“Fuck no.” He slapped my ass and squeezed it. “I’d like to get back in one piece.”
“Can I drive next time?” I leaned back against him.
“Maybe...” He held my hand as we walked over to his motorcycle.
My mind was reeling as the motorcycle engine kept the fire between my legs roaring on our way back to Club Infinite Fantasy. I couldn’t believe I was about to do things with Jedrek that I had never done with a man before. I barely knew him. Even with my lust taking over for the first time in my life, I couldn’t help but think back to what he said. He was only one part of my fantasy. Did that mean we were making a mistake? Was the moment we shared going to be one that I regretted when Angelina pushed me towards another piece of my fantasy? I tried to rationalize my feelings, but it occurred to me that I had lived my life trying to figure that sort of thing out. I was trapped in a moment. The moment was magical. It was time to let go of the innocent virgin that was scared to reach for what I wanted.
I want Jedrek. It’s time to embrace my fantasy and think about myself for a change.
Chapter 6: Savannah
Jedrek’s lips were on mine the moment we arrived back at my suite. He was so passionate, so carefree, and so amazingly hot. I pushed his leather jacket off his shoulders and felt it drop towards the floor. He moved his hands along the front of my t-shirt, squeezing my breasts in his thick, calloused hands. His touch was rough, his hunger was explosive, and I couldn’t wait for him to ravage my virginity. He might not have been the kind of man I saw myself with in the long term, but in that moment, he was everything I needed to put my past behind me. I tugged on his t-shirt and the seal our lips had formed was broken when I pulled it over his head. He pushed my thin denim jacket off and nearly tore my t-shirt as he pulled it off. I felt his flesh pressed against mine and I looked up into his eyes, which were filled with intensity.
“These look like they hurt.” I ran my fingers along his chest, touching scars that appeared to have been left behind by bullets.
“Scars are a reminder of the person you were when you got them.” He moved his hands to my bra and unsnapped it. “I bet you have some, too; they’re just not out there for the world to see like mine are.”
“You’re right.” I nodded and exhaled sharply.
“Then let me heal them.” He tossed my bra to the side and grabbed the front of my jeans.
His touch was like fire against my flesh. He unsnapped my jeans and pushed me back towards the bed. I sank into the down comforter and he removed my shoes, followed by my jeans. The only thing between him and my innocence was a thin pair of cotton panties. His lips traced my leg from my ankle to my inner thigh and then he gripped my panties in his powerful hands. I leaned up so he could pull them past my hips, down my thighs, and then they joined the rest of my clothes on the floor.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He pushed my legs apart and climbed on the bed. “Don’t be scared. I’m going to take good care of you tonight.”
“I’m not scared.” I smiled as I shook my head back and forth. “Not anymore.”
Fear had been my barrier for so long. The fear of rejection, the fear of being inadequate if Dominic did choose me, and the terror that could accompany both. I was afraid of losing Dominic, and as I clung onto him for dear life, he was slipping into the clutches of someone that would never treat him the way he deserved. I couldn’t save him. I had to forget that part of my life. I would always be his friend, but I would never be his lover. That feeling had never been peaceful before. It was always ground in fear, apprehension and potential heartbreak. In Jedrek’s arms, I felt like someone else. I felt like the person I was meant to be was coming alive. It was like opening my eyes to the world for the very first time.
“You don’t know how much of a treasure you are, but I do.” His lips drifted along my inner thighs again, stopping when I felt his breath on my labia. “I’m going to treat you the way you deserve to be treated.”
“That sounds amazing.” I let out a gasp when his tongue started to slowly move against the tender flesh next to my pussy.
Jedrek’s tongue was unlike anything I had felt before. It moved slow enough to tease, but with enough force to show me what I was going to get before it was over. He slid against my labia, pushed it apart, and then plunged into my wetness. I felt it push against my hymen for a moment before pulling back and plunging in again. The nerves that had previously only been stimulated by my finger felt like they were on fire when his taste buds rubbed against them. He licked up my labia, moving towards my clitoris. His tongue pushed against the hood, circling it several times before he pushed it back with his finger and let his tongue taste the bundle of nerves. A sensation of pleasure surged through me that unbelievable.
“That feels really good!” Another gasp rushed from my lips as I felt him start to bring my pleasure to life.
“You deserve this—every night.” His hot breath ricocheted against my clitoris and then I felt his tongue again.
Pleasure was so simple, yet it contained all of the complexities of the world in a single touch. I had no promise of a future with Jedrek. We had the night. We had each other with our fantasies being pulled into the open. There was a vulnerability that existed between us both. It didn’t have to be a complicated mess with emotions and heartbreak. It was an experience that we were going to share and one I knew I would never forget. He would always be my first real date, the first man to touch me, and I had no idea what that would mean when the morning came. I was scared to fall in love with someone I just met, especially when my life had been consumed with it as long as I had understood attraction. My inhibitions were the barrier to my heart, just like my innocence and fear were barriers against the world. Jedrek was tearing them down and it felt amazing.
“Don’t stop.” I ran my fingers through his hair.
His fingers moved my labia apart and his tongue danced across my flesh. He circled my clitoris until I thought I was going to erupt and then slid his tongue back down to my wetness. His saliva mixed with my lust and I felt the pathway he would eventually use to take my virginity forming beneath his breath. Inside my body, I was feeling the fire roaring through me. There was a pressure building that was taking me closer to my first orgasm with a man. I latched onto the back of his head with both hands when I felt his tongue against my clitoris again. I wanted him to stay there. I wanted him to massage it until my body reached the climax I craved. I moved my hips against his tongue, begging with everything inside me for him to keep going. Just when the moment was almost there, he slid his tongue back towards my pussy again.
“You’re such a tease. I was so close!” I let out a frustrated sigh and my head rolled back against the bed.
“I like watching you squirm.” He rolled his tongue around my clitoris again. “It’s getting me hard as a rock, just feeling your body react to my touch.”
“Can I see?” I leaned up on my elbows. “I want to see what I’m doing to you.”
He unfastened his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. I watched as his boxers came down and revealed an enormous cock that was engorged with his lust. Seeing it made my body react even more and it felt like the inside of my pussy was literally sweating at the sight of it. I reached out and squeezed his cock, rubbing my hand along the shaft. It reacted to my touch, throbbing as I massaged it. He started to shift on the bed and turned so that the bottom of his cock was facing me. He backed up on his knees until I could reach it and then leaned forward. His lips started kissing down my abdomen and I saw his cock throb again when I started to moan.
“The more you play with it, the harder I’m going to lick you.” He looked back towards me and smiled.
I traced his powerful thighs with my fingernails and moved them along his ass. His balls were enormous orbs hanging down from his pelvis. I ran my fingernails across them and felt him twitch, and his tongue jerked slightly. It sent shivers through my body. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started stroking, feeling his
girth get tighter in my fist. His tongue started to move faster, pressing against my clitoris with more fury, which made me stroke him even faster. His hips began to grind and I imagined those hips pushing into me, driving his cock inside my pussy. The fire roaring inside me started to rage and the pressure built to a fever. It felt like every inch of my flesh was on fire. I felt the pressure build to the point of no return and I had nothing left but the release I craved.
“I’m gonna cum!” My body started to shake and my muscles tightened.
I thought I knew what an orgasm felt like after pleasuring myself for so long in secret behind closed doors. I was wrong. There was nothing that compared to the feeling Jedrek sent coursing through my veins. I felt like I was connecting with the world on a spiritual level for the first time. My back arched and the feeling was too intense for me to keep stroking his cock. I gripped the down comforter with both hands and arched my back against his tongue. It swirled against my clitoris, bringing all of the pressure to the surface.
This is unbelievable—oh my god, I’m in heaven.
I felt my pussy spasming, massaging my vaginal walls with my own orgasm. I had never felt that before. I felt my body relax as my orgasm came to life underneath his tongue. The release was like alcohol in my veins, lust in my soul, and an overwhelming feeling of perfection all at the same time. When it finally subsided, I felt weak and disoriented, with my head spinning faster than any glass of wine had ever managed to accomplish, even when I was too drunk to walk straight. He started to shift his weight, moving down the bed on his knees. I knew what was coming and I was ready for him to take my virginity.
“Now you’re going to find out what you’ve been missing out on for so long.” He reached off the bed and leaned up with a condom in his hand. “Are you ready?”
“Yes.” I nodded quickly and he tore the wrapper with his teeth.
The condom stretched out along his length and then he pushed the glans against my wetness. I was so turned on that it didn’t take much for him to start entering me, but there was a tightness that kept him from getting very far. The glans pushed against my hymen and then I felt him thrust against it slowly. He pulled back and repeated the motion several times, stretching the entrance of my pussy with his girth. Once it was easier for him to enter me, he pushed against my hymen even harder. The last moment of my innocence was begging to be shattered. I shifted my hips and his weight descended inside me, stretching my hymen as far as it could before I finally felt it tear. The sting was intense at first, but it subsided once he began to slowly move inside me. It felt like a weight had been lifted from my soul. I never knew how badly I needed it until that moment.
“Tell me if it hurts.” He pulled his cock back to the entrance of my pussy and began to push himself inside me again.
“It feels good.” A weak smile formed on my lips.
“Don’t lie to me.” He pushed my legs apart and slowly withdrew. “Tell me the truth and I’ll make sure you get to cum again.”
“Okay.” I nodded. “Maybe a little slower for now.”
I wanted him to feel the same pleasure I felt and I was willing to endure the agony if that was what it took. He was a truly unique man, one that cared about my comfort more than he cared about the lust that was boiling behind his intense eyes. He stretched my pussy slowly, moving himself inside me with tender thrusts as he went deeper. After half of his dick had penetrated me, I felt it began to throb again. He continued working his way inside me, letting my pussy adjust to his girth before he started going deeper. I was so incredibly lucky. He was a rough, rugged looking guy and if I judged a book by the cover, I would have expected him to pin me to the bed and take what he wanted. He was so much more than the exterior revealed, and I was happy that he was the first man to have me.
“It’s starting to feel good.” I moaned when I felt him against my g-spot. “God, it’s starting to feel really good!”
“You’re almost ready to get fucked like you deserve.” He leaned forward until his lips were against my ear. “Once you feel how good it is, you’ll never want it slow again.”
He picked up the pace and with his cock pushing against my g-spot, the pressure turned to bliss. The pain faded. All I wanted was his thrusts, and every one sent endorphins coursing through my veins. I hardly noticed that he was going faster until I felt the pleasure surging at a level that exceeded what I felt underneath his tongue. He pushed his way deep, going as far as he could. His abdominal muscles pressed against my pelvis and then he started to pull back. His hips started to slam into me, each one faster and harder than the previous thrust. The pressure built again and I knew I was going to cum once more before he was done. I wanted it more than I had wanted anything before in my life.
“You deserve to be fucked like this.” His words echoed in my ears. “You deserve to cum until you can’t even lift your head off the mattress.”
“Oh god...” My breathing got heavier and my heart slammed into my chest.
I belonged to him. The moment was ours. I squirmed on the bed, writhing in his touch. He continued whispering in my ear, telling me how wonderful I was and how much I deserved every second of our shared moment of bliss. My body reacted to the combination of his words and his thunderous thrusts. The pressure built and I started to orgasm again. It was like lightning across my flesh and I could have sworn I heard my sweat literally sizzling as he pressed his body to mine. He kept going, pushing into my pussy as it spasmed, but I heard his grunts getting louder. He was close, but he wasn’t done. My body wasn’t done either. As soon as the orgasm ended and I felt the calming endorphins sweep through my body, the pressure started to build up again. He left me weak, then he gave me the strength to orgasm for the third time. I was at his mercy, and he wasn’t slowing down, even when his cock throbbed deep inside my pussy.
“Are you ready to feel what your glorious body has done to me?” He kissed my neck and brought his lips back to my ear. “I’m going to explode inside you.”
“Yes!” I tried to nod, but my muscles were too weak.
He leaned back and squeezed my inner thighs, driving himself inside me so hard that it felt like his whole body was roaring the way his motorcycle did when the engine came to life. A primal growl rose up from his throat and he threw his head back. He roared, a verbal reflection of what was going on inside me. His cock slammed into me again and again, pulsating with his desires before I felt the condom begin to swell. His hips jerked and his muscles tightened. I quivered against his lust, feeling the pressure peaking again. I orgasmed as he ejaculated, massaging his cock with my pussy as it continued to thrust inside me. He finally started to slow down and the intensity in his eyes slowly faded. He slumped over with his muscles relaxing before he started to withdraw. His muscular frame crashed to the bed and I used every ounce of my strength to shift against him until he had his arms wrapped around me.
“That was amazing.” I listened to his heart beat as it returned to normal. “Thank you so much for that.”
“Maybe we’ll get another chance. Angelina said I’m one piece of your fantasy, but you’re every bit of mine.” He exhaled slowly.
“The night isn’t over.” I let my fingers drift across his flesh. “Maybe we can do it again before you have to go.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.” He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. “Just give me a few minutes.”
Chapter 7: Quintin
“It went well.” Angelina pulled up the video from the night before on her tablet and let me watch the footage from the Fantasy Room. “Jedrek was a great match for her, and they spent the night together.”
“I don’t suppose you have any footage of that.” I smirked and reached for my drink.
“Of course not.” Her eyes narrowed quickly. “You know that isn’t what we are about.”
“I was joking. Damn, you get so serious sometimes.” I chuckled and sipped my whiskey.
“I’m providing a valuable service. I expect all of my clients to r
espect that, even if they are paying for someone else to get a life changing experience.” Her face slowly relaxed. “I’m guessing that dear Savannah has gotten your money’s worth on the very first night.”
“I’ll admit, I didn’t expect this guy to be her fantasy.” I stared at the tough looking guy on the screen. “I thought she would have went for someone a little more—normal?”
“What’s normal, anyway?” Angelina shrugged. “Savannah is actually fairly unique. Her profile came back with several different matches, and I chose the one that seemed as far from the guy she was obsessed with as possible.”
“Several different matches, huh?” I leaned back in my chair and sipped my drink again. “So, does it stop with just one, or are you going to introduce her to the rest of them, too?”
“You paid for a week, so she’s going to get a week. I don’t know if she’ll want to stick with Jedrek—I know I would—or explore some other options.” Angelina hit the button to turn off the television. “Her profile suggests she’ll be open to more experiences.”
“Well, if she can’t find love, at least she can find a bit of lust. She might even become a regular customer like me.” I chuckled and put my glass back down on the table.
“You’re not built to be a regular customer. Your fantasy has been fulfilled more times than I can count. It isn’t what you truly desire, and it’s fading. You realized that last night.” She leaned forward against the table. “Why don’t you let me match you with someone that can help you move on?”
“You’ve offered that before and I’ve turned you down every time.” I shook my head back and forth. “I want something else, but I’m not looking for anything permanent. I just need something different.”
“Give me one chance, Quintin.” She pulled her tablet close. “If I fail, then I’ll never ask again. I’ll work on your fantasy until you get exactly what you want.”
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