

  Chapter Five

  Timothy and Crystal rested there, looking at one another with awe on their flushed faces. Just then they heard a chiming noise from the front room. Crystal looked at Timothy, "Oh shit, someone's here."

  "Hurry up and get dressed, I'll stay back here while you tell them your closed."

  "Okay, I'll be right back." She said as she quickly pulled up her pants and tossed on her shirt, not even bothering to put her bra back on. "Just a sec, I'll be right there," Crystal said loudly towards the front room. She looked back at Timothy and noticed he was laughing at her as he got his pants back on. "I'm going to need my dry cleaning. I think this shirt is trashed, I don't even know where the buttons went."

  "Keep it down, and your shirts right there hanging up. Put that one on." She smiled as she walked through the door to attend to the customer.

  As Crystal left to deal with whoever just interrupted them at such a bad time, Timothy couldn't help but think how completely amazing Crystal was. She was everything he never thought a woman could be. She was funny and beautiful. She didn't care about his money or his fancy car and more than that; the sex was completely amazing. He could tell that her body reacted to him in a way none of the other gold diggers he had slept with in the past had. If he didn't know any better, Timothy was starting to have some sort of emotional feelings for Crystal, and he had just met her not even 10 hours ago. Crystal was unlike any woman he had ever met or seen, and he didn't want to let her go. He didn't want to drop her off on Michigan Avenue, although he would take there to buy her whatever she might want. He felt compelled to do anything and everything for her, and he didn't care about anything else but her at that moment. He took his silk shirt out of the dry cleaning plastic wrap and put it on. Then he leaned up against the machine to wait for Crystal to return as he licked his lips to taste what was left of Crystal's sweet juices. Timothy thought she tasted delicious. Unlike any woman, he had ever tasted before, and he knew it was because of how he felt about her.

  Crystal walked through the door and said, "Well that was close huh?"

  "Who cares? That was the best moment of my life, and if the entire building had fell I wouldn't have noticed. I need to tell you something Crystal, and I know this is going to sound like a line, but you need to know that it isn't. I don't tell the truth to women; I just don't. Something about you makes me want to be a better person, and I don't ever want to lose that feeling."

  "What did I do? Was I not good or something?" Crystal's eyes started to get moist.

  "No. Not at all." He walked towards her and took her by her hands. "Crystal, before today, before this morning, I only thought of women as something to satisfy my physical needs."

  Crystals head tilted to the right and Timothy said, "But after coming here, after meeting you and kissing you and the feeling of being inside of you, you are so much more than that. I don't want to leave. I don't want to be away from you. I feel like I have known you my entire life or something. And no, I haven't been drinking. This isn't easy for me to say out loud, so you have to know I am telling you the truth when I say this next part. Will you be with me? Will give me a chance to prove to you that I am serious about you and that I want to be with you? I promise I will never hurt you. I will never lie to you or hold you back from anything you want to do with your life. I will never look down on you or make you feel less-than because, to be honest, you are more than anything I could have ever dreamed of." Timothy's eyes started to tear up, and his nose started to sting. He didn't even try to hold it back either.

  Timothy, you barely know me. How can you expect me to believe this isn't just an act? I mean, I feel a spark and a connection with you too, but maybe it's just because you are unlike any man I have ever been with. I mean, you just paid my entire tuition for school, and that could be a reason why I feel so connected or crazy for you. I don't want you to think I am using you for anything." Crystal started to cry, and she looked down towards the cement floor.

  Timothy lifted her head tenderly by her chin, so she was looking directly at him with those amazing blue and sad eyes, "But you don't have to worry about that baby. You couldn't use me because I would give you anything your heart could possibly want. You don't even have to ask. I want to be with you. Please, just give me a chance to try and prove that to you. We can take it slow."

  Crystal laughed, "If this is your idea of slow I don't want to know what your idea of fast looks like."

  Timothy laughed, "That's my girl. Everything will be perfect, I promise. Now close the damn store, so we can get something to eat, I'm famished." Timothy kissed Crystal deeply and with a passion that he didn't even know existed inside of him and slapped her on her butt as she turned to lock up the front door.

  Timothy waited outside by his car while Crystal locked up the front door. When she turned around and started to walk towards the car she was surprised when Timothy tossed her the keys, "Ever drove before?"

  "Oh my god, not a Bugatti, but sure I drive. Are you going to let me drive your car? Really?" Crystal skipped to the driver's side door with keys in hand and said, "I can't believe this is really happening." When they got inside Crystal turned to Timothy and said, "I really don't feel comfortable going to a restaurant right now, I mean look at me. I am a mess and have been working all day."

  "Well then, I have a better idea. I bet you didn't know I'm a great cook."

  "You cook!" Crystal shockingly said.

  "Well yeah, how's mac and cheese with brats sound?" Timothy smiled.

  "Sounds perfect to me."

  "Then it's settled then, were going to my house."

  "Your house?"

  "Yeah, turn left on Lakeshore drive and I'll give you directions from there, but be careful driving my baby," Timothy smirked.

  Chapter Six

  As Ti
mothy gave Crystal directions to his house, they talked about things like their favorite colors and favorite foods. He even told her about the time that he had fallen off his motorcycle when he was 19 while he was going only 15 miles an hour. They both had a good laugh about that and Timothy held her hand the entire way to his house. When they pulled into the parking lot of his apartment complex Timothy got out of the car and ran to the driver's side to open the door for her. That was something he had never done before for any of the one night stands he had with so many gold-diggers in the past. He felt really good doing it too. He knew Crystal was different, and he had fun with her with the simplest of conversations. He led her up the elevator and let her into his apartment. The entrance was huge, cathedral ceilings in the foyer and then a narrow hallway that opened up into an amazing living room that was divided by a half wall so you could see the kitchen. He had the best of everything. Stainless steel appliances and Italian marble tiled floors. His apartment was immaculate too. That surprised Crystal. All of her previous boyfriends were complete slobs. They would leave urine on the toilet seat, sometimes not even flushing the toilet after taking their morning bowl movement. However, just by the smell of the air in Timothy's apartment, Crystal could tell he was different. What she saw in him was exactly what she was getting. A rich, good looking, clean cut, and immaculate man. From his clothes to his hair, to his kisses, to his apartment, and then to his car, Timothy was a real stand-up guy in her eyes and she was really ready to give him the opportunity to prove that to her as she had decided to be with him and give him the chance to be with her.

  "So, let me go start boiling the water for the mac and cheese and brats," Timothy said.