Fifty-Seven
H as finally relented, like it was some big hardship to get his dick sucked, and eased me off his lap so he could shove his jeans and boxers down in one fell swoop. I dragged them over his bare feet and tossed them on the floor, then I climbed back up on the bed, and crawled toward him.
“Fucking hell, babe, how do you just keep getting sexier? Come here.”
He made me straddle him again, even as he groaned, and his eyes seemed to roll back at the press of my sweatpants covered pussy against his bare cock. He dragged me into one of those kisses where he seemed to make love to my entire body with just his tongue and lips. I felt like he could make me come just from the way he was kissing me, and the way I was writhing over his dick, my clit rubbing deliciously against him with each move.
“Fuck. Okay… do you still want to do this, babe? You don’t have to, but if you don’t, I really need to be inside you instead, because you’re driving me crazy here.”
I nodded, surprised by how desperate I was to try this, even though I never thought I’d do such a thing. Something about Has-Been made it something I wanted to do for him.
I nodded, and Has helped me back off his lap, but for some strange reason he guided me to lay beside him, with my head on his chest, and then he took my hand, and placed it over the hot hard flesh I wanted my mouth around.
“Get to know him first, babe. Stroke him, tease him with your fingers, and don’t rush into anything. Just enjoy how it feels.”
I could watch as I touched him, and Has was gently stroking my hair, while his heart started to race faster, something I knew only because my ear was pressed right over it. As I took him more firmly in hand, his hips moved a little with my touch, and he let out a ragged breath.
“Jesus, yeah, just like that, babe. A little tighter, drag the foreskin back more, fuck yes… do that again…” His words, and the way my touch was affecting him, were having an effect on me too. I was so wet, and throbbing between my legs, and I had to wriggle a little to try and ease that pressure I was feeling.
Something inside me was urging me to push him harder, to watch him coming apart under my touch, but also… I just wanted to taste him. That tantalising glossy pre-cum that he’d shown me how to spread with my thumb, I just wanted to know what it tasted like, so I moved my head from his chest, and leaned closer to his cock.
“Fuck… babe, I can’t guarantee he’s not gonna go off if you do this. I’ll try and warn you so you don’t have to swallow.”
I hesitated, not sure if I could even do that anyway, but I couldn’t fight my curiosity, and leaned further down, flicking my tongue at the slit to taste the new drop of pre-cum. Has shuddered as my tongue touched him, and that warm musky taste seemed to kick my need into overdrive. I lunged closer, almost draped over Has’ body, with my face so close to his dick that I could finally ease my mouth over it, and glide my lips down his length, as far as I could.
“Jesus! Fuck, Elise. Take it slower, don’t choke yourself on it. That’s my job.” He let out a shaky laugh, and his hips shuddered beneath me as I sucked on his cock like it was an ice lolly, even though it couldn’t be further from it. One hand grasped the base of his cock, while the other trailed down to feel around for his balls. I wanted to know how they felt too.
“You’re killing me, babe… fuck … if you… babe, stop. Elise, stop before I come, please.”
I slid my mouth off him, reluctant to stop, but equally reluctant to take a mouthful of cum on my first ever blow job, and I’d moved just in time. With a low curse and a full body shudder, Has came hard, his cock jerking and spurting warm cum all over my hands and his stomach.
Has-Been
I never expected her to want to do that, but fuck me, she was perfect. Her courage, in the face of every new sexual act, was an inspiration, especially when you consider what she’d been through recently. The fact that she trusted me like this meant the world to me, because no matter how I appeared to be the good guy within the club, I knew I had a darker side, and I knew I had a past that could make me act out of character.
I’d never deliberately hurt Elise, or any woman, but I knew I needed to work on that side of me, to give her the stability and security she needed, that she deserved .
“Babe, that was fucking perfect. How are you doing?” She lifted her head, sucking her bottom lip for a moment. Her cheeks darkened a little, and her eyes dipped down again.
“Babe?”
Her breath left her in a rush.
“I’m horny, Has.”
That’s my fucking girl . “Want that firm dicking I’ve been promising you? I just need a few minutes to get my mojo back after you just sucked my soul out of my cock.”
She started giggling, and slapped at my chest.
“Dammit, Has!” She hesitated for a moment, then leaned down to trail her fingers through my cooled cum, teasing my stomach with the motion.
“Yes, though. I want that… I want to know how it feels to get thoroughly fucked by Has-Been!”
She was gonna be the death of me, but fuck yeah, I wanted every second with her. Every sweet, filthy moment and every new experience for her. I wanted to be every possible first for her, I wanted to own all of her experiences, because I could only trust myself to make them as perfect as possible.
“Babe, you’re gonna want to get naked, because while I’m resting, I want to watch you touching yourself. We’re gonna get you so fucking horny you’re desperate for my cock.”
Her cheeks were still pink, but she shifted beside me so she could lift off her t-shirt, and wriggle out of her sweatpants and underwear.
As I watched her eagerly shucking her clothes, and biting at her lip as she watched me for some kind of command to begin, I realised I wouldn’t even need my usual refractory period because she was the sexiest woman I’d seen in my damn life.
I nodded at her, enjoying the way her cheeks darkened to red as her fingers started to slide down between her legs.
“That’s it, babe. Show me how you like to be touched. Just like you want to learn what gets me off, I want to know how you like it too. Hey… don’t rush to the finish line, what about those perky nipples of yours? Don’t they like a little attention too?”
Elise looked uncertain as she stopped moving her hand down towards the prize we knew I wanted more than I wanted fucking oxygen.
“It… I like it, but it doesn’t feel like it does when you touch them, Has.”
Damn fucking straight it doesn’t. I grinned and dragged her over me so she straddled my semi, and raised her up higher onto her knees.
“Okay, babe. You get those fingers down there, and let me deal with these needy nipples of yours.” I grazed my thumbs lightly over both nipples at the same time, and was rewarded with a ragged breath as Elise’s eyes lifted again to mine.
“See? How do you do that?”
I chuckled softly. “Babe… if you think that’s good, you have no idea how fucking good I can make you feel. This is the tip of the iceberg.”
She giggled, leaning down to kiss me.
“Just the tip, Has?”