Step-By-Step(59)

She was so close that her pussy ached from the need to release. She cupped her breasts in her hands and pinched her nipples, rolling them between her fingers until they were hardened peaks. Darrien's eyes travelled down to her breasts, watching her play with them intently, but still doing and saying nothing.

Ramona, let her head fall back and moaned loudly, as a final wave crashed through her mere seconds before her body tensed and a flood of her juices greeted Tiffany's mouth and tongue.

Not realizing that they had company the petite blonde with the massive tits, sat back on her heels and wiped Ramona's juices from her chin. Sitting up on the bed, Ramona snaked a hand around Tiffany's neck and drew her lips to hers. She grazed her lips across the other woman's, loving the taste of herself on Tiffany's lips and tongue, while keeping her eyes glued to Darrien's, enticing him to join in.

Sensing Ramona's distraction Tiffany broke the kiss and turned toward the door. She gasped, her face reddening, as she spotted Darrien watching them. "Oh-my-God Darrien! I can explain."

Darrien shook his head, his expression remaining impassive. "Don't bother, just grab your stuff and let yourself out. I'd like to speak with my sister privately."

Tiffany looked at Ramona then back at Darrien, before scampering off the bed and quickly throwing on her clothing. Less than two minutes later she was dressed and rushing out, closing the door behind her.

Ramona was a little uncertain as to how to take Darrien's cool exterior. Sitting up on her knees on the middle of the bed she waited for him to say something, anything to her. Anger she could work with. Anger could get her what she wanted, but this cool, collected attitude had her stumped.

"Now, I expected you had some little scheme up your sleeve when you called me earlier, but I didn't expect this." He pulled at his tie, loosening it and then removing it from around his neck, before tossing it onto the black plush armchair next to him. "It doesn't surprise me mind you, it's just... not quite what I expected. I didn't even realize you knew I'd been seeing Tiffany."

Ramona shrugged, "Well, if you're not going to do it then…"

"So how did you convince her to go along with your little plan?"

"Five thousand and a few glasses of wine."

Darrien threw back his head and laughed outright, adding to her confusion. Damn it! He was supposed to be angry - furious. He was supposed to - in his bout of anger - toss her up against the wall and force his long, thick cock into her despite her protests. Then she'd give in and beg him for more. That's how this situation was supposed to play out. It was how it had played out in her mind.

A moment later his laughter subsided and he sighed loudly, sitting down in the chair on which he'd thrown the tie. "Can't you see this will never work out, Ramona?"

Scrambling off of the bed, Ramona walked over to him. She hesitated for a brief moment before straddling him and settling herself on his lap, rubbing her moist, hot pussy against the ridge of his erect cock under his pants. "Yes, it can." she purred into his ear, nipping lightly on his lobe.

Grabbing her shoulders, he pushed her gently back from him. "We can't have a relationship Ramona. All we could ever be is fuck buddies. Is that what you really want?" He raised a questioning brow at her.

No, no it isn't, I want it all, she thought, but found herself nodding. "Yes, that's all I'm asking for. For you to fuck me when I need it."

Darrien sighed, as his eyes left hers and travelled their way down her body, stopping at her generous, pert breasts, before continuing over her flat stomach and to her clean-shaven pussy. Ramona shivered with anticipation, and the moisture increased between her legs. His eyes lingered between her legs before moving slowly back up to her breasts.

He slipped a hand around her and pulled her closer to him, capturing a beige nipple in his mouth, sucking on it, and teasing it with his tongue until it turned into a beige hardened peak for him.

Arching her back, Ramona moaned as she savoured the feel of his soft, yet firm, lips as they travelled across to her other breast doing the same thing to that one as he had the first. Her fingers worked furiously at undoing the buttons on his white shirt. It had been just over a month since she'd felt his rock hard body against hers; a month too long as far as she was concerned.

His lips left her second breast and claimed hers, his tongue forcing its way past her slightly parted lips to explore her mouth. She moaned against his lips, undoing the final button on his shirt and then working on his belt.

Reaching around her back, Darrien grasped her ass cheeks in his hands and pulled her pussy tight against the ridge of his cock.

"Oh God! I've missed you. Missed your cock!" she gasped, unzipping his pants and slipping her hand under his boxers to grasp his hard long shaft. Darrien groaned as he watched her hand pumping his cock in hard, quick motions.