by Sahara Kelly
He wanted to fuck her, right then and there. To spend hours in bed fucking. He longed to reenact all the scenes from the movies he’d ever filmed. All three thousand two hundred and sixty eight scenes. Give or take.
His jaw locked as she sucked hard on the head of his cock and squeezed the muscles in his tightened ass. He watched her tongue flick over his cock and when she glanced up at him, he saw she was smiling around him even as she swirled a sheen of her saliva over his entire length.
“I want you so fucking bad.” The need in his throat nearly choked him.
Toni licked his cock once more and sighed against it, a breath of air that could easily have been a sledgehammer since it made him shudder fiercely.
“We’ll need protection.” She looked uncertainly at him.
Paul glanced around the room and saw a small music box on top of the table near the door. He couldn’t really walk anywhere at this particular moment, of course, since his shorts and underwear were around his ankles. Opening the music box, the tinkling sound of a Christmas ballet began to play and he found what he hoped for. This was Bud’s house, after all. “I have one like this in my room too. With these in it.” He held up the little gleaming foil miracle.
Toni grabbed it from Paul’s hand, ripping it from the package and sheathing his rock hard cock. With a smile she stood up. “Time to take this to bed.”
Paul grabbed her hip before she could turn and pushed her against the door once more, leaning his weight into her softness. “Right here. Right now.” He kissed her again and reached down. His hands cupped her ass and he lifted her, loving her moans, the sounds of pleasure she made as he began to kiss her neck. Her forehead lowered to rest on his and she wrapped her legs around his hips, locking her ankles behind him.
His cock was ready and as he bent his knees it was no problem at all to find Toni’s hot opening. With a hard thrust he entered her, plunging deep, stunned by the sensation of the boiling heat that enveloped him. It was enough to make them both moan.
“Paul…” She whispered the word against his skin.
He almost came, right at that moment. Just from entering her hot pussy as their bodies melted together. He bit her shoulder where it curved into her neck, a gentle nip he soothed with his tongue, then pulled his hips back, only to ram deep into her again.
The door creaked as they found their rhythm. Toni panted in and out, a matching tempo as Paul played her body like a skilled musician. It seemed an endless moment out of time, a boundless journey, as they fucked. Over and over again he sank into her wet depths, sweating and taut with the strain yet unable to think of anything but being buried in her fiery silk.
Paul’s head thumped against the door as he sank deeply into her pussy one last time. He froze, submerged inside her.
”What’s wrong?” Toni breathed, “Oh God, don’t stop—please don’t stop, not now—”
“I—I—can’t hold back much longer.”
Toni leaned forward and panted into his ear. “It’s all right. Honestly. It’s all right. Just finish. We have all night and I want to feel you come inside me. Make me feel you.” She took a deep breath. “Hard, Paul. Hard and fast.”
Paul knew his hands were tightening on her ass as her words seeped into what was left of his brain. His body was rigid and stiff and with a massive thud, he slammed into her, forcing a small squeal of excitement from her throat.
He was blissfully ready to explode. Groaning, plunging, with Toni’s legs squeezed around him like steel bands, he could feel the juices from her pussy sliding down the front of his legs as he hammered against her again and again. The door was bowing out from the pressure of each sexual thrust.
“Oh fuck…oh fuck…” Paul threw his head back as his orgasm thundered over him.
He was lost.
Toni’s vision blurred and she shook her head a little, trying to clear it as Paul grimaced with ecstasy.
She tightened every muscle of her sex as much as she could and licked him, tasting the salt of his sweat as he shattered inside her.
The spasms of his orgasm vibrated through her pussy. His essence was filling her and she wished she could feel his hot seed coating her inner walls. Paul groaned and she felt his hands weaken and tighten on her ass along with the throbbing of his cock.
“I’m sorry.” He mumbled an apology. “I couldn’t hold it. You got me crazy. I just…”
“Shh.” Toni sucked in a breath and kissed him. “Oh God, I want to fuck you, Paul. You’d better watch out because next time I’m gonna tear you up.”
“Mmm. Go ahead and kill me, Toni. At least I’ll die happy.” He hugged her tightly, then eased their bodies apart.
“If you want to clean up, it’s through there.” She motioned toward the bathroom, then smiled as he shuffled across the floor with his pants around his ankles, finally losing patience with them and kicking free halfway there.
Toni made her way to the bed and plopped down on it after pulling the quilt aside. She was sticky and tingly and hadn’t come yet, but she was smiling just the same. It was every bit as good as she’d imagined. More so, really. It was like Paul knew all the right moves, the right places…she leaned back against the pillows then blinked.
She could hear his voice coming from the bathroom.
When he came out and shut the light off, she was still puzzled. “You got a cell phone on you someplace I don’t know about?”
“Huh?” He looked confused.
“I heard you talking in there.”
“Um, yeah.” Self-consciously he glanced down at his cock, lying softly and contentedly between his legs. “Me and the big guy were just chatting about stuff. Man stuff, you know?”
Toni really wanted to roll her eyes or laugh her ass off. But she restrained herself, merely nodding. “Lemme know the next time you guys talk about stuff. I’d love to listen in. Maybe pick up a few tips.”
“Neither of us think you need any help in that department, sweetheart.” He was staring at her body as she lay with her arms crossed above her head and her eyes barely open.
In the time it took her to draw a breath, the bed dipped and when she lifted her head to look down her body, all she saw was blonde hair between her legs. There was a viper’s tongue attached to the hair and it was invading her pussy with extreme pleasure.
She groaned. “Oh fuck. I don’t know where you learned this but don’t stop doing it.”
Oral sex wasn’t new to Toni. There’d been several men before Paul who’d tried it. One ate her pussy like he was painting a fence, another drooled all over her pussy making it more like a swamp than anything else. Paul knew exactly what he was doing —and she could tell.
Each time he’d lick her slippery flesh his tongue would rub against her clit. Toni arched her back as she felt Paul slide his index finger into her heat.
“Oh my God…” Toni spoke softly, surprising herself since she could have sworn a scream was building in her throat.
He continued licking her pussy and all around her clit as he gently fucked her with his finger. Not hard, but steady, and the mixture of his licking with his rubbing inside her pussy was driving Toni ever closer to the edge. Her hand dropped to his head and she ran her fingers through the silk of his hair, loving the sounds he made while licking her. Her other hand grasped one of her breasts and she squeezed gently, letting the hard nipple poke out between her fingers.
Toni closed her eyes and let all the pleasure roll through her. She smiled and nearly laughed aloud when Paul began to hum some strange song as he sucked on her pussy. He pulled his finger almost all the way out and began to move it in a circular motion at her opening. Burying his face against her and sucking hard on her clit and juicy flesh, he hummed again, sending vibrations up Toni’s spine and this time making her cry out as the shudders of her orgasm began.
“Right there, right there—oh fuck, ohhhh… “
Paul flicked his tongue and sent Toni over the edge. He hummed his little song again as she stretched out he
r legs, shaking, tensing until she couldn’t think of anything but the need to explode. The waves and spasms crashed into her, ripples of pleasure that drowned her and tossed her body into a sea of white fire.
As she eased and tried to catch her breath, Paul kept his head between her thighs, soothing her with delicate laps and kisses.
“Quit it,” she said on a hoarse chuckle. “That tickles.”
Paul finally pulled back and sat up, looking at her happily. “I love eating pussy. I could do that every day, all day.”
“Okay.” Toni sighed and stretched languorously. “You’re hired.”
He crawled slowly up Toni’s body, kissing her dark skin on the way. He stopped at her breasts and licked his lips. “You know, I feel bad.”
“Why?”
“Well, I spent all that time eating your hot pussy and I think I’ve ignored these perfect breasts. I wouldn’t want to seem like I don’t appreciate them.” He leaned his head down and sucked in one of her nipples.
“Mmm. Like them, huh?”
“What’s not to like?” He switched sides and kissed the other nipple.
Toni shivered and shifted beneath him, reaching for his shoulders. “Roll over, Paul. You can’t have all the fun, you know.”
Paul obediently rolled onto his back, his gaze on Toni tossing the pillows off the bed and then easing her leg over his abdomen and straddling him.
“Seems like your friend here’s been taking a rest. Let’s see if he wants to play again.” Toni scooted her body down then brushed her wet pussy over his semi hard cock.
Paul shuddered.
The warmth of her swollen flesh on his cock made things wake up pretty damn quickly. He watched Toni roll her hips from side to side, a sensual grind that rubbed her pussy against his sensitive erection. The wetness of her flesh embraced the shaft of his cock in a moist kiss that would have wakened the dead. Paul was far from dead. Within moments, his stiff cock was pressed flat and he wanted to beg her to lift up so he could bury his cock deep where it needed to be.
“Mmm.” She purred, a wicked grin curving her lips. “I think he’s ready.”
Paul reached his hands toward Toni’s hips but she batted them away. “No touching. You stay still this time. In fact…” she tilted her head and considered him for a moment or two. “Put your hands over your head. This time, I get to call the shots.”
She sheathed him in the condom she’d picked up from the bedside table, quickly and efficiently, her movements telling Paul that she was still eager to take him, eager to fuck him her way.
He was all for that, so he simply obeyed, catching his breath as she reversed her position and stroked his thighs, running her fingertips up the insides and cradling his balls gently in her palms.
Then Toni arched her back, moved her body upward and finally lowered down onto Paul’s thickened cock with slippery ease. She was hot and wet and gloved him perfectly as she took control and slipped her bent legs alongside his chest.
“Damn, this is so fucking hot, Toni. Just incredible.”
Paul drifted into sexual euphoria as his goddess began to slowly fuck him. Having a gorgeous woman fuck him was his—and every man’s—fantasy. Now he was living it and drinking in every second of pleasure she was giving him. She was so tight, so real.
His instinct was to grab her hips and pound deeply into her, but he fought it, trying to remember she’d told him to keep his hands up above his head and to not touch her. To not stroke her beautiful coffee-colored skin. To not hold that firm round ass, or her perfect supple breasts.
Like a sensually erotic Chinese water torture, Toni slowly fucked him, moving up and down to her own rhythm, one that found an echo in the throb of his cock and the pounding of his blood in his veins.
“Jesus, Paul, you feel so good, so incredible. I had no idea I’d ever…”
Her voice tapered off and Paul could feel her reach for her pussy as she kept fucking him. Her fingertips brushed against his cock as it slid in and out and her inner walls were squeezing his cock as she kept to her slow deliberate pace.
Paul wasn’t sure if his eyes were going to bug out or his head explode. She was slowly driving him crazy. “Fuck Toni.” He gasped out her name. “You’ve got me ready to come again. Shit, I don’t know how you’re doing what you’re doing, but it’s driving me nuts…” Paul closed his eyes, straining to hold back.
“Damn, yes, I’m right there, right there…“ Toni’s arm moved as she stroked herself and her pace quickened along with her breathing. “Oh God, oh yes. Almost …”
Her words were fuel to Paul’s fire. He felt her wetness seep between his legs and over his balls as her juices flowed from within her fiery sex.
“Touch me now, touch me…Paul—”
Paul grabbed Toni’s hips and tried to force himself upward into her pussy, matching her downward thrusts. He slid his hands up her back then drew his nails down along her spine.
“Holy Christ—” Toni choked out the words. “Yes—I’m coming—” She reached down and cradled Paul’s balls, gently squeezing them in her slippery palm.
Paul felt her pussy flex around him and couldn’t hold back a second longer. His hips thrust upward and his toes curled as he surrendered and erupted in a volcano of passion.
“Jeeeeeesus.”
He felt his cock spurt hotly, deep inside Toni, flooding her over and over again. His heart pounded in his chest like a hammer and every muscle in his body locked taut as he rode out an orgasm to end all orgasms. If he died at that moment, he’d have a smile on his face that would last forever.
Chapter Nine
It was dark and quiet, the ocean outside a barely whispered accompaniment to the sound of two people panting heavily. Paul and Toni were completely spent, lying limply on the bed and covered by a tangled sheet. Toni’s leg rested comfortably across Paul’s and she’d tucked her head against his chest.
Paul sighed. “I think my cock may be out of order for a while.”
“Uh oh.” Toni snuffled and rubbed her nose on his skin. “I killed him, didn’t I?”
“At least he died happy.”
“Remind me to tell you about my talent for reincarnation.” Toni snickered and reached beneath the sheet to give Paul’s cock a quick caress.
“This sucks.” He frowned.
“What does?”
“I have to get up early and meet with Bud. Then I have to go over the shots to make sure we got everything he wanted. And I heard some investor might come by to talk and Bud wants me there. My morning’s gonna be shot to hell.”
“How terrible.” Toni sighed dramatically and lifted her head. “My morning’s going to be rough too. I have to sleep in, then I have to eat breakfast, maybe do a little shopping and then, to top it all off, I have to pack. It’s gonna be…horrible.” She sniffled.
The silence spoke volumes.
Paul smacked his lips and cleared his throat. “You know there are times when a good spanking is definitely needed.”
“Promises, promises.” She laughed and gently stroked her fingers through the hair on his chest. “Paul?”
“Mmm?”
“I really don’t know if I want to do this.”
Her voice had turned serious and Paul shifted to try and see her face. “Do what?” You mean us?”
“No, no. Not us. Us is great.” She blinked, her eyelashes brushing his skin. “I’m talking about the film. The whole acting in a porn movie thing.”
“Oh. That.” Paul found a wave of relief sweeping over him, but tried to keep it out of his voice.
He really liked Toni. Not just because she was beautiful, sexy, great in bed, smart, possessed a superb ass, and had perfect white teeth. He just liked her. She wasn’t fake or preoccupied with herself. She was interesting to be with, enjoyed other people—she was just totally real.
“Yeah, that.” She thought for a moment. “I don’t know how to explain it. The people I‘ve met here are really nice. And I’d never judge anybody because of
what they do, whether they’re porn stars or whatever. This has been a totally professional group and they treat the whole thing like the job it is.” She laughed a little. “And I can’t lie—the sex was great.”
“Why, thank you.” Paul puffed out his chest and smirked.
“I meant with Ryan.” She lifted up on one elbow and grinned at the frown on Paul’s face. “Don’t sweat it. You aren’t too shabby in that department either, Mr. Stud Cameraman.” She tickled his stomach.
“What are you going to do, then?” Paul watched her expressive face.
“Honestly? I don’t know.” She sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “I’ve got an education. Some marketing courses under my belt and plenty of experience selling products. But this—the adult movie business—it’s a little too close to selling me, you know? It’s all about sex, all the time. In the last three days I’ve had a woman go down on me, a guy fuck me silly and met you. Which wasn’t a bad thing, of course, but you catch my drift.”
“Um…you sure you’re okay with us? Here?”
“Oh yeah. Most definitely.” She stroked Paul’s chest with her hand, letting it linger over where his heart beat inside. “It’s just that being with you—well, this is the real thing. Honest sex. Something I wanted to do with a man I wanted to be with. I’m afraid that if I ended up doing porn movies for a living, it would change things. That I might end up slipping into someplace where the pretend and the real got muddled up.” She sighed. “I’m not explaining this very well, am I?”
Paul shook his head. “No, I get what you’re saying.” He wondered if he could make her aware of just how much he did understand. “I just got out of a relationship that was completely fake. I hadn’t realized how fake it was until recently and it was with someone in the industry. I told myself that was it. No more dating anyone working in this business.”