by Falon Stone
“Oh,” she moans, and I know she’s enjoying this.
I press farther until my finger is fully buried inside of her. Adding two fingers to her needy cunt, I fill her completely. My fingers move slowly at first, sliding in and out of her every few seconds until her entire body relaxes and she starts to grind against my face.
“Faster. More,” she pants.
More? Fuck. I’m all about giving her more. I pull one finger out of her pussy, slowly working it inside her ass with the other and add my pinky to her cunt. The only part of my hand not inside of her is my thumb, but that’s for another day.
I quicken my pace, sucking her clit harder and finger-fucking her ass and pussy. Her muscles tighten against my fingers, and her body begins to shake above me. She lets out the loudest moan, followed by curse words before practically collapsing on me.
I give her a minute, softly licking her clit with the flat of my tongue as the aftershocks rake over her body. “I want your ass,” I say, releasing her clit from my mouth when she finally becomes motionless.
“I want you to have all of me,” she replies, and I know I did it right. Without going slow and working my way up to two fingers and giving her a mind-blowing orgasm, she never would’ve offered her ass to me.
I crawl out from under her. “Don’t move,” I tell her, reaching into my nightstand and pulling out a condom and a bottle of special lube.
She’s watching me with wide eyes, back to gnawing on that bottom lip. “You’d better use a lot of lube. You have a big cock, and I don’t know…”
“Shh,” I say, pouring a handful of lube in my palm before fisting my cock, covering the shaft and tip completely. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle and go slow. Raise your ass, baby.”
She nods, burying her face in the comforter again, and lifts her bottom half.
I’m almost giddy with excitement, but I play it cool because I’m not fucking up this moment. The lube drizzles down her ass, dripping onto the bed below her.
Climbing onto the bed behind her, I rub my thumb against her asshole. “Relax, Bella, this will only hurt for a second.” I’m being partially truthful. It’s going to hurt, but hopefully, the pain-pleasure mix will be enough to keep her comfortable. “Touch yourself. I want to watch you play with yourself while I fuck you.”
Fisting my cock, I rub the tip softly against her opening, waiting for her to touch herself. She moans at the sensation, and her ass flexes beneath me.
“Go slow, Cole,” she begs, finally turning to look back at me.
“Always, Bel. Put your fingers in your pussy. I want to see you fuck yourself,” I tell her, dipping the tip of my thumb into her ass.
She thrusts her fingers inside of her, clenching at the intrusion.
“Do you like being filled?”
“I love when you fuck me,” she says, working her fingers in and out of her pussy and contracting around my thumb.
“Pretend it’s my cock inside that sweet cunt of yours while I fuck this ass. Finger-fuck yourself. Be rough. I want you to come on my cock, baby.”
She nods, sealing her eyes shut, and does as I commanded.
Fuck. This is so erotic that I know I’ll be lucky if I last a minute once my dick is fully inside her. I resist the urge to just slide my cock into her, and I let her get herself all worked up by her own hand before I start to press the tip inside.
I replace my thumb with the tip of my cock, slowly pushing it in. She’s tight. So tight that I wonder if this is even possible, but I pause, giving her enough time to acclimate to the feeling. I press a little farther then pull out slowly. She’s taking it so far without complaint. The farther I push inside, the harder she finger-fucks herself.
“Do you like that?” I ask, because fuckin’ A, I do.
“Yes. It feels so…” she starts to say, but she finishes on an inarticulate moan as I push my cock inside her until I have nothing left to give, and I still.
Her body clenches around me, sucking me in and making my legs shake.
“Oh, God.” Bella exhales and licks her lips. “So full. So, so full.”
“You love when I fuck you?” I ask, pulling my cock out before sliding it fully inside her again.
“Yes!” she grunts, bearing down on my dick.
I quicken my pace as she accelerates hers, and my balls start to slap against her hands as she fucks herself. I can’t do this for long. It’s too much. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve felt before. Her fingers are filling her, making her ass even tighter and causing my resistance to slip even more.
“You’re so fucking tight, Bel.” I’m pounding into her, holding her hips in my hands as my body crashes against hers. My balls start to tighten, and the familiar sensation begins to take hold. I can’t hold it off anymore. I can’t stop the orgasm that’s climbing up my body, ready to explode at any moment. “I’m going to come.”
My grip on her hips tightens, and she rocks against me, pushing my cock deeper and making it impossible for me to stop the waves of pleasure from crashing over me. She follows me over the cliff, riding wave after wave of body-quaking orgasm until I can’t breathe and can barely move. I’m lost in the moment, spiraling through the bliss to the afterglow until my body curls on top of hers and I try to fill my lungs with air again.
She collapses under my weight, and my cock’s still buried deep inside of her as we both try to breathe and stop our bodies from shaking. I press my face into her strawberry hair, losing myself in everything Bella.
“God, that was…” She swallows hard, gasping for air. “Amazing.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard before.”
Bella is the perfect mate. There isn’t a thing she’s done since I saved her in the strip club that I haven’t liked. She’s beautiful, caring, and thoughtful, with a sexual appetite second to none. Well, second to mine, of course.
It’s a lie. Her sexual appetite beats mine without a doubt. I don’t know how I’m going to keep up with her after a long day of physical labor, but I have a trick or two up my sleeve.
Epilogue
“Oh. My. God,” Bella says to her sister on the phone, turning to look at me with the biggest eyes.
I don’t dare interrupt. Whatever it is, I know she’ll tell me as soon as they’re done talking. Her sister, Camilla, calls her every day, and I have no idea what the hell they talk about all the time. They text all day long, on top of their daily phone call. Who has that much shit to say to each other? But I’m guilty of it, too. Bella and I text each other when we’re apart and still find things to talk about when I finally make it home from work.
I change the channel, bored with the latest show on the handyman channel. It’s a throwback to old-school craftsmen like Bob Vila, and I’m looking for something a little faster-paced. I stop when I get to NASCAR and relax back into the couch, tossing the remote next to me.
“He did what?” she says, starting to pace around the kitchen, glancing at me as I look in her direction. “I have to tell Cole.”
Hearing my name piques my interest, and although I do my best to pay attention to the dozen cars racing around the track, I can’t get my mind off whatever has her unable to stand still.
“Okay. I’ll call you later. Find out whatever you can about the asshole.”
It’s been ages since we brought up his name, the same guy she was with when I saved her from his fist. I promised Bella I wouldn’t go after him, but it took everything in me to resist the urge to beat him to a pulp. But now, based on their conversation, I’m hoping someone did it for me and that karma truly does exist.
Bella sets her cell phone on the counter and almost skips in my direction. “Guess what?” she asks, plopping down on the couch next to me with barely a stitch of clothing covering her body.
“Fucker died?” I’m hoping she’ll say yes because a piece of scum like that doesn’t deserve to breathe.
Her face scrunches up because she’s far too sweet to wish that type of fate on anyone, even s
omeone who abused her. “No.” She shakes her head and squeezes my leg. “Be nice.”
I roll my eyes. “He’d deserve it.”
“Guess,” she repeats with the biggest, most beautiful smile.
When she’s happy, I’m happy. So whatever the news is that’s practically making her giddy, I know I’ll feel the same. “He moved away?”
She shakes her head again, her long red hair swaying from side to side, brushing against her beautiful breasts. “Nope. He was convicted and sent to prison yesterday.”
That does make me happy. I can’t think of any better news except if the fucker had indeed died. “For how long?” I ask, sitting up and turning to face her.
“Ten years.” She’s almost bouncing on the sofa, and my eyes follow her tits as they do too. “Dumbass was caught selling weapons to undercover ATF. It’s a federal case, and he has to do the whole time. No early parole for that asshole.”
I pull her into my arms, feeling like the weight of his presence near us has been lifted. I know so many times Bella was worried she’d run into him when I wasn’t around to save her. “That’s great news, baby. Happy?” I bury my face in her neck, peppering her skin with kisses as her bare tits press against my chest.
“I can’t begin to describe how I feel,” she says, and she tangles her fingers in the back of my hair.
I cannot even imagine what she might feel at the news, but I know I’m fucking relieved. “It’s amazing. I want to celebrate.”
“I know how we can celebrate.” I waggle my eyebrows.
She pushes against my chest and stares down at me. “You want to put it in my ass again, don’t you?”
“Well,” I say and pause, because her face is dead serious, and I can’t read her at all. “I was just thinking…”
“Go on.” There’s a hint of a smile as the corners of her lips twitch.
I move my hands to her ass cheeks, kneading them in my palms. “I bought something I think you’ll love if you want to let me fuck that sweet ass again, baby.”
Her eyes widen. “I love presents. What did you get me? A new vibrator?” She smiles as her fingers pull roughly on my hair.
I laugh softly and lean forward, closing my lips around her nipple, but my hands never leave her ass. “I bought you a dildo, Bel.”
“A dildo?” She yanks my head backward, using my hair.
“You can fuck yourself with it while I fuck your ass, or I can fuck you with it while my cock is buried in your pussy. It’s your call.”
She gnaws on that damn bottom lip again, staring down at me. “Hmm. It’s entirely my decision?”
I nod, but damn it, I really didn’t buy the dildo to fuck her ass. I only want my cock buried in there.
“How big is it?” she asks.
“I got one as close to the size of my dick as I could.”
“Well, in that case, let’s make it a surprise,” she says, finally releasing her grip on my hair and climbing off the couch. She holds her hand out to me with a devilish smirk. “We’ll see how good you eat my pussy first.”
I slide my hand into hers as I stand and pull her roughly against me. “Baby, I’m going to feast on your pussy until you beg me to stick it in your ass just to give you some relief.”
She giggles, squeezing my biceps under her tiny hands. “Challenge accepted.”
Quickly, I lift her in my arms, throwing her over my shoulder, and stalk off toward our bedroom. Fuck, I’ll lick her pussy all day until my jaw locks if it means I get to ass-fuck her. She plays hard to get. This is our new game. She’s still too embarrassed to admit that she loves anal, but I play along because I’ll do anything to keep Bella happy.
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My tongue is practically glued to the roof of my mouth when I finally open my eyes. My head’s pounding, and the room is still spinning even though I’m not moving. I feel a body on either side of me. A head on my chest and a hand on my cock, gripping it like a vise, and I smile knowing last night turned out great even if I don’t remember a damn thing.
I glance around, but the sun isn’t out yet, and the room is too dark to make much out. There’s a naked woman to my right; I feel her bare breasts on my arm, and someone is near my feet. God, please let the one at my feet be Darby.
I start to backtrack through last night. I faintly remember leaving the club, Darby in tow and two hot redheads looking to get fucked. But I can’t remember anything else. Did I fuck them? Could I fuck them? I was so hammered that the likelihood I was even able to perform well was doubtful.
The hand on my cock tightens and strokes my morning wood. Her head slides down my stomach, heading straight toward my cock before her tongue traces over the tip. The lushness of her tongue and the warmth of her lips make it impossible not to moan. This is heaven and probably the thing I miss most about having a girlfriend, waking up with someone sucking my cock or rolling over and making love to my girl.
Ah, well.
I can’t remember last night, but at least I’ll have this memory to store in my spank bank.
She takes the head of my cock into her mouth, stroking the shaft vigorously with her fingers. I shiver when her tongue swirls around the head as she pulls my dick to the back of her throat.
I reach down, running my hand down her back and trace her spine. When I touch her ass, she inches her bottom closer and spreads her legs. She’s wet and ready as I stroke my fingers between her folds and rub her clit.
After a few minutes, she moves on top of me, positioning my cock against her pussy and pressing down on it until I am completely inside her. Her head is lying on my chest, her face still hidden in the shadows. I think it’s Ginger, but it could be Autumn. Right now, I’m not really picky, and there’s no way in hell I’d tell her to stop.
She fucks me slowly, rising until the head is the only thing left in her and lowers herself back down. “I wish I had tried cock sooner in life,” she says, swirling her hips around on my cock and grinding her clit against my pelvis.
I reach down and grab her hips, holding her as I drive my cock as deep as it’ll go. She feels so good. Better than I remember Kali feeling, but then again, it’s been a long time since I’ve had pussy...especially one this tight.
Wait. Her words come back to me. I wish I had tried cock sooner in life. Then there’s the voice. It’s familiar. Oh. My. God.
“Darby?” I push her hair back, revealing her face in the single ray of morning sun now peeking through the curtains. “Darby! What the fuck?” I screech as she bucks against me, digging her fingernails into my chest.
“Shh,” she says, bringing her lips down to mine. “Don’t ruin this.”
Everything’s ruined. Or at least, it will be. Darby and I have been friends since I started at Eye Candy, and the fact that we’re fucking complicates everything. I’ll never be able to look at her the same way and not picture her naked or feel her tight pussy riding my shaft.
“But-t-t,” I stutter. Maybe I’m still dreaming, or I’m still so drunk that I’m seeing shit. “But I thought you only liked chicks.”
I’m confused. Sure, Kali loved dick and could lick pussy like a champ, but she never claimed to be anti-cock like Darby had said more than once. Usually, people don’t switch teams quite so easily.
“I do.” She sticks her tongue out and traces the tip over my bottom lip. “You didn’t have a problem fucking me last night. Now, shut up and fuck me again.”
Holy hell. I fucked Darby. I can’t remember a damn thing. It’s like I have a tequila block. I’m a little pissed that I can’t even have a flashback, a tiny snippet, but I have right now. She’s riding my cock, begging for me to fuck her. I could say no and not have that awkwardness between us, right? Nope, it’s too late for that now. She’ll have the memory, and I’ll have nothing but the knowledge that I did it and couldn’t remember a fucking second. Literally, a “fucking” second of it.
; It’s hard to think. Hard to rationalize through the debate that’s going on in my head, so I give in to temptation. I give in to the beautiful woman grinding my cock like it’s the best damn ride in the world. I give in to my aching, rock-hard dick that’s buried so far in her I never want it to end.
I flip her over on her back, rolling with her, and pause. “Are you sure you want this?”
I don’t know why I ask. She already gave me the green light, and it’s not like it’s the first time we’ve ever done it either.
She places her hands on my face and stares straight at me. “Just fuck me, Chaz.” She’s dead serious, and I’m game because right now, the raging hard-on and the little devil that sits on my shoulder are both telling me to fuck her brains out and worry about the aftermath later. I’m good with their advice too.
I loop my forearms under her legs, opening her fully and drive the entire length of my cock into her.
Her fingernails dig into my shoulder, almost piercing the skin. “Fuck me slow. I want to feel every inch of you.”
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Acknowledgments
NIX STONE
I want to thank Hugh Hefner for all you have done in your life. If you were thinking about inviting Falon and I to the Playboy Mansion, but not sure if we would accept. We do!