by M. T. Ossler
He breaks the kiss, leaving us both heaving and me gasping for air. Keeping me in his arms still. The world comes back into place. I hear all the whistling and hollering behind us, causing me to blush. My cheeks must be bright red.
“Fuck, I missed you, babe. It’s good to finally be home,” he whispers, looking into my eyes.
“I missed you too. It’s not the same around here when you’re not around bugging me,” I whisper back with a little laugh. He knows I’m joking and like having him around. Life is more interesting with him and the guys to joke around with and have fun.
We head back to the kitchen and Hunter stays with me while I finish making dinner. I prepare four plates, so we can have dinner with Bella and Gio in their apartment.
We spend a little time with them after eating and talking, then say our goodbyes. Instead of heading to the Clubhouse to Ace’s room, he takes a detour. Grabbing hold of my hand he leads me to an apartment downstairs. When we enter there are candles in the kitchen that lead to the bedroom.
I’m pleasantly surprised that Hunter went to all this trouble for me. My heart starts to pound in my chest, I know what this is. He has a romantic night planned for my first time, our first time together.
I should be scared, freaking out, but I’m not. A little nervous, nothing more. I’ve been waiting for Hunter and this my whole life.
We follow the trail of candles to the bedroom, and I see more lit and scattered around the room. Red and pink rose petals are on the bed over the white comforter placed in a large heart.
He lets go of my hand, and I turn my attention back to him, I watch him remove his kutte.
“Hunter...” I don’t know what to say. This is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me. He took the time to arrange this for me to make tonight special. He planned all of this, granted he probably didn’t place every candle or rose petal in this room, but it was all him. I know he had a prospect do this, it’s the thought that counts, though. He truly does love me and is putting me first.
“Do you like it?” he asks me nervously. Does he really think he has to ask me that? I’m smiling from ear to ear, a real smile.
“I love it,” I say, and he takes my hand guiding me to the side of the bed. Bending down to kiss me, my tongue wraps around his in a passionate kiss. Taking me in his arms, he lifts me off the floor and lays me down on the bed. His weight on top of me feels so good. It’s just right, just like him.
We make out on the bed and my hands lead the show. He hasn’t moved his hands from my waist, I think he’s afraid to push me. It’s taking everything in him to control himself for me.
“Hunter, touch me,” I say into our kiss. His mouth leaves mine, to my jaw down to my neck. He nibbles and suckles, driving me wild. His hands finally move up to my breast. I can’t hold back. The passion burning inside me is too much.
I take him by surprise and push him onto his back. Straddling his waist, I grab ahold of his t-shirt, pulling it up and off him. I get his shirt off at the speed of light and attack his lips.
“Holy shit, where did that come from?” he asks against my lips. I don’t answer him, I just send more passion into the kiss and feel up his chest and abs. I take in the feel of every muscle under my fingertips.
He grabs the hem of my sundress and pulls it over my head, leaving me in my bra and panties. I return to his lips and his hands go to my nipples. I purr into his mouth and grind my pussy against his stomach needing the friction.
I’m so turned on, so horny I want to cum. The friction may just be enough to accomplish that. I rub against him harder, just a little bit more and...
He grabs my hips, stopping my movements. I groan in frustration and he takes the opportunity to roll us back over so he’s on top of me. I spread my legs, wide for him to settle between them. He grabs my hands and places them above my head in the process.
“You will not make yourself cum. Ever! I will be the only one to touch your pussy and make you cum. If I find out you’ve touched yourself without my permission, I will punish you. Do you understand?” God, I love his dirty mouth, but this is torture. I need to cum.
“I understand. Let me cum, Hunter. Please, I need to cum,” I purr, moving my hips against his thigh. His other hand grips my hip and holds me in place.
“Patience, babe. I’ll let you cum. You’re just gonna have to wait till I get my mouth on your pussy.”
I stop fighting him. He moves his hand to my back, unhooks my bra. Releasing my hands, he removes my bra. I try to cover up, he stops me and grabs both my wrists.
“Now, you’re gonna play shy,” he says, chuckling and shaking his head. “Hold on to the headboard, babe. If you let go, I’ll stop what I’m doin’. If you don’t move your hands, I’ll reward you. Got it?”
I’m out of breath and can’t answer him, so I just nod. I raise my hands over my head, grab onto the slat on the headboard and hold on tight. Thrusting my chest closer to him.
Being naked in front of him feels weird, having my body on display for him to gawk at. Appraising every inch of me and seeing all my imperfections. I’ve never had a man look at me like he is right now, with such hunger.
I don’t have a problem with being naked, just in front of him. It’s true, most people who know me know I hate clothes. I like being as free as the day I was born. Luigi has caught me running around my apartment naked many times. Clothes are restricting, at night the most. When I’m in bed, I like the feel of my sheets and comforter wrapped around my body. Having a warm body against my naked skin would be better. The couple of times Hunter slept in bed with me, I left my clothes on and it was torture. The itch to strip was so potent, but I couldn’t do it with him. Even when I sleep in bed with Bells, Gigi, and Ces, I wear just a silk nighty, or Rom’s shirt. It’s too intimate to be naked in bed with another person.
He kisses me on the lips, my cheek, jaw, neck, and down to my breast. I lose my breath as he takes my left nipple into his warm mouth. The feel of his mouth on me is incredible. The suckling, nibbling, and licking is too much. I’m burning inside to let go.
I want to touch him, feel him, but I won’t. All I can do is purr. I’ve never been this wanton in my life. Or had these noises come out of me. It’s like my body has a mind of its own and his touch elicits these things from me.
He moves to my other nipple and does the same things. The heat inside me turns into an inferno in my lower belly and I can’t hold my body back from feeling. I scream out his name as ecstasy shoots through me and I cum like I’ve never cum before.
Heaving for breath, he releases my nipple with a popping sound and looks down at me.
“Holy shit that’s the fuckin’ hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I’ve never made a woman cum just from nipple stimulation,” he says, out of breath too with a smile. I take in his words. Is this bad, should I have not cum? What’s wrong with me?
“Babe, relax, it’s all good. It means your body is mine to play with and make you purr. God, I love the sounds you make. I want to hear more of them, all night long.” He kisses me on the lips too quick, then removes my thong. I can feel my wetness sliding down my thigh with my panties.
“I’m gonna eat your pussy and make you cum again. Then you’re gonna suck my cock and show off those blowjob skills of yours. After you make me cum down your throat, I’m gonna take your cherry. We’re going to do it again and again, all night long and into the early mornin’. I’m not letting you sleep at all tonight or tomorrow, babe. You can sleep and recoup when I leave you to take care of Club business. When I get back, be prepared not to leave my bed for a long time, babe,” he says.
I can’t wait for all of that to happen. I nod, and he takes control of my body again.
He starts with a kiss on my lips and makes his way down my body. Not an inch goes untouched. His lips, tongue, and teeth make contact with my skin, leaving a wet trail all the way down to my pussy. He runs his tongue along the inside of my thigh to my lips. Along my seam and then inside. Slowly up and
down, stopping at my clit. Swirling his tongue around my nub and sucking.
I move my hands to his head, getting lost in the glorious feel of his mouth loving on me. Then he just stops, and I growl.
“Are we done here, kitten, or are you gonna leave your hands up?” he asks, looking into my eyes. I want to cry because he stopped when it felt so good. My body has never been this hot and yearning for a man’s touch.
I immediately move my hands back up and hold onto the slat tighter, so I don’t let go again. “I’ll be good. It just feels so good. I’m sorry, Hunter, it won’t happen again,” I say so he’ll go back to doing what he was doing.
I come back to my senses, then smile. He just gave me a pet name and I think I like it. Kitten, I really like it.
He watches me move the way he requested and then goes back to playing between my legs. This time he adds his finger into my tight channel. At first, I tense, then I relax my body and just take in all the pleasure I’m feeling.
Using my hand never felt this good, pleasure never took over my body the way he is. I’ve just gotten a small taste of what he can do to me and I want more. A fucking ton more of him using my body the way he sees fit.
I stay in the moment with him as he bites down hard on my clit and I’m done for. I scream out his name into the soundless room through a gasp of air. Stars take over my vision and I leave my body. Ecstasy,like none other, ricochets through my body and knocks me off my axel. This is a magnificent feeling to behold. The power he as over my body is unbelievable.
He leaves me, taking his warmth with him, and stands by the side of the bed, looking down at me. I regain my wits and watch him remove all of his clothes. His body is off the charts. I’ve seen his naked chest when we were at the resort by the pool and it made my belly do flops. But, seeing him drop his pants, then his underwear, has the butterflies’ swarm in my stomach.
Bella told me Gio was pierced, but I’ve never seen one and I never expected Ace to be pierced too. He has a ring coming out of his slit and a ring on the underside of his head around the skin where the head comes to a point. That thing is scary looking, thick, long and pierced. He must be at least eight and a half inches long and as thick as my wrist. He has no hair around it, which is better for me when I get him in my mouth. With the piercings sticking out, pointing straight at me like a snake about to strike its prey , I can only gulp for air. That shit is going to feel really good inside me; my mouth, and my pussy.
Holy shit, I think I just hit the cock lottery and I can’t help but grin. A real devilish grin and I can’t wait to suck on him.
“You like my cock, huh. My monster doesn’t scare you, kitten,” he says laughing. I can’t take my eyes off his manhood. I’m salivating for a taste.
“I love it. He’s going to make me feel fantastic isn’t he,” I say blatantly as I start to drool for him to be in my mouth. I lean up on the headboard and will him to come closer.
“Yea, kitten, he’s gonna make you feel amazing all night long,” he chuckles, getting a kick out of my reaction.
“You’re really not scared that he’s too big and will hurt you?” he asks with concern lacing his voice. His words pull me out of my trance and I look up at him. Does he not know his anatomy? He’s been hanging out with dumb whores too long.
I stare him in the eyes with a serious look.
“He is big, but he doesn’t scare me. Why would his size scare me, my walls will stretch to accommodate him, asshole? I’m not one of the dumb whores that hang around here, Hunter. I may be a virgin, but I’m far from stupid. I know it’s going to hurt at first, then I’ll feel nothing but pleasure. The purest pleasure from his size. Now, come on over here, it’s my turn to taste you. Can I touch you while I do it?” I start off sassing him but end a little bit more submissively. I know he likes control and I’m willing to give him some. He’s shown me nothing but love and respect so far tonight, so I will extend the courtesy, to a point that is. This is sorta going to be a game for a while until we figure things out. A fun and pleasurable game for all parties involved.
“There’s that sassy mouth I love so much. I’ll meet you half way since you’ve been a good girl. You can touch me, kitten. How do ya want to do this?” he asks with a smirk.
I get up off the bed and take his hand. First, I want more of his mouth on mine. I lean up on my toes and take what I want. We kiss, and I taste myself mix with him. I taste sweet and he tastes like whiskey, Jack Daniels Honey whiskey, that’s what we taste like together.
I lead him back, break the kiss, and I push him down on the bed.
“On your back, blue,” I order, calling him a special name of my own. His blue eyes mesmerize me, so I think the name fits. He stares at me for a second, then does as I order. Observing me the whole time with caution.
“I want to explore your body with my hands and tongue. I want that fabulous cock in my mouth until I make you cum.” If looks were worth money, I just hit the lottery twice tonight. The million dollar smile he has on his face from my words is sexy as fuck.
He lays back and lets me do as I please. I start with his lips and work my way down from his jaw and neck, stopping on his chest. I take his right nipple in my mouth, and sweet baby Jesus, yes it too is pierced with a bar. Only the right one, though, the left is empty and lonely.
Nibbling and sucking with my mouth, getting to know just what he likes from the sounds he’s making. Mapping his body in my mind, as my hands roam his upper body, taking every curve and bump into memory.
This is so sexy, being in control and having someone else’s pleasure in your hands is... Erotic and turning me on.
God, now I see why he likes control. It’s a heady feeling to have this kinda power over someone.
I trail my tongue down his breastbone to his belly button, swirling my tongue around a couple of times before dipping in. This elicits a growl from him as he thrust his hips up. He wants me to get to the main event, but he’s just going to have to wait. I’m still exploring and having fun doing it.
I run my tongue along his ‘V’, not touching his cock, just yet. I kiss his hipbones and trail down his legs. My hair swipes across his cock causing him to hiss. He’s becoming impatient and I’m enjoying making him wait.
I go back up his body to his hip. I nibble a little on both before leaving his body. He hisses, and I ignore him.
If he wants his cock in my mouth, I must fix something first. I grab the hair tie off my wrist and pull my hair back into a messy bun. This was Bella’s idea and it’s coming in handy. She said her long hair gets in the way, so she makes sure to always have one on her wrist to keep it out of the way while she goes to town on her man. It really does come in handy for other things too.
“What the hell are you doing?” he snarls at me impatiently and goes to get up.
“Just sit back and stay quiet. Unless you don’t want me to suck on your cock and make him cum down my throat,” I say with a devious smile. He grunts, lays back down, and stays quiet. That’s what I thought. I finish my hair and decide not to torture him anymore. I kiss his head and run my tongue down the underside, leaving wetness in my wake. Going back up and circle his head, then I slowly wrap my lips around his tip and draw him into my mouth. Sliding down and taking him all in. When my nose hits his base, I pause and take a deep breath. Damn, he smells good, all man.
He rolls his hips under me and I take mercy on him. I relax my throat and jaw, moving up and down, slowly, at first then build up my speed. Every so often I stop at his tip and circle my tongue around and run it down. He seems to like this, a lot. Other times I suck on him like a lollipop. He likes that too. It appears that I can’t do any wrong here, he likes everything I’m doing.
I’m so turned on, I want to touch my aching, throbbing nub. I won’t, though. He said I can’t touch myself and I’ll follow his orders. Even if it kills me. I squeeze my thighs together to relieve some of the pressure. The friction doesn’t help. I want to cry, I’m so frustrated.
So,
I work my magic on his cock to get him off faster, therefore I can cum again sooner. If I don’t burst first. I hum and moan on his steel rod, trying to distract myself from my pleasure.
Then he tightly grabs my hair in his fist, painfully. He’s close to cumming.
He takes the lead, bobbing my head up and down faster, and I slurp on his cock. He groans and pulls my head up a little. Then he’s cumming in my mouth and I have to swallow a few times. Saltwater toffee from Atlantic City, that’s what his tastes reminds me of. The best thing that has been in my mouth all day.
He jerks his hips up one last time and I lick him dry. Then I make my way back up his body and lay next to him.
He kisses me with such passion I could cum just from his lips on me. I’m so ready to burst. Damn, he’s made me needy already.
“I think that deserves a reward. That was the best blowjob I’ve ever gotten. You want to cum again, kitten. My hand is itching to explore your pussy.”
“Yes, please,” I purr and spread my legs to give him easier access. His finger glides around my slit. My breathing hitches and my hips jerk towards him.
His thumb works my clit as he inserts his pointer and middle fingers inside me. Pumping them in and out, going faster and faster while circling my clit. He applies just the right amount of pressure and pounds into me harder.
Then, I’m screaming into the room again as I explode on his hand.
“Holy fucking shit, I didn’t know I could make a virgin squirt like that. Shit, kitten, you got me hard already. I need to be buried inside you,” he breathes out and I don’t say anything or move. I’m wrung out and need a minute.
“You ready for me?” he asks as he places himself between my legs.