Filling up the Virgin(196)

“All you have to do is watch me…watch me and see if you can handle a real woman…like MEEEEEEEEEE.” The only thing on my mind was the orgasm that came squealing out of my lips. I pounded on the fridge and it bounced back and forth threatening to topple over on top of us. The things inside rattled and my eyes literally disappeared with only the whites remaining.

He slapped my fine big ass and stood with his cock sliding up and down between my buns. His long sausage was thick and I put my hand around to grab onto it. It was huge and 9 inches was a lot more than what I had in quite some time.

“If…you think for a second that I’m going to fuck you, then you have another thing coming. I’m not that easy that I don’t do those things that other girls do to get your attention.” I was pulling down my skirt and rearranging my panties, so that they were back covering my exposed body. Those fingers inside me had stirred something up and it was a wonder that I was even able to push him away before things escalated too far.

“You want another round with me. I loved the way that you grinded on my face and left me with a permanent pussy mustache.” He tried to nudge my legs open with his feet, but I turned and pushed him back with both hands on his chest. “I don’t know why you play hard to get, when all we really want to do is give each other pleasure?”

“I don’t want to be just a memory amongst many. I want more than that and I deserve more than that. Sex is good, but it’s only one part of the equation. You think that you are god’s gift to women, but I can assure you that I’m not some brain dead blonde bimbo. I probably have a higher IQ bigger than you and most of the other players on your team. That’s the reason why I’m not going to get caught with my panties down around my ankles and bending over for your amusement.” I walked away breathless and close to turning back and jumping into his arms.

“I’m not through with you. You’re that refreshing aftertaste that I can’t get enough of. This could’ve been your best night and you walked away from it. You only make me that much more determined to conquer you. Don’t be surprised if I show up when you least expect it, Felicity.” I thought that he might be all talk. He most likely would forget about me after he got his hands on somebody else.

I noticed during the rest of the night that there were girls surrounding him like his own personal harem. He played the game, but I never did see him sneak out to go up to one of the empty rooms for a 20 minute exploration of the flesh. It did give me food for thought, but I wasn’t sure that it was enough to get him to change his leopard spots.

He was constantly looking at me and I felt exposed and vulnerable in a way that I never expected. It felt like I needed to cover myself up, even though I was wearing clothes at the time. I think that every woman knows the kind of guy that makes them feel that they have x-ray vision.

At the end of the night, I had a couple of leftover champagne glasses. It tickled my nose and made me want to spread my legs and give him that moment to change my mind.

I went looking for him, but there was no sign of him anywhere. It was only after I went that I found a note slipped in my jacket. I took it out and I opened it to see a phone number. He expected me to call him. To do that, I would only open myself up to his kind of pursuit.

The note underneath said “I can’t blame you for wanting to be free. I just wanted to let you know that I had a great time and I still taste you. I will be in touch, unless of course you can’t stop yourself from reaching out and touching someone.” I got into my car and drove home with images of him dancing in my head.





Chapter three

It was two days later and I had gotten a bunch of roses and candy. Tracy knew that I had a secret admirer, but she had no idea that it was one of her idols vying for my attention.

This morning I had a singing telegram and a huge teddy bear delivered at the crack of dawn. I could barely wake up long enough to see this gyrating man dancing around my living room in only a Speedo. It was a little unusual for him to send me that kind of gift, but I had to say that Tracy was not complaining in the very least.

“I don’t know where you met this man, Felicity, but he is going all out to impress you. You wouldn’t think that just having a bit of oral sex with you would have had that kind of effect on him. It appears that you have given him a memory that he can’t shake loose. You should really take advantage of his good nature. He obviously has money that he doesn’t mind throwing around. There’s a fancy restaurant that has your name written all over it. Take him up on his offer and then stick him with the bill for a lobster dinner that will make his eyes go wide.” That was her way of doing things and that was not how I rolled.