It was then that I noticed the large, elaborate tattoo that stretched between his shoulder blades. Obviously, I had never seen it before because Devlin had been wearing a shirt every time we were together.
“Hey, come back here, Mister, and let me check out your tattoo.”
On his way back across the room, I got a chance to fully appreciate and admire Devlin’s exquisite shaft. It was quite the fine specimen of manhood. I felt my wetness return just thinking about taking a joyride on his massive dick.
He returned with the little box in hand and sat on the edge of the bed, with his back facing me, so I could examine it. I ran my fingers over the intricate design, and recognized it as the Navy SEAL Trident insignia that I had seen on the website the other night: An eagle landing on an anchor, with its wings outstretched and its talons gripping an intersecting trident and gun barrel.
“Wow, Devlin. This is awesome. It’s really, really sexy. Looks like you have a few cuts and scars on it, though. What did you do? Snag your back on some barbed wire or something?”
I chuckled at my cleverness.
“Not exactly……..”
When he turned toward me, his expression was one of guilt and embarrassment. And then it dawned on me. Scratches; from fingernails. DUH! They were women’s fingernail marks!
“Sorry I asked. I’m so stupid!”
Devlin ignored my last comment as he loosened the tiny string from the dessert box and lifted the top. Inside were two large crème puffs with a small plastic container of dark chocolate sauce. He reached over and set the box on the nightstand without even tasting its contents. What the fuck? I thought we were going to eat them?
“Why did you put the box over there, Devlin?”
“I’m too hungry for dessert right now.”
The wild animal in Devlin had instantly returned with a look of insatiable lust in its eyes. I loved that look, even though I was a little afraid of it. He pinned me down in the sheets and started devouring me from head to toe with his talented mouth and tongue, while his fingers feverishly worked my sex inside and out. My clit felt like it was going to explode since it had barely recovered from the last round.
“Devlin, I am so fucking wet for you!”
Then he eased up, and pulled back, hovering over me with his huge, erect, foreboding, metal-enhanced cock. He was sizing me up and waiting for permission before penetrating me.
“Now, what do you want, Cali? Tell me what you want, baby. And make sure you say the magic word…..”
He continued fucking my slit with his thumb, in and out, while his fingertips massaged my clit, keeping everything spread open and wet.
I moaned and rocked my hips uncontrollably.
“I want you to fuck me, Devlin. Please! Fuck me!"
“Fuck yeah! That’s my girl! That’s what I wanna hear!”
He grabbed me by my opened legs, pulling me up and into his monstrous cock. He made sure the dick piercing cleared first, before proceeding in with his hot flesh. I wrapped my quivering legs around his head and held onto his biceps, in preparation for the ride of my life. I could feel my heart practically pounding out of my chest. Then, he fucked me hard and rough, until I almost lost consciousness.
It was everything I could have imaged…
Everything and more.
And we were just getting started.
CHAPTER TWELVE
DEVLIN
Although, I was bursting at the seams and I wanted to fuck Cali with all my might, I took mercy on her. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her with the metal ring in my cock, so I held back. All girls kind of needed a chance to get use to a P.A. Why the fuck it was named after Prince Albert, I’ll never know….
Even though I went easy on Cali, I know that, erotically, I sent her into a fucking tailspin. I lost count of how many times her eyes rolled back into her head. I controlled my climax by letting it build up like a thundercloud until I finally released my powerful burst of cum into her. Fuck! It was positively epic!
We lay still together for quite awhile, in a silent sweaty mass, wrapped and twisted up in our bed sheets. I reached over and brushed her damp hair from her forehead. My sweet angel smiled up at me, looking completely content. That lasted only a few more minutes before she excused herself to the bathroom:
“I’ll be right back, hot stuff. Now, don’t you dare go anywhere, lover lips!”
The crème puffs were suddenly beckoning me from the nightstand. They were really sounding good to me, and now seemed like the perfect time to enjoy them. Of course, I had to wait for my girlfriend to come back to bed. I couldn’t believe it; I actually had a girlfriend…….
From the bed, I adoringly watched Cali parade from the bathroom back to the bedroom. She looked completely ravaged, because she literally had been!
Her tight braids were seriously tousled, and her pouty lips were bright red from being kissed and bitten. The silken dark skin of her body was the most fucking enticing thing I’d ever seen. She was wearing nothing except the biggest ear-to-ear grin I’d ever seen. She climbed up onto the bed and crawled over to me on all fours, like a sexy, slinky jungle cat.
“Is everything okay, down south there, lover girl?”
She curled up next to me, resting her sweet head on my stomach and purred:
“More than okay. You were amazing, Devlin.”
I had worked up quite an appetite and I assumed she had, as well.
“Is my little kitty cat hungry?”
“I am…….. Is my big, strong tiger hungry?”
“In more ways than one…….”
I sat up and snatched the box of crème puffs off the nightstand. I folded my legs Indian-style and placed the box between my feet and my, once again, erect cock.
“Please join me, kitty cat.”
Cali followed my lead, and situated herself against the headboard, facing me. We looked like two naked kids, about to play “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”
I took a crème puff out of the box, and handed it to her and kept the other for myself, holding it directly over my engorged member. Then I opened the chocolate sauce and drizzled it onto the pastry, allowing it to deliberately drip all over my cock.
I gave the sauce container to my playful lover and she copied me with glee: She poured the dark, sweet liquid over her dessert and let it ooze onto her pretty little sex mound. Then she drizzled the rich sauce over her little raspberry nipples, letting it run down and pool into her cute little naval, blending with her flesh in a way that was deliciously satisfying.
I shoved half of my crème puff into my mouth before I began licking the chocolate off of her stunning tits. What a delectable combination! She followed suit by licking my dick while her mouth was full of fluffy crème. I thought I was going to shoot my wad at the mere touch of her sweet sticky tongue. She closed her eyes and worked me over with her mouth, allowing the pastry crème to ooze out of the corners of her lips and onto my balls. Fuck! She kept me on the edge the entire time!
As we both fed each other the last bite of our pastries, we spun into 69 position, with Cali on the bottom. I cleaned every last drop of chocolate sauce out of every nook and cranny of hers with my ferocious tongue, while she licked and sucked all the sweet crème off of my dick and out of my dick. She ended up with way more in her mouth than she started out with. Our bed was truly a mess. I knew I’d have to call housekeeping for clean sheets before we would be able to sleep in it. I wondered if we’d ever be getting any sleep that night……
After our sticky love fest, I drew a hot bath for us in the huge tub that took up almost the entire bathroom. It had an awesome view of the sprawling metropolis below. We washed each other’s bodies in near darkness, with only the soft illumination from a romantic first quarter moon and the glowing city lights through the window. What a night. For the first time, in my 30 years of life, I was in love with a woman.
CHAPTER TWELVE
CALI
Last night was like a fairytale roman
ce! A beautiful, raunchy, lovely, hedonistic, enchanting, orgasmic, sweet, nasty fairytale! It felt like a scene from Cinderella meets Caligula. And the weekend wasn’t over……..
After our room-service breakfast, of crepes and Spanish omelets, Devlin took me down to the hotel shops so we could both buy everything we needed for a fun-in-the sun day. Neither of us wanted to return home to retrieve clothes or anything else. It was during our little shopping spree, that I was forced into making what I thought was a small confession.
“Cali, isn’t your mom probably worried about you? Don’t you let her know when you’re not coming home? She doesn’t even know where you are, does she?”
“Uh, yeah…...she knows where I am. We always try to keep each other informed, so we don’t worry. We are pretty considerate roommates.”
“But neither one of us used our phones at all last night. I silenced mine as soon as I sent Carl on his way. I figured you did the same.”
“I did too. I didn’t want to be disturbed either. I just wanted to concentrate on you.”
“Well, then, what did you do? Send her smoke signals or use mental telepathy?”
It was then that I knew the jig was up. I had to fess up to the truth:
“I called my mother while I was in the ladies’ room of the restaurant, and told her not to expect me home until later today.”
I could immediately see Devlin’s wheels start turning as he processed what I just said:
“So, you knew I had already arranged a room for us, and you were already planning to spend the night with me before I even asked you? And you didn’t say anything?”
“Well, I assumed that was a room keycard sticking out from under your plate. And, of course, I didn’t let on that I knew, because I think men prefer to believe they have some sort of control as to the outcome of an evening……….”
Devlin looked completely dumbfounded. I guess I must’ve given him quite a bit to mentally chew on
as we shopped for our day’s attire. He became strangely silent, like he was trying to figure out something complicated in his head. And he kept shooting perplexed glances my way while we picked through the racks of clothes, shaking his head like he had had no previous notion or clue as to the complex inner-workings of a woman’s mind. He couldn’t seem to let it go:
“So………. what exactly did your mother say to you when you called her and said you weren’t coming home last night?”
“She said, ‘Well, I didn’t think so dear, but thanks for calling to let me know, anyway.’ Then, she told me to have a great time, and said good-night.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
DEVLIN
It was becoming apparent that I had been outplayed by that clever little minx. Here I thought I was luring her into my web, when in reality, I was already stuck in hers.
I didn’t mind… We had had one hell of a fucking night!
I decided there was no good reason to dwell on it when we still had that magnificent room available to us for a couple more hours before check-out time.
I pulled Cali over to me, while we were exiting the final store and kissed her apologetically.
“We should go back up to the room, now. We’ve still got a little bit of time to enjoy it before they kick us out on the street.”
We burst into the room and hurriedly threw down our shopping bags in the first corner we saw. Then, we hung out the “Do Not Disturb” sign, and took full advantage of all the great “fucking places” the enormous suite had to offer.
Cali was standing near the window, wearing a flouncy little floral sundress she got from one of the boutiques in the hotel. She had wanted to change out of last night’s dinner dress and heels as quickly as possible, this morning. She turned to me and gestured for me to join her on the cushioned window seat.
As soon as I sat down, she gave me a teasing, punishing kiss and dropped to her knees. She undid the button and fly of my jeans and gently released my pent-up cock. I always went commando, ensuring easy access; most girls seemed to really dig that. I had a raging hard-on at just the thought of Cali sucking my dick again.
She took my rod in hand and massaged the length of my hardness as she pulled back all the way to the head. The metal ring didn’t appear to be a challenge to her at all. She had a bad little girl expression on her face as she swallowed me deeper with each suck. She was driving me fucking wild!
I untied the halter top of her sundress and let it fall forward, revealing her glorious ample tits that swayed with the same rhythm as Cali’s bobbing head. I held onto them and teased her nipples while she practically inhaled my manhood. I was about to cum in her mouth, but I decided to tug on her hair and stop her. I really wanted to cum in her ultra-tight little pussy instead.
I pulled her up into my lap and buried my face in her tits, kissing and nibbling her nipples. I gently tugged on them with my lips as she dangled them over my face. I slipped my hands up her dress and found she was also bare-assed commando. I guess she’d decided my little command was an ongoing request.
What a fuckin’ turn on that was, to discover my woman had left herself completely open to me once again. She wrapped her amazing legs around my waist and her arms around my neck as I lifted her up off the window seat and carried her over to the richly upholstered, overstuffed chair.
I finger-fucked her completely soaked slit, then she lifted the hem of her sweet little dress like she was about to curtsy to the queen and slid right down on my cock like it was custom made for her. She rode me like a wild bull, pulling on my dick with her pussy each time she rose and arched her back. I tried hard to delay my wad but she was milking me so hard, I just had to let it go. I came inside of her like there was no tomorrow. Cali was actually wearing me out.
I looked at my Rolex and saw that we had only one more hour left in the room, before check-out. I always stayed an extra half hour over (and no hotel had ever charged me), so I figured that really gave us 90 more minutes. I really didn’t want to spend a second night, since we really couldn’t stay over again and enjoy it fully. Cali had to be to work bright and early tomorrow morning. And I had another PT appointment with my brilliant therapist… I wondered what creative ways she’d come up with to help me work out my kinks…
I knew I could easily go one more round with my sexed up little doll face and I was reasonably sure she’d have no trouble keeping up with me. Her remarkable sexual prowess was quite the pleasant surprise. I never would have guessed she had only been with 3 guys. She was definitely not the uptight, shy little flower she appeared to be. For some reason, this was still bothering me. As a self-proclaimed player, I didn’t like to be played, no matter how hot the chick was. Cali was hot, alright. Fucking hot. She could have her way with any man. And I was starting to think she probably had. Hell, the first time we’d almost been together, she’d given me a fake name and was trying to fuck me on the first night…
I decided to stop tormenting myself and just enjoy the time we had left.
Still resting in the big comfy chair, I was getting a rise out of watching her stroll around the suite naked as a baby (a beautiful, voluptuous, sexy baby!), searching for last night’s clothes that were scattered around the suite in the weirdest places. One of my socks had somehow made its way across the room and lodged itself onto the handle of one of the balcony doors. Cali removed it, and undid the double French doors that opened onto our private balcony. She stood glimmering in the sunlit doorway, like a hot vision from heaven.
She continued looking for our clothes, gathering up what she found and piling everything onto the dining table. She shrieked and giggled like a child when she found one of her red high heels hooked on a bar stool and the other hanging from a light fixture. Instead of putting them with the rest of our things, she slipped the shoes on her sweet little feet and strutted seductively over to me like a sultry, porn vixen. Holy fuck! The sight of her wearing nothing but fire red, fuck-me pumps was one hot fucking sight to behold. I was pretty sure I was drooling…….
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CALI
Devlin’s eyes widened like a kid in a candy store, as I stood in front of him with one foot raised up onto the arm of his chair. I knew the slutty, red heels would surely do him in. I tossed my hair back, threw out my proud chest, and put my hands on my hips like I was Superwoman. Devlin’s staff jumped to attention, like any obedient boy would.
He cradled my ankle in his hands and started kissing it and teasing it with his tongue. He looked up at me, from the chair, and made his request:
“Cali, I want you to touch yourself. Please? I wanna watch you…….make yourself cum. Will you?”
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