Snowbound Bachelorette Party

by Veronica Tower

  She gasped for air.

  “Like that do you?” Ken muttered into her breast.

  His hand slid up her body and then back down beneath her panties, cresting over her swollen pussy to release some of the heat roaring inside her. His middle finger slipped enticingly between her lips, stirring more heat and a trickle of wetness.

  She groaned—a long drown out plea for Ken to keep exploring her body.

  He took his mouth off her tit and quickly twisted himself around on the bed so that his face hovered over her groin. Before Eve fully understood what he intended, his rough hands pushed her panties and hose down off of her hips, exposing her lower lips to the cool air of the hotel room and her lover’s hot breath. His thumbs gently pried her lips apart and his mouth came down on top of her, permitting him to taste at last the sweet juices trickling out of her passage.

  Eve bucked her hips up to meet him—a natural reflex totally outside of her conscious control. Her passion must have surprised Ken because his mouth pulled away for a moment before he burrowed down tight against her again, thrusting his tongue between her lips and wiggling it about inside her.

  Eve screamed—her arm circling around his leg to ground her against the heavenly sensation. Ken forced her thrashing body back onto the mattress and masterfully forced her thighs completely open. His mouth never left her pussy as he slurped at her juices. Eve just kept coming—harder, longer than she had in years. He wasn’t even directly touching her clit yet—just bumping it occasionally with his chin while he rode her writhing body through climax after climax.

  She wanted even more but couldn’t find the breath to tell him. She wanted him to fill her up—needed to grasp hold of his cock and guide him deep inside her.

  “Ken,” she muttered. “Oh, Ken.”

  He must have heard her, for if the words weren’t clear her intention clearly was. He pulled up above her and fumbled at his pants. Then he clambered over the mattress until he knelt on his bare knees between her legs. Her vision remained blurred from orgasm, but she could still make out the shape of his huge cock as he pressed it down between her thighs and rubbed it in her sweet juices.

  Even in the aftermath of her climaxes, Eve fought for what she wanted. She thrust her pussy against his rigid meat and succeeded in spearing herself on her lover’s granite penis.

  This time it was Ken’s turn to groan. He caught her right leg in one hand and thrust it high toward the ceiling. Then his hips began to pump and his steel rod pushed her straight into another climax.

  Sweat dripped down Ken’s brow as he plowed his dick in and out of Eve’s incredibly tight pussy. She felt like a virgin to him, although he knew that couldn’t be the case. Maybe the asshole she’d been living with had neglected her for so long her body had tightened up again. Whatever the reason, the way her pussy kept squeezing his cock was blowing his mind. He had to be careful. The last thing he wanted to do was explode prematurely.

  He bit his lip and kept thrusting.

  Beneath him Eve continued to writhe and shriek like he was Casanova or something. The way her body responded to his touch was an even bigger aphrodisiac than her incredible pussy. He felt totally, utterly masculine—a sex god making love to his personal Aphrodite.

  He pulled her other leg up in to the air beside her first, then pushed them both back so that her ankles moved in the general direction of her ears. His cock slid even deeper inside her, lubricated by her slick, luscious crème.

  He didn’t think he could hold on much longer and he wanted to play with her cute little tits again before he came. He let go of one of her legs and pinched her nipple. Eve reacted so strongly that Ken lost his grip on her other calf.

  Her legs snapped around his waist, locking him in tight against her even as he lost his balance and crashed down on top of her.

  Her arms encircled his back, pulling him tighter yet.

  His lips found hers and their tongues thrust in and out of each other’s mouths.

  He couldn’t fucking breathe but she felt so damn good he couldn’t stop driving his hard erection in and out of her. It was too much for him—her tight pussy, the vice of her legs, her arms locking them chest to breast, her tongue in his mouth.

  “Oh, oh, oh Eve!”

  His cock spurted excitedly as his hips continued to piston it in and out of Eve’s pussy. His mouth locked on her lower lip and sucked hard, even as he continued to ejaculate. He tried to roll off of her, but Eve wouldn’t let him go. The vice of her thighs grew tighter as her pussy rhythmically milked the semen right out of him until he collapsed in her arms, unable to hear his labored breathing over the beating of their two hearts.

  Chapter Eight

  Eve held Ken close while his pulse began to drop to more healthy levels, but she found she couldn’t relax herself. Every inch of her body tingled with desire. She couldn’t remember ever being this excited by a lover. Charlie had certainly never had this effect upon her. She simply couldn’t roll over and go to sleep now. She wanted to come some more with her new man deep inside of her.

  “Whew, you are—that was—no, really, you are so incredible,” Ken muttered. The words sounded strange, disjointed, like he was having a hard time forming coherent thoughts. “Give me…a few minutes…and I might be able to go again.”

  Eve didn’t want to wait a few minutes. She wanted him now, hard and thrusting. She hadn’t realized how very much she missed having a man as excited by her body as she was by his.

  With sudden determination, she rolled Ken over onto his back so that she could straddle him. “Think I’m going to let you wait that long?”

  Ken playfully protested. “Have mercy, Eve. I’m only human.”

  She bent down to kiss him but even before their lips met his hands cupped both of her breasts, squeezing them deliciously. It was such a small thing but it reinforced in her mind that he really did like her bosom. Now his thumbs went to work on both her nipples while their tongues meshed and her wet pussy ground against his limp dick. For the first time in years she felt utterly desirable—absolutely hot and sexy.

  She stopped kissing Ken and sat up in surprise. When had she stopped liking her body? Was this something Charlie had done to her or had it happened earlier?

  Ken half sat up beneath her, levering his torso up with his arms. “What’s wrong?”

  Eve felt a wickedly delicious smile take over her mouth. “Nothing! I just realized—you really do like my body don’t you?”

  A bark of laughter escaped Ken. “Like it? I absolutely love it? You do know how beautiful you are, don’t you?”

  She scooped up his hand and held it to her bosom. “I think I’d stopped believing that. Charlie—he’s my ex-boyfriend—was…” She let her voice trail off when she realized what she was doing—talking about another guy when she was literally sitting on top of this one. There was something really wrong with doing that and she was afraid it would drive Ken away from her.

  Instead he scooped her into his arms and pulled her closer. “He really hurt you, didn’t he?”

  “You don’t need to know,” Eve told him. She felt really stupid now. She’d broken the mood. How could she be so dumb?

  “No, I don’t need to know, but I’m happy to listen if you need to tell someone,” Ken told her.

  Eve wanted to stop but the words babbled out of her anyway. “I just feel so stupid. He was cheating on me with all these younger women and I’d been taking care of him and they were all so much prettier than me and—”

  “No, they weren’t!” Ken interrupted.

  “Yes, they—”

  “No!” Ken insisted.

  Eve tried to make him understand. “Yes, they had huge breasts with their—”

  Ken kissed her until she stopped trying to talk, his mouth urgent and demanding. She couldn’t help but kiss him back even as tears started to leak down her cheeks.

  He pulled back. “So let me get this straight. You’re old boyfriend—the one really poor taste and low IQ—used to step
out on you with girls with big artificial breasts who were probably too young to stand up for themselves, express their own opinions and actually demand a real relationship from him.”

  Ken’s summary mentally staggered Eve. “I, I…”

  Ken rolled her over onto her back. “It seems to me that this shit-for-brains would have been just as well off with a blow up doll. He obviously didn’t want a real woman in his life—one who could talk with him and really share in his life.”

  Rather than take Eve into his arms, he pinned her wrists against the mattress. “And as for your pert wonderful tits that he so obviously didn’t appreciate, maybe he just didn’t know that a woman’s supposed to be soft when you suck on her.”

  His head dipped so he could pull her whole breast into his mouth, letting it slowly pull free until only her nipple was still within his lips, stretched taut above her body.

  He let her go and repeated his actions on her other nipple, pulling it out away from her and then suddenly letting it spring free glistening with his saliva. “Believe me, you’ve got plenty of bosom here, Eve. More than enough to show the world just how feminine you truly are. More than enough to let me slide my cock through your cleavage when I fuck your mouth.”

  The idea astounded Eve. Charlie had tried to fuck her tits a couple of times and always quit in disgust saying she simply wasn’t big enough. “Do you mean it? Do you really think you could fuck them?”

  Ken’s eyes went wide. “You mean you really want me to? Hell, yes!” He started clambering up her body before he finished talking, clearly excited by the prospect. The only problem was his limp dick hanging down in front of him. “Of course, you may have to help me get ready. I did just come a few minutes ago.”

  Eve levered herself up so that her back arched from the place he was straddling her stomach. She couldn’t believe how excited she was. On the one hand, she knew it shouldn’t matter, but Ken was a lot bigger than Charlie was and if he could fuck her breasts then it was further evidence that Charlie was just a self-serving slob trying to manipulate her into getting the boob job he wanted for her.

  Ken scooped up his cock and rubbed the head against her nipples. To her delight, a drop of pearly precum oozed out of the tip to glisten on her puckered flesh. But she didn’t want to be passive. She wanted to make her new man hard again.

  She slipped her hand beneath his to take control of Ken’s cock. “Here, let me do that.”

  She pulled him into her mouth to lubricate him, circling the flaccid flesh with her thumb and first finger. Then she rubbed the glistening prick on her pert little nipples, helping them stand up even as the contact made Ken’s cock thicken and begin to grow hard.

  Ken stroked her cheek. “That’s the way, Eve. This won’t take long at all.”

  She smiled up at him, feeling like a sexy supermodel. Then she took him back in her mouth and pumped him with her hand while she sucked some more life into his penis. Ken couldn’t seem able to keep his hands off her tits. They drifted southward and made sure her nipples knew that he appreciated what they were about to do. In no time at all he was long and hard inside her mouth and ready for a little extra action.

  He cupped her breasts together but much to her disappointment, he didn’t really capture his cock between them. She frowned, but Ken didn’t seem to be worried.

  “Lie back for me, Eve,” he told her.

  She did as he asked and Ken slid down her body so he could lick and suck and generally lubricate the soft flesh of her inner breasts. Then he climbed up her body again, pressed her breasts together and slid his big dick right between them.

  It didn’t precisely feel good, but it didn’t hurt either.

  Ken groaned, then offered her a little direction. “You need to catch me in your mouth, Eve. Let me spear you each time I pop through.”

  Eve eagerly did as he asked. Charlie would already be complaining by this point, but Ken didn’t seem the slightest bit unhappy. He drew his cock back between the sheath formed by her two breasts and thrust it slowly forward again.

  She nipped at him with her lips and managed to get a smear of precum on her tongue.

  The second time she did better, catching his rhythm and actually capturing his dick momentarily in her mouth.

  Ken groaned—a pretty good sign that she was doing things right.

  He thrust harder, pressing her breasts a bit more painfully together, but she didn’t complain because she’d asked him to do this.

  “Does this feel good?” he asked her.

  Eve hadn’t actually thought it was supposed to feel good. She just wanted to do it because she’d been told she wasn’t woman enough to satisfy a man like this. When she didn’t answer, Ken shifted his grip with his hands so that his thumbs rode her nipples and played with them while he fucked her. “How’s this?”

  She gasped rather than answer him.

  Above her, Ken smiled. “How any man could be unhappy with nipples as sensitive as this I will never understand.”

  He speared her again, thrusting his long cock up the length of her cleavage and into her straining mouth. Sweat dripped off his brow and onto her neck as he pulled back to thrust again. “You can…use your hands too…you know…on your pussy…if you want to,” Ken grunted.

  His concern for her pleasure surprised her. But she didn’t need two hands to finger herself. So she reached awkwardly around Ken’s leg and tickled his balls from behind.

  He groaned low and deep. “That’s not…going to make you…come.”

  He was right about that. With her left hand Eve began to play with herself, her skilled fingers easily lifting her ultra-sensitive body toward the heavens. With her right she gave off trying to touch his balls and moved instead for Ken’s ass, scratching his rectum with her sharp fingernail.

  “Wait a minute,” he panted. “I don’t know…if I like that.” His concerns, however real, did not cause him to miss a single stroke of his cock between her breasts.

  Eve decided he might just be protesting too much. She pressed harder with her finger and penetrated his butt hole.

  He thrust his cock much harder at her mouth.

  “I don’t—”

  “Hush!” she told him. Either her own fingers were finding the perfect rhythm down below or playing with the anal taboo was really exciting Eve, because suddenly her blood was racing and she was having as much trouble breathing as Ken seemed to be.

  She started to massage him inside his ass even as she pressed much harder on her own clitoris.

  Eve, really, I don’t—”

  Eve thrust her finger deep inside Ken just as he thrust his cock back through her tits and into her mouth. She could feel his dick spasm and hot excitement shoot out of it. He was already pulling back so the pearly white liquid spurted onto her lips, across her neck and into the sparse cleavage of her breasts.

  He thrust forward again, his passage made easier by the lubrication of his own semen. His cock kept spitting into her, the salty taste smearing upon her tongue. Then her fingers found the magic combination on her clitoris and Eve started coming too.

  Eve lay against Ken’s chest panting, luxuriating in the feel of his strong arms, the soft scent of sex and sweat filling her nostrils.

  “So is this what you write about?” he asked her.

  She snuggled closer against him. “This is better. You’re real, you know.”

  His arms tightened around her. “So your hero and heroine have sex, and then what? Happily ever after?”

  Eve thought about that for a moment. A shadow of sorrow fell across her heart. “More like happy for now,” she admitted, and then because she wasn’t sure that Ken understood about romances she explained what she meant. “I have to go back home after the wedding and long distance romances are very hard to maintain.”

  Ken rolled her over on her back so he could look down on her face as they talked. His fingers began to casually toy with her nipple. “I’ve been thinking about that, Eve. You’re an accountant, right? Ford M
otor Company employs hundreds of them and I know a couple of managers in the Accounting Department.”

  Eve rolled up on her side facing him. “What are you saying?”

  He touched her chin. “I’m saying I can probably swing you a couple of good interviews if you’re willing to move up here. There’s no reason this can’t be the beginning of a happily ever after.”

  He leaned in to kiss her again before she could respond.

  The End

  Other Books by Veronica Tower and Red Rose Publishing

  Blind Date

  Christmas Wagers

  Daydreams

  Daydreams 2 Afternoon Delight

  Daydreams 3 Sweet Dreams

  Daydreams 4 Night Music

  Healing

  House Rules

  My Son’s Roommate

  Not Another Dateless Valentine’s Day

  One Night Stand

  One Night Stand 2 Tricky Business

  One Night Stand Snowed In

  Please Stop Filming

  Rock Idol

  The Runaway

  Strip Poker

  Tricks

  The Snowbound Series

  Snowbound 1 Snowbound Christmas

  Snowbound 2 Snowbound New Year

  Snowbound 3 Snowbound Valentine’s Day

  Snowbound 4 Snowbound Vacation

  Snowbound 5 Snowbound Treat

  Snowbound 6 Snowbound Summer

  Snowbound 7 Another Snowbound Christmas

  Snowbound 8 Another Snowbound New Year

  Snowbound 9 Snowbound Date

  Snowbound 10 Snowbound Games

  Snowbound 11 Snowbound Ink

  Snowbound 12 Snowbound Halloween

  Snowbound 13 Snowbound Christmas Cheer

  Snowbound 14 Snowbound Bachelorette Party

  Snowbound 15 Snowbound Wedding (forthcoming)

  In Print from Red Rose Publishing

  Christmas Wagers

  House Rules

  Not Another Dateless Valentine’s Day