The Seduction(13)

Her cheeks flush, looking angry. “I’m not a virgin,” she mutters. “I’ve seen a man’s penis before, thank you very much.”

I give a lazy laugh. “This isn’t an anatomy class. You can say cock. Not that flaccid thing your high-school boyfriend slipped inside you for ten seconds in the backseat of his daddy’s Camaro. Not the tiny dick your ex jackhammered away at you with, that you could barely even feel for shit. I’m talking about a real man’s cock. Hard. Big. A fucking animal.”

I lean closer, seeing her breath catch. Her pupils dilate with desire. “You want it, don’t you?” I whisper. “To know what that feels like. When it hurts to take all the way but you just can’t help it because it feels so damn good.”

She stares at me. Her lips moisten. Damn, I could use those around my dick right now.

“You’re making pretty bold promises,” Keely says with an edge in her voice. “I bet you’re all talk and no trouser.”

I laugh. “I’ll make you come your fucking brains out. You’ll be on your knees, begging for the chance to suck me off.”

“I don’t believe you.” She meets my eyes in a brazen stare. Damn, this girl’s got more guts than I thought.

“Try me.” I get up off the bench.

“What?”

“Bathroom. Now.”

She scoffs. “Stop dicking around.”

“You questioned my manhood. The least you can do now is let me prove you wrong.”

I see the struggle clear on her face: the war between curiosity and good girl bullshit manners. It’s same fight I see every woman go through, just because society decided getting off for the sake of pure pleasure is some kind of crime. Fuck, I could murder the guys who figured that one out, probably some frustrated pussies who couldn’t get laid and wanted the rest of us to suffer right along with them.

Keely goes back and forth, her indecision clear on her face. Finally she looks me straight in the eyes. “Let’s go.”

I see the challenge in her stare. She thinks she’s won by calling my bluff, but we’ll see who comes out on top.

“I’m insane,” she mutters to herself, rising to her feet.

“Wait thirty seconds,” I instruct her. “Don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea about you.” I wink, leaving her blushing as I saunter to the single restroom at the back of the hall. A few seconds later, there’s a knock on the door.

Keely peeks her head around, then quickly darts inside, locking the door tight behind her. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she says, cheeks red. “But just a look, I’m not hooking up with you. This is a strictly business relationship.”

“Sure thing.” I reach for my belt buckle, then unzip my fly. I’m commando under my jeans, and as I yank them over my thighs, I hear a gasp slip from those luscious lips.

Ladies, meet your wildest fantasy.

Some people say, size doesn’t matter. Those fucking pussies don’t know shit. Because even just a glimpse of what I’m packing makes Keely shiver with lust.

“Satisfied?” I ask with a grin. She’s staring at it, wide-eyed, her breath coming fast. Damn. I feel myself start to get hard, and I give myself a couple of tugs, swelling even larger under my hand.

She takes a couple of steps closer. “I’ve never seen...” she swallows. “How do you even...?”

“Fit?” I finish, still lazily jerking myself. “Believe me, honey, once I’ve warmed you up right, you’ll be ready.”

“Can I...” she reaches hesitantly, her eyes already dilated with curiosity and desire.

“Be my guest.”

Her fingers close around me, soft. Her breath catches. “I can hardly hold you,” she murmurs.

“That’s called girth,” I tell her, watching the way her cheeks flush. She strokes me, whisper-soft, and I stifle a groan. “Harder, baby, I won’t break.”

She sucks in a breath, and squeezes tighter. Her eyes never leave my dick as she slowly pumps her fist up and down. “Yeah,” I grunt. “Like that.”

Bolder, Keely brings her other hand in, stoking over my tip as she pumps from the base. My cock is all woken up now, straining under her touch, veins bulging thick along my stem. Her delicate fists work up and down, sliding along the length of me, wet with pre-cum.

I sink back against the wall. “Fuck, that feels good.”

She looks up with a devilish smile. “It does?”

One hand dips beneath my legs, cupping my balls in a soft squeeze, and then reaching further, stroking my taint.

“Fuck!” I exclaim in surprise, feeling my cock leap to attention. “Do that again.”