Be Bad For Me(38)

"Oh, that is sooo hot!" TJ's voice was drowned out in the background.  Jordan must have thought the same thing because he mumbled, "Oh, shit,  that is sexy as hell." It seemed like the kiss lasted an eternity.  Tara's lips were so demanding, but yet so delicate, and she could tell  that Tara had kissed girls before, because she was a pro at it. Annette  wasn't into females, but she sure did learn a few tricks or two from  Tara.

"Hey, that's enough of that." Annette heard Jordan protesting, trying to  push Tara gently away from her. Tara obeyed and pulled away from  Annette. When Annette took her place back on Jordan's lap, she felt that  the soft bulge was a little harder now.

"Oh, my God. That was so fucking X-rated," Nick said, and then he turned  to his date and said, "Baby, can you kiss a girl like that and let me  see?"

"Sorry, Jordan, got a little out of hand there," Tara said, going back over to Mike.

"That's good. Because that's the last time."

"I know. I know." Tara said, lifting her hands up. "I'm not trying to compete with you on that one. So, how was that, Annette?"

"Good." Annette blushed

"Just good? You hurt my feelings."

"I mean … for it being my first time kissing a girl, what can I expect?  Actually, you're excellent with your tongue. But, like you, I like big  dicks."

"Oh?" Tara said, "See, we do have something in common, then." And with  that Tara reached back and openly grabbed onto Mike's erection. Not  surprisingly, Mike had gotten a little entertained from the kiss as  well. Tara turned around and straddled Mike and began kissing him. They  were now both tuned out as they kissed each other.

"You like big dicks, huh?" Jordan whispered into her neck.

Annette blushed. "I just meant that I enjoy males, not females."

"I see. Did you enjoy kissing Tara?"

"Not as much as I enjoy kissing you." Annette turned around to face  Jordan. Jordan pulled her between his thighs, hands around her waist.         

     



 

"Well, if you enjoy kissing me so much, why don't you do it now," Jordan said.

"Now?" she whispered.

"Well, we might as well give them what they want to see. Especially  Nick, because he's looking right over here at your ass, even though I  told him to keep his muthafuckin' eyes off your body," Jordan whispered.

"Jordan, you know that guy can't help it. Besides, you've made it clear to everyone, that you want me to yourself."

"I did, didn't I?" His hands were now cupping her ass under the water.  "Well, let's make it even clearer." He closed the distance and kissed  her.

When they pulled away from each other, Annette couldn't help but to ask the next question. "Do you regret that I kissed Tara?"

"If you're asking me if I'm jealous after letting Tara kiss you, then  no. Of course, what you don't know is that Tara doesn't have anything on  me. All you have to do is say two words and I will have you forgetting  about that little kiss with Tara or any other guy for that matter."

"Are you so sure?" Annette's body was responding to his proposition.

"Do you want to find out?" Jordan raised one eyebrow, as if enticing  her. She was very enticed. In fact, she was enticed when she saw Jordan  for the first time at the club several months ago. The same sexual urge  was still there and had been there ever since. Annette couldn't figure  out how they'd kept them at bay for so long without fucking each others  brains out.

"I do."

"Say the words," Jordan said, moving his hands further up her torso to  touch her erect nipples with his thumbs through her bikini tops.

"What words?" She shivered at his touch.

"Two words … you know them," Jordan said, trailing his fingers from the  nipple down to her stomach, watching as the muscles on her little tight  belly contracted under his touch. He wanted her to beg. Was that what  this was all about? They enjoyed seeing each other beg? They enjoyed  teasing the hell out of each other?

"Fuck me," she demanded.

That is all he needed to hear. He lifted himself and her body out of the  water. She straddled his waist as he stepped over to the bench, threw a  towel and her body wrap over his shoulders, grabbed his room key, and  carried her towards the door.

"Hey! Where are you two going?" TJ shouted out behind them.

Jordan didn't answer. Annette didn't answer, either. They were too  occupied trying to make it back to the room, so they could enjoy each  other.







Back in the room, Jordan let her go so she slid down the length of his  hard body. He sat on the edge of the bed and admired her body again  before running his hands along her frame. She didn't know if she was  shivering because she was cold from standing and dripping wet or  shivering from anticipation. His hands skillfully pulled the strings of  her bikini tops loose and they fell to the floor, revealing two perky  size C breasts. He reached up and caressed those softly as well,  massaging them with this entire palm. Next, he used two index fingers to  peel her bikini bottom down her leg, kissing the sides of her legs as  he went down, and then kissing back up the other side as he came up  again.

"I never imagined that you were this beautiful. So perfect … "Jordan  whispered into her ab muscles. The heat from his breath felt good  against her skin. He stood up and buried his face in her neck, sucking  and licking. Then, he moved down to her breasts giving them the same  attention, sucking and licking, running his tongue back and forth across  the already hard nipples. It felt so good, all she could do was moan.  She reached down into his swimming shorts and touched his erection for  the first time. Her eyes flew open when she felt the size of it. She let  out a surprised gasped and he let out a deep groan as she slid her hand  across the length of it. Jordan's sheer size excited her. What she felt  in her hands was very thick and very long. It felt like soft leather.  Her hands ran along the length of it and she discovered that it was hard  as a rock along the shaft, but the head was soft like a cotton ball.

"Jordan, I'm ready," she mumbled, pulling down at his shorts. He helped  her out and the shorts fell to the floor with her bikini. He reached on  the end table and grabbed a box of condoms out of a small duffel bag.  After haphazardly tearing the box open, he pulled a Magnum condom out  and tossed it on the bed. He switched places with her, pushing her back  on the bed, while he stood over her and she allowed his eyes to graze  the length of her body. That's when she saw his dick for the first time.  When she felt it, she knew that it was substantial. Now, she was  looking at it, confirming that he was extraordinarily well-endowed.  Annette didn't want to be comparing anybody, but what she had before  didn't compare to Jordan's rod. Jordan was at least nine inches, with  the head of it making it a full ten inches! Now she could throw it up in  Denise's face that she had finally had a big dick. Was all of him going  to fit? Would it feel like she was losing her virginity all over again?  Right now, Annette didn't care if he tore her little pussy apart trying  to get it in; all she cared about was finally being with Jordan.  Annette couldn't wait any longer. She pulled her legs up and parted them  slightly, giving Jordan a peek at her pussy.         

     



 

"That's a pretty lookin' pussy you got there, Annette." His compliment made her blush. Her body temperature

He knelt on the bed in front of her and used his leg to spread her  thighs even further apart. He was above her now, kissing her lips, her  face, her neck, her collar bone, and then sucking her nipples again. She  was squirming beneath his body, waiting for the moment he would enter  her. She could feel his erection now on her stomach.

"So, many times, I've wanted to make love to you like this. Too many  times. I didn't want to push you. I wanted you to want me like I want  you. Like right now." Jordan was running his lips across her stomach,  causing goose bumps everywhere.

"I wanted you, Jordan. I wanted you more times than you'll ever know."

He kissed both sides of her pelvis and the tops of her thighs. "How wet is your pussy, Annette?"

"It's really wet," she replied.

"Can I feel it?"

"Oh, yes, please."

His fingers found her slit and he moved his fingers up and down in her  wet heat. "Oh, yes you are, baby." He grabbed the top of her thighs and  scooted her ass to the edge of the bed, as if preparing to enter her.  But, then he knelt down in front of her and began kissing the bare skin  right above her core. His lips felt good on her hairless mound.

"Jordan, wh-what are you doing? I'm already wet and ready."

"You are wet. He nodded, pushing two fingers into her pussy.

"Aaaah … Jordon, I'm so ready for you to fuck me, baby." Annette was wet  the moment Jordan kissed her in the pool. Not wet from the pool water,  but from her own juices. She loved the fact that she didn't need Jordan  to lick her for a few seconds just to get it wet.