“You like, yeah?” he grunted appreciatively and picked up the pace, thrusting that steel deeper into my wet snatch. My pink stretched and I cried out, my gasp captured in his mouth, his thrusts becoming more insistent, more demanding as my cunt wrapped around him, the flesh warm and welcoming, accommodating that hot fuckpole.
He grew rigid in my arms, his breathing hot in my ear. The rhythm of his penetration grew ever more insistent, harder, rougher, faster as he sought release. The man’s body stiffened suddenly, his face harsh and insistent, his biceps bulging and tense.
“Baby,” he growled, “It’s fucking come … FUCK!” he roared as his dick pulsed, throbbing in my box, spraying my cunt with fertile, white semen. I could feel hot spurts gush against my insides, my pussy contracting orgasm, sucking that precious juice deeper into my vag, coating my ovaries as I fucked him back, letting my body go, losing myself in the moment.
It was so wonderful that I allowed myself to relax for a moment, the man’s breath harsh in my ear. I stroked that big back, savoring the heavy, packed muscle and tried not to think about what I’d just done. But reality overcame me because I’d just fucked a stranger … with no protection.
CHAPTER FOUR
Jake
“Jakey,” the voice shrilled. “Time to go … NOW.” The blonde’s tone was more than a little annoying but I put up with it. After all, Jenna’s hot. She’s in law school, absolutely fucking gorgeous, and any guy would die to be in bed with her.
But I’m the guy who got her, the one who swept her off her feet. Or I should say, she swept me off mine. One day, we were sort-of dating and the next we were engaged, with a ring on her finger and the whole shebang. I still have no idea what the fuck happened. I guess I just went with what was easy and convenient, which has left me up shit creek.
I shook my head again ruefully. My life had been a whirlwind after the IPO party. After that incredible session with Tina, I got up to clean myself off. In the bathroom, I’d slapped some cold water in my face and studied myself in the mirror. Same as always, blue eyes, black hair, muscled chest, but my dick was coated in her female wetness, shiny and glossy with a mix of vag juices and cum.
Fuck! I thought mentally, staring at my deep purple member like it wasn’t mine. Fuck fuck fuck! I hadn’t used protection – with a virgin, no less. I’ve been careless in the past before but still … fuck this shit, diseases were everywhere.
I swore out loud again and got out a pack of condoms, slapping them down next to the sink before jumping in the shower. I was pissed but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to go for round two, or three or four, with the brunette. A hot box is a hot box, and she had one of the steamiest cunts I’d ever tasted … not to mention the fact that she was untouched. I couldn’t wait to sample that wet pink again, and reader, I wanted her to drain me to my last drop, leaving me a destitute man.
But when I stepped back into the bedroom, the bed was empty. The cavernous space was like a giant white jail cell, the walls closing in on me without her warmth, those bouncy brown curls, the way she moaned into my mouth as she came. What the fuck? What woman disappears after a hot lay?#p#分页标题#e#
Was it because she was new to this? I could see a few red droplets mixed with dried juices on the sheets but nothing more. Surely Tina wouldn’t have freaked out at the sight of her own blood. Chicks had periods every month where they bled buckets, right?
I was truly stumped. I mean, usually girls hang on way too long, hoping to wheedle something from me, sticking around when they should have beat feet long ago. But I’d been focused on Sterling Pharmaceuticals for so long that I’d forgotten what a real woman could be like. I stumbled back into the party like a dazed man, the noise and crowded sea of bodies disorienting after the mind-blowing sex I’d just had.
There was no trace of the curvy brunette in the room but someone else clearly had her radar on high. That blonde from before, the one shimmying seductively with her friends in the living room came up and “accidentally” brushed against me, grazing me with her tits. I want to say they were soft and jiggly, but that bitch had a boob job and it wasn’t the expensive kind. Her implants were like fucking rocks.
“Heya stranger,” she cooed, flipping that blonde hair over her shoulder. “Care to dance?”
I knew it was all a ruse. The blonde knew exactly who I was and how much I was worth. Plus, it was disgusting and profane to dance with another woman when I’d just been deep in the brunette’s body, but I went with it and let the blonde pull me to the center and wind her arms around my neck, nuzzling me, cooing with saccharine, dove-like noises. Ugh. Fuck me. At the end of the night, I growled some vague promises to “see her again” and “keep in touch,” my mind still on the amazing fuck session with the brunette.