His tongue invades my mouth, my taste on it. His hands reach my hips where he squeezes me. "I need a shower before we continue."
I'm afraid to answer him, so I just nod.
"Turn off the lights and wait for me in bed." He walks toward the bathroom.
I do so and lock the door. Making my way into my bedroom, I think about putting on some sexy lingerie, but all I have is what I bought for work, and the thought of wearing anything that is associated with stripping makes my stomach turn.
I turn on the bedside lamp that casts a soft glow to the room. I decide to just get into bed naked and see what happens. Pulling the covers back, I slide in, anxious for what I hope is to come. Is it like riding a bike? Will I remember what to do? Will he fit? Will I gag on his cock?
He steps into the room. And. Holy. Fuck. Me. A gush of wetness releases from my pussy with a throb. The sight of him in nothing but a white towel around his hips held in place with one hand is something to behold. Little droplets of water still run down his chest, and he looks like someone out of one of those fitness magazines. My mouth has now run dry, and I think if I try to say anything right now, it will sound weird, harsh, or I might just moan if I open my mouth at all.
"Water pressure sucks!" he says right before he looks up and takes me in. I'm sitting up now, the sheet pooled in my lap as I gawk at him. He stares right at my naked breasts and mutters, "Jesus." He drops his towel, giving me an unobstructed view of him. All. Of. Him.
Is he even going to fit? Should I just call it quits now? "You're pierced?" I point at him and can't believe that the words actually came out of my mouth.
"For your pleasure, baby," he says as he fists his cock in lazy strokes up and down.
Now it's my turn for my mouth to water. "Will it fit?" I whisper my question softly.
He smirks at me as he walks to the bed.
"I think we should talk about this a little before actually doing anything. Mick?" I look at him. "It's not going to fit. And I'm not even trying to stroke your ego a bit right now."
"I'm going to fit, baby, right down to my balls. I'm going to make it so good for you. I'm going to get you good and ready for me before I slide in." He plants his knee on the bed, and it dips.
"But, but," I'm stuttering at the size of his cock, because it's much bigger close up and naked and fully erect. His head is almost purple and angry looking, a bead of pre-cum filling the slit at the top. And those barbells running the length of him! My God! The girls at work always said fucking someone who was pierced was a whole different ball game. Being pierced myself, I didn't really get what the big deal was, but I can see it now.
"Lie back, Marissa, and spread your legs for me," he says while whipping the cover off of me, leaving me naked and for all of him to see.
He hooks his hands underneath my knees and drags me down to my back. I lean up on my elbows to watch him. He settles on his belly between my legs and looks up at me. "I could spend hours playing with this little ring, Marissa." He moans softly as he flicks it with his tongue. "Fucking perfect," he whispers while he opens up my pussy lips with his thumbs. "You're all swollen and glistening, baby, almost ready for me." Then his tongue darts into me.
This time, he's not fooling around. No longer teasing me, he starts working me over aggressively with his tongue, lips, and teeth. He runs his tongue from my opening to my clit, flattening it as he runs it up in one hot, wet swipe. He circles my clit, alternating with tugs of my piercing. Drawing it into his mouth, he slides one finger into me. I feel my walls squeeze him. "Fuck, so tight," he says as he slides in another finger and bites down gently on my clit. My hips buck against his fingers and mouth, and the feeling makes my toes curl.
"Oh my God," I say when he starts to rub my G-spot with the pads of his fingers. Curling them up a bit to apply a little pressure, the stirrings of an orgasm begin in my belly. The tightness builds, and I open my legs wider for more. Wanting more. "Mick, wait..." I say, and he stops immediately, bringing his eyes to meet mine.
"Did I hurt you?" His worried tone makes me smile.
"Not at all. I just." I look down, suddenly feeling a bit shy to tell him what I want.
"Hey, eyes to me, Marissa, yeah?" he says, and I meet his gaze.
"I, umm," I stutter. "I want you in my mouth, too," I tell him almost in a whisper.
"Baby, you never have to be shy with me. Ever. You hear me?"
I nod my head at him.
He rolls to his back alongside me as I get up to my knees. I don't even know how long it's been since I've done this, but I know that I want to try. He guides me to straddle his face, and I feel a bit awkward at first. I take him in my hand, his girth so wide that my fingers don't touch when they encircle him. I twist my hand as I stroke him from root to tip, eliciting a hiss out of Mick. Noticing the pre-cum gathering in his slit, I lean over to lick it up, circling the head with my tongue. Mick's hands come to my hips as he pulls me down to his face. I feel his nose nudge my clit and then his tongue running the length of my slit. I double my efforts, taking him as deep as I can while stroking up from the base of his cock to meet my mouth. All the while, he licks my clit and alternating with nips to my lips, tugs on my piercing, and spearing his tongue into me. I'm practically smothering him with my pussy as I grind down on his tongue. The feeling of his barbells running over my lips each time I draw him in feels so good, I just know it's going to feel even better when his cock is inside of me.
I take my other hand to cup his balls, giving them a little tug then massaging them gently. I pick up the pace and suck harder on the head, giving a little squeeze to his cock on the upward strokes with my hand. My thighs start to tremble as my orgasm barrels down on me. He plucks me off him and plants me on my back. He moves off the bed, and I hear the rustle of clothes and the crinkle of a wrapper. I look up at him as he settles between my thighs on his knees and works the condom down his cock.
"Fuck," he says, looking at me as he settles between my thighs.
"My pussy, my pleasure to give. From now on, you come on my fingers, on my tongue, on my cock," he says as he thrusts into me. His cock hits that soft spot inside of me, and those barbells move against my walls in the best possible way. He snakes his hand between us, and his thumb flicks at my clit ring.
I reach up and pull on my nipples, giving them a little twist, and I can feel my orgasm building.
I know it's coming, and I know it's going to be huge. I feel my pussy start to tighten, as those telltale flutters start low in my belly. He finally pushes me over the edge, and my toes curl into the sheets. I come with a load groan, full of his cock, while he races to join me.
Chapter Eighteen
Mick
The minute I came into the room and saw her sitting on her bed, the sheet covering her breasts, everything else around me stilled. She is so beautiful, but the look she gave me when I dropped my towel told me all I needed to know.
Gone was the sheet, her mouth open. I knew I wanted to fuck her mouth more than I wanted to feast on her sweet pussy.
Her tongue licking my cock head was the straw the broke the camel's back. Holy shit, I wanted to fuck her face so hard, but I had to pace myself. The way her pussy sucked in my fingers I knew it would be a tight fit with my cock.
"You ready for this?" I ask her, tearing open a condom wrapper and slowly adjusting it over my piercing before rolling it down to the base.
She sits in the middle of the bed, her back to the headboard and hair in a braid. Feet on the bed while her knees are bent, and her pussy is open for me. Glistening. Clit diamond sparkling in the dim light.
"Come here, Marissa." I motion her with my finger. She gets on her knees and crawls to me, her tits hanging low, making me want to fuck her doggie. Next round. This round will be missionary.
I'm standing at the end of the bed, and once she makes it to me, she gets straight on her knees. I lean down to kiss her lips softly, licking her bottom lip before going to her ear and licking the lobe. The motion sends goose bumps all over her. I use that second to slip my finger into her pussy lips, gathering the wetness and rubbing her clit with two fingers. "Love this clit ring." My finger goes down, circling her opening before sliding in. "I want to fuck you with my tongue every day," I tell her before taking her nipple in my mouth, biting it twice, then twirling my tongue around it. Her hips start moving toward my finger, so I add another one, moving them in and out a touch faster while I feast on her other nipple. I rub her G-spot every time my fingers pull out, curling them a little.
I know it's the spot because she moans every single time I touch it. Her pussy starts to tremble, getting a touch tighter. I know she's right there, so I take my fingers out, rubbing them on her nipple then licking her clean again while she tries to rub herself to orgasm.
I look at her, her cheeks pink, her eyes dilated and eyelids hazy. Her pussy puffy and ready. "Lie back, baby." I don't have to ask her twice. She lies back, spreading her legs wide. I lean down, taking one more long lick before climbing on the bed, positioning myself between her legs. "Going to go slow for you, okay?" I tell her while I take my cock in my hand and rub it up and down her slit, getting her wetness on me.