by Ruby McQueen
“I’ve wanted those lips the second you wrapped them around your chopsticks, all fuck-me like.”
With that he pulls away a little and beams a relieved grin at me like he had been holding his breath from that moment and only just was able the let it go.
“You sexy fucker,” he smiles and his hands release from behind me. He reaches an arm around behind my back and we begin walking again, slowly, although for me I think perhaps I’m now space walking as I’m not quite sure the earth’s gravity is still holding me down. I can see the lamp post just up ahead near the entrance of his complex, thank god! The way he pounced on me moments ago has me thinking exclusively about having him inside me, I’m in such a state of desire for him right now, it’s impossible to think of much else. Oh, the things I could do to you I recall saying to him in one of our text sessions. There is an awkwardness to me with him, we have history and yet had never met, but one thing is certain, when Kitty has the engine purring, any residual shyness is gone in a nanosecond!
In seconds we are rounding the hedge lined path to Derek’s apartment.
He unlocks the door and we enter his place. He flicks on the lights and heads silently towards the bedroom going to remove his wallet and phone while he strides up the hallway. I follow, dropping the cookies and rice on the dining table as I pass it.
As I round the doorway to his room, he dumps his items on a dresser and stands squarely watching me as I enter towards him. I stop near the chair where my bag is stationed. His stare is dark and intense I’m not sure what I’m meant to be doing, so I remain there, meeting his gaze head long. I would love to tie him to my bed and do all the things I’ve said I would, make good on my teasing voice memos. Hell with this, I know what I want to do. I grip the top of the chair and keeping my eyes on him, I lift my foot up within reach and slip one of my shoes off and let it drop to the floor. I repeat for the second. I Place my hands at the base of my top, I slip both thumbs up under it and start dragging it up over my torso making sure he can see my hands slowly and sensually rolling over my bare flesh as I expose it. Oh yeah, game on lover! I break eye contact as I slip it off over my head and proceed to let it drop on top of my shoes. I pause momentarily, keeping eye contact, he is standing there frozen and ‘keenly observing’ me so intently, I’m not even sure he’s blinking. I position my hands below my bra and slide them leisurely south until I hit my jeans. I slip them beneath my jeans and give a barely-there moan as I rub slowly over my panties for thirty seconds or so and all the while his stare burns into me. I slide my hands back out and begin to unbutton them. Every movement is slow and deliberate and oozing lustful intentions, I am putting on a show for him and the power is rapidly going to my head, as well as peaking my own arousal.
I begin to ease my jeans down and as they reach my knees, I let them fall to the floor and step out one leg at a time, slowly, moving just that little bit closer to Derek. There is so much electricity between us you can almost feel the hair on the top of my head rise, like I’m standing near tesla coils. I start the process over of resting my hands against my stomach and slowly slipping them up over my torso and breasts, where I pause momentarily giving a squeeze and rubbing my thumbs inward over my nipples which are hard beneath my bra. One hand at a time I follow up my bra strap and slowly draw it off my shoulders. I can almost feel Derek’s breath, now that it’s audible. I have him locked in my sights and in this moment, I am seducing him slowly and to my surprise, he is letting me. On with the show...
I reach into my bra and gently fondle my breasts before releasing them and sliding my hands downtown. I stroke myself through my panties and before I can continue my sultry strip tease, Derek is bent down and ripping his shoes off with gusto. Next is the shirt and tee which he flings down behind him. Oh, yes baby, rip your clothes off. He peels his jeans off over his bulging jocks and tosses them as he approaches me like he can no longer stand to not be touching me. He descends upon me all lips and hands tangling over me roughly, kissing deep into my mouth, then over my neck and breasts. The feel of his prickly stubble dragging across me gives me tingles which are smoothed by velvety, smooth, warm delectable lips. I grab his face and drag it back, so his lips are on mine again. I love foreplay, but I’m busting to have him inside me. He reaches behind me and unhooks my bra releasing my breasts as it falls away to the floor.
Abruptly I am shoved down onto the bed and Derek is dragging my panties from me quicker than a magician yanking out a tablecloth, so the cutlery stays behind untouched. Yeah, here we go, the business end. Then with the same haste his own briefs are gone revealing a very impressive erection. I’m ready big boy, I’m yours, take me! He is on top of me in a blink, kissing me with vigour all the while pressing his aroused cock into me. I move my legs a little further apart so that I have his erection now pressing directly against my moist clit. He begins rubbing himself against me and I know it won’t be very long and I’ll orgasm beneath him from the friction of that alone. But to my disappointment he leans his pelvis away from me so there is no downstairs skin contact.
What? Why?
Before I can react, he says, “I want to taste you, Trinity.” And without waiting for my response he begins trailing firm kisses that are partial sucks and nibbles intermittently along my neck. God that feels so good!
“I want to taste you too,” I say waiting for his lips to make their way to mine, but instead he starts fondling my tits as he continues tasting along them.
I reach my hands through his thick black hair, which is gelled up into a Mohawk trying to encourage his head back up, but instead he continues to track south. Holy shit! He wants to suck my clit! It finally dawns on me. He has said it so many times! Oh my god! I want this, well, I have thought I wanted this, I’ve dreamed of it so many times, seen it in my head and yet, I’m suddenly anxious as fuck! God, I hope I smell sweet down there! Did I really just think that? Get your head in the game, Trinity! Blow his mind girl.
Derek looks up from my midriff where he has stalled mid kiss, lifts his head and says “You smell amazing. You taste...” and with that he sinks his teeth into my tummy, right above my hip bone, I gasp in response and he adds with a lowered voice that is almost a growl, “So yummy. I have to eat you.” Jesus, what do I say? Something sexy, something cool!
I muster a soft, sexy whisper and smile at him perched there between my legs and reply, “Well, you better be dessert then. I missed out on my cookie.” Duh! So dumb, Trinity! So dumb!
“Oh, I’m gonna eat your sexy little cookie. Mmhmm,” he grabs my left leg and lifts it up as he sits more upright, bringing it up to almost a right angle. Before I can guess what he’s up to, he lands a hard slap on my exposed left ass cheek.
“Ooooh that might leave a mark, Baby Cakes,” his lips curl into an evil little grin.
I chuckle a little and add, “Spank my ass, Hot Stuff.”
“Oh, its gonna get spanked, Sexy, but, first things first.” What first thing?
He brings his warm lips down onto the inside of my ankle and kisses it softly and makes an ‘Mmm’ sound. I watch him, waiting to see what he will do next. He places his tongue on the very same spot and begins to skate it along the inside of my leg, ever so slowly, stopping to bite me every so often. When he sinks the teeth into me, I make no noise, but arch my back a little in response, enjoying it. I notice his eyes are burning hot like the embers in a fire pit. It’s so stupid that I felt self-conscious when I now realise how much he wants this. As his tongue rounds the inside of my knee, he lets my calf rest up over his shoulder and skims his hand on the back of my thigh all the way down to the crease below my ass cheek. His stare is so intense, he wants to see my reaction to what he’s doing, so greedy!
He licks down my inner thigh and when he bites me, it’s tender and I squirm a little and grin at him. I don’t want to give much away, but it is sensitive, and I am hot for him. The anticipation of his mouth making contact with me so intimately, I dread it and want it all at once. He makes his way to my panty l
ine, kissing along where they would snugly rest. He grabs one side of my smoothly waxed outer lip between his teeth, tugging at it while observing my reaction. Then without hesitation he is on my clit, hot tongue gliding silkily along me, I let out a quiet sigh. He has taken me by surprise, I half expected the torturous assault to continue, teasing me until I was begging. But he eagerly begins sucking my clit. I groan and briefly close my eyes as I feel the pleasure building very quickly in the muscles around my groin. He slides his mouth along me and continues to mix it up sucking and licking. I am groaning and gasping for air. I’m expecting him to stop right before I am ready to explode; teasing is our thing, well, so far as sexting goes, I think he wants to drive me into a begging, grovelling mess!
All the tingly sensations are building and pulling deep within me and I don’t think I can contain them.
“God, I’m close,” I manage to mutter out breathlessly. Before I can warn him further, I feel the familiar rush of pleasure getting ready to burst out of me. Derek continues to suck on and around my clit, but just before I’m ready to come I feel him slip his long, agile finger inside me and begin to stroke along the front wall inside me teasing my G-Spot. It’s my absolute undoing. I squeak out a few ‘yeahs’ as all the built-up tension releases around me in a rush of adrenalin and waves of pure ecstasy crash through me. My body floods with heat and I feel the sensations begin to pulse and subside. Derek lifts his mouth up from my clit and smiles at me before immediately placing his four fingers against my now very sensitive folds and begins to circle around in the post orgasmic slickness. My legs twitch as he moves his fingers over me, and I realise I’m about to come again, “Go again, Sexy, I want to watch you come,” he almost purrs to me. The combination of the stimulation both outside and inside me is too much, and almost on command I am undone again. I arch my back and desperately grip the bed linens tightly as wave after wave of orgasmic shockwaves crash through the ocean inside my liquid body. But it doesn’t stop, he continues to swirl his stiffened fingers over my slickness, bringing me again and again. My mind is absorbed by every molecule of sensation taking over my senses, until I feel so wrung out, there is no more life left in my limp limbs. Mercy, please! I’m out!
Finally, he stops all movement and says, “I can feel your muscles clamping around my finger. That was Sexy as fuck!”
I raise my heavy arm and flop it over my face and try to swallow. My mouth is dry from the panting. I’ve heard my audios, after the first one or two orgasms I get very moan and groan, all ‘yeah’, ‘oh god’ a panting mess.
I’m so relaxed I could easily just drift off into the ether of the heavens, but Derek has resumed kissing along my abdomen, and I realise he has not had his release yet. I lift my hand up and say, “Hi.”
He laughs a little and says, “Hi, Sexy.”
“Guess what, Hot Stuff?” I beam the grin of a very satisfied girl, trying to uncoil her brain and return the favour.
“What, Sexy?” he stills and waits for my answer. I lift my hand and curl my finger back and forth to beckon him in, as if I have a secret to tell. The corner of his mouth curls into a half smirk and he brings his ear in close to my mouth.
I whisper slowly and deliberately, “I’m so ready to feel your hard cock inside me and this ass isn’t gonna spank itself!” and with that he pulls back and looks at me stunned, yes, it’s unexpected from me, I know, I know, I am quite shy with him, but the hell with it! He’s earned it, pride be fucked!
“Hmmm, spank that ass huh?” he sits up a little.
“Yep... hard.” I can’t not smirk, it’s a physical impossibility at this point.
“Well, I guess that means I’m taking you from behind then?”
“Guess so.”
“Mmhmm, yes please.”
I smile at him for a moment then he backs away giving me room to manoeuvre into position. I roll onto my tummy and assume the position on all fours. He climbs up behind me and brings his erection straight up into contact with my saturated and now very sensitive folds.
“Mmmm, Trinity, that ass is smoking.” And before I can say anything in response a crisp, clear slap rings out through the air from his hand cracking down hard against my rump leaving a stinging, hot, raised outline of Derek’s hand, like he has branded me.
“Owww,” I say playfully as he now rubs the heated area in an attempt to soothe it. He rocks his cock back and forth at the same time against me making quiet little noises of approval. I begin to rock my hips back and forth against him and again he brings his hand down hard on the other side of my ass. Here is Derek DeMatteo, Hot Stuff, brandishing my butt cheeks. I would say spank my ass, but it is so getting spanked already!
He slowly skims his erection backwards towards my entrance and hovers the head of his dick there, teasing me. I go to push against him so he slides inside me, but he backs away enough so he can drop down along my lips and resume stoking himself along me. He skates his hands up over my butt and along my lower back, like he is appraising the merchandise. He draws his cock back towards my entrance again and rims around me. I don’t make any attempts to get him to penetrate me, I figure it will just make him delay the process, which I’m usually down for, but I’m growing impatient now and I just want to feel him inside me. I’m going to behave I’ve decided for the one time.
“God, you feel so good, Trinity. You were worth the wait.” Wow! That makes me melt a little and sends a rush of tingles deep inside my belly, like he has set loose a thousand butterflies and I feel every beat of their fluttering wings against my insides. It’s hard to hear some things he says, so warm and genuine, because I know a thing or two about this guy. I know he was seeing three girls at the same time when we started talking. They were boring in bed and were flinging themselves at him, so he went with fucking them all. He tells me things, the right things to enchant my ears, I’m special, I’m a dream girl, I’m awesome, I’m perfect... Either he has never met anyone like me and our chemistry is like no other, or I’m a fool, and I’m being played straight out of the DeMatteo book of ‘what the bitches wanna hear’. Oh, please not the second thing, please don’t be adding me to his chain of skanks.
Derek pulls away from me and I hear him ripping the foil off a condom. Jesus effing Christ! I was so consumed by the moment I totally forgot about protection! That would have been a hot mess!
He brings his erection back over me and slaps my right butt cheek, hard. I flinch a little and he again smooths his hand over the inflamed area. He again brings the head of his cock to my opening and this time he slams into me without so much as a warning. I grit my teeth and groan into my own throat as he takes a strong grip over my hips and starts pounding into me from behind. He is so deep inside me with all that size I can’t keep quiet, not in this position. I try to stifle the noises I am making, but it’s difficult. Christ knows I don’t want to sound like some porno slut, but he is almost drilling for oil and I just can’t stop.
“God, Trinity,” he says without stopping. It’s a tight fit, no denying. He shifts his angle slightly but never breaks stride. This adjustment means I can feel him grazing across my G-Spot and I begin to build again quite quickly. Damn it!
“Oh... my... god.” I say in staccato to the pounding as he continues his wicked pace.
“Come with me, Trinity,” I can’t answer at this point. Everything draws into my core before it rushes out again like the energy of my soul is detonating. It’s so intense I drop my head and close my eyes. I can’t move, so I just tense everything up, right down to my curled toes. He slows the pace a little as I continue to let the current of energy ripple through every molecule within me.
When he stills behind me, I realise he is coming too. That is sexy as fuck to me, I don’t know why? The fact that I have made him orgasm, me, I’m the reason, just does something to me. He draws himself out of me and plants a soft kiss on each side of my ass cheeks where he has slapped me. I chuckle a little, the gesture is funny to me, spank my ass, then kiss it!
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�You have no idea how perfect you are, Trinity!” he caresses my bottom tenderly for a moment as he says it.
I laugh quietly again, god what could I say to that? He slowly gets off the bed and strides into the bathroom I guess to dispose of the condom.
“No one’s perfect, Derek. I’m just a regular girl.” And with that I drop down from all fours to lying on my stomach with my arms tucked up for me to rest my head on his now dishevelled bed.
“Perfectly flawed then, definitely not regular,” his voice echo’s a bit from the bathroom. He returns with a charcoal towel around his cock, gently rubbing to clean up any mess.
“And just look at that,” he motions to my ass, “I could look at that all day, you have no idea what you do to me.” I feel my face heat. Oh, blushing again, just great!
I want to return the compliment, but he climbs up onto the bed beside me and offers me the towel. I reluctantly take it and roll to my side a little sliding it down between my legs and once it’s in place, I resume lying on my stomach. It’s so weird how casual he is. I can still feel the aftereffects of my post orgasmic bubble, pulsing inside my lady parts, but he’s happy to just throw a towel on it to sop up the moisture like ‘no big deal’.
“How about a drink? You must be thirsty?”
“I’d love one thanks.”
“Water or Juice?”
“Water… Thanks.”
He gets up off the bed, “No probs, I’ll be right back.”
I lie there and wonder what time it might be. How will this end? Well thanks for shagging me all weekend, Derek, it’s been great! I can’t believe how much I want to be with him, I want to profess my feelings to him, but I can’t. I love being here with him, it feels so right and that puts me on edge. I’m in the danger zone, the lovers vortex, trying to hang on for grim life to my frail heart.
I hear Derek enter the room, so I roll on my side to greet him. As my hormonal frenzy dies down, so does my confidence and I’m back to feeling a bit giddy in the presence of a guy I am clearly starting to like more and more. I’m in his shadow peering up and idolising him somewhat and my conscience is giving me a good hard slap to the back of the head and muttering stop being an idiot!