"But I can see better in this position." His chuckle filled my heart with infatuation. I always love seeing his smile especially when he's about to eat me out.
Too lost in my thoughts, I did not expect a warm tongue to breach my insides. His lips skimmed over the edge of my pussy.
AH!....Oh...Oh!" Erik's skilled parlance swirled around in all directions handling my walls with extreme accuracy. I pushed my hips upwards causing a low moan to escape Erik's mouth.
"Faster, Erik!" His tongue glided, vacillating up and down. It was so intense- I could cum any second. My moaning became frantic just like Erik said earlier. I felt as if I couldn't breathe the way Erik's mouth worked my hole.
"Fuck!...I'm going to--" No I didn't want to cum. Not without his huge dick inside of me. Not without his cock stretching my walls to the brim. My body craved it!
"Erik...ah!...enough. Fuck me!"
Erik suddenly paused retracting his mouth from my slick hole then licked his lips. That idiotic smirk of his spread across his face before he said, "I thought you would never ask."
Immediately, Erik dropped my legs then started stroking his member. I saw the hardness grow substantially bigger in his hand. He let go, sliding his hands under his shirt to remove it. My eyes widened at the sight of his robust chest and sturdy arms. All of which I've seen before, but it still came as a surprise to me. I can never get enough the forceful resolve he has when his shirt is removed. This sly prick knows what it does to me and that's why he's smirking the way he is.
Almost instantly, was Erik leaning over my body caging me in his arms ghosting his lips over my neck before he lifted my shirt as well.
"I almost forgot about my babies." He said while groping my breast.
"Don't call them that."
"Haha! I knew you would say that."
"Seriously Erik," I panted. His fun doing with my boobs had me wanting his cock even more. "Hurry...please. Ah!"
"Sure." He positioned himself after a few more strokes then slowly probed my hole.
"Ah! Yes!" The tip of his dick was entering my wet folds steadily. A rod of strong passion breached my insides making me arch off the bed.
Next thing I know, Erik was pounding into me with all the force and devotion I deserve.
"Hah! AH! OH! AH!"
Nothing, and I mean nothing is greater than feeling the one I love fucking the life out of me. All his thrust was thrilling. Erik let me feel all his honesty and lust with every forward push he made.
"Ah! Fuck, Zena!"
"Oh...oh! Erik! M-more!"
"You're so fucking tight. Shit!" His thrust became faster pushing my head back into the wall behind the bed. Because of that, I lifted my arms around Erik's shoulders and wrapped my legs around his waist. Our skin was so hot and sweaty pressed together like this, I lost my concentration and let my head fall back.
"AH! Ah...hah!" I couldn't stop screaming or squirming under his firm grasp.
"Shit, Zena. What you do to me is incredible."
Suddenly, I was being hoisted up and positioned to sit on Erik's lap. He put his hands under my ass then bounced me off his dick.
"AH!...N-no Erik!" I held on tighter, "So big!"
"You like this position baby? You like my dick?"
"Y-yes...Oh...it's so big." loosening my trip in his shoulders, I pulled back and kissed him. Such soft needed dermis mashed against my lips. Suddenly, I feel Erik's lips begin to part ever so slightly. And with this, I really began kissing him; sliding my tongue slowly in his filthy mouth all while he was bouncing me up and down off his thighs.
"Cum for me baby," Erik panted against my lips. "Cum."
"Erik...ahh...fuck me harder. Oh! Please! Do it harder!"
"Hold on tighter, I'm about lie back."
I gripped his shoulders letting Erik lie back on the bed. He grabbed my hips lifted me up to sitting position.
"Ride me, baby!"
"Uhn... Erik," I blushed at such exposure. Though he's seen it all before, I can never get used to his eyes glaring at my hazel skin.
"Come on, baby move. Or do you want me to." Erik's impatient taunts made me lay my hands on his chest then push myself up and off his body. Slowly, I bounced up and down on his long dick. The sound of our sexes pounding together seeped through my ears all while hearing Erik's sexy grunts.
"Yes, yes! That's it, baby!"
Erik swiftly started to pump upwards causing me to throw my head back.
"Ah! It's t-too much Erik! I think I-I'm going to cum!"
"Fuck! Me too, baby."
"Ah, ah, ah!" With only a few more pumps, Erik pulled out spraying his seed on my chest.
After gasping for air, I fell onto Erik's chest giving him one last peck on the lips. He held me close sucking at my neck; probably giving me more hickeys.
Chapter 3
"Mm, Zena. I can't get enough of fucking you. Your body's like a drug to me."
"Haha, really now?" I responded through heavy breathes. "I could say the same about you."
"We should do it again."
"We can't, David's going to be up in a while."
"Really?" Erik said before grabbing his phone to check the time. The clock showed the time of 1:36.
"What time did you put him to bed?"
"Almost forty-five minutes ago, you know he doesn't stay asleep for long," I said while playing with his hair.
"You're right, but still."
We sat in a comfortable silence for a moment touching each other's bodies. This always happened after a round of hot sex. We just sit and stare at one another.
"Erik, can I ask you a question."
"Mmm, what is it?"
"Do you want to go out...you now officially?"
Erik stopped tracing my jaw and quirked an eyebrow. I felt nervous. This is the first time I've said something about my true feelings even though I didn't say it directly. Still, I want us to become official because I don't think I can take it any longer if the only thing we do is have sex. No matter how good it is...
"You want to be my girl, officially?"
"...Yes."
He sighed pushing himself up on his elbows. Involuntarily, I sat up to give him space suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. At this point, neither of us would look at each other in the eyes.
"N-never mind. Forget I said anything." Quickly, I stood up and began dressing. I knew this was going to happen. Why did I even ask? My heart beat faster while I clipped on my bra and grabbed my shirt.
"Zena-"
"No, no, Erik. Just don't worry about it." I could feel the tears coming. For all the love I have for Erik, I can't help but want more. I want him to be the one I call when I'm going through hell and to be the one to help him along with his troubles. Not just a sex friend for his convenience.
"Zena."
"Please, Erik don't say anymore."
"But Zena, I don't like it when you're sad."
"I'm not sad."
Baby, look at me." Erik grabbed me into a hug, "Please look at me."
I turned around in his arms and let him hold me.
"Zena."
"What?" He grabbed my chin forcing me to stare into his eyes.
"I want to be together. Honestly. Just wait."
"Wait? For how long?"
"How do I put this...I want you to live with me after college."
"What?" I blinked in surprise at his comment.
"Yeah, I've been thinking about it for a while." He chuckled and rubbed my cheek, "Just wait till we graduate, alright?"
"Erik!" I hugged him hard; very hard.
"Alright, alright. Calm down."
"How can I calm down. You don't understand how happy I am." Erik rolled his eyes.
"Haha, yes I know."
"Erik, you can actually be sweet sometimes."
"Huh? Aren't I sweet all the time. Especially in bed." He then slapped my butt.
"Erik, stop. And put your dick away."
"Mm? You don't like what you see?" Erik looked down th
en back into my eyes.
"...I'm not going to answer that."
"Haha! Wait, Zena, come on. I just told you the truth so it's your turn."
"Sorry honey," I turned around walking towards his door, "I have a job to do."
"Wait, Zena, don't go to David yet. Let's spend some more time together." I heard Erik struggling to get his clothes on behind me. He could beg all he wanted but like I said before, I'm not going to give in that easy today. No matter how much I adore this fumbling idiot.
Story Thirty-Five
“I can’t believe you,” Shelly grumbled. I could tell she was running out of steam. She had been yelling at me for two straight hours. I had started to lose track what fight we were having. It was like every time we fought our entire past was dragged out into the center ring.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured. I knew that I should say it, and sorry, but I didn’t want to say anything that would get her all riled up again.
We had been away from the weekend at a spa hotel in Biloxi. We were supposed to be rekindling our marriage, but the weekend hadn’t gone well. We drank too much the first night, and I couldn’t get it up. The last night she had a headache and went to bed early. I was left with a rock hard boner and no place to go. I took care if it myself, but boy was I paying for it.
“Am I not enough for you?” Shelly asked after a minute had passed.
“Of course you are,” I whined. “It has nothing to do with that. I was horny and you fell asleep. I was flipping through the channels, and I saw the on-demand button. I figured the hotel wouldn’t put the title of the movie on the receipt.
“They didn’t put it on the receipt!” Shelly snapped, “They just list it as ‘Adult Movie.’”
“And I didn’t know that,” I said as I sighed. I had fought so hard to be the one to pay the bill when we left that morning. She knew something was up right away.
“What do you see in that stuff anyway?”
“It’s fantasy, you know, an escape,” I had tried to describe my relationship with porn a million times. It was the longest sexual relationship I had ever had. I didn’t even need to be horny, I just liked the rush of it sometimes. “I love porn, but I love you more.” I heard myself say the words, but I really couldn’t believe that I had said them out loud.
“You love those big cocks, slamming into tight pussies,” I knew my wife was baiting me, but I loved it when she talked dirty. I could feel that it was a trap. She was not a dirty talker. When I first met her, Shelly was afraid to make love in the light, and she always kept as much of her clothing on as possible. She was disgusted by sex, and by porn. “Come on, what do you like to see?”
“Yeah, I like to see that,” I said, I was trying to keep my eyes on the road.
“You like to see pretty white girls take on monster black cocks,” I froze when I heard those words. “Yeah, I went back to the room and checked the name of the movie. I wanted to see what you were spanking it to. I also check your search history.”
“Really?” I was getting very nervous. There were a lot of videos on there that I wouldn’t want her knowing about. “When?”
“I was doing it the other day,” Shelly’s voice had a seductive growl to it that was going right through me. I could feel it in my crotch, and I turned to see her looking at me with disgust in her eyes. It was sending shivers all through my body. It was shame, and revulsion, but it was so exciting. I could barely speak. “Do you remember? You came home and I was waiting for you on the bed. I came so hard I could barely walk afterwards, but it had nothing to do with your little prick-k.”
I almost came when she held the “k,” it was like I didn’t even know the woman sitting beside me. I glanced over, and the devilish grin on her face almost sent us into the ditch. I pulled the wheel hard and slammed on the brakes.
“You can’t even drive a car!” She yelled as she slammed her fists on the dashboard.
The car was stuck in the mud at the side of the road. I got out and looked, but the car had two flat tires. The tires were really old, and I had been meaning to buy new tires for a while, but money had been tight.
“Money for porn, but no money for new tires,” Shelly groaned as she got out of the car. She was already looking up the number of a tow truck. “What road are we on?” She asked, but I had no idea where we were. I had been so distracted that I didn’t even know where we were at this point. “Great, so we’re lost somewhere in the backwoods of Mississippi!”
I was in big trouble, and I felt awful. Luckily the tow truck knew where we were from Shelly’s description and they came to get us. It was a long wait and Shelly was losing her mind by the time the truck arrived.
“Don’t worry little lady, Leroy is going to take good care of you,” the large, black, tow truck driver said as he got out of his truck. He probably heard Shelly yelling at me as soon as he got on the road. She stopped when she saw Leroy, and his trainee Tommy.
Tommy was young and strong, a bit thinner than Leroy, but he was toned, and handsome. Leroy was thick, and gruff looking. There was a handsomeness to his face, but he was also kind of scary looking. I couldn’t look him in the eye. “How did this even happen?” Leroy asked.
I turned to Shelly, and she was smiling deviously at Leroy. “Can you believe that my husband can’t drive?” Shelly laughed as she walked right past me and stood beside Leroy as he looked over the car and shook his head.
“Tommy get’er hooked up,” Leroy said as he turned and put his hand on my wife’s shoulder. “You don’t have to worry, we’ll take care of this.” I was shaking, through my whole body. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I could feel the sexual tension between them.
I wanted to say something, but I couldn’t get the words out. It was like being in a trance.
Ch. 2
As we drove to their shop, Shelly was in the middle of the front seat between Leroy and Tommy. I was alone in the back seat. Shelly was all over Leroy, as he drove back to town. She was making the most delicious eyes at me in the mirror. I was hooked on the feeling. They kept putting me down, but each word was sending tingles right down my spine.
“He’s in trouble today,” Shelly said as she looked back at me in the mirror.
“No don’t,” I mouthed the words to her, and she just laughed.
“Oh, the poor baby doesn’t want me to tell you about the porn he likes to watch,” Shelly teased as she took one last look in the mirror and then whispered it into Leroy’s ear.
“Really?” Leroy’s deep, gravelly voice almost purred. His eyes looked back into the mirror, and I shrank down into the seat. I could feel his power through his eyes, and the blush rising in my cheeks. My face was burning, but my dick was already sore in my pants. It had been rock hard since Leroy had first stepped out of the truck.
Shelly and Leroy continued to laugh and talk. I couldn’t even focus on their words anymore. I was lost in a shame spiral. Shelly was only 5’3” and maybe a hundred pounds. Leroy was 6’4” or so, and built like a linebacker. He was much bigger, and stronger than me, and I knew that I was powerless to stop whatever was about to happen in the front seat.
The car stopped at a motel. “What’s going on?” I heard myself almost yell. Everyone could hear the fear in my voice. They all started to laugh.
“Like I just said,” Leroy chuckled. “We need a few days to fix the car. You guys will have to stay in town. This is the only motel in town.” It had ten rooms, and it said “Motel” across the front. They clearly didn’t spend much on advertising.
We got into the room and Leroy pulled away. I turned to Shelly. My heart was still racing. I had so many things I wanted to ask her, and so many things I wanted to say. I felt like I wanted to cry. I hadn’t felt like that since I was little, but I could feel the tears welling up.
As I looked around the room I noticed that Shelly was in the bathroom. “What’s going on?” I said as I walked into to see her getting ready to go out. She had her new dress on, and she was putting lipstick on.<
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“Leroy is coming to take us out to dinner,” Shelly said with a calm tone. “He told you like twenty minutes ago, just before he left.”
“I…I don’t remember that,” I moaned. “I didn’t agree to this.”
“Yes, you did,” she said in a firmer tone.
“I think he is hitting on you,” I said as if I was pointing out something that Shelly didn’t know.
“Do you?” She said in mock surprise. “Well, then I guess you had better stand up and say something to him.” I stared at her, wide-eyed, she met the stare with a challenging look. “If you’re really my husband you will look Leroy in the eye and tell him to stop hitting on your wife.”
I felt that challenge with every fibre of my being. I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to teach me a lesson. “Okay, fine, no more porn. I won’t watch anymore.”
“No,” Shelly laughed. “I don’t care how you get off. Not anymore, it is no longer my concern. You can spank it till it falls off for all I care.”
I could feel the tears in my eyes. I fell to my knees, “Please don’t sleep with him!” I was sobbing. Shelly walked right past me. I followed her, and as I tried to stop crying I heard the knocking at the door. I wiped my eyes, but I couldn’t get myself under control.
Shelly let Leroy into the room, and I was still sobbing. He was out of his jump suit, and was now wearing a track suit. I could already see the large bulge in his pants as he crossed the room to where I was standing.
“What’s the matter little guy?” Leroy said as he walked up and helped me up off the floor. He picked me up like I was a rag doll and got me up onto my feet. He straightened my shirt with his big hands. “I think some dinner is going to make everyone feel a lot better.”
Leroy was standing so close to me that I could feel his package pressing against my stomach through our clothes. Soft, it still felt bigger than my dick.
Leroy grabbed Shelly by the hand and led her out the door. I was left crying in the middle of the room. I waited for a second unsure of what to do. In the end I followed them out of the door. I was hungry, and I needed to eat. I walked over to the passenger side of the truck and tried to get in the front seat. Leroy was driving, and Shelly was almost on his lap.
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