Maverick's thumb is sliding against my ass crack with each thrust, teasing my back entrance. It's turning me on even more and I place my hands on the headboard of his bed, needing something to steady me.
Oh my God. My body can't handle this. I won't be able to survive this orgasm. My legs start to quiver and my head falls back as I try to hold off, scared of the intensity it might bring.
Maverick's thumb moves and he inserts it into my puckered hole, bringing an entirely new sensation to my overly sensitized body, and I'm done for. I feel the familiar warming sensation in my pelvis and I'm pushed over the edge, violently thrusting against Maverick's tongue. I don't scream out this time, I can't. My body is incapable of doing anything but riding this orgasm out.
I've never come like that before. I've never been scared of my own orgasm before. I ride out the rest of my release, slowing down as Maverick licks and thrusts his tongue into my pussy.
"You taste so fucking good, babe. So good."
His mouth moves away from my center as he gently pulls me off him. Thank God, too. If he continued tongue fucking my clit, I'm pretty sure it was going to fall off.
"My turn."
I'm so tired. I've had three orgasms by this man since I met him and my body needs to rest, but as soon as I hear those words, in his rough, sexy voice, I'm suddenly wide-awake.
I look over at him. He's still lying on the bed with his head against the pillow. The top of his chest is lightly glistening with sweat. I look over his body, not spotting an ounce of fat. His muscled arms are sexy as hell. I don't know how much he works out, but he's doing something right, because his body is that of a Greek God.
How will I go back to sleeping with average men after this?
I move my body until I'm straddling his thighs. Keeping my eyes on his, I reach for his zipper, slowly lowering it before reaching the top of his jeans and pushing them down his hips. He helps me by lifting his ass, making it easier for me to remove his pants, but I don't remove them. I lower them enough to release his long, hard dick and his balls.
I lick my palm sensuously while still focused on his eyes, and then I grip his dick with my hand and start to stroke him. His eyes close as he groans and thrusts up into my hand.
Smiling and enjoying his reactions, I move my legs further down his body and lower my face to his package. Instead of putting my mouth on his dick, I decide to lick his balls instead. I lower my mouth and lick him, keeping my eyes focused on him, always on him. He looks like he's enjoying it, so I open my mouth wider and take one of his balls between my lips, sucking and licking him, while I continue to stroke his length.
"Jeez, babe, don't stop."
But I do, I release him just so I can suck on his other ball. He groans, clearly enjoying the way I'm taking him in my mouth. I attempt to put his entire ball sack between my lips and into my mouth, and successfully do so. I can't do much more than suck them, but the visual I'm giving him is all he needs.
Maverick starts to move, thrusting his cock in and out of the grip my hand has on him. I break eye contact and look down at his cock. The movement of him in my hand is beautiful, and when I see the slightest amount of pre-cum reach the head of his cock, I have an unquenchable desire to lick it off.
My mouth releases his balls and moves up to his cock before he can stop me. I stick my tongue out and right before I'm about to lick the cum off the tip of his dick, I look up at him, pausing until his eyes meet mine. As soon as they do, my tongue moves and licks the drop of salty-sweetness off his cock.
I moan and sit up, enjoying the taste of him. I lick my lips to tease him while mumbling, "So good."
He grunts in desire and goes to reach for me, but I'm too quick. I lower my head back down to him and take his cock as far as it will go. I start to suck him, fucking him with my hot, wet mouth. He's too large and I can't suck him all the way to the base so my hand joins the party, fisting his base and moving in rhythm with my mouth.
He tastes so good. I love the confidence a blowjob gives me. I know some women hate to give them, but they're fucking idiots. Blowjobs are empowering. If you want to feel some control in the bedroom, then you better be willing to suck a man's cock.
My mouth continues to suck his hard cock, and I can feel him preparing to come. His dick hardens, the large vein on the underside of his cock starts to throb, and he taps my shoulder, the universal move that says, "Either let go of my cock, or I'm gonna come down your throat."
He's crazy if he thinks I'm not going to cherish every last drop of him.
My lips pull back as his cock slowly glides out of my mouth until I have a hold of just the tip. I suck the head of his cock, as my hand squeezes and pumps his length fast and hard, and Maverick climaxes on my tongue. I'm surprised at how much cum slides down my throat, but I take down every drop, enjoying the look of ecstasy on his handsome face.
When I finished every last drop, I drag my teeth over the head of his cock and bite down gently, before releasing him. Maverick groans as he closes his eyes, still lying flat on the mattress.
I move up his body and straddle his hips. His cock is only semi-hard, but I plan on rectifying that right now.
I grind my pussy over his cock and I hear almost a painful groan release from Maverick's mouth.
"Hold up, woman. I need like five minutes before you start grinding your pussy on me."
I lightly chuckle at his response, but continue to grind myself against him. I'm horny and I want his dick now. I don’t want to have to wait five minutes.
I feel the palm of his hands against the skin of my hips, stopping my movement.
"I'm not kidding, babe. If you want me to fuck you, and fuck you good, you'll give me five fucking minutes to recover. Your mouth sucked me good, and I need to recuperate for a second. You sucked every ounce of cum out of me."
My lower lip comes out as I pout in disappointment, but I quickly realize five minutes isn’t very long.
I move so I'm next to Maverick and lie down beside him. I tangle my right leg with his and my right arm rests across his firm, chiseled chest. I nestle my head on his shoulder and close my eyes, hoping the five minutes go by quickly.
"You know, I don't normally let my random fucks cuddle with me. You've got a lot of balls trying."
I don't even open my eyes as I respond, "I didn't know this was going to be just a random fuck. Plus, I don't see you stopping me."
"I got an old lady. The only thing I have time for is random fucks."
"You've got to admit though, we're pretty damn good together."
"That may be true, darling, but I love my old lady. If you don't get that twisted, and you continue to fuck me with no inhibitions, I might consider getting your number before you leave."
"Is that right?"
"I don't lie, sweetheart."
"Well, I guess it's time for my audition."
I turn my head and kiss his shoulder softly. My mouth glides across his chest, leaving open mouth kisses all over his body. I kiss and lick his chest, his neck, and his chin; when I reach his mouth, I take his tongue between my lips and suck hard.
Maverick groans and flips me over quickly so that he's now on top. His rough palms reach under my thighs as he brings my legs up and over his shoulders. He struggles to maneuver himself out of his jeans and boxers, but he successfully does it hands free, and in one thrust he's inside me, filling me completely.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I scream from the sensation of him. I feel my body tremble and I almost come just from him being inside me.
"Don't end the party just as it's starting, Trixie."
Maverick pulls out of my throbbing center and stills, watching me below him.
"You really are a man's wet dream. Your body is fucking perfection, you're great at giving head, and your pussy fits my dick perfectly."
My eyes close as I try to take in every word he says. "I know I shouldn't be doing this. I don’t know you, and you have a woman already, but I can't resist you. You're my fucking wet dream."
At my words Maverick lets out another groan and starts to thrust inside me. His movements are hard and fast, as if he can’t control himself in the moment.
I keep my eyes closed and I try to feel everything he gives me. His long, thick cock as it pulls in and out of me. His hard chest against the back of my legs. His hands as they hold onto my hips with each thrust of his.
My body responds as my nipples harden and my skin starts to tingle.
It feels so good, too good.
As I try to take it all in, Maverick's body shifts. My legs are being moved until my feet hit the mattress. Maverick falls between my thighs and continues to thrust inside me, as his mouth lowers over my erect nipples and he starts to suck.
"Yes..." I groan. I can’t think clearly as he is fucking each and every brain cell out of me. He takes one of my nipples between his teeth and pulls gently before sucking it into his mouth. My other tit isn’t lonely for long as his hand comes out to twist and pull my sensitive bud.
The sensation is overwhelming. My nipples are sending a direct message to my core and I'm ready to come.
The build up is fast, and before I can warn him I'm shooting over the edge and screaming out my orgasm.
"Maverick, yes, Maverick..."
I don’t even recover as he flips me over onto my stomach and one of his big arms slides beneath my pelvis and pulls me back into him so I'm down on all fours.
Maverick's inside me again and thrusting into me hard, as he pulls my hips back to meet his violent thrusts. With every thrust my ass slaps against his hips.
"This time," he grunts. "When you come I want you shouting out Prez, or Mr. President. Either one, I don't give a fuck. You think you can do that, Trixie?"
"Y...yes," I moan incoherently. The only thing I'm aware of at the moment is the way his cock is hitting my insides with each grind of his hips.
I've never come this many times in one session, but this hot, sexy as fuck biker is going to make me come again at any second.
"Rub your clit, babe. I'm gonna come so I need you to rub your clit until you're coming, too."
I do as he demands and lean my chest against the mattress so I can free my arms. My right hand moves underneath me until my fingers reach my clit and I start to rub in a circular motion.
It's sensitive, almost too sensitive and I want to stop.
"It hurts," I moan, partially in pleasure, and partially in pain.
"Keep going, baby, you're almost there. It won’t hurt when you come. I promise."
I do as he says and continue to rub, ignoring the sensitivity and warning signs of my body. In the next moments the pain turns to pleasure and I can feel it. My orgasm is coming. It’s like a rollercoaster. I feel my body rising, higher and higher, until I'm ready to shoot over the edge.
"Oh..." I moan as I start to climax, my core starting to milk his cock. "Yes! Prez, yes. Fuck that's amazing... Mr. President."
At my words Maverick curses and thrusts one more time, and I feel him shoot his seed inside me. It feels so good. Having his cum inside me feels so incredible, like a piece of him owns me now. He continues to gently thrust in and out of my core as he finishes his release, before falling on top of me. We're completely spent.
His chest covers my back as I feel his cock soften inside me.
"That was incredible," I whisper, still in a state of bliss from all of my amazing orgasms.
"Yes, it was, darling."
Maverick kisses my shoulder before lifting himself up and pulling out of me. He shifts and lays down beside me, before pulling me over to him. I hold onto his body, not wanting to leave this moment.
I needed this afternoon. Hell, he needed this afternoon. Sometimes when your life turns to a shitty place, you need something new. Some kind of pick me up. Some kind of change.
***
My hand caresses his body as I watch his chest move up and down with each breath. My eyes shift to the scar on his rib cage. I'm reminded of the night he got it. It was a cheap shot by a guy from a rival biker gang. The man cracked open a bottle of beer against the edge of the bar and stabbed Maverick with the broken glass. Maverick ended up getting twenty-seven stitches that night.
I look up at this beautiful man next to me and catch him staring down at me. Our eyes meet, and I smile weakly at him. His hand comes up to brush against my cheek before he lowers his mouth to mine and his lips gently mold against mine in a soft, tender kiss.
"I love you, Melanie. I missed you, babe."
"I missed you, too, Johnny. I missed you so much. I know a lot of shit's been going on in the club, but I hated the distance between us lately."
My palms glide up his chest until I'm cupping the side of his face. "I don't want to lose you. If this isn't enough, let me know. We can try something different-"
"Shh, you're not gonna lose me, babe. Not now, not ever. This is enough, we are enough."
I want to say more but his lips on mine interrupt my thought process. I moan into his mouth, cherishing every brush of his lips until his mouth leaves mine again.
"Plus, today was fun, babe. You had a great idea with this role-playing shit. I wasn’t sure if it was going to go well or not, but seeing you on top of that beater, under the hot sun, and the drips of sweat sliding down your tits, I knew then that I could fucking role-play with you any day. You're hot, Mel. Always have been, but it's good to mix things up a little.
"I see my brothers getting ass everywhere we go, but I’d never do that to you, babe. No matter how tempting it is. Today, I realized you could be twenty ladies in one. I fucking loved it."
I smile up at Johnny, loving that today worked. We needed an adventure, we needed something new. Trixie was it, but now I could take off my Trixie hat and just be Johnny's old lady, Melanie.
"How long are you home for?"
"Not sure, babe. I think we'll have to leave on another run in a few days. Nothing too big though. I’ll only be gone for a day or two."
"I'm gonna miss you, Johnny."
"I'm gonna miss you too, Mel."
I lean in to kiss my man when I'm interrupted by pounding at our bedroom door.
"Yo, Prez. We've got a situation out here," one of Johnny's brothers yells through the door.
"I'm busy," Johnny shouts, pulling me into him and taking my lips with his.
No matter how much of Johnny's lips and body I get, I always want more. I groan into his mouth and shift over his body, straddling his hips and taking his length inside me, again.
"Shit," he grumbles, as his hands dart out to hold my hips and he thrusts up inside me.
I start to move on him, riding him slowly when there's more pounding on the door.
"Get the fuck out of here," Johnny yells.
"Can't, Prez. It's an emergency and it requires your immediate fucking attention."
"Yeah, Maverick. I know you're busy with your old lady, but you gotta come quick," Johnny's VP says through the door.
I'm about to tell Johnny to go when gunshots go off in the distance and I flinch at the sound.
"Shit," Johnny yells. He slaps my ass and moves me off him. "Stay here. Stay naked. I'll be right back, babe."
Johnny sits up and moves off the bed, quickly sliding up his jeans, sans underwear. Getting up, I run over to him and quickly kiss him on his shoulder, wanting to touch him one more time before he leaves the room.
He turns around and quickly leaves a peck on my cheek.
"You know the drill. Lock the door behind me and don’t come out until I get back."
He turns to leave the room as I hear more gun shots go off. It sounds like they're coming from outside the compound.
"Love ya, Johnny!" I shout to him as he walks away.
"Love ya, babe," I hear him mumble, while running out to the main room of the compound.
I close the door and lock it, then lock the dead bolt and chain.
Leaning back against the door, my fingers come up to my lips, remembering his lips on mine.
I l
ove that man. He may be a criminal, he doesn't have a filter, he scares the shit out of my family, and he has club skanks surrounding him at all times, but he loves me. He really loves me, and I'm willing to do whatever I can to keep it. We've had eight great years together, and I'm not ready to give that up.
I walk back over to our bed and lay down, thinking about what kind of role-playing we can do next week. Maybe I'll pretend to be a dirty cop who Maverick fucks to get information out of. That could be fun.
The End
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*Warning: This book is for mature readers ages 18 and up. It contains sex, sex, and more sex with a porn star. It briefly touches on M/F/M and M/F/F.
Adult Films. XXX Movies. Porn.
These are the kind of movies I've never planned to watch. It was a taboo topic where I grew up. As a kid I had only heard of it in passing. In middle school my parents would talk about my creepy uncle Frank and how he should look for a job instead of watching "those movies" all day. In High School boys thought it was funny to ask my friends and me to star in the amateur adult films they were making. In college most of my guy friends watched them, but I never had. When I moved to California that changed.
After surprising my fiancé at home and catching him screwing another woman, I hopped in my car and started driving. I was running away from my old life and I needed a change. I remembered my friend Tawny inviting me to visit her in Los Angeles, so that's where I went.
I didn’t find Tawny when I got there, but I did find her gorgeous roommate, Jared. Our friendship started out rough, but he gave me a place to stay and helped me get back on my feet. He became my best friend. My best friend who millions of women happened to lust over.
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