“Um, don’t you mean fucking me?” The words tripped out of my mouth carelessly, feeling coarse and vulgar, but it felt weird hearing him saying the words, make love. Who was he kidding? We barely knew each other. This was a fuck, even if it sounded crude to my ears.
“I don’t fuck, Sarah. I make love.” His voice was low and smooth. “I make sweet gentle love.” I stared at him in awe as he put one of my fingers into his mouth and sucked on it. I swear I nearly came right then and there.
“Uh, okay.” I couldn’t think of any smart retort. All I wanted was to be in this man’s bed.
“Come.” He led me into a huge room, it was bigger than my whole apartment, and picked me up. I wriggled in his arms, embarrassed because I knew I was no lightweight. “Stop moving.” He plopped me down on the bed and sat next to me then pulled his shirt off. I gulped as I stared at his chest. It was smooth and toned with a small scar by his bellybutton. I looked at it in amazement. I think I must have looked at it for too long because he grabbed my chin and pulled my face up. “What are you staring at?”
“Your scar,” I breathed. “Not because it’s repulsive or anything,” I spoke quickly, not wanting him to feel bad. “It’s actually quite beautiful.” I laughed uncomfortably as his eyes glazed over. I could feel my body heating up at his stare and I moved around on the bed.
“That’s one of the nicest compliments I’ve ever gotten.” He smiled at me. The first genuine smile he’d ever given me. “You are quite the woman, Sarah Smith.”
I pushed him down onto his back quickly. This was not the time for me to think he was a nice guy. I slid on top of him and leaned down to kiss him and moaned against his mouth as I felt him pull my top off. My naked breasts rubbed against his chest and I felt his hands rubbing my back.
“Well, aren’t you a wild one?” He rolled me over onto my back so that he was on top of me and I felt my stomach doing flip-flops as he bent his head to my breasts and started sucking on my nipple. He pinched my other nipple as he sucked on one and I felt my panties growing moist. He kissed his way down to my stomach and then stuck his tongue in my belly button. I moaned with desire and my body went still as his tongue reached the top of my jeans. He paused and looked up at me. “Are you sure?” he questioned, his fingers resting on the button of my jeans.
I nodded quickly, my eyes glazed with desire and he grinned at me as he pulled my jeans off. I waited to feel his hands on me, but instead, I heard what sounded like laughter. I looked up and he was bent over in hysterics.
“What’s so funny?” I sat up and glared at him, wondering why I felt so bad inside. He pointed at my panties and I groaned. I had on my Snoopy panties. There was nothing sexy about that. I mentally chided myself for not putting on a thong.
“I’m guessing you weren’t planning on getting laid tonight?”
“No. I wasn’t.” I blushed.
“I’m waiting,” he growled and fell back onto the bed. “It’s your turn now.” He nodded to his pants and I eagerly crawled between his legs to pull his jeans down. He was wearing black briefs underneath his jeans and I swallowed when I saw his hard cock trying to burst out of the briefs. It looked like he was huge. I hesitated when pulling his jeans off, not sure if I should take the briefs off as well but decided to leave them on for now. He had left my panties on. I got back on top of him and the feeling of his cock between my legs felt like heaven. He rolled us over so that I was beneath him again and his chest felt even harder to my now extra sensitive nipples. When he slipped a hand into my panties, I felt myself grow extra wet. His fingers weaved their way between my legs and he only had to rub my clit twice before I had my first small orgasm. I groaned as I came and he grinned at me.
“Well, that was easy.” I felt him rub my clit again, and I opened my legs wider so that he could have better access to my sweet spot. He groaned and kissed down my stomach to my panties. I felt his hot breath on my pussy through my panties and then he sucked on my clit through the material.
“Oh my God.” I moaned as I felt waves of desire run through me.
“Bye bye, Snoopy,” he whispered as he pulled my panties down with his teeth. I looked up at him from the bed and screamed as he pushed his face up to my pussy and stuck his tongue inside of me. His tongue was long and dexterous. I’d never felt a tongue do to me the things that his tongue was doing. I grabbed his hair and ran my hands back and forth through his scalp as he pleasured me with his mouth. He finally came up for air and I slid down the bed to pull his briefs off. His magnificent cock popped out, and it was even bigger than I had imagined. He got back on the bed and I crawled down so I could take him in my mouth.
“Hold on.” He grabbed my legs and pulled my pussy up to his face. “I’ve always found sixty-nine a most pleasurable way to start the night.” And then I felt his tongue licking my clit. I trembled as my pussy quaked on his face and slowly took him into my mouth. His cock tasted like him, salty, manly, and sexy. I sucked on the tip eagerly and then took as much of him into my mouth as I could. I bobbed my head up and down on his cock as he sucked on my clit and I felt myself grinding myself into his face so that I could feel his tongue inside of me again. I groaned as he pulled me off him and flipped me onto my back.
I looked up at him as he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom and slipped it on his huge cock. He lowered himself onto me, and I felt the tip of him at the entryway of my pussy. He looked at me as if checking to make sure it was okay and I groaned and wrapped my legs around him so that I could push his cock into me fully. He growled and I felt his cock slide in and out of me with abandon. I could feel every inch of him and I willingly put my legs over his shoulders as he lifted them up. He then proceeded to slam into me even harder and just as I felt my lids begin to shutter closed, he grabbed my hands and stared down at me. We looked into each other’s eyes as he slid in and out of me, and our gaze only broke apart when I came. I moaned loudly and as my fingers dug into his back he couldn’t help but come as well. He grunted before he fell on top of me and kissed me. I sighed as I felt him withdraw from me. He pulled off the condom and pulled me over to him. “So how did you like that?”
“Eh.” I grinned up at him. “I’ve had better.”
“Really?” There went the eyebrows again. I felt his fingers idly playing with my breasts.
“Yeah.” I paused. “I’d say that boys were better than men, actually.”
“Really?” He pinched my nipples hard. “Is that what you would say?”
“Ouch.” I tried to pull away from him. “That hurt.”
He ignored my words, bent his head, and sucked on my nipples again. I felt them grow hard in his mouth as he alternated sucking on each nipple. Then I felt his teeth nipping each one and I felt myself growing wet again. “No, Bradley.” I wriggled under him. “I don’t know if I can go again.” I’d already had three orgasms and wasn’t sure if I could handle another.
“I think you can.” He grinned at me and pulled me on top of him. I felt his cock between my legs and felt myself go weak at the feel of him hardening as I slowly moved back and forth. As I rubbed myself on him, I made sure that the tip of his cock caressed my clit with each pass. I could feel a climax building and increased the speed of my movements. Bradley was grabbing my breasts as I continued to move on top him, and I felt every nerve ending in my body respond to the pleasure I was feeling.