“So, tonight has been amazing,” Lance said.
“I agree,” I reply. “I have to admit I am getting a bit tipsy from all the wine.”
I giggled a bit more than I meant to. Lance took the glass from me and sat it on the coffee table. “Well, we certainly don’t want that. I would rather have you completely present with me, but still having the most fun you can.”
He ran his fingers through my hair and pulled me closer to him gently. He paused a moment in front of my face, looked me in the eyes, and then bent down to kiss me softly on the lips. His mouth tasted good; a mixture of the wine, the sweet scent of him, and the overwhelming attraction and lustful urges that were surging through my body.
I inhaled his sweetness and exhaled my own into his mouth as my tongue penetrated his. He accepted me eagerly, drawing me farther into him. His hand was running through my hair slowly, letting the fingertips gingerly caress my head and cradle me. It felt loving and sweet. This added to my lust.
His other hand was cradling my lower back, massaging me through my dress, caressing the skin beneath. I wanted to rip my clothes off violently and just let him have his way with me. It had all been building for far too long. I needed this man inside of me so badly. He was the thing, the catalyst for my new awakening in life. Things had started to vastly improve since I met him. I knew that I needed to be with him more than I ever wanted to admit to myself. The fear, the apprehension on my part, combined with the willingness to take risks was something I just could not get over in my own mind, but here it was now. I had to let myself go free in my head and let it all come to fruition.
He was kissing me on my neck then, his mouth quickly jumping from my lips, moving slowly down the length until he reached my collar bone. Then he started to go back up. Each kiss was soft, gentle, and sweet mixed with a little bit of love. It felt so good… my body was reacting to the pleasure as he moved his mouth against my skin. I closed my eyes and leaned back a little bit to savor the feeling of him.
“That’s it… right there...” I moaned as he kissed me, sucking at my skin, licking at my body with his sweet tongue. Just those little licks between kisses as he moved up and down my neck were enough to drive me crazy in a way I’d never known before. It was amazing.
I was already getting so wet. My pussy was screaming for release, dying to be penetrated by him. I had to get him inside of me soon. I wasn’t sure how long I would last. I did not want to come without him. It was taking all of my effort to keep from just fingering myself until I came right there for him.
His mouth then moved a bit lower to the top of my exposed chest, taking full advantage of the low cut. I’d worn the dress to show off some cleavage and it made my large double D sized chest look amazing. I could tell that Lance approved of it at least.
His mouth was now on the top of my breast, inching to my cleavage. His mouth was working me, tuning my body to get it primed and ready for the ultimate event that would soon take place. His hands were on the back of the dress now working the zipper, pulling it down and releasing the tension I was feeling inside this prison. My breasts felt instant relief from being pent up. They were now about to be completely exposed to him. I couldn’t wait to see his reaction.
Lance pulled my dress off my shoulders and my breasts came out of their hiding place. His eyes grew a bit wider as he moaned, almost like a wild animal stalking its prey. He was carnal. He was going to take me any way he damn well chose to. That was the sexiest look I’d ever seen.
His mouth found my nipple and sucked hard, covering my breast. It felt so good to be inside his warm, wetness. His tongue flicked back and forth over the nipple before going into a circle response and branching outward to the fullness of my large breast.
His hand was squeezing them, massaging them beneath the kisses which kept moving from one breast to the other. My body was on fire with sweet desire. I was aching to burst out of my skin it seemed. I was sweating already, beads falling down my neck, and even between my breasts.
Lance continued making his way down my body and as he did so, he pulled the dress from me, lowering it to the floor until I was sitting there in nothing but my panties. Lance then used his mouth to work his way up my inner thigh until he reached those panties. He kissed me through them, his tongue pushing the fabric into me and getting the slightest taste of my vessel.
“Oh, that’s good…” Lance said.
“Pull them off. I want you to lick me,” I said.
He did as I asked. A moment later I was completely bare for him. His mouth went to work kissing me down there. His lips felt perfect on my clit, massaging my outer lips with his mouth, kissing me, and then flicking his tongue into my tight pussy. It was just as I had imagined it all in my dream, but even more intense. Every fiber of my being was on fire with desire for this man.
He pulled his tongue out slowly from my insides. He stared up at me with disbelieving yet hungry eyes. “Wow… that was incredible. You taste like perfection.”
“Then keep eating,” I grinned.
I grabbed the back of his head and forcefully pinned his face to my crotch. His tongue went to work instantly, shoving itself up inside of me and lashing back and forth, penetrating me, fucking me with his mouth and then pushing out enough to involve my clit.
I let go of his head and leaned back as he went to work on me. His tongue was now focused on my clit. He massaged it in circles, tickling the tip of the nub with expert precision and then backing off just enough to not send me overboard yet.
He then added one of his thick fingers. His index finger pushed between my slit and entered me until he reached the third knuckle. Yes, that felt so good…combined with his tongue was enough to send me completely off the rails. I felt like I was going to come soon. I was getting so close, but I had to fight it. I had to wait…
I couldn’t… “I’m coming!”
Lance intensified his licking, lapping his tongue almost violently against my clit. It was wonderful. Sensations of total bliss were wallowing through my being, bringing me closer and closer… until…. “Yes!” I moaned as I came. My body shook violently, shuddering from head to toe until I didn’t know which way was up. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to hold on without falling off the couch. My body was going into little spasms from the sweetness of it all. It was almost too much.
Lance put his mouth over my pussy and did his best to suck up the juices as they spewed from my sweet pussy. His mouth was being overflowed by it. He didn’t seem to care, nor did he slow down. If anything, his oral sex only intensified.
Finally, my body began to recover from the huge orgasm. I opened my eyes again. This time I saw Lance standing up in front of me. He had a look full of desire in his eyes and he was stroking my hair gently. His face softened to become loving towards me. It was a beautiful moment. I needed him right then more than I’ve ever needed anyone.
“Take off your clothes,” I demanded.
Lance began to undress in front of me. He removed his shirt to reveal his toned upper body. His chest was beautifully sculpted, his abs tight and shredded. He was lean, but muscular. His broad shoulders looked fantastic in the glistening light illuminating his sweat.
He then removed his pants. The entire time he was staring right into me, looking at my body, my eyes, and then allowing his gaze to move along my body up and down my form.
He let his pants drop to the floor and kicked off his shoes. Then he removed his boxers. That was the finale. He was now there in front of me completely naked. His body was perfect. There were absolutely no flaws in him at all.
His cock was huge. It was thick and smooth, a large head, and a long shaft that I could not wait to have inside of me. I took it in my hands and began to rub him, stroking him to an even harder level. He was growing thicker by the second, his body really responding to my intentions.
Then I had to do it. I’d been wondering what he tasted like since the moment I met him. No matter how hard I’d tried to fight it, I could not resist
the urge anymore. I had to have him in my mouth.
I opened my mouth widely and closed it around his tip, letting the large, mushroom head of his cock enter my mouth. My lips wrapped around him tightly as I sucked hard on his tip, and then gently sucked again. The flavor of his cock, of his skin was mind blowing. I was so turned on I could not stand it. I thought I might actually come again before this was over. I couldn’t wait.
But right now, I was working on pleasuring Lance. I opened my mouth a little wider and allowed his cock to slide into my mouth farther until I was almost at the base of him. I was shocked that I could get him all the way into my mouth, but I did my best to keep my throat open and give him room to move.
“Oh, fuck,” Lance moaned. “Yeah, let me fuck that throat.”
I held myself still and my throat open as he pumped his cock all the way in and back out. He was gasping now with pleasure. I was on the verge of gagging, but it was an involuntary reflex. This was the most delicious thing I’d ever put into my mouth and I knew that I would never be able to have a greater oral pleasure than this right here. And the way that Lance was enjoying me, enjoying my body was brilliant. It was beautiful and so was he.
I took him back into my mouth and swallowed him all the way down, sucking hard the entire time. The slurping sounds were erotic, and they accompanied his moans. I loved the sounds of it all. My tongue slurped up and down the sides of his cock as I swallowed him down into my mouth. When he reached the back of my throat, he would give me a little pump to try to get in even farther.
My teeth grazed the sides and every time they did, he seemed to moan a little more loudly with pleasure. I took that as a cue. My mouth tightened the grip around his hard cock, and I sucked him harder, moving my mouth up and down on him faster. I was practically gulping him down my throat now and as he grew even harder inside of me, I kept getting wetter.
I pulled him out of my mouth, and I gasped for air. I was getting dizzy from sucking so hard on him, but it was wonderful. It added to the electricity being exchanged between the two of us.
“I need you inside of me,” I groaned loudly as I stroked his hard cock.
“Turn around,” Lance demanded. I loved hearing him give me orders. It made me feel so weak and protected by him. He would take care of everything. Tapping into my own vulnerability was sexy to me now.
I assumed the position and he entered me quickly from behind. I gasped loudly as he pushed his hard cock into my tight pussy. He was so big, so wide and thick. I could barely fit him into me, and as my body struggled with the fit, he pushed a little bit harder, a little bit at a time until I was totally accepting of him. Then he paused a moment and pulsated inside of me. This was amazing. My body began to quiver with the sensations. I could hardly breathe as he began to pump his hard dick inside of me, essentially pounding me good and hard now.
It was such a tight fit.
“Fuck! Oh… shit… give it to me… that’s it…” I groaned. I was almost possessed by the want and the need of him.
Lance accommodated my wishes and he started to pound me nice and hard, in long, slow, pulsating movements. With every single thrust, I felt myself coming closer to an orgasm. I could feel it building and I knew that it was going to be even more epic, more all-consuming this time. I wanted desperately to come all over his hard cock.
“You are so tight… ah… yes…” Lance was whispering in my ear as he pumped his cock into my pussy, stretching me even wider. It was almost painful now, but it was a good type of pain. It was satisfying beyond measure.
“I’m coming!” Lance growled.
A moment later I felt him exploding inside of me. As he did so, he stopped at the end of each thrust, as if he was shooting every single drop of his sweet load inside of me. I could feel his hot juice flowing in my body now. This sensation instantly triggered my own orgasm.
“Fuck!” I yelled as my body climaxed hard. Every muscle tightened, tensed up, and then released with flowing pleasure lighting up every single synapse of my brain until I thought I might explode. My body shook again, this time even more savagely. The tightness in my chest made it hard to breathe as I suffered through the agonizing pleasure and waited to see if my toes would curl enough to break.
As my body finally finished the epic orgasm and collapsed down on the couch, I realized that Lance was still inside of me. He was moving slowly in and out of me now, waiting for his own orgasm to finish up. I could feel a little bit of his cum still pouring out of him, but he was essentially finished. It felt warm and comforting being in his embrace right then.
He rubbed my shoulders and hugged me tightly against him as we snuggled together. He kissed the back of my neck, nuzzled against my hair and then kissed me on the lips while turning my head back towards him. His kiss was soft, sweet, and inviting. It felt like he was inviting me to stay in his world for a while.
“That was amazing,” Lance said. “This feels… right somehow… you know?”
I was a bit put off by his question, but I let it go. It was still the heat of the moment, the aftereffects of some amazing sex. We were both feeling the highs of the hormones and chemicals in our bodies that compelled us to be together. There was very little that would be said right then that I fully trusted.
“I know what you mean,” I said.
And then all was silent. We laid there on the couch snuggling together, drifting off to sleep. But I had to wonder, confused a bit about what Lance had said. Was he already getting really attached? Did he see a future with us?
I had been feeling the same way earlier, but now that the sex was out of my system and I could once again think logically, and I wasn’t sure I really wanted this to go farther. Sex was one thing, but a relationship was something else entirely. Then again, I didn’t want meaningless sex either. Shit. This might have been a mistake. Now I was even more confused than I had been before.
Soon sleep found me and when I woke up the next morning, I realized I’d made a decision.
Chapter Eleven
Lance
I kept thinking about Kat. The sex was amazing. I’d never had sex that fantastic before. I really believed this. It was addictive and I wanted so much more of it. I could not wait until I saw her again. I wasn’t sure when that might be though. When Kat left there was something a bit off about her, as if she had something on her mind. I felt that we’d both loved the evening we’d shared and that there were no regrets from either me or her, but there was something bothering her. I wondered what…
I was halfway through my breakfast before I realized it. I’d said something stupid last night. Right after sex, I told her something about how special I thought this was. Something to that affect, I thought. I was almost half asleep and still drunk on sex. My mind was totally bugging out with pleasure. I could not wait to make love to Kat again. I really hoped we got the chance. But I wasn’t sure now. I’d probably scared her off into thinking I was planning for this thing to become so serious. Shit. Why did I say that?
My first instinct was to text her and apologize about it, but I immediately stopped myself. It would be weird and kind of weak if I did that. The best thing to do would be to show her that I didn’t really mean that. I was not thinking of us in terms of a relationship. She had already expressed her concerns about that, and those concerns echoed my same exact sentiment as well. I was fine with things the way they were. There was no reason to rush anything.
But I did hope we would get together again very soon. I could not believe how amazing it felt to be with her last night. And as I sat there eating my eggs and pancakes, I began to realize that I did have actual, real feelings for Kat. Shit. I was starting to fall for her. It was a combination of her intelligence, wit, beauty, strength, and then that mind blowing sex on top of it. Wow…I could hardly believe it.
I was just at a loss for words. I was falling in love with this woman. I didn’t think I’d ever had that happen before. In fact, I was starting to think I was actually immune to love, and I would ne
ver even want to be with a woman long term for any reason. I was having too much fun being me. But for the first time, I was starting to see how I might have trouble letting this woman go.
And I really hoped I didn’t scare her off for good.
I tried not to worry about it. I had other things on my plate. My father had finally texted met that we would be having our dinner tonight. I was ready to finally get that over with.
I finished my breakfast and went into the other room to play some pool. I had the day off and I was feeling a bit antsy. It was a long, looming day in front of me without anything productive on my schedule. I typically hated that, but this day I was feeling tired and I wanted to stay lost in my thoughts. Mostly, I wanted to think about Kat and how much I already missed her.
She’d woke up early that morning, even before me and I usually get up about five or so. I didn’t have my alarm set, so that threw me off a bit. Kat was already getting dressed. I asked her if she wanted to stay and have breakfast, but she said she was already late and had ordered a ride. She said she would talk to me later.
And just like that, she was gone. So, I had the house to myself once again and I decided to start the morning off with a solid breakfast. As I tried to forget about things and concentrate on the game of pool I was playing with myself, I kept thinking about Kat and how fast she had wanted to leave. I didn’t know if I really bought the story that she had to get right to work or not. I knew she hated that job and she’d told me her boss was a real bitch, but there still seemed to be something off about it all.
I finished the game of pool and then went to my home gym to get a good workout in. After working up a sweat, I met a friend of mine named Joey for a game of racquetball to work up an even bigger sweat (but at least I was able to skip the treadmill cardio I typically did after my workouts). After that, we had a few drinks and a burger.
Then I met Troy on the golf course for eighteen holes. By the time it was time to meet my father, I’d had a long, fun day of wasting time. I felt a bit weird about having that much leisure, but at least I was being active and doing something fun. I thought I might even go hand gliding or rock climbing this coming weekend. I loved to keep myself busy and active. I suspected Kat was kind of the same way. If I kept myself sitting around in one spot for too long, I started to feel jumpy.
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