“Do you have a particular one that you want to try?” Brody asked from behind her.
“No, not really,” she said, picking up the smallest one she saw. “We can take this one.”
“Ah, no we can’t.” Taking it out of her hand, Brody slid it back on the prong and picked up a green one next to it. It was at least eleven inches long and shaped like a missile.
“Where do you think you’re putting that?” Missy gaped at him as if he was crazy. There was no way anything that long and green was going inside of her vagina.
“Several places came to mind,” Brody teased.
Snatching it out of his hand, she shoved it back on the prong and said, “No.”
“What’s wrong with it?”
“For one it’s too big and for two it’s green. Green, Brody. Nothing green is going inside of me.”
“So I guess that leaves out cucumbers?”
“Gross.” She shuddered, visualizing a vegetable sticking out of her hole. Missy could just imagine Bugs Bunny popping up in the corner of the room, and saying, “What’s up, Doc?” Or worse, what if they didn’t clean it properly and some pesticide got inside of her and gave her an infection. Scenario after scenario popped in her head, all grosser than the one before.
Picking up a purple one a few sizes smaller but of the same model, Missy held it up for Brody to see and offered, “This one.”
Looking it over, Brody took it out of her hand and scanned it. Nodding his head, he replied, “Okay, this will do.”
Missy had a customer waiting for her, so waited on him as Brody looked around some more. When the customer left, Brody strolled up to the counter and placed the vibrator, an egg, a butterfly, and a remote control vibrator on the counter. Eyeing him warily, Missy rung it up and told him the total. Brody didn’t even flinch at the hundred dollars plus total, he just handed her his card and signed the receipt.
Missy couldn’t resist egging him a little more though. “You planning a party I should know about?”
“Are you worried?” he asked, taking the black bag in his hand.
“Should I be?”
“Trust me.”
“My mother said never trust a man that says trust me.”
“Your mother was a smart woman,” Brody replied winking. “I’m going to go throw this in the car, and then I’ll be back.”
“Is that a threat or a promise?”
“Both baby, both.
Chapter 14
Brody held the door open for Missy as she entered his dark house. Leaning over, he turned on the hall lamp, lighting the entryway. He was still surprised that she had agreed to not only to come over, but to spend the night as well. After she closed up they had gone back to her place and she packed an overnight bag and rode back with him to his house. Brody had big plans for tonight, and he didn’t want her to leave so late.
And besides, they didn’t get back to his house until after midnight, and the little bit of a gentlemen that was left in him didn’t want her driving on the street that late at night. Sure, it had more to do with him wanting her to sleep in his bed, but if she bought that excuse then he was a happy camper.
“Do you mind if I take a shower before we go to bed? I’m all itchy from the lace.” Missy asked, walking to his bedroom.
Her mentioning lace was like a light going off in his head. They never did get around to her showing him her other purchases. “Sure,” he said. “But do I get to see the thing you teased me with at work today?”
Smiling, Missy turned back to face him and said, “If you can be a good boy and look without touching, you can.”
“Oh, I’ll be good,” Brody promised walking towards her. “I’ll be ever so good.”
“Then come with me.”
Brody took Missy’s hand and walked with her into his darkened bedroom. Ignoring the light switch next to the door, Brody instead turned on the bathroom light and partially closed the door so that only a bare line of light was sifting through. Releasing her hand, Brody walked to his bed, and sat on the edge, waiting for her to undress.
Missy put her overnight bag down by the bathroom door, and turned back and faced him. Taking her glasses off, she set them on the entertainment center in front of his bed, and walked back in front of him and stood in the direct line of the light streaming from the cracked door. Stepping out of her black mules, she unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her pale legs. Taking off her shirt, she stood in front of Brody in only her panties and her bra, both lace and sheer
Brody had to take a calming breath when he saw her standing before him in all of her glorious beauty. The black contrasted against her skin like the stars against the black velvety sky. Her full breasts were held high and firm in the black web of her bra. Her dusky areolas peeked behind an intricate pattern of lace, and her nipples protruded like hard buttons on a blouse. The black panties lay high on her hips but were cut into a v, seductively showing off her softly rounded belly and sexy navel. Brody wanted nothing more than to pull the underwear off with his teeth and feast on her.
“Are you going to put that back on when you get out of the shower?” he asked hopefully.
“No.” Missy laughed. “It’s dirty. I’ve been wearing it all day.”
“I don’t mind,” he assured her.
“But I do. Don’t worry, I brought something new to put on after I get out of the shower.”
“If you look half as good in it as you do in this, I’m going to have a stroke.”
“I’ll put 911 on autodial then.”
Nodding his head, Brody replied, “I’m going to need it.”
Laughing, she turned, exposing her full globes to his hungry eyes. Her round cheeks were bare except for a T-shaped piece of fabric that lay between them. Brody moaned loudly as she swished out of the room, leaving him panting for more. He didn’t know where she got this new flash of courage from, but he liked it.
Getting the bag of goodies out of the hall, Brody brought them into the kitchen and opened them. Carefully washing them with soap and warm water, Brody wanted to have them all ready in case they decided to use one or all of them tonight. Taking them into the bedroom on a kitchen towel, he laid them on his nightstand, and inserted the video he had bought for them into the VCR.
Brody grabbed a pair of gray silk boxers, went to the guest bathroom, showered, and shaved. Drying off, he put on the boxers, loving the feel of silk on his bare skin. Walking back into the bedroom, he came to an abrupt halt when he spotted Missy sitting on his bed, with the bedside lamp on, in a red sheer baby doll, rubbing lotion on her skin. Her long hair was still wet from the shower and lay in waves against her back.
Looking up, Missy smiled and set the lotion down on the bed. Getting up, she turned around, giving Brody the full effect of the red net shimmering around the top of her full thighs. She looked beautiful. Flush from the shower, her skin was tinted pink and shone as rosy as the flowers he had given her earlier in the day. The top pushed her full breasts up until they damn near spilled out from their embroidered captor, and her pussy was hiding behind the sheer netting and covered by a triangle of red material held up by two twin strings nestled on her hips. Brody went from soft to hard in record time.
But he was torn. He didn’t know if he wanted to rip off the gown and fuck her where she stood, or have her dance around him like the naughty little angel that she was. The baby doll covered her enough that he could tell she was comfortable being in the light in it, but it was all sheer enough that he was happy that the light was on. It enhanced her breasts and hid the flaws he knew she thought she had.
Rubbing his chin with the back of his hand, Brody asked hoarsely, “Is the drool apparent?”
Smiling shyly, Missy replied, “Money well spent?”
“Honey, I would give you the deed to my house to help pay for that outfit.” Walking over to her, Brody reached out his hand and ran it over her bare, warm arms and down her sides, feeling the netting in his hand. Meeting her nervous eyes with his own lust-
filled gaze, he said, “You look fucking amazing in this.”
“Thank you.”
“No, thank you.” Leaning down, Brody ran his lips lightly against hers. He held back from her, because he had plans tonight that didn’t include pounding into her as soon as he could.
Brody ran his hand down her damp hair and looked into her big beautiful brown eyes. His heart filled with emotions that he had never felt before and words that he had never uttered before stalled at his lips. Brody knew that he was ready for love, but with Missy coming into her own, he didn’t know if she was. Sighing, he pulled away and turned off the light she had flicked on.
Reaching into his nightstand, he pulled out his remote and turned on the TV. Missy walked to the entertainment center and put on her glasses before walking back to him.
Pushing play on the VCR, Brody watched amused as Missy stilled, her attention on the video of a woman masturbating on the bed.
Climbing on the bed, Brody propped pillows behind him, and pulled Missy down onto the bed. Moving her between his legs, he held her back against his chest and his raging erection.
They watched the movie in silence for a while as the woman pleasured herself on the screen. A man came into the scene and Missy’s breathing sped up as the actor pushed his cock into the actress’s mouth. Brody slipped his hand inside the top of her baby doll, and ran his fingers across her hardened nipples. He wasn’t the only one who was enjoying the show, he thought with a smile.
Pulling her breasts out of the top, he rolled her pebbled twins between his fingers. “Pull your skirt up,” he ordered, into her ear.
Missy complied without taking her eyes from the screen, even going as far as to press up on her heels, taking her bottom off the bed, so that she could take off her panties. Brody released one of her breasts almost reluctantly, reached over onto the nightstand, and grabbed the egg. Handing it to Missy, he spread his legs, so that he could pull her back further into him.
“Press the bulb against your clit,” he instructed firmly.
Missy moved the egg-shaped vibrator between her thighs and jumped when Brody turned on the switch. Tilting her head to the side, he leaned forward and bit her gently on the neck as he alternated the speed on the egg. Missy’s moans soon matched the actress’s on the screen. Brody squeezed and teased her nipples, alternating between her two breasts as he sped up the egg.
“I love to watch you come,” he whispered in her ear. “To know that you’re coming for me, and no one else, drives me wild.”
Missy shuddered and groaned as he teased her with the egg. Looking back at the TV, Brody saw another man join the first on screen, and watched excitedly as he began to fuck the woman as she blew the other man.
“Do you like watching this?” he asked.
Missy was quiet for a moment, before she softly answered, “Yes. Do you?”
“I’m a guy, so of course I like porn, but I’m enjoying watching it with you more. It’s a complete turn on for me.” He squeezed her nipple and pushed his penis against her back, rubbing it against the silk and her. “I like watching you get aroused.”
Moaning, Missy began to thrust lightly on the egg as he twisted her nipple. “Does it bother you that I’m aroused from watching this?” she panted.
Laughing softly, he asked. “Are you kidding? I love the fact that you’re digging this. It turns me on to see them fuck, too.”
“Have you ever done that?”
“No, and I don’t have any real desire to,” he said, biting her again. “I want to be the only dick in you.”
“I want that, too,” she groaned.
“But I’m willing to compromise.”
“What…what do you mean?” she groaned, still pushing up on the egg.
“Lay down, baby,” he turned the egg off, grinning when she groaned in disappointment. Pulling the egg up by the cord, Brody placed it back on the bed and grabbed the vibrator. Missy lay down width-wise on the bed, still watching the film.
Brody smiled at his dirty little girl, fingering herself as she watched. Slapping her hand lightly, Brody said, “No, no, bad girl. That’s my job.”
Missy blushed and removed her hand, and then spread her legs invitingly. Brody took her glasses off her and placed them on the nightstand. Turning on the vibrator, Brody placed the tip against her erect clit, and moved it in circles around her erect nub. Missy moaned and rocked her hips as he teased her with the purple toy. When he sensed she was nearing her climax, he moved it away and was rewarded with her groaning his name in despair.
“Patience, Princess, I’ll soon fill that hungry pus with something that will have you creaming even more.” Taking the vibrator, Brody inserted it into her wet pussy, pushing it firmly in her tight hole. Pushing up with her heels, Missy pushed down on the vibrator and fucked herself with it as Brody held it firmly in his hand.
The sounds of her pussy sloshing down on the toy had him biting back a groan himself. She looked so fucking hot, all wet and horny, just as he wanted her to be. “Don’t move,” he ordered, pushing the vibrator in deeper, as he turned it off. Dropping his boxers, now moist a bit from his pre-come, Brody climbed on the bed next to her face, and reached down and turned the vibrator back on. Missy turned her head and opened her mouth, engulfing his hard cock into her hot mouth.
The movie played like a sex symphony in the background. Their own personal fuck music complete with moans, groans and shouts of ecstasy. Brody loved hearing the noise of the threesome on screen, blend in with the moans that were coming from the back of Missy’s throat as she sucked his cock. It was like a sonata made just for him.
Brody groaned as he fucked her mouth. Missy tongued his shaft as she worked his cock with her hand, and he had to concentrate so he didn’t blow his load before he was ready. Moving to the side, he pushed the vibrator in and out, fucking her as she blew him. It was damn difficult, but the pain in his side was worth it because Missy was hunching up her hips, fucking the toy with all her might.
“Fuck it baby, take it all,” he urged, as he watched her undulate on it.
Letting go of his cock, Missy groaned loudly as she came, flooding the toy and his bed with her juices. Brody pulled the vibrator out and flung it to the side. Moving down the bed, he buried his face in her pussy. Attacking her clitoris with his tongue, Brody feasted on her. Slipping his fingers in her wet hole, Brody fucked her as he ate her wet pussy.
Spreading her legs apart, Brody ran his tongue from the top of her clit to her rosette, slipping his tongue into her tight, forbidden hole. The sensation made Missy shoot off the bed, bucking as he licked her ass and fingered her hole.
“Brody, no, oh God,” Missy chanted, as she dug her fingers into his head, holding him forcefully in place. This was fine with Brody, because there was no place he’d rather be. Pushing his tongue in as far as he could, Brody moistened her rosette, preparing her for his finger. There was nothing he wanted more than to bury his cock in her ass, but he knew that it was something that he would have to work her up to.
Moving his mouth away, Brody drew his juice-covered finger from her wet pussy, and slid it into her rosette carefully. Pushing in his index finger, Brody felt Missy’s legs tighten around his head, trying to adjust to the new sensation.
“It’s okay, baby,” he whispered, from between her thighs. “You can take it.”
“Brody,” she moaned. “I don’t think I can.”
“Just relax. I’m not going to fuck this sweet ass today,” Moving his finger in and out slowly, he continued, “But one day I will. I can’t wait until I’m buried all the way inside of you, fingering your clit as I fuck your ass.”
“No.” Tossing her head back and forth she groaned, as she pushed down on his hand, unknowingly allowing him to push further into her. “You’re too big.”
“You’ll like it. No, you’ll fucking love it.” Brody paused to lick her clit before saying, “Come on, baby, just imagine my cock stretching your tight ass, your pussy weeping as I work my way in.” Mis
sy moaned and clasped her hard nipples in her hands, tweaking them as he told her of his plans.
“Then, when I’m finally in all the way your ass will feel so full that you think you can’t stand it. I’ll start to pull out, only to push back in as I reach around and finger your clit before I shove my fingers in your pussy. Pumping your wet pussy with my fingers as I fuck you in the ass. You’ll come all over my hand as I come deep in your ass.”
Speeding up his rhythm, he took her clit in his mouth. Sucking it between his lips, he lavished her clit with his tongue and squeezed it with his lips, holding her down while she rocked against him, screaming as she came.
Adding another finger as she was writhing from her orgasm, Brody twisted it and rotated his finger, spreading her ass as he drank in her sweet juices. His cock was straining from the need to come. Hard and aching, Brody fought back the desire to replace his pumping fingers with his throbbing cock. He wanted to possess all of her. Claim every one of her holes as his. So there would be no doubt in her mind or his, who she really belonged to.
Sliding his fingers carefully from her ass, Brody moved his mouth reluctantly from her. Kissing up her panting body, Brody moved her hands to the side and latched on to her nipple, tonguing it with the same furious attention he had shown her clit. Cupping her other breast, Brody squeezed and kneaded her puckered bud, alternating between the two.
Brody released her nipple and leaned over her. “Do you forgive me for making Bryce come to your store?”
Opening her passion-filled eyes, Missy licked her parched lips and said huskily. “Just because you made me come? No.” Bringing her hands to the top of his head, Missy pushed down on it and said, “But eat me again, and I might change my mind.”
Chuckling, Brody moved back down her body and did as she requested. Drinking in her sweet juices, he licked her to two more powerful orgasms before reaching over into his nightstand and pulling out a condom. Sliding it on, Brody slipped his cock into her hot, moist channel. Despite her wetness and his fingering, Missy was still tight, and Brody had to slow his thrusts down until she was able to stretch to receive him.
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