“One condition though,” I say, getting out of bed to grab my scattered clothes.
“What’s that, beauty?”
The man knows how to flatter a woman, that’s for sure.
“We need to go to my place first, so I can freshen up, get a change of clothes and some other things.”
Todd grins.
“You look just fine the way you are now.” He grabs my hand and stops me from getting dressed.
He kisses me. This time his lips are soft, gentle, as if asking for permission. I melt into his arms.
“We won’t make it to the door like this,” I whisper into his ear.
“What’s wrong with that?” he purrs, and I chuckle.
An annoying buzzing sound, like a gigantic fly buzzing around his head interrupts us. It doesn’t stop.
Todd sighs and releases me. As he retrieves his phone from his pocket, I scamper and quickly put my clothes on.
Once Todd is off the phone, he grabs his keys and we walk out the door.
“We’ll finish what we started later,” he whispers into my ear and I feel a sweet longing between my legs, a longing I have only come to know since last night.
Todd
After being on the phone for what seemed like an eternity, I finally drive her home. She takes a quick shower, changes clothes, and then I whisk her into my arms and tell her my plan for the day—the Hamptons.
Why the fuck not?
The drive out to the East Hamptons is quiet. I play some music for Sophie on the radio, and every time she smiles, my heart hammers in my chest.
It's weird to admit, but being with Sophie is different. She's unlike any other woman I've ever been with.
I focus on the road ahead. The Hamptons are so different from New York City. You can hardly believe it's still the same state.
Instead of buildings on top of one another, the greenery expands, front lawns grow bigger than football fields, and trees blanket your vision.
Every time the scenery starts to change, I get that distinct feeling I'm home.
Just as I round the bend, I spot my house.
"Here we are," I say.
"Wow, this is yours?" Sophie asks.
"One of my homes, yes," I smile. I see she's impressed.
I pull the car up the long driveway. I’m glad to show her my house—a large, sprawling affair with an Olympic-sized pool in the front yard.
"That pool looks amazing," Sophie says.
"We just might have to try it out later," I smile.
The house is empty, as usual. Since this isn't the only place I own, I'm not here often.
I turn the car's ignition off, and exit the car, popping open the trunk. I grab Sophie's bag. It's heavier than it looks. What is it with women and packing? It's as if they're packing their whole lives every time they're on a trip.
"Did you throw everything and the kitchen sink in here?" I ask, laughing.
"A girl can never be too prepared," she smiles.
Together, we walk inside the house.
"It's even more impressive on the inside than it is the outside!" she exclaims, looking around the foyer wide-eyed.
I've never brought a woman here before. Ever. And her excitement takes me by surprise. I watch as she runs out back.
"I've gotta check out this view," she says.
"Go for it," I say, following her out.
My mind kicks into overdrive. Hell, not only have I never brought a woman out here before…I've never brought anyone on a trip before. What's gotten into me?
Could it be because…?
No, that seems impossible. Or is it?
Have I fallen head over heels for Sophie? Enough so to merit this trip?
The thought of that makes my head spin.
If that's fucking true—it's a first.
"Unreal!" Sophie squeals. Her excitement is palpable. "This view is beyond amazing!"
She walks toward me and takes my hand in hers, and I swear, the moment she touches me, a bolt of electricity travels down my spine.
"I think we should take a walk down to the shore," she says, smiling wide. Her face lights up at the idea. The way she smiles and bats her eyelashes is enough to make me say yes to just about fucking anything.
"I agree," I say. "I think that's a great idea."
As soon as those words leave my lips, I'm surprised at myself.
Who is this person talking? What is happening to me? Since when have I ever wanted to fucking take a stroll down to the shore with a woman?
But the answer is obvious: right now. With this woman, my mind and body are in agreement.
Under no normal circumstances would I ever agree to do something so fucking cheesy, but this is Sophie we're talking about. She's different. She's no normal girl.
So, I smile and take her hand in mine and we head straight for the shore.
Within a few moments, our conversation pivots to the film.
"I will admit," I say, "I have low expectations of independent films in general."
"You do?" she says.
"Yes," I say, "but with that said, and having read the script, I believe there's something more to this one."
"That's a relief," she smiles.
"I have a confession," I say.
"What's that?"
"I trust you," I say. "And I admire you…being so versatile as to play the role of both the lead and the director."
She nods her head and thinks about this for a moment.
"It's a big risk," she admits. "And to top it off, it will only work if everyone cooperates."
The moment she says this, she eyes me with a smirk on her face, a that smirk speaks volumes.
I laugh.
"I swear," I say, "I'll cooperate more."
This makes her smile, and she moves her body closer to mine, hugging my arm a little tighter.
"Good," she says.
"I know how much this film means to you," I say, speaking slow and methodical, to make sure she knows I'm genuine about it. "And I'm being honest when I say that it means just as much to me."
"That means a lot to me," Sophie says.
"I know my career isn't as flawless as before," I say, and I'm surprised at myself for being so honest right now, but it's true. I'm getting less and less offers.
She hugs me tighter but doesn't say anything, so I continue.
"I hope to snatch an Oscar for this role that you so masterfully created."
I smile as I say this, and she returns with a grin of her own. As her lips curl into a smile, I watch as the last remaining rays of sun bounce off her glossy lips. Everything in me wants to press those lips against mine.
As she smiles, she says, "I think we should head back to the house."
Sounds like the perfect plan.
Sophie
I just let the desire guide me.
Slowly, I reach for his belt and unbuckle it, pulling it out smoothly with a single movement. Then I start unbuttoning the first button of his pants, my mind beginning to ramble about the huge bulk pulsing inside them.
I just want to feel it—with my hands, mouth, pussy. What’s happening to me? My whole body is craving Todd’s cock. I was never attracted to anyone like this.
Physically, he’s just too perfect. The kind we only see on tv…Which kinda makes sense, since he’s a constant on the big screen.
I unbutton the rest of his pants and then I pull down the zipper, all that mass contracted inside his clothes eager to come out and play with me. Without taking his pants off, I start sliding my hands heavily across his thighs and knees up and down.
I sit on his lap, parting my lips as I approach his. I feel my skin shiver every time I feel his tongue slowly touching mine with teasing movements. Each time his tongue touches mine, it hides itself, making me search after it, with a thirst I’m not able to explain.
His hands are on my neck, sliding down to my cleavage, where his avid fingertips trace the outline of my dress. Full of desire, he pushes it a little bit down, al
lowing him to peek at the lace of my black bra.
I can feel his cock pulsing inside his pants. Wasting no time, I jump out of his lap and position myself on the floor’s carpet on my knees. I grab the hem of his pants and pull them down his legs with my both hands, one at each side of his body.
I can see his cock tenting on his boxers briefs, desperately wanting to be set free. I find myself uncapable of waiting even one more second. I eagerly push his boxers all the way down his legs, as his shaft quickly jumps out.
My right hand starts stroking all his lenght, alternating between tightly gripping and lighty stroking it. Todd groans and leans his head back, as my hand takes total control of him.
But that’s not enough. I want to taste him next.
As I lean my lips toward his cock, he immediatelly raises his hips. He’s anxious to feel my mouth on him, but I want to tease him a little bit first.
Instead of going straight for his cock, my mouth goes for his inner thighs, and I kiss one and then the other, my lips dangerously close to his groins but never actually touching his cock.
“You´re fucking torturing me,” he groans, raising his hips once more.
“I know…that´s the point” I purr, softly resting my index finger on the root of his cock. I run it up all the way to its tip, and then back to the root, the pressure I’m applying on his cock so soft, I bet my finger feels like a feather.
His cock pulses harder and harder against my finger and I can’t resist it anymore. I lean in further, parting my lips. Reaching for his cock, replace my index finger with the wet tip of my tongue.
Feeling my tongue slowly touching the base of his shaft, he groans and sighs heavily. Then, I start running my tongue all the way up, as I trace the perfect contour of his member. Reaching his tip, I move my tongue in slow circles around it.
I want him to fill my mouth. I part my lips, wraping them on his tip, tasting his salty flavour that I like so much. Then, I just close my eyes, opening my mouth wide and allowing all his inches to slide over my tongue until they touch the back of my throat.
I hold it there, pressing my tongue against his shaft, and then move my mouth further down as deep as I can. I only stop when my lips brush the smooth skin at the root of his cock. Satisfied with my mouthful, I unroll my lips over his shaft, allowing his cock to pop out of my mouth.
I take a deep breath, and then I take him in once more. This time, instead of my slow movements earlier, I go as fast as I can, bobbing my head back and forth.
My hand starts caressing both his balls. They feel heavy and warm against my fingers, and my skin prickles as I imagine the ungodly amount of cum they must be producing right now.
Sucking him harder and harder, I wrap one hand around his shaft and start using both my mouth and hand to please him, sucking and stroking in a maddening pendulum motion.
As I suck, he places his hands on my head, grabbing a bunch of hair and forcing me to go deeper. I close my eyes and my hand lets go of his cock, as he starts fucking my mouth harder.
I try to moan, but his huge cock is filling all my mouth, only allowing me to drop some loose sounds. I am so consumed by the sensation that I don´t know for how long we keep like that. Oh my God, I love having him on my mouth.
Feeling closer to the point of no return, he pushes my head back, pulling his member out.
He grabs me by the hand, pulling me up. His arms go around my waist as he presses his lips on mine. With his right hand, he reaches my zipper’s dress, slowly pushing it down, allowing the straps to slide down my shoulders.
Grabbing on the fabric, Todd pushes the dress down my body, as his hands follow it, pressing my curves as it falls. As it finally reaches the floor, I step out of it, now with only my bra and thong covering me.
“I want you,” I whisper on his ear as I place my hands around his neck. Then I start unbuttoning his shirt.
“I want you more.”
Anxious, he raises his arms, allowing me to take his shirt off. I take a moment to stare the naked man in front of me. His voice made my pussy even wetter, soaking my thong. I need his cock now. But first, he has other plans.
Picking me up, he takes me to the bed and lays me down on the mattress. He leans into me and with his hands on my knees, opens my legs wide. Then he simply lies down on top of me.
With his right hand, he traces the contour of my face, and then goes down to my bra. He quickly discovers the clasp on the front, right between my breasts. Unclasping it, he reveals my breasts, as his hands cup and squeeze then.
His fingertips slide to a rosy nipple and he starts pinching it softly. I moan with pleasure, all of my body craving for his touch. While he pinches my nipples, one at a time, his lips go straight to my neck, where he kisses me and bites my softly. I moan again.
“It feels so good.”
“It will only get better.” He grins, as he slides his lips down my neck, tracing a line as he approaches his mouth to my right nipple.
He wraps his lips around my hard tip, and starts sucking it gently, as his other hand squeezes my left breast. I gasp as I feel his tongue make quick swirls as he take turns sucking on each tip.
Letting go of my nipples, Todd’s lips continue going down, until they reach my thighs. Then, with his fingers he pulls my thong to the side and starts tracing down a line between the elastic band and my outer lips, touching them lightly.
I moan, but i don´t want any teasing, I want his fingers on me right now. As if he could read my thoughts, he starts rubbing his finger up and down, touching the whole lenght of my drenched pussy.
With his hands on the thong’s elastic band, he pushes it down my legs, throwing it to the floor near the bed. He leans into me and starts touching me again, avoiding my clit area, and positioning his face between my legs.
He licks and kisses my thighs, the warm of his breath near my skin driving me insane. Then, with one finger, he traces circles around my clit and starts rubbing it up and down and side to side. At the same time, with the other hand, he inserts one finger inside my pussy hooking it upwards, touching and rubbing my G-point.
I feel my skin prickling as he does that, and moans cascade out of my lips, filling the whole room. He expertly moves his finger in and out, beginning slowly at first, and then increasing the pace. While fingering me, he brings his tongue to my clit and gently licks it.
My hands go to his head, pushing it deeper into my thighs.
Now, sucking my clit, he inserts a second finger inside me, going in and out with more urgency than before. It feels so good that I’m screaming, my throat is becoming sore, but I don’t care. Todd is completely eating my pussy and that’s all I can think about right now.
He goes in with a third finger, while he sucks my wetness. I can already feel a massive orgasm building up inside me.
“Don´t stop…don’t stop, Todd!!!” I scream.
He goes at it, harder and harder, until I can’t take it anymore and come hard. As my pussy tightens around his fingers, I arch my back and grab the sheets, carving my fingers on the mattress. The explosion of pleasure runs through my whole body, and he only takes his fingers out of me when I stop screaming.
Still burning inside, I force him to lay down on his back. I plant both feet on either side of his head, and then start lowering myself slowly, only stopping when I feel my knees on the matress and my pussy lips press against his mouth.
With my hands on his waist, I then bend forward and reach for his cock with my mouth, eager to have him between my parted lips.
I start sucking his tip gently, wrapping my tongue around it, as he parts my inner lips with his tongue and begins to lick me.
Then I open my mouth wide, allowing all his lenght inside and start bobbing my head, going as deep as I can. It’s hard to stay focused, once he´s completely eating my pussy, licking and sucking my clit.
I don’t know how long our mouths work to please each other like that, but it’s time to feel his cock inside me. Letting go of his big shaft, I r
oll to the side.
Grabbing me by the wrists, he pins me down on the bed, pressing his naked body on top of mine. He grabs his cock, guiding it down and rubbing its tip against my pussy. In a second he is inside me, his big shaft sliding through my wet pussy.
Once he is deep inside me, he holds it there pausing for a moment, instead of thrusting again. He grabs my breast and squeeze them, one at a time, and his lips go to my neck, where they kiss me gently, making my body shiver. My nipples are hard as they can be, while he pinches them softly.
He takes his cock out, and then slides it inside me again. The pace of his thrusts increases, and it doesn’t take much longer until he is completely fucking me without mercy. My thighs try to match his rough and harsh rhythm as I moan hard.
“Harder,” I beg him, not entirely sure if that’s even possible, but he’s a man full of surprises. He’s going in and out so fast now, I’m not sure I can keep up.
“Don´t stop!”
That sweet feeling starts to burn inside me again, making me shiver, making me want more of him all to myself. The though of this gorgeous man, with his big cock all inside me, pleasing me, makes me want to see what’s happening with my own eyes, instead of just feeling it.
I raise my head from the bed slightly, using my elbows for support. And here it is, his massive cock fucking me, so fast that it is almost impossible to see if it’s going in or out.
The sight of it makes my body burn even more and just like that, I come hard, waves of pleasure reaching all the cells of my body. Oh Todd, what are you doing to me?
Shivering, I gather some strength that I never thought I’d still have, after he fucked me like this. I stand up on the matress, and looking at the grin on his face I know that there’s more to come..
“Tired already Sophie?” he laughs, teasing me, while he lays on his back, looking up at me with his hands folded behind his head.
“You’ll see,” I say, focusing on what I am going to do with him next. I’m gonna ride him so hard, he won’t even know in which planet he’s in.
Still throughly aroused, I jump on top of him, unable to fight my desire to have more him. I lean toward his face and kiss him. He kisses me back, and our tongues wrap, caressing and battling each other.
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