Twelve Years

by S. L. Adams

  “You betcha! C’mon, Joanna. You too, Sally. Let’s dance!”

  We dance up a storm, Sally showing us all up with some pretty slick moves. The Peterson’s didn’t come. They like to be in bed by nine o’clock. Claire goes off with some guy she picked up. Bart doesn’t even try to put the moves on Shelby. Probably because I have my hands all over her. She doesn’t seem to mind. We only stop to order more drinks, then we’re back out on the dance floor.

  When a slow song comes on, I pull Shelby away from the group and into my embrace. She wraps her arms around my neck, running her fingers through my hair as I slide my hands down to her ass. I gaze into her eyes. She wants me. It’s all over her face. She pulls my head down and presses her lips against mine. Her mouth tastes like tequila, but I don’t care. I’m fucking horny. Her soft lips are so delicious. I kiss her back with fervour, taking control and angling my head so I can slide my tongue deep into her waiting mouth. She moans when I slide my hands up her ribs and caress the sides of her breasts while I nibble on her lower lip. Her nipples feel like tiny spears pressing into my chest. I bring one of my hands up and cup her full breast in my palm. She melts into my arms, kissing me harder.

  “Holy fuck, Shelby,” I growl. “I want you. In my bed. Tonight. Now.”

  “Ok,” she pants, pulling away from my mouth. She looks up at me, her face flushed. “As long you understand that it’s just a casual fuck. Nothing more. I just got out of a five-year relationship.”

  “No problem, baby doll. I just got out of a marriage, so I hear what you’re saying.”

  “Let’s go.” She grabs me by the hand and drags me from the club. When we get on the elevator, it’s empty. I push her into the corner, devouring her lips as I slide my hand under her short dress.

  “Fuck, you’re wet,” I grunt, slipping my finger inside her panties and finding her engorged clit.

  She moans loudly when I slide my finger inside her soaking wet opening. “You know there are cameras in here,” she whispers.

  The elevator stops and I pull away just before the door opens, allowing an elderly couple to enter. Neither of us say a word as the car moved upwards, stopping at two more floors before finally reaching ours. She kicks off her heels and collects them in one hand, before grabbing my arm. We race down the corridor like a couple of excited children. Except we aren’t kids. We’re grown adults about to indulge in some well-deserved pleasure.

  “My room or yours?” I ask as we approach our hallway.

  “Mine, I guess. Do you have a condom?”

  “I have two.”

  She unlocks her door and we tumble inside. I shove her against the wall, crashing my lips down on hers, my hands sliding under her dress again.

  “No foreplay,” she pants. “I just want you inside me. Now. No making love. I want you to fuck me, Alex. Hard.”

  “You’re the boss.”

  I push her panties down to her knees. She kicks them off and pulls me to the bed, unbuckling my belt and sliding my pants down past my waist. My erect cock springs out, straining against my boxer shorts. I step out of my pants and dropped my shorts to the ground before pushing her down on her back. She shimmies up the bed, watching me with heated eyes as I roll the condom on.

  I position myself between her legs, covering her tiny frame with my huge body before pushing her dress up to her waist and lining my cock up with her entrance. She lifts her ass off the bed, thrusting toward me, trying desperately to get me inside her. I tease her slick slit with the tip of my cock, rubbing it up and down over her lips and clit.

  She groans, grabbing at the sheet. “Please, Alex.”

  “Well, since you asked nicely,” I whisper just before plunging inside her, filling her up in one hard thrust.

  She cries out loud, moaning with pleasure as I rise up on my knees, sliding a pillow under her back. I lift her legs onto my shoulders, pulling her butt off the bed, while keeping my cock buried deep inside her. Holding her tightly by the thighs, I pull out, just leaving the tip of my cock inside. She squirms, grabbing at my ass, trying to pull me into her.

  I push back inside her, thrusting in and out. So deep and hard that my balls slap against her ass. She closes her eyes, panting heavily as I pound her into oblivion. Her thighs quiver, her pussy clamping down on my cock as an orgasm rips through her body, sending a gusher of liquid down her canal.

  “Holy fuck. Holy shit. Fuck Alex.” She writhes around underneath, grabbing the sheet and balling it into her fists.

  I continue slamming into her as she screams so loud I’m afraid the whole ship might hear her.

  “Oh God. I’m gonna come again,” she cries, arching her back even higher and thrusting her body against me. I grunt, grabbing her ass cheeks and digging my fingers in as my cock pulsates, shooting my load into the condom as she succumbs to her second orgasm. I’ve never had a girl come twice during one fucking. Ever. My wife very rarely even came once. Fucking Shelby makes me realize I was married to a frigid, cold fish.

  Panting heavily, I disengage from her hot body, flopping on my back, my chest heaving up and down. She falls back on the pillow next to me, her body still convulsing.

  “That was fucking amazing,” she gasps.

  “Best sex I’ve ever had, baby doll.” I sit up, disposing of the condom before unbuttoning my shirt and tossing it on the floor. “Want some help getting out of your sexy little dress?”

  “Yes.” She sits up and presents her back to me.

  I undo the ties at the back. She raises her arms and I slide the dress over her head and throw it aside. I bring my lips to her back, licking and sucking at her soft flesh as my hands find the clasp of her bra and release it.

  “I’ve missed these girls,” I whisper, bringing my hands around to her chest and cupping her breasts as her strapless bra falls away from her body. Moving her hair aside, I bring my lips to her neck as I gently pinch her nipples.

  “I’ll be right back,” she whispers, pulling away and sliding off the bed. “Don’t go anywhere, lover.”

  “No worries. I’m not going anywhere.”

  Chapter 20

  Shelby

  I walk over to the dresser, rooting through a drawer that I’m keeping my underwear in. When I find what I'm looking for, I spin around and shoot him a mischievous look. He's lying on his back, hands behind his head, ankles crossed, a satisfied grin on his face as he gazes hungrily at my naked body.

  “What’s that?” he asks, eyeing the scarf in my hand, his face a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

  “I’m going to blindfold you,” I whisper, climbing onto the bed and straddling him.

  He swallows noisily, licking his lips. “Ok,” he says hesitantly.

  “You’ve never done anything like this before?”

  “Ah, nope. Can’t say I have.”

  “You’ll like it. Trust me.” I smile sweetly before wrapping the black scarf around his head, tying it securely at the back. “Just relax.”

  I lower my mouth to his chest, peppering soft kisses across his firm pecs before taking one of his nipples in my mouth and sucking hard. He moans softly, reaching up and running his hands through my hair as I kiss my way down his torso, tracing the lines of his amazing six-pack with my tongue.

  A deep groan emerges from his throat as he squirms with pleasure while I run my tongue down his groin fold. I wrap my fingers around him, taking the head of his cock in my mouth, my other hand gently cupping his balls.

  “Mm. That feels nice,” he whispers.

  I lick up and down his long, thick shaft, swirling my tongue inside the little crevice behind the head. The sounds coming from his mouth tell me I’ve found his sweet spot. Of course I have. Every guy I’ve been with is super sensitive back there.

  I lap up the drizzle of precum trickling from his slit before taking his entire length into my mouth, sucking up and down. He thrusts his hips upward, fucking my mouth as he grabs the back of my head. Keeping one hand on the base of his cock, I slide the other one undern
eath his balls, running my finger around the rim of his asshole.

  He jumps, laughing nervously. “What are you doing, Shelby?”

  Hmm. He used my name. Not a good sign. “Relax, baby. Don’t you trust me?”

  “Yes.”

  “If you don’t want to try this, just say the word and I’ll stop.”

  “No. Go for it. I’m open to new things.”

  I reach for the bottle of lube that I tossed on the bed when I went for the scarf. After my finger is good and greased up, I take his cock into my mouth, sucking hard and fast, circling his starfish with my finger before inserting it gently into his tight, puckered hole.

  “Holy shit,” he yells, his butt coming up off the mattress.

  I take his cock deep in my mouth, my finger inching upwards until I find his prostate.

  “I’m gonna cum,” he grunts, pushing against my forehead.

  “I wanna swallow it,” I tell him between sucks, moving his hand from my forehead and placing it on the bed.

  “Oh, baby doll. You’re fucking incredible,” he groans, thrusting harder into my mouth and grabbing a fistful of my hair. His cock throbs in my mouth just before the first shot of cum hits the back of my throat. I keep sucking until he's empty, going soft between my lips as I lick him clean.

  Rising up, I straddle him before releasing the blindfold. He smiles up at me, his emerald eyes sparkling. “You’ve got a little something on your lip there, sweetheart,” he chuckles.

  I sweep my tongue across my lip, collecting the cum and swallowing it, keeping my eyes locked with his. “Did I get it all?”

  “Yes.” He studies me thoughtfully, his mouth twisting into a curious smirk. “Did it taste good?”

  “You betcha,” I say, leaning down to kiss him. He dodges my mouth, wriggling out from under me and tossing me on my back. “I don’t think so, you little devil. Go brush your teeth. I’m adventurous, but I don’t want to taste my own jizz.”

  “Fine,” I concede with an exaggerated sigh as I climb off the bed.

  “You’ve got a nice ass,” he calls out as I head towards the bathroom.

  I brush my teeth and rinse with mouthwash. When I return to the bedroom he’s lying on his back with his eyes closed, his cock flaccid against his thigh. That won’t do. He better have more stamina than that if he wants to stay in my bed. “Ready to play another game?”

  He rubs the back of his head, a timorous smile forming on his sexy lips. “I don’t know. Does it involve putting something up my ass?”

  “No.”

  He cracks one eye open, studying me with skepticism.

  “I promise.”

  “Okay, then. I’ll play.”

  “Good. Sit up and lean against the headboard.”

  “I don’t remember you being this bossy,” he says as he pulls himself up.

  “I’m not an innocent eighteen-year-old girl anymore, Alex. I’m a wise, worldly woman of thirty.” I giggle even though I’m dead serious. My sex life with a kinky old man has left me needing much more than vanilla encounters to feel fulfilled in the bedroom.

  “I kind of figured that when you asked me to fuck you hard,” he says. “Then, when you stuck your finger up my ass, I knew I was in trouble.”

  I grab the scarf, waggling my eyebrows as I climb onto the bed. “Hold your hands out, please.”

  “Oh boy,” he says, holding his wrists out. “You’re going to tie me up?”

  “Sort of,” I reply, looking around. There isn’t really anything to tie him to. I will have to settle for just tying his wrists together and hope he doesn’t get free before I’m finished. I wrap the scarf around his wrists, securing it with a snug knot.

  “You do realize I can get off the bed and run away?” he chuckles, cocking one eyebrow.

  “You won’t,” I say with confidence. “Spread your legs, please.”

  I climb into the space between his legs, leaning back and hooking my thighs over his calves. His eyes bulge out of his head when I present him with a clear view of my pussy, spread wide open. He swallows hard, chewing his lower lip as I bring my hand down and rub my clit, flicking it hard with my finger and causing it to stand erect. I bring my other hand to one of my breasts, stretching the nipple and taking it into my mouth.

  Staring directly into his eyes, I run my finger down my wet lips, circling my opening before plunging two fingers inside. A low growl escapes his throat as he watches me finger myself. His cock stands fully erect, hard and angry, veins bulging out the sides.

  I shutter my eyelids, losing myself in the pleasure, my climax building rapidly. Suddenly, my body is lifted from the bed, my fingers yanked from my pussy. My eyes fly open to find Alex looming over me. I scream as he drags me off the bed, throwing me over his shoulder.

  “How did you get free?!” I cry.

  “You don’t know how to tie a proper knot,” he growls, throwing me over the arm of the sofa, face down. He slaps my butt cheek. Not hard, but enough to make it sting. Heat pours through my core. “You’re a bad girl, Dr. Richardson.”

  “Are you going to punish me?” I make a half-hearted attempt to get away, but he has a firm hold on me.

  “I’m going to show you what happens to a tease.” He holds my lower body still with his strong, powerful thighs while he secures my wrists together with the scarf. Pushing me down so my ass is in the air, he slaps my other cheek. I moan loudly. Not from pain. From the intense pressure building as my body begs for release. I hear him tear open a condom package. Holy shit. He’s going to fuck me in this position. I tremble with excitement, pleased with my successful mission to bring out the animal in him.

  “You know that’s your only other condom. There won’t be any morning sex if you use it now.” I crane my neck, trying to see what he's doing.

  “I’ve got a whole box in my cabin, sweetheart.” He positions himself between my legs, his erection digging into my inner thigh.

  I squirm when he spreads open my butt cheeks. “What are you doing, Alex?” I ask nervously. What have I gotten myself into? When I hear him squirt lube in his hand, my pussy pulsates, sending liquid down my legs. Jolts of electricity shoot through my pelvis when he runs his finger over my asshole.

  “Just returning the favour, darling. I got the impression that you like anal play.” He presses his finger against my tight asshole. “Is this what you like?”

  “Yes,” I reply, my voice trembling. I cry out when he slides his finger inside my back door, gently thrusting in and out. He has me pinned down, preventing me from moving as an intense orgasm rips through my core. I scream, trying desperately to move. “Please, Alex. Oh God.”

  He pulls his finger out and positions himself between my legs, driving his cock into my pussy. “Take that, you little tease.”

  I dig my fingers into the fabric of the couch cushions as he pounds me from behind, his balls slapping against my ass, his cock going deeper inside me than any man before. Fitz was a stud, but he didn’t have the length that Alex does.

  He picks up speed, grabbing my hips and plunging hard as he grunts with a series of rapid thrusts. My body shakes, my third orgasm of the night pummeling through me just before he explodes inside me.

  I can’t move. My legs feel like limp noodles. I just lay there, face down with my ass in the air. Panting heavily. I hear Alex moving around the room, probably throwing out the condom.

  “Are you ok?” he chuckles, leaning his head down to look at my face as he frees my wrists.

  “Yep. I just can’t get up.”

  “Why?”

  “Tired,” I whisper, closing my eyes.

  “I see. So my little dirty girl bit off more than she could chew?” He pinches my butt. “C’mon, baby doll. Let’s go to bed.”

  I groan, pulling myself off the sofa and flopping on the bed. Alex climbs in next to me, pulling me close and kissing my forehead.

  “Hey, Shelby?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Can I ask you something?”

  “
Sure.”

  “Um. What kind of relationship did you have with the old dude?”

  I trace the lines on his sculpted chest, running my finger along well- defined muscles. “You want to know about our sex life, don’t you?”

  “Well, not really. You just seem to be pretty experienced in erotic little games, and I figure he must have taught you.”

  “He did. And what you saw tonight was pretty tame. I didn’t want to overwhelm you and I didn’t bring any toys with me on the trip. I was planning on a celibate vacation.”

  “Toys? Okay, maybe I don’t want to know.” He laughs nervously as he runs his fingers through my hair.

  “Fitz was into some kinky shit. And he was an incredible lover. When I met him, I was very inexperienced. I had a couple boyfriends before him, but the sex was pretty normal. He took me under his wing and showed me how to achieve a whole new level of pleasure.”

  “How did you end up with a guy thirty years older?”

  “He was my professor my first year of dental school. We clicked. He was an orthodontist who taught part-time at Columbia. I was lonely. He'd lost his wife the year before. We dated secretly until the term ended and I wasn’t his student anymore. The first time we were together, he told me he wanted to tie me up. I was scared, but I let him. It was the most erotic sex I’d ever experienced.”

  “What a dirty old man,” Alex scoffs.

  “It wasn’t like that. He's a sweet man. He cared about me.”

  “Sounds like he took advantage of a vulnerable young girl.”

  “Maybe that’s how it started, Alex. But Fitz gave me everything. He paid my tuition, gave me a place to live, food to eat, money to go on those trips with Gretchen. And he mentored me. I worked in his practice for two years.”

  “That's nice of him, Shelby. But he wanted something in return.”

  “Yep,” I snap, bolting upright. “I’m a whore and a gold digger.”

  “Baby,” he says quietly as he presses soft kisses to my shoulder. “I didn’t say that.”

  “But you were thinking it.”