by Sophia Banks
Tyler shrugged. “You’ve never been to the top of the Empire State Building? The view is similar.”
Gracie nodded. “Except the Empire State Building doesn’t have leather couches for you to lay on.” She looked Tyler in the eyes and smiled. “And the company isn’t as pleasant.”
Tyler draped his arm around Gracie’s shoulder and pulled her close. “I’m glad you’re here, Gracie. Really glad.”
Gracie melted in his arms. “Me too, Tyler. Me too.”
Tyler stepped behind Gracie and began massaging her shoulders. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. “You’re beautiful Gracie Johnson, are you aware of that?”
Gracie giggled. “Stop it, Tyler. You’re just horny.”
Tyler buried his thumbs between Gracie’s shoulder blades and began rotating them clockwise. Gracie moaned and let out a gasp.
“Tyler, what are you doing to me?”
Tyler kept digging his thumbs deeper into Gracie’s back. “I am massaging your back. Does it not feel good?”
Gracie moaned and placed her hands against the window. Her breath fogged up the section she was looking out. “It feels great, Tyler. Please, don’t stop.”
Tyler's hot breath tickled Gracie’s ear. “I didn’t intend to.” His hands worked upwards and began massaging Gracie’s neck. Slowly, he walked forward and pressed his hardness against the Gracie’s backside.
Gracie, sandwiched between the cool glass of the window and Tyler’s hot, hard body, moaned. “Tyler, please don’t hurt me. I have never done this before.”
Tyler reached under Gracie’s arms and cupped her breasts. “I wouldn’t hurt you baby, ever.”
Gracie moaned and reached behind her to take Tyler’s stiff cock in her hand. When she realized how big he was, she whimpered. “It’s too big Tyler, I can tell it’s going to hurt.”
“I will be gentle, I promise. Now, be a good girl and unzip my pants.” Tyler flipped Gracie around and placed his hands around her face and began kissing her. The short stubble on his cheek bristled against Gracie’s face and she giggled.
Tyler pulled his head back. “What’s so funny?”
Gracie smiled. “The stubble on your face tickled me.”
Tyler grinned. “Wait until you feel it rubbing against the inside of your thighs."
Gracie’s eyes widened but before she could offer up a retort, Tyler darted back in for kiss. Gracie reached down and began undoing his belt buckle. Not used to the chore, Gracie struggled but eventually freed Tyler’s prick from his pants. She pulled down the top of his boxers and grabbed the slicked knob of his dick.
“Did you cum already?” she asked.
Tyler chuckled. “No, that’s pre-cum. See how excited you get me?”
Gracie used her thumb to rub the warm goo all over the tip of his cock. “I did this to you?”
Tyler ignored her question. “Take my pants off,” he instructed.
Gracie pushed Tyler off her and looked down at his throbbing cock, dancing in the air between them. She’d never been instructed by a man, to do anything, really, and found the process exhilarating. She wanted nothing more than to satisfy the man standing in front of her. The billionaire. The man who may have saved her sister’s life.
Her man.
She knelt down and began untying Tyler’s shoes. He kicked them off and she removed his silk dress socks. Gracie looked up for encouragement and Tyler smiled.
“Good girl. Now, my pants.”
Gracie nodded and bit her lip. She pulled Tyler’s pants and boxers off and threw the discarded garments off to the side. She looked back up and saw that Tyler was stroking his prick.
“Have you ever pleasured a man?” Tyler asked.
Gracie, ashamed at her lack of experience, shook her head.
Tyler grinned. “Do you want to learn?”
Gracie nodded her head. “I want to learn how to satisfy you. I don’t care about any other man.”
Tyler patted her on the head and guided her forwards. “Good, that’s exactly what I wanted to hear. Now, just for starters, why don’t you lick it? Take your time and make sure you look up at me, okay?”
“Okay.” Gracie reached out and wrapped her tiny black hand around Tyler’s monstrous cock. She tugged on it and watched as more pre-come oozed from the narrow slit atop his cock. Gracie giggled and looked up at Tyler.
“There you go,” he said. “Now, start at the bottom, near my balls, and lick all the way up to the top.”
Gracie smiled and did as she was told. His shaft tasted salty and pulsed with heat. When Gracie reached the undercarriage of his tip, she noticed Tyler tense. Figuring he liked what he felt, Gracie ran the tip of her tongue along the ridge of his head and looked up into his eyes.
“That’s amazing, Gracie,” Tyler said and arched his back. “Keep it up baby, I am loving every second of this.”
Gracie looked up. “I’m glad you like it. What should I do next?”
Tyler smiled. “Do you want to taste my cum? Go ahead and have yourself a lick.”
Gracie smiled and looked back down at Tyler’s swollen prick. She squeezed his shaft and watched a small pool of shiny liquid escape from his hole.
“What does it taste like?” she asked.
Tyler shrugged. “I’ve never tasted it. Why don’t you have a lick and tell me what it tastes like?”
Gracie giggled and locked eyes with Tyler. She stuck out her tongue and ran it over the tip of his cock. “It’s salty, but sweet too.”
“Do you like it?”
Gracie blushed. “Only because it’s coming from you.”
Tyler reached down and took Gracie’s chin in his hand. “Don’t be shy, Gracie. It’s just the two of us in here, you can relax and enjoy yourself.”
Gracie looked up and licked her lips. “I am enjoying myself,” she cooed.
Tyler reached down and helped Gracie to her feet. When she stood he reached in and kissed her. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since you spilled that drink on me. I don’t know what you do to me, Gracie, but when I am with you I forget the rest of the world.”
Gracie giggled and burrowed herself into the crook of Tyler’s arm. Never before had she felt so safe…so wanted. She wished this moment would last the rest of her life. “Do you mean that Tyler? Do I make you feel that good?”
“You make me feel alive, Gracie.”
Gracie smiled and reached up for a kiss. Tyler was waiting for her and pressed his lips firmly against Gracie’s. His hands reached down and he lifted Gracie’s t-shirt over her head and exposed her bra-covered bosom, swollen and flush from excitement. Instinctively, Gracie reached down and tried to cover her stomach.
“What’s wrong?” Tyler asked.
Gracie blushed. “I am self-conscious about my body. I dunno…I just feel…heavy.”
“Don’t be,” Tyler said. “You’re perfect the way you are.”
He reached down and began kissing her neck. Gracie’s head snapped back and she wrapped her arms around his neck and hung in the air. His mouth worked its way down her neck and towards her cleavage. Gracie shuddered and Tyler deftly undid the clasp of her bra. Her light brown breasts popped out and Tyler cupped them in his hands. He looked up into Gracie’s eyes and slowly flecked her rigid nipple.
Waves of foreign pleasures washed over her body and Gracie shuddered. She’d waited years to experience the tender touch of a man and she was in no rush to hurry Tyler. If he wanted to suck on her tits all night, she would let him. Of course, what she really wanted was to end the night a woman, but it was up to Tyler to decide when that happened.
Tyler gripped a breast with both hands and began jiggling Gracie’s nipple against his lips and exposed tongue. With deliberate care he moved forward and began pressing Gracie against a cold windowpane that overlooked the city.
The coolness from the window cooled Gracie’s hot skin and she sighed. Consumed with passion she reached down and cupped Tyler’s hairy balls in her hand.
“Good girl,” he moaned. Tyler craned his head up and began roughly kissing Gracie. The bristles of hair on his face dug into the side of her cheek and she moaned. Tyler’s hands found the top of Gracie’s yoga pants and he reached in to grab her underwear. With a quick motion, the sound of ripping fabric filled the air and Gracie’s shaved pussy became exposed. Tyler growled.
The cold air snapped at Gracie’s hot, swollen lips and she moaned. Her hips shot forward and Tyler’s prick rubbed against her aching cunt. Drunk with pleasure, Gracie leaned forward and whispered in Tyler’s ear.
“I want it now…. please Tyler…. I can’t wait anymore.”
Tyler wasted no time and dropped to his knees. He untied Gracie’s sneakers and threw them to the side. With a swift pull the ripped yoga pants and Gracie’s damp panties were removed and thrown atop the pair of sneakers. Gracie moaned and Tyler took her ass-cheeks in his hand. He looked up at Gracie and smiled.
“Spread your legs open for me,” he demanded. “I want to taste you.”
Gracie whimpered and did as she was told. Her body trembling, slowly she spread her knees apart and looked down to watch Tyler grin and open his mouth as he neared Gracie’s sweaty kitty. Gracie craned her head back and Tyler shook her body via her ass. Gracie looked back down at her first lover and met Tyler’s burning gaze.
“Watch me eat you,” he demanded.
Gracie whimpered but did as she was told. Tyler leaned forward with the tip of his tongue exposed and Gracie braced for impact. Never before had a man—or a woman— sucked on her pussy and she wasn’t sure what to expect.
Tyler ran the tip of his tongue along the edge of Gracie’s lip. Gracie shuddered and pressed her body against the window. Tyler glanced up with a smirk on his face and moved his hands towards Gracie’s groin. He used both hands and spread her open.
“Tyler!” Gracie moaned. “What are you doing to me?”
Tyler examined the inside of Gracie’s sweaty cunt and then looked up at her and grinned. “Tasting you,” he growled. “Do you not like it?”
Gracie opened her mouth to answer but Tyler silenced her by darting his tongue inside her. She yelped, bucked against the window and dug her nails into his scalp. A numbing sensation spread from her hot crotch to her head and Gracie tensed her body.
Tyler’s tongue darted inside her and was the tips of his fingers worked themselves along side Gracie’s swollen lips. Tyler brought his head back and looked up at Gracie. With a devilish grin plastered on his face he took his index finger and shoved it inside his mouth. Slowly he sucked on his own digit and made a loud smacking noise when he pulled it from his mouth.
“I love the way your pussy tastes. I could eat you for hours, Gracie"
Gracie blushed and looked away. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Tyler’s eyes flashed and he grinned. Instead of granting Gracie’s wish, however, he plunged his index finger inside her and smiled when she yelped and pressed her now sweaty ass-cheeks against the window.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“It’s okay,” Gracie whined. “Just be gentle, Tyler. Please!”
Tyler plunged his middle finger inside her to join the index finger.
Gracie cried in pain. “Tyler that hurts!”
Tyler slowed the pace of his thrusts but left his fingers inside of Gracie’s cunt. “I need to stretch you out, baby. If I don’t you will never be able to handle this.” He clutched his cock by the case and waved it at Gracie.
Gracie thought about the pain that awaited her and whined. “It’s going to hurt,” she whined. “I’m afraid….”
Tyler ignored her and began pressing his tongue against Gracie’s swollen clit. His thick fingers began pumping inside her. Shallow thrusts mixed with longer, deeper ones. Gracie yelped and dug her nails into Tyler’s shoulders.
The pleasure from Tyler’s sucking on her clit narcotized the pain Gracie felt from the his fingers plunging inside her and Gracie arched the small of her back and cried in ecstasy.
Tyler moaned and locked eyes with Gracie. He curled the two fingers he had jammed inside Gracie and began massaging her swollen g-spot. He pressed his tongue against her clit and sucked hard.
Gracie screamed and pulled hard on Tyler’s hair. The pressure inside her began to build and just as she thought she couldn’t handle another moment of Tyler’s torturous pleasure she began to nut all over Tyler’s fingers.
“Oh my god, I’m cumming!” she screamed.
Tyler offered her no quarter and sucked even harder on her clit. Gracie bucked against the window and drained herself as she watched the billionaire stud below her stare into her eyes as he sucked her dry.
With a loud smack Tyler released Gracie’s pussy from his mouth and pulled his fingers from inside her. A spider-web of Gracie’s cum formed as he pulled his hand away and brought it to his mouth. With a maniacal look in his eye, Tyler licked his soaked fingers.
“Delicious,” he groaned.
Gracie collapsed onto the carpeted floor and tried to catch her breath. Never before had she experienced such pleasure and her quivering legs could not support her weight. She began to wonder if Tyler could perform such magic on demand, but before she could compose herself to ask him Tyler helped her from the floor and kissed her on the lips.
“I’m so glad I met you,” he whispered in her ear.
Gracie wrapped her arms around Tyler and pulled him close. “Me too Tyler, me too.”
Tyler smiled and then spun her around. He used his hands to spread Gracie wide and positioned himself right behind her. With one quick motion his prick was inside of her and Gracie yelped.
The pain from Tyler’s sudden entrance spread from her groin and Gracie bit down on her lip. “It hurts,” she cried out. “Please, be careful Tyler.”
Tyler leaned forward and introduced the last few inches of his cock to Gracie’s hot cave. Gracie shuddered but bit down on her lip to avoid crying out.
The pain was nearly unbearable but Gracie did her best to take it. She knew the first few times would be painful and she was eager to move on so she could enjoy the pleasure that she knew would follow. If Tyler could provide that much pleasure with his mouth, Gracie was curious as to what he could do with his meaty dick.
As if reading her mind, Tyler worked himself into a slow, steady stroke. The sound of skin smacking against skin filled the room, Interrupted only by the soft cries emanating from Gracie.
Gracie pressed her forehead to the glass, bit down on her lip and looked out over New York City as her pussy stretched itself to accommodate her new lover. With every thrust the pain dissipated and was replaced by shivers of pleasure. Soon, Tyler worked himself into a steady stroke and began to smash into Gracie’s ass with force.
Gracie closed her eyes and focused only on the pleasure. She imagined being by Tyler’s side for the rest of his life. A mansion full of kids, Tamika safe, Lamar happy…. All over her problems solved by the generous man who now had his thick cock shoved inside her tight, virgin pussy.
Gracie screamed in pleasure. “Tyler…. It’s amazing!”
Tyler grunted and thrust harder. His deep strokes now meant business and the sweat from his brow was dripping down onto Gracie’s bare ass. With his fingers dug into Gracie’s plump ass, Tyler cried out, “I’m gonna cum!”
Gracie moaned her approval and readied for her man’s thick load. Instead of burying his seed inside her, however, Tyler pulled his cock out and motioned for Gracie to get on her knees in front of him.
Gracie did as she was told and was rewarded with a warm shower of cum all over her tits. She watched as Tyler pumped away on his shaft and drained every ounce of his seed all over her. Overcome with a desire to taste her man, Gracie reached out and took Tyler’s prick in her hands. Before he could react, Gracie leaned forward and took him in her mouth.
Tyler moaned and placed his hands behind Gracie’s head and drained the last of his cum down her throat. He looked down and watched as Gracie looked u
p and him and sucked the last of his nut out of his sack.
“Good girl,” he soothed.
Gracie removed his cock from her mouth and wiped away the string of drool that connected her mouth and Tyler’s prick.
“Was I good?” she asked.
Tyler placed a hand under her chin and smiled. “You were amazing, Gracie.”
Gracie smiled and rose from her knees. She looked down at the carpet and noticed the wet mess the two of them had left behind.
“Oh my God, Tyler! Look at your carpet! We made a mess. I’m going to clean it up.”
Tyler laughed and grabbed her by the arm. “Relax Gracie, I have a maid who steams the carpets once every few weeks. Just leave it be.”
Gracie frowned. She didn’t like the idea of some strange woman cleaning her nut up off a carpet. “Tyler, that’s kind of gros—“
Tyler placed a sticky finger over her lips. “Shh, baby. Let’s go take a hot shower and then figure out what we are going to eat. I’m starving, what about you?”
Gracie smiled. “I guess I am pretty hungry too, but I don’t know if I can walk. You sort of beat me up, baby.”
Tyler smiled. “Okay then, I guess I will have to carry you.” With that he scooped Gracie up and carried her towards the bathroom. Gracie giggled and wrapped her arms around Tyler’s neck.
“Works for me,” she giggled. Gracie leaned her head back and thanked God for putting such an amazing man in her life. Tyler Scott had somehow managed to repair her battered life and she wanted nothing more than to enjoy every second she could with the man.
Finally, after years of stress Gracie felt she could relax a little and enjoy the newfound peace in her life.
Peace that, unbeknownst to Gracie, wasn’t going to last very long.
*
Gracie pulled the silk sheets close to her face and yawned. After a night which featured her first—and second and third—sexual experiences she was awoken by the ringing of Tyler’s cell phone, which was located on the night stand.