by DD Sparxx
“Leave on your shoes,” I commanded as she started to toe them off. I stood back and watched her debating on whether to follow my order or not for a few seconds. Her body was beautiful and I couldn’t wait to touch and taste her again, but I liked the buildup and knew it would make everything that much better in the end. She yielded to my command and kept her heels on.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks, then I started unbuttoning my shirt. As I pulled it from my shoulders, I could tell she was fascinated with what she saw. I worked hard for these muscles and this six-pack. It was nice to see them appreciated.
Next I reached for my belt buckle, unclasped it and pulled it off. Her eyes stayed glued to my hands the whole time. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a condom. The jeans came off next, and since I always go commando I was naked and ready to go. Her eyes got even bigger as they focused on my cock, impressed by its length and size.
I stalked towards her, watching her back up as I advanced until she was up against the side of the bed. She reached out and trailed her fingers over my abs and below to my cock.
I tossed the condom on the nightstand and pushed her back onto the bed. She went willingly. Once I had her on her back, I pulled her ass to the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide open, holding her heels in my hands. She watched me with those light blue eyes. I hooked her heels onto the side of the bed frame, slid my hands up her thighs, parted her lips with my thumbs and stared at her bare cunt. It was pink and swollen from being so aroused, and wet, oh so wet.
I dropped to my knees and kissed my way up from her heels to her wetness, building her anticipation even more, then switched and did the same up the other leg. She was panting, her hips thrusting, her pussy seeking the release that I was withholding. I watched as I pushed first one, then a second, and finally a third of my long fingers inside of her. It always amazed me how a pussy would open up to whatever size it needed to accommodate. I took my free hand and stroked her clit with it.
“You like that, don’t you?” Knowing the answer simply from the way her body was responding.
“Yes,” she whispered, her hands were squeezing her tits. Her moans intensified as her pussy started clenching my fingers and I knew she was close. I stopped touching her clit with my hand and started sucking on it instead, as I continued to fuck her with my fingers.
“Do you want me to make you cum with my hands and mouth or with my cock?” I murmured against her sensitive flesh.
She didn’t answer and just continued to moan and grind on my face. I pulled back slightly, my hand the only thing still touching her. “I need you to tell me what you want, Kaya. How do you want to cum?”
“Like this,” she gasped.
“I need you to be more explicit than that, baby. Tell me what you want,” I told her as I stopped everything that I was doing and looked her in the eye.
She closed her eyes deciding if once again she wanted to yield to my orders, but her need to cum was far greater than being embarrassed about saying a couple of dirty words. Her eyes opened and the words I wanted to hear tumbled from her mouth, “I want you to finger fuck my pussy and suck on my clit until I cum.”
I felt my cock spring up at the words she so desperately fought to say.
“Good girl, now you’ll get your reward,” I said with my mouth once more pressed against her slit. I sucked on her clit and swirled it with my tongue. Then I took both of my thumbs and pushed them inside of her. I took turns sliding them in and out and when I sensed she was right about to cum, I pulled my thumbs out to the sides stretching her open even more, wiggling one back and forth over her g-spot.
She came with a long series of gasps and moans, “Oh, oh, oh, oh, fuck yeah! Fuck, fuck, fuck meeeee… Oh my God!”
I’d never get tired of that sound. I loved getting off myself, but I wasn’t a selfish lover and there was something primal about getting a woman off that made it that much better.
I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the condom, putting it on. Kaya was still coming down from her orgasm when I shoved deep inside her tight little cunt. Even though I had thoroughly warmed her up, she was still a snug fit. Her eyes flew open and she gasped again. I started thrusting, still standing on the side of the bed. I had a great view of my cock sliding in and out from here. It was a sight I’d never get sick of seeing. She wrapped her legs around my ass. I could feel the points of her heels digging into the back of my thighs, but there was no pain. It only spurred me on.
Watching was bringing me close to the brink though, so instead, I looked up at her face and reached for her nipple, which I started tweaking between my thumb and pointer finger. Releasing her nipple, I grasped her breast and began kneading it and then leaned forward to suck her hardened tip. I knew the change in angle would help stimulate her clit again. Her hips were rocking and she was grinding on me like she hadn’t just cum a few moments before. I felt her muscles begin to contract and knew she was close again. If I timed it right, when she came, her orgasm would milk the cum right out of my cock.
“You liked me looking at your pink, wet pussy earlier, didn’t you? The way my mouth was sucking your clit and my fingers worked your pussy over making you cum? You like this big cock fucking you bringing you another orgasm? I can tell how close you are. Your tight little hole keeps squeezing my cock. Tell me when you’re about to cum,” I whispered in her ear.
That must’ve done it, because suddenly she was screaming “Now, now, now, I’m cumming now, Jax!”
Sweet, sweet music to my ears. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her as deep as I could, over and over again, until I felt my spine tingle and my balls get tight seconds before my own release washed over me. “Ugh…” I moaned as I felt the cum spray out of my cock. I let the weight of my body rest on my elbows on either side of her head for a few seconds until my breathing normalized. I withdrew and tied off the condom, dropping it in the bathroom trash. I brought her back a warm washcloth to clean up with.
She looked up at me suddenly all shy again, “Is it okay if I stay?”
“Sure, you can stay.” I wasn’t going to kick her out. I mean what if I wanted to fuck her again in a little while? She was definitely a good fuck. There were thousands of dirty ideas of what else I’d like to do with her running around through my mind.
I helped her slip off her shoes, pulled the sheet back and watched her climb inside. I climbed in after her. I reached around and grabbed one firm breast in my hand, falling into a contented sleep. I woke a few hours later to have her again, and then once more again in the early, early morning.
Once the sun had officially risen, I realized I didn’t know a whole lot about her, aside from what she liked in bed. She had already gotten out of the bed and was slipping her dress back on. She had a killer body even in the daylight.
“Are you from Vegas?”
“Yeah,” she replied softly, one hand braced on the wall as she slipped on her shoe.
“What’s wrong?” I knew something was up from looking at her sad features.
“It’s just that, well,” she stammered slightly, “I don’t usually do this, but the sex was so good with you. I’m a little bummed we won’t get to continue this. I saw your uniform and know that you must be a pilot. I’m assuming you are just passing through since you are staying in a hotel room.”
“Ah. You’re correct, but I do come through Vegas fairly often. Maybe you can give me your number and we can get together on those nights that I’m ‘passing through’ as you put it.” I stood and pulled on my jeans.
“I think I’d like that,” she smiled as she scrawled her number on the notepad by the bed. I took it and walked her to the elevator. I gave her a long kiss goodbye and told her I’d be in touch.
“Bye, Jax,” she looked down just as the doors slid closed.
I had to admit, I didn’t usually call them again post-hookup, but she was phenomenal and could quite possibly become my regular Vegas thing. I still had a few hours before my show time, so I w
alked back to my room, hopped in the shower to wake myself up and then headed to the gym.
5
Ford
As Poppy and I left the club I wondered if I could really do this. It’s not as if I haven’t been with women since Ella. I have, plenty, but I hated feeling like I was using someone innocent. As much as I wanted to get laid, I knew I needed to lay out the ground rules before we got to the hotel.
While we were waiting for the cab I mentioned to her again that I was a pilot and that I was only here for the night, giving her an out if she wanted it.
Surprisingly, she looked me in the eye and said, “To be honest, I just really need a sexorcism. I know this won’t turn into anything more than tonight and I’m totally cool with that.”
“A sexorcism?” I tilted my head and gave her a confused look.
“I just broke up with my boyfriend not that long ago and I’m looking for someone to help get me over the hump. You know, a sexorcism. Anyways, I kinda feel like I hit the jackpot because I don’t think I could do much better than you. You’re hot and you’re not from here, so I know this is totally a no strings attached thing.”
My face must’ve relayed my surprise because she literally started laughing. “I mean, if that’s ok with you,” she stammered.
“Yeah, it’s all good with me.” What’re the odds I would’ve found someone so perfect for what I needed tonight, someone who needed the exact same thing that I did? Someone just to make them forget everything.
The cab ride was fairly quick and we passed it in silence. I realized there was no reason to exchange any more personal information. We both knew exactly what was expected. I didn’t need to know her favorite color or even her last name for that matter. We appreciated exactly where we stood with one another. It was all a one-night event.
After paying the fare, I led her to the elevator. Again, the ride to my room passed silently. I glanced over at her as I opened the door to my room and I could tell by the look on her face that she needed this just as much as I did. Upon entering the room, I hit the lights, kicked off my shoes, and got comfortable.
“Would you like a drink?”
“Sure, how ‘bout another round of hot anal sex?” she smiled, slipping out of her shoes.
I laughed, “I don’t think I have the right ingredients here to make it. Let me see what I do have,” I countered, walking over and looking inside of the mini-bar. “I have vodka, rum, beer… I could make us some rum and cokes.”
When she didn’t respond, I turned around to find her stripped down to her bustier and matching white satin thong. In her hand, she was holding a tube. Upon better inspection, I could tell it was lube.
“I wasn’t talking about the shot this time. I was talking about the actual act,” she whispered.
My, oh, my! I felt my cock jump at the words she had so quietly whispered to me. She had a definite kinky streak. I was happily going to grant her request.
I closed the door to the mini bar. I stood quickly, moved toward her and pulled her small frame square with my much larger one. I grabbed the lube from her hand and tossed it onto the bed. She tipped her head up and my lips crashed down on top of hers. Her lips were soft and I knew they’d feel amazing wrapped around my cock. Those visions I was having earlier were soon going to become a reality.
She once again laced her fingers through my hair and tugged me closer. She was aggressive and took what she wanted. I liked it a lot more than I anticipated. My hands slid down to that perky ass and squeezed her cheeks. My long fingers spread her open ever so slightly bringing a quiet gasp out of her mouth.
She slid her hands down the front of my shirt and started to unbutton it. Once my shirt was open, she reached for my belt, then my jeans. My cock was definitely beginning to strain toward her. She slid her hand inside my waistband and headed straight for my member. When her fingers grazed my cock, I felt my own breath catch.
I released her ass long enough to toss my shirt aside. I unbuttoned and removed my jeans and socks, which left me in my blue boxer briefs.
“Those too,” she said gesturing towards my briefs.
“Yes, ma’am,” I responded, pulling them off. I reached into my jeans pocket for my wallet and tossed a condom on the bed near the lube.
She looked slightly nervous suddenly. I realized it was probably because she hadn’t realized how large I was. I mean I’m not trying to brag, but I knew I was hung like a horse. “Don’t worry, it’ll fit,” I winked.
“I can’t wait to find out.”
I pulled her close again, her fingers instantly wrapping around my cock. They didn’t fit all the way around me, but it still felt amazing.
She dropped to her knees in front of me, looking up at me as her tongue flicked out to wet her lips. She leaned forward and licked me from the base to the tip of my cock pausing to suck on the tip for just a few brief seconds, not nearly long enough in my opinion. She started stroking me, licking and sucking at the same time, bringing her other hand into the act and playing with my balls. I stared down at my cock sliding in and out of her mouth and threaded my fingers through her silky pink hair. I took control and fucked her mouth the way I wanted. Her mouth was stretched wide to accommodate me and I swear she had no gag reflex because she could deep throat me like a champ. Just when I felt that tingle in my balls, I pulled out.
I pulled her up off her knees and tossed her onto the bed. I grabbed her thong and yanked it off. Our Poppy was a natural brunette. Her pussy was covered by a small landing strip of hair. I could see the wetness trailing down her thighs already so I knew she was turned on, but I slid my fingers through her wet cunt just the same. I loved the way a pussy felt when it was dripping wet.
I started to finger her hot little slit. I started with one finger and then added a second.
“Oh, God,” she moaned at the invasion. I climbed up onto the bed next to her and started kissing her again. I could tell she was close to cumming by the way her hips were thrusting and her insides were clutching at my fingers.
“Cum for me,” I whispered in her ear as I used my thumb to swipe back and forth over her clit.
She threw her head back and closed her eyes. Within seconds I was rewarded with her screams of, “Agh! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” She moaned loudly over and over again as the tremors shook her body. I kept stroking her until they subsided.
Once her breathing slowed, she opened her eyes, flipped onto her stomach and stuck her ass up in the air. “Time for the main event,” she said wiggling her ass back and forth.
I grabbed the lube and knelt behind her. Her asshole was already glossy from her pussy juice, her slit all pink and spread open from her orgasm. Fuck me. She looked so ready for me in this position. I grabbed her cheeks again and spread her open even more wanting to taste her. I dragged my tongue upwards from her clit to her asshole. She was sweet and salty all at once. She pushed back onto my face, gyrating her hips on my tongue. I buried my face in her, my tongue stroking her over and over again.
I slid my finger closer to her asshole and knelt behind her again. I wanted to watch my fingers slide in and out of her ass. I wet my finger with the moisture from her pussy first, then started with one finger in her ass, sliding one from my other hand into her pussy at the same time. I watched as I filled both of her holes at once. Slowly I added another finger to each hole, opening and closing them inside of her in a scissoring motion to loosen them up. She continued to moan the whole time.
“That feels so fucking good. Don’t stop,” she murmured.
“I won’t, honey. I won’t.”
Watching everything from this angle was making me want to blow my load before I was even inside of her. I kept working her over. I slowly removed the hand that was working her pussy to grab the lube so I could get her ass even more ready for me. I drizzled it over her ass and she moaned louder as my fingers glided in and out even easier than before. I streamed it over my cock as well, stroking myself to the sight before me. This was fucking hot.
I grabbed the condom and put it on, adding more lube on top. I decided to change our position. I sat back on the bed and positioned her over me, her back to my chest. “You can control how fast we go better this way.”
She nodded in understanding. I spread her ass open as she squatted over me. I reached around and played with her pussy some more. Her tight asshole came into contact with my cock as she started to settle on top of me. When the crown of my cock breached her asshole, she gasped loudly. I kept fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit. She slowly started to sit down even more. I watched as her ass swallowed my cock. It was such a tight fit.
“You ok?” I groaned.
She nodded, her pink hair bobbing up and down in front of my face. I pulled her back to my chest and turned her head so I could kiss her again. She relaxed against me and started to work her hips back and forth over my cock and against my hand. She worked slowly at first then started rocking her hips faster. I could feel everything tightening inside of her again, but this time I was feeling it in both her ass and her cunt. Suddenly she was spasming around me, cumming even harder than the first time. Screaming and crying out repeatedly, “Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”
After she came I felt her muscles loosen enough for me to take control and fuck her the way I wanted. I shifted her back on to her knees, kneeling behind her. I slowly pulled out and pushed back in, over and over, watching my cock. The longer I watched, the harder it was not to cum. I started moving faster and thrusting harder.
“Yeah, fuck me just like that. Hard and fast,” she said looking over her shoulder at me. “I want to feel you cum in my asshole.”
“Oh yeah. Here it cums.”
That was all it took. A few more hard, fast thrusts and I was done. Groaning loudly, I filled both her ass and the condom with my load and collapsed on top of her. We lay there for a few minutes. Neither of us moved. Then I withdrew, tied off the condom and headed towards the bathroom. When I came out Poppy was already getting dressed.
