Key West

by Lacey Alexander

  “Who’s gonna take care of that?” she said, pointing toward his cock.

  He chuckled cynically. “That doesn’t need any help right now. In fact, that needs to calm down.”

  Looking back at her pussy, he began to guide the vibrator in slowly widening circles inside her, trying to gently prepare her cunt to be expanded as the night went on. He continued the same motion with the buzzing toy for a long, languid while, thinking he might relax her pussy even as he worked it, also thinking that going slow might relax his raging hard-on, too. When he glanced in the mirror, he found his angel gently squeezing her breasts in her hands, her eyes shut. Damn, she looked hot. So much for relaxing his cock—the sight jolted him straight back to full rigidity.

  Still working the toy, he reached behind him for the cock-shaped vibrator, both longer and thicker than the cylinder in her now. He lifted it to her mouth, nudged it lightly against her lips. Her eyes opened in hot glassy slits. “Suck it,” he whispered.

  She eased her mouth open, letting him slide the faux dick inside. She continued caressing her breasts as she made the toy wet for him with her luscious mouth. Her lips looked so pretty wrapped around it. Fuck, there he went—harder still.

  “Now you,” she said when he drew it from her mouth.

  “What?”

  “Now you. Suck it.”

  He gave her a questioning grin. “Why?”

  “I want to see what you would look like. Sucking another guy’s cock.”

  Although he expected his erection to shrivel, his groin tightened instead. “Color me surprised,” he said, thinking of his own reaction, but addressing her. “I can’t believe sweet little angel Carrie, who’s afraid to touch her own breasts unless she’s drunk, would ever even think about two guys being together, let alone get aroused by it.”

  “I’m not sure yet if I’m aroused by it. Color me curious.”

  He simply looked at her. Key West might be one of the gay capitals of the U.S.A., and he might even know plenty of people here who lived a bi-life, but he’d never personally had any interest in experimenting with it.

  “Do it,” she prodded.

  “Color you bossy,” he whispered.

  “Color me someone who has tried so many new things since I met you that this is the least you can do for me in return.”

  He couldn’t argue with that. And besides, why was he being so resistant—it was a sex toy, not a real dick. He laughed. “Fine. You want me to suck a cock for you, I’ll suck a cock for you.”

  And if he was going to do it, he wasn’t going to do it halfway. Taking the toy back from her, he parted his lips and closed them around the head of the shaft. The rubber didn’t taste particularly good, but if she could take it without complaining, so could he. Summoning more saliva from his throat to mask the flavor, he slid it deeper into his mouth, surprised to find himself a little fascinated to see what women felt like when they sucked a cock. As he began to move the toy in and out between his lips, he used the same rhythm on the vibrator in her pussy.

  Despite himself, her eyes shining on him aroused him, made him want to give her what she wanted, maybe surprise her with his lack of reluctance. He let his eyes fall shut and felt a heartbeat pulse at the base of his cock. Felt a strangely pleasing sense of satiation at having his mouth filled so full. Opened his eyes and gazed at her as he eased the phallus in and out. Relished the heat in her eyes, the sexy way she tweaked her nipples, then massaged her breasts, no longer shy about it.

  Slowly, he extracted the shaft from his mouth, amazed at the way his lips felt stretched now, that quickly, and gaining a new understanding of why a woman’s lips sometimes appeared so sexy and swollen after a long round of cock-sucking.

  “Well?” he said.

  She looked completely entranced, fully aroused. She still pinched her nipples lightly. “You looked hot. Really hot.”

  He let a small smile steal over him. “Glad you enjoyed it, since that’s the only time you’ll get to see it. Now,” he said, refocusing attention on her, where he wanted it, “I’m betting after that you’re ready for something bigger in your pussy, hmm?”

  She wore a sexy little grin as she nodded.

  He held up the pink toy once more. “How does this compare to your ex?”

  She studied it a moment. “I’d say he was slightly smaller.”

  Good. That meant this cock would provide real progress toward getting his own inside her little opening.

  Easing the neon vibrator out, he immediately began to insert the dick-shaped one.

  He’d hoped it might slide right in, but he met resistance immediately.

  Checking her expression, he found her eyes shut, her teeth clenched lightly. But she still caressed her breasts.

  “Rock against it,” he whispered. “Softly.”

  She began to grind at it.

  “That’s right, baby. Just get it wet, get your pussy wanting it. I know your hot little cunt can take this, baby. You’re too excited for it not to.”

  He was meeting her movements with small thrusts of the toy, and looked down in time to see the head ease inside. His groin tightened.

  “Mmm, it’s starting to go, babe. Just relax those pussy muscles, and think how good it’s gonna feel sliding in and out of your pretty cunt.”

  He thrust the fake cock with a little more force, recalling girls he’d known when he was young, when every pussy he encountered needed to be prodded a little before opening. To his pleasure, the shaft sank at least another inch deeper, and then another.

  “You’re doing so good, angel. How does it feel?”

  She let out a sigh. “Good, but…full.”

  “I know,” he whispered. “Just think how bad you want my cock inside you and let yourself open wider and wider. Just think about how I looked sucking this same cock for you.”

  Her pussy took another three inches, most of the vibrator, on his next push. It felt like his dick grew another three inches.

  “Open your eyes, angel. Look in the mirror. Look at your cunt swallowing the biggest thing that’s ever been inside it.”

  She followed his command, sitting up slightly, looking entranced at the sight of her pussy taking the vibrator. She toyed with her nipples, continuing to watch as he experimented with sliding it in and out.

  “Is it getting more comfortable?”

  She nodded.

  “Mmm, good. Just lay back and relax, and let me fuck you with this until your pussy is good and used to it.”

  She did as he suggested and he continued in his task, determined to loosen her hot little passageway even more.

  Silent minutes later, he realized it was sliding in and out of her with much more ease, and that she’d resumed moving against it a little harder.

  “How’s that feeling now, baby?”

  “Good,” she said. “Really good.” Her eyes were closed, but the little catch in her voice edged up his excitement—she sounded hot and aroused.

  He didn’t waste a second waiting to push the cock harder, deeper, into her. She cried out, but still caressed herself, now gliding one hand over her smooth stomach, the curve of her hip, as the other explored the lower ridge of her breast.

  “So pretty,” he crooned, watching her. “So fucking pretty, angel.” He drove the toy in deeper, deeper, until she was taking its full length, which the package had said was seven inches. He took the opportunity to begin moving the base in circles, still attempting to widen her, to gently bore into the walls of her cunt and stretch their boundaries.

  She moaned now—good, hot moans that spelled thickening pleasure.

  “Tell me you like this big cock in you,” he whispered, feeling dirty.

  “Mmm, I like this big cock in me,” she breathed. “And in you.” Her mouth quirked into a smile even as she kept her eyes shut.

  “Cute,” he said, ramming the vibrator into her a little deeper, making her yelp with a laugh. “Want this one on now?” he whispered. “It vibrates, too.”

  “Mmm,
yes.”

  Good. Very good.

  He twisted the knob on the end and listened to the low hum fill her cunt.

  “Um,” she began uncertainly, wriggling against the toy, “that’s really nice. Does it go faster?”

  “Oh, baby,” he purred. “Yeah, it can go faster.” When he turned the knob all the way, the buzz increased and his angel let out a delicious moan. “Fuck it,” he whispered. “Fuck it for me.”

  She moved against it in firm, deliberate strokes. He pushed it up into her, harder, faster, amazed at this new plateau they’d suddenly reached. Before he knew it, the vibrator was slipping in and out of her pussy with ease.

  “I think you’re ready for toy number three,” he announced.

  “But I like this one,” she whined sweetly.

  He smiled and bent to brush a kiss across her taut nipple. “Too bad. Because after toy number three, the next step up is me, and I’m getting impatient.”

  “You’re incredibly patient,” she said, turning earnest and sincere.

  “You’re worth it.”

  With that, he turned off the vibrating cock and drew it out, replacing it with the bigger, thicker dildo. He knew without trying that this one would not just slip in, even as wet and loose as she’d started to get. He nudged it at her open hole anyway, only to hear her moan in discomfort.

  “Sorry, baby,” he whispered, realizing he hadn’t lubricated this one first. After wetting the end of the new toy with his mouth, he tried to enter her with it again. The big head began to ease its way inside, but didn’t quite go.

  “Relax, angel,” he whispered, realizing she’d tensed up. “Relax your muscles. Relax your pussy. Think about fucking me. Think about how good it’s gonna feel to get my big cock inside you.”

  He sensed her relaxing and nudged the head of the dildo against her once more in short, firm thrusts. The head began to go, slowly, slowly. “That’s right, baby. You can take this big cock. I know you can.”

  The rest of the head disappeared, but damn—it was such a tight fit, his next gentle thrusts didn’t move it a fraction of an inch. “Is this hurting, angel?”

  She shook her head against her pillow. “No. But…”

  “But what?”

  She let out a distressed sigh. “I’m not sure this one is going to fit. It’s so huge. I don’t think it’s going to work.”

  He tilted his head. He wanted desperately to keep trying. He wanted desperately to fuck her…to make love to her. Yep, make love, because after all they were going through to get there, by the time it happened, he knew it was going to be more than just a fuck. Maybe it would have been more than just a fuck anyway, given how thoroughly she’d taken over his mind and permeated his senses. Either way, he didn’t want to quit—he wanted so badly to know the joy of being inside her, of having her wrap her arms and legs around him, of having her pant and moan for his cock—not one of these toys, and to come in her. He needed to come in her like he needed to breathe.

  “I’ve got an idea,” he said.

  She sat up slightly, on her elbows. “What?”

  “Do you have a razor here?”

  She nodded, looking uncertain.

  “Shaving cream?”

  “Yeah.”

  He smiled slightly. “Do you trust me?”

  She nodded again, looking so serious it made his heart feel like it was bending, twisting into a knot in his chest.

  “Then come with me,” he said, taking her hand and helping her up from the bed.

  He led her into the bathroom, pleased to see a big, oval-shaped Jacuzzi tub. Turning on the water and testing it for warmth, he plugged the tub and added a generous helping of the bubble bath he found on the sink. She stood behind him naked the whole time, clearly waiting to be filled in, until finally she said, “What are you doing?”

  He turned on her with a grin. “Brace yourself.”

  Her eyes went wide.

  “I’m gonna shave your pussy,” he said.

  Chapter Six

  “What?” she gasped, clearly stunned.

  “You heard me,” he replied with a smile. “I’m gonna shave the hair off your pussy.”

  “Why?” She looked completely confused.

  “Two reasons,” he said, holding up two fingers. “One—I like shaved pussies. And two—it’ll excite you. So much that maybe, just maybe, you’ll open up enough to get me inside.”

  She simply blinked. “What makes you so sure it’ll excite me?”

  He hesitated, not wanting to say too much, wanting to make sure she felt special—because she was special. “I just happen to know that most women find it very erotic to remove the hair from their pussies, whether they do it or someone else does.”

  “Have you shaved someone before?”

  He grinned. “No. It’ll be a first.”

  She raised her eyebrows. “And you think I’m going to let you play with a razor there?”

  “That’s where the trust comes in, angel.”

  She sighed. “And do you feel totally confident you can accomplish this without cutting me?”

  He tilted his head. “I wouldn’t have suggested it if I had even the slightest doubt.” He narrowed his gaze on her. “Besides, I can’t imagine anything hotter than removing your hair there, baring your pussy to me. Think of it as…a gift. That you’re giving me.”

  Carrie’s breathing began to feel uneven. She was beginning to think there was honestly nothing—nothing—she would deny this man. For even as his request had turned her instantly nervous, so far he’d brought her only the greatest pleasure, and as she contemplated having him kneel between her legs and shave her, her pussy began to feel even more engorged with heat than it had all night, tingling and achy. “Okay,” she said.

  She expected him to flash his usual sexy grin, but instead, he only narrowed his eyes into hot slits. “Get the shaving cream.”

  She turned to dig in the bag where she’d packed her bathroom items, producing a lavender can and a pink disposable razor. He took them from her and set them on the edge of the tub, then turned off the water. Stepping in, he settled slowly down into the frothing bubbles before patting the tub’s edge. “Sit here.”

  Immersing her feet in the warm water beneath the white suds, she lowered her ass to the side of the tub.

  “Spread your legs, as wide as you can, and sit as close to the edge as possible.”

  She did as he asked, scooting outward a couple of inches.

  He moved between her legs, studying her pussy. “So fucking pretty, baby,” he breathed, lowering a light kiss to her swollen clit. The pleasure shot through her, thick and sweet. He smiled up into her eyes. “But it’s gonna be even prettier in a few minutes.”

  She bit her lip, watching as he shook up her shaving cream and sprayed a dollop into his palm. He took two slow swipes with it, one on each side of her gaping slit, gliding it down toward her ass.

  Lifting the razor, he drew it swift but gentle up from the back of her thigh over the widest part of her mound. The sight of him, doing something so personal, in the most intimate place on her body, added to the sensations in her pussy, igniting fresh flames.

  He worked carefully, slowly, coming in from the outer region, easing the razor up the ridge that edged her pink slit. Each stroke filled her with a new, deeper sort of lust. Her breasts grew so heavy she could barely stand it, and she could have sworn her cunt swelled with excitement even as he worked over it.

  When he finished the first side, he smiled up at her. “Your pussy’s so hot, angel.”

  She nearly hissed in her breath as ripples of pleasure ran up her arms, down her thighs. “Sure as hell getting that way,” she murmured.

  He grinned. “I told you.”

  She could only nod.

  He shaved the other side in the same slow, deliberate fashion. The entire time, her cunt felt on the edge of explosion. Watching, she could see her mound being denuded, just like she’d noticed on some girls who’d eventually gotten naked on
the Party Barge, and on her hotel neighbor, Amy. It was as if she were baring herself—her body and soul—to him even further, as if she were letting him become even more intimate with her most private area, something she hadn’t thought possible. Heat and tension gathered thick between her thighs—she felt herself dripping from her center. Each time he raised his gaze to hers, she saw that stark intimacy in his eyes, too. It was almost too much to survive—too much desire to bear. She had to take a deep breath, work to steady her breathing, lest she begin to tremble.

  Finally, he splashed a little water up to wash away the remains of shaving cream—and even that set off tiny fireworks inside her. Glancing down, she saw he’d left the hair above her pussy untouched, only shaving it to a little point that met the top of her slit.

  Then he checked his work, running his fingers over her newly silken skin below. “Mmm, you’re so slick and smooth for me now, angel.” His fingers, gliding over her soft, bare flesh, sent still more darts of pleasure through the depths of her cunt.

  “Ease down on your knees in the tub for me, babe,” he instructed.

  She immersed her pussy just slightly in the water before raising back up to kneel before him. She caught a glimpse of his enormous cock standing at full attention, jutting up through the bubbles. The sight stirred her so deeply, she said, “I have to suck you,” and immediately bent to take him in her mouth. She’d had those fake cocks filling her pussy—she needed desperately to take his real one into her, in some way.

  God, it felt amazing to be able to give him a blowjob in the tub without even being close to dipping her face in the water. She wanted so much to please him—she worked her hungry mouth up and down, taking as much of his shaft as she could, loving the way it filled her mouth, stretching it in the same way he was attempting to stretch her pussy. Like her cunt, her mouth had never had such a big cock, either, and his size easily magnified her pleasure.

  When she released him, he looked weak with passion but determined, and she realized he held the big ten-inch dildo in his hand. Submerging it in the bubbles and water, he brought it up between her thighs and thrust it into her pussy.