Amateur Night

by Holden Granger

  Scott looked down at her from above his sculpted chest and rippling abs, and Rachel knew she wanted to taste every inch of his skin. She ran her tongue up and down the underside of his shaft and listened to his sweet groans. Gently, she took his balls in her hand and sucked each one in turn into her mouth. Finally, when she could wait no more, she flicked her tongue over the very tip of his cock and parted her lips to take the swollen head into her mouth.

  Rachel nearly came as she savored the velvety smooth skin over his hardness. She had never thought sucking a dick could feel so good to her. She reached up to grab both his nipples and gave them a quick pinch, reveling as she felt him jump and curse. His hands wrapped in her red curls and pulled her head back.

  “I can’t last long, baby. I want to come by fucking you.”

  “There’ll be plenty of time for fucking; I want to taste your cum.” Rachel plunged her mouth down on his cock and swirled her tongue around his head. She pumped her fist, wet with her saliva and his precum as she sucked with renewed vigor. She had never wanted any man to come in her mouth before, but she was desperate to taste him.

  Scott stiffened, and she felt him swell against her tongue. The first jet of his cum blasted to the back of her throat, and she swallowed the hot, creamy load greedily. As she milked his cock, she reached down and felt her pussy through her thong, now soaked through with her own juices. She couldn’t resist slipping her finger past the waistband and down to her aching clit. A few strokes were all it took for her to explode into her own wild orgasm, Scott’s dick still in her mouth.

  Scott pulled her off his cock and guided her up to him. They kissed, slower and deeper this time. He grasped the front of her jacket and ripped it apart, sending the buttons flying. His hands were impatient to stroke her breasts and reached inside the cups of her bra, seeking her hardened nipples. Rachel groaned as she felt her soft mounds swell into his grasp. She reached back, unhooked the clasp, and stepped back to rip the bra from her body. Next she fumbled with the zipper to the skirt, eager to press back against him; finally she half pulled, half tore the skirt down and off.

  As she fell back into Scott’s embrace, he picked her up, cupping her ass, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. His cheek, rough with a day’s stubble, brushed hers, his lips caressing the area around her ear and nipping an earlobe. Despite their recent orgasms, their bodies grew feverish with need once again as Scott carried her to the bed and threw her down. She fell, spreading her legs, anxious to have him between them. Scott plunged down to her chest, his mouth hot on her skin. He kissed and nibbled across the breast, lifting it to work on the sensitive skin on the underside before he made his way to the hardened, puckered nipple. He flicked his tongue across the bud while his hand gently massaged her other breast.

  “Oh God, Scott, that feels so good!” Rachel gasped and pushed his head hard against her tit. Scott switched nipples and pinched the one still slick with his saliva, making her arch her back with a sharp cry.

  Dancing his lips and tongue across her skin, Scott began to move lower. Rachel ran her hands through his dark curls as she urged him even lower, her pussy throbbing with wanton lust. He dipped his tongue into her navel as his hands kneaded her ass, running his fingers deep into her crack and pulling the cheeks apart. As his mouth approached the top of her thong, he moved his hands forward and caressed the inside of her thighs with his thumbs, allowing them to drift against the lips of her pussy.

  “Suck my pussy, Scott!” Rachel commanded, her voice hoarse.

  Scott did as he was told, ripping the thong off with a quick jerk. The flash of pain as the fabric dug into her flesh before parting drove Rachel wild. Scott dipped the tip of his tongue into her hot slit, taking his time swirling it in her hole before traveling up to gently stroke her clit. Her fingers became talons in his hair, making her cry out as the pleasure became almost too much to bear.

  Rachel pushed his face hard against her slick pussy, frantic for his tongue. She felt two of his fingers penetrate her, curling up to stroke the rough button of her G-spot. Her hips bucked wildly as she lost control. Ribbons of liquid fire pulsed up from her cunt. She cupped her tits, pulling and pinching the nipples as she felt herself tumbling toward another orgasm. Then Scott slipped another finger into her, and the fullness made her scream. He wet the finger in her and removed it. Now with his first two fingers deep inside her and his mouth sucking her clit, he slipped the third finger against her puckered anus and massaged it. A tiny remnant of the woman she had been balked at what he was doing, but the lust-driven woman she was now gloried in the new sensation as his fingertip slipped into her ass and stroked her in time with the fingers in her pussy.

  Rachel thrashed against the bed as a greater orgasm shook her. She shuddered again and again in response to the waves of erotic electricity racking her sweat-soaked body. Scott slipped up to kiss her, his tongue plunging deep, delivering the taste of her own juices. She sucked his tongue greedily and savored this new experience.

  His cock pressed between their bodies, its steely hardness announcing Scott’s renewed need. She didn’t know if her swollen pussy could take any more, but she had to feel him inside her.

  “Fuck me, Scott, fuck my pussy now!” she gasped.

  Rachel nearly wept with frustration as she felt him leave the bed. She watched him rummage briefly in his duffel and pull out a condom. Seeing him in his naked splendor, every muscle defined, brought fresh torture to her body. She wanted him in a base, animal way, to feel his body slamming into hers.

  Though she had never done anything like this before, she rolled to her stomach and pushed her ass in the air at the edge of the bed. She felt Scott step behind her and grab her hips roughly. He placed the tip of his cock against her lips and slid himself in until the head had filled her opening.

  “Please, Scott,” she begged as she pushed back against him. He rocked his hips, driving himself in a little farther. Rachel gasped, relishing the fullness in her cunt as he stretched her. She never had a cock this big inside her, but she needed it all. Scott placed a hand in the hair at the back of her head and pushed her hard against the mattress as he pulled back and thrust his full length into her. In response, a scream ripped from deep within her.

  “Yes, Scott! Fuck me harder!” she cried as he began to pound her.

  Every thrust of his hips sent her higher in an incredible spiral of sensation. Almost painfully, she surpassed levels she thought would have made her come again. Finally the first wave of orgasm hit her like a wall, followed by another. As each fresh explosion ripped through her, Rachel wailed anew. Her pussy contracted hard against Scott’s driving cock, driving his tempo to increase, their bodies slapping together in an ever-faster chorus. Scott’s fingertips dug into her flesh as he pumped long and hard against her ass.

  She knew he was about to come again, and she needed to see his face. She pulled herself free of his cock and spun on the bed, spreading herself for him. Scott gazed at her with lust-drunk eyes as he reached beneath her and pulled her up until they sat facing each other, with Rachel impaled deliciously on that thick cock. With a hoarse cry, Scott erupted into his own orgasm, gripping her body to his with crushing force.

  They fell together onto the bed, caressing each other languidly as the heat slowly left their bodies.

  “I don’t know what got into you, girl, but I have never experienced anything like that before,” Scott finally whispered. His hands stroking her hair, she laid her head on his slick chest.

  “I’ve never wanted anyone so much in my life as I wanted you tonight,” Rachel admitted.

  “You were amazing. I didn’t think you could do it, let alone blow the room away like that.” Scott reluctantly pulled away from her and rose from the bed. He headed to the bathroom to remove the condom.

  “Mmm, I know,” Rachel said with a smile. “I never thought I’d be naked on stage in front of you, let alone a crowd of horny men.”

  “You earned every penny, baby. I’ve seen a few stri
ppers in my day, but I’ve never seen anything like you. Let’s put that money away. In fact, I’ll put it in your purse. You’ve more than earned the right to hold it.” Scott reached for her purse on the bedside table.

  Rachel bolted upright. “No! Wait…”

  But Scott had already opened it. His brows gathered in confusion as he pulled out a wad of bills. “What’s this? You must have hundreds of dollars here.”

  “Yeah, and my parents aren’t in Mexico either,” Rachel admitted with a sigh.

  “You could have paid for the radiator this morning…” His voice trailed off. “Why go through all this?”

  Rachel propped herself up on her arm. “I practically had to point out the poster in the mechanic’s shop; I stood right under the thing! I saw it and had a wild idea. I thought about what you said, how we would be locked into respectable lives someday, and I wanted an adventure.”

  Scott whistled low and long. “You sure picked an adventure, all right. Hold on—you argued with me when I first suggested it.”

  Rachel shook her head. “I couldn’t give in too easily, could I? I wanted to see how much you wanted me to do it. If you didn’t want me to, I would have brought out my money.”

  “I have a confession too.” Scott looked at her sheepishly as he spoke.

  “What’s that?”

  “I only put that flyer for sharing a ride to Phoenix at your dorm. I turned down everyone else who called.”

  “Why?”

  Scott grinned. “I was hoping you’d take me up on it, and I wanted you all to myself. I’ve been wondering about you for a while—you seemed so quiet, but there’s something smart and sexy about you. I was trying to figure out how to get near you all year, but I knew my playboy reputation repulsed you.”

  “Repulsed might be too strong a word,” Rachel said.

  “So who seduced whom on this trip?” Scott asked.

  “We may never know.” Rachel smirked and pulled Scott down next to her again.

  Biography

  Holden Granger brings a wide variety of life experiences to his writing. He has worked as a political campaign manager, private investigator, and financial industry entrepreneur. Holden has also traveled extensively in the United States, Europe, and Asia in search of cultural perspectives on love, sex, and relationships. Currently, he is studying the BDSM lifestyle in search of inspiration for his writings. He previously spent several years researching polyamory and swinging. Holden maintains several residences, but he considers the Miami, Florida area home.

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