by Claire Angel
I was still feeling it when he flipped me on my back and presented me with the heat of his excitement. The column of flesh was something that I could barely wrap my lips around. I started by polishing the knob giving it a shine and tasting the by-product of his excitement clinging to my lips.
I popped it in and out of my mouth careful about giving him too much pleasure. This wasn’t my first time orally satisfying a man, but he was different. I didn’t feel this was paying lip service. I wanted to give him my best and to put that smile on his face.
I was using techniques that were somewhat unorthodox with my finger underneath his balls touching that one spot that made a man melt. A little bit of pressure in the area and my tongue circling the head and the rim around it was enough to have him bucking underneath me looking for his release.
“I don’t think that I have the words. My cock has never felt this good and maybe it’s because of the woman that I’m with that makes the difference.” He was a sweet talker and knew what words to say to encourage my bad behavior.
I used this tried and true method of sucking and jerking at the same time. It was like a vacuum force that he couldn’t quite believe was happening to him. I stopped him at the threshold pinching two fingers at the base to stem the flow from exploding.
I held his gaze and I watched his imminent climax begin to subside.
It took almost 5 minutes before he could compose himself long enough to assume the position. His cock was touching me preparing me for something that didn’t seem possible. I wasn’t able to take it all the way into my mouth, but I was able to make him believe that it was happening. This was reality mixed in with fantasy.
I placed both hands on his chest to let him know without saying a word that this was my first time. He swallowed hard and began to sink into the warm confines of my tight hole. There was one inch and then there were two and he continued in this fashion until the loss of my virginity was making shivers run down my spine.
“I’ve heard the stories and I’ve seen plenty of things on the Internet, but nothing truly prepares you for this moment. I was wrong about you and I think deep down, I knew that you could be a better man.” I moaned with his name on the tip of my tongue.
“I thought this birthday celebration was to finally let you see what kind of man you have feelings for. I guess it worked a little too well and I hope that we can live with what comes after.” That final statement came with the last couple of inches sliding on the slickness of my inner muscles.
“I see things clearly and the blinders have come off. Nothing makes me happier than to be in your arms. I’m not sure how much longer I could have waited and my curiosity was at an all-time high. Nobody could have made my first time any more explosive,” I said with my legs wrapped around him in a tight vise making sure that he was never going to leave me anytime soon.
We had broken down the walls and had added the component of being lovers to our friendship. Being this connected had made us stronger and intimately aware of our bodies. My innocence had drifted away and time was standing still.
The sheets were tangled around us keeping us a prisoner of our own passion. He gave sharp thrusts of his hips with that resounding smack every time that he bottomed out.
“I hope that I can be worthy of being with you and I might stumble and fall into previous habits, but you will be right there to right the ship,” He said with all the blood from his head rushing below his waist.
His shaft was rubbing my clit on each stroke. He was engaging all of my senses including a tactile sensation from how he was holding onto my ass cheeks with both hands. All those sensations were causing fireworks to explode between my eyes.
His momentum and speed of his thrusts became a blur of motion that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. He was breathing quicker and he was adding a circular motion with his hips to touch me in ways that I didn’t think was possible.
We arranged ourselves until I was on my feet at the end of the bed with him behind me. He had his hands on my hips and he pulled me towards him angling his cock in the right position to take me by surprise. His hand came around and I bit the palm holding it against my face to muffle my cries of pleasure.
“You are very responsive and you’re not shy about trying new things,” He said with his body hitting my upturned ass in a never-ending display of his masculine strength.
“I have no reference, but I believe in my heart that you are going out of your way to make this experience something to remember. I see right through you and I don’t think any woman has called you on your callous behavior,” I said with this feeling growing by the second.
I wasn’t sure how much more I could take without losing it.
He was slowly fucking me and then he would change tactics showing a healthy respect for the female body. He reached around and started to manipulate my clit with a strong language that would have made some women feel cheap.
“This sweet little hole is mine and my cock is the perfect size for it. I love the way the lips grab me and never want to let go. This is the birthday bang that you should always have annually and we should make this something extra special every time,” He said with that glove-like fit getting tighter with that scream in my throat ready to emerge.
My banshee cry of pleasure was followed by the vein down the back of his cock throbbing with this desperate need to empty the contents of his balls. I felt the head become bigger swelling abnormally and then it began to pulsate unloading the pressure that was becoming unbearable.
He followed me down onto the bed and we couldn’t say a thing. He was behind me and he snuggled up with his head on my shoulder and his depleted state rubbing up against the inside of my thigh.
We had the whole weekend and I planned to make good use of the time that we had left.
Chapter 11
Frank
I was standing there in our hotel suite on our last day with our bags packed. Leaving Las Vegas was a bittersweet moment. I was mentally and physically exhausted. We hadn’t come out of the room for the past couple of days and we were only limited by our imaginations.
I heard her approaching from behind with the pitter patter of her feet coming out of the bathroom. I glanced over my shoulder see that she was wrapped in a towel emerging through the steam. She was making me ache for the chance to feel her next to me again, but I didn’t think that I had much left in reserve.
I couldn’t stop smiling and those two days were a whirlwind of positions. We had researched other things on the Internet and came up with unique ways including the use of food.
“I would give you a penny for your thoughts, but I think it’s going to cost a lot more than that. There has been something you have wanted to say to me from the moment we got together. Call it women’s intuition,” She whispered into my ear causing the walls I had erected to protect my heart to come crumbling down.
My starched navy blue shirt was unbuttoned and I held her close with her fingers dancing along my chest encouraging me to open up about my feelings.
“I’ve been trying to come up with the right words. You know I’ve never been an open book, but I’m going to try for you. I thought I had everything, but the one thing missing was right in front of me. I didn’t think I was good enough for you and you deserve so much more. At the risk of souring your opinion of me, I have to tell you those times with those other girls meant nothing to me. They were a means to an end and I confess my thoughts came back to you in the cold light of reality,” I said with a catch in my throat realizing saying the words for the first time was taking this heavy weight off of my shoulders.
“I’ve seen the way you look at me and the gentle touch of your hand has told me everything I need to know. There’s no reason to beat yourself up over playing games like how you flirted with Tiffany during the flight to Vegas,” She said pulling back the curtain of my deceit to make me realize there was nothing I could hide from her.
“I stand here in complete awe of being with you. It seems
like a dream, but I know the difference between real and imagined. I’ve tried to avoid this and I’ve been fighting my feelings by throwing myself at other women. I had a sure thing before leaving for Vegas, but I couldn’t pull the trigger. I guess I thought this trip I could finally prove to you that I wasn’t worthy of your affections. It didn’t exactly go according to plan.” I placed my hand on the railing of the balcony looking down from the dizzying height to the ground below.
“I’m glad you told me, but I pretty much figured it out on my own. It wasn’t my place to make you say the words and I knew it would have to be on your own timetable.” She released me and went back to getting dressed and I turned to watch her body exposed to my naked eyes slowly become covered in the latest fashions.
She was wearing the dress I had bought her at one of the more fancy boutiques. It was purple with white stripes and these very thin straps keeping gravity from showing off more of her body.
The bellboy arrived knocking on our door. He dragged our luggage down the hall to the elevator with us following from behind. It felt good to get it off my chest and I was finally able to admit how I felt about her. I was glad we had finally consummated our friendship and the best relationship started with a deeper understanding.
“I know the future is uncertain, but I can see you in it with me,” I wanted her to know the true scope of how she had changed me.
“I feel the same way and those boys vying for my attention couldn’t hold a candle to you,” She said holding my hand with this longing in her eyes.
This was the first time I had ever made any conscious effort to extend the intimacy between me and the opposite sex.
It was refreshing and I found myself concentrating on her without straying my eyes to any available piece of ass walking by. They were nothing but window dressing easily forgettable, but I couldn’t say the same thing for Leila.
We drove to the Airport and we climbed the stairs with me memorizing her body with a mental picture snapping in my mind’s eye.
Tiffany was on board.
She didn’t have to say a thing and we both knew that her prediction had come true. I couldn’t bring myself to hurt Leila and I had told her that I was going to be the one to break this to Edward.
We drove from the Airport directly back to the estate.
We walked through the door and I was blindsided by a right cross that came out of nowhere. It was the same damn eye that his sister had made turn different shades of black and blue. It was only mild, but his right cross had certainly made a permanent impression. I deserved worse than that.
“Did you think that I was going to trust you with my little sister without having somebody watching you? I got some disturbing photographs from the private investigator. I think hitting you was an appropriate response. What do you have to say for yourself?” He asked with his fists clenched and Grace behind him trying to still the choppy waters between us.
I was about to respond in kind by confessing my feelings for his sister, but Leila came to my defense rallying in support for the man that she had deep feelings for. I didn’t know the extent of those feelings and we didn’t discuss it all the time that we were rutting like animals in the hotel room. I did have a moment alone to buy something without thinking about it in the hotel store.
“That’s no way to treat the man that I love. You don’t have to like that we are together, but you are going to have to get used to it. You don’t have to worry and you certainly didn’t have to keep tabs on me by hiring a private investigator to do your dirty work,” She said standing in between us to prevent our tempers from flaring any more than they already had.
“I didn’t have a devious plot to sleep with your sister. In fact, it was my plan to poison any idea that she might have to be with me, but you know how your sister is. Did you really think that I stood a chance?” I asked holding onto my cheek.
“I know that you have always been the love them and leave them kind of guy. What makes me think that this is going to be any different?” Edward’s question was something that I had been asking myself the entire way home and I came up with an answer that would hopefully satisfy everybody that was in attendance.
“I’m a new man and if you can change then anybody can. I was deluding myself with other girls hiding from those feelings that I harbored for Leila. She’s old enough to make her own mistakes and I don’t intend to cause her any kind of heartache. I knew this Day of Judgment was going to be hard to face, but I think that we can be reasonable,” I said not taking a swing at her brother for going off the handle prematurely without knowing all the facts.
Pictures were worth 1000 words, but sometimes they didn’t convey the emotion behind what was being recorded. It probably made Edward sick to his stomach to see how I had supposedly seduced her into my room. It didn’t happen that way, but perception could easily be skewed.
“I don’t need you to come to my rescue. I love you and I’ll always be in your life, but only if you can accept the two of us together. Nothing is certain and the future is up in the air, but right now we are happy being together. It’s been a long time coming. We tried to fight it, but this trip gave us the chance to express those innermost thoughts.” She was standing in front of me and I produced the ring before wrapping my hands around her waist.
It was pinched between two fingers waiting for her to discover it on her own. Grace was the first one to notice and her eyes widened in alarm. Leila must’ve noticed something was up and followed her gaze until she spun in my arms with this big smile on her face.
“I was hoping that you would do me the honor of marrying me and making me an honest man. It’s not going to be easy, but I promise that I will do everything in my power to show you that I am not the same man. I have your strength and your wisdom. I can only hope that I don’t do anything that is going to make you run to your brother to make me answer to something that hasn’t even happened yet,” I slipped the ring on her finger and it was the perfect fit.
We had been looking in all the wrong places for love thinking that it didn’t exist when it was right there within our reach the entire time. I could only hope that I could bridge the gap of mistrust between Edward and myself.
The proof would be in how we were going to make it down the aisle and I had every intention of making that a dream wedding that was going to bring a smile to Leila’s face.
Edward didn’t seem happy, but he did welcome me to the family. The right cross was a knee-jerk reaction to something that he took out of context.
He hugged me out of some misplaced loyalty to his sister. He had the right to be suspicious after everything that he had witnessed in the past.
My cavalier attitude was replaced by this deep-seated devotion for Leila. Every time that I looked at her that feeling of love became stronger. It felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest and that had never happened with another woman.
I didn’t believe in fairy tales, but my princess was waiting for her prince charming. I wasn’t perfect, but with her, a new chapter was waiting for the both of us.
Epilogue
Leila
I was getting dressed for the evening and he was talking in the next room on the telephone. The bedroom was showing some signs of a feminine touch.
We had moved in together after scanning many different properties until we found something that was uniquely suited for us. This was the first time I had gone my own way. No longer did I have my brother trying to tell me what to do when I had become my own woman.
Frank was being a bit secretive, but I wasn’t going to jump to conclusions. He told me he loved me and I believed him with every word coming from the bottom of his heart. He still had an edge, but I had shaved away some of his misogynist attitude.
I was putting on the accessories choosing carefully without being too ostentatious. I had the mirror in front of me to see the finished products come to life in front of my eyes. I stood and twirled in front of the mirror.
I was definitel
y ready for my close up.
“I just got off the phone and everything is arranged. Unfortunately, we won’t be able to get there in time to see them spring the surprise on them. There are only a few days left before her due date. This is their last time to enjoy a bit of fun before diapers and long nights become their new normal,” He said swallowing hard and looking at me with that funny expression on his face.
I thought I was going to hear some trace of regret in his voice, but it almost seemed like he was ready to start a family of his own. I wasn’t quite ready and we had spoken of this taboo topic after we had come down from the aftermath of a marathon sex session. He called it pillow talk, but I knew he was trying to catch me when I was vulnerable.
I told him I still had some living to do before I decided to become a mother. I wasn’t content with being a made woman. I had to forge my own path, but he had assured me that his support was infinite.
“We should have left earlier, but things happen in the heat of the moment,” I teased him for being easy and one errant look had ended up with him on top of me on the dining room table.
It was the last place we had christened. There wasn’t much of the dress left after he had gotten through with it. I had to start all over again. Showering and getting ready for a second time was a pleasure with the phantom feel of his cock on my lips.
My little hole was satisfied and his overanxious state of sexual desire had me at a loss for words.
We raced down to the car and he drove like a madman through the streets using every conceivable shortcut he could find. It still wasn’t good enough, but we did shave a few minutes off of the 20-minute journey to the restaurant.
We arrived fashionably late and this was going to be an impromptu party to celebrate the upcoming birth of Grace and Edward’s child. I was wearing a yellow off the shoulder number and Frank was casual with this Miami style of a white shirt and black pants with the cuffs rolled up on the sleeves.
