Chapter 10
Special Friend
Sheila loved sucking Derek’s cock. Hell, she loved everything she did with him, but he was gloriously vocal when she sucked his cock. That got her even wetter. She loved the groans and grunts he made. The dirty things he said while she sucked him off drove her wild.
Alexander slowed his movements and transferred his grip back to her hips so she could bend down to take Derek into her mouth.
She planted one hand on Derek’s thigh for balance, and she clenched the root of his cock with the other.
Her throat swelled as she took him as deeply as she could.
He gripped her hair at the base of her neck the way he knew she liked.
God, could she get any wetter while being shoved from one cock to another?
Then Alexander started to grunt.
“I’m not gonna last much longer, guys. This pussy is too fucking good!”
Sheila squirmed when Derek tightened his hand in her hair and thrust harder. When he spoke, his voice was gravelly and thick with lust.
“Do it. Fuck her until you come, and then I’ll take over.”
Alexander tightened his hold and hammered her tender pussy, fast and wild. When Sheila choked on Derek’s cock, he loosened his hand in her hair. Her mouth popped off his dick, and she gasped for breath.
She struggled momentarily to take him back into her mouth. When her teeth accidentally scraped him after another energetic thrust, Derek tugged her head up until she met his eyes.
“Don’t worry about me, sweetheart,” he said with a grin. “He’s gonna blow soon, and then I’ll have you all to myself. Just hold on to me while he goes wild.”
Derek’s words proved prophetic. Alexander’s grunts and swear words increased in volume as his fingers dug into her hips. Tomorrow, she’d have bruises to show for all the vigorous manhandling, but she wouldn’t change a thing about tonight.
Alexander surprised her when he gathered her hair into his hand and pulled her up by it. He yanked on it almost painfully until her torso arched upwards. She was no longer hinged at the waist. Instead, her back was parallel with Alexander’s chest, and her tits pointed at Derek.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Derek moaned.
Alexander manacled her wrists behind her lower back with one hand and slammed into her. With her hands imprisoned by his iron grip, and his hand twisted in her hair, Alexander held her nearly immobile. Her orgasm built as his long cock stroked her.
“Oh, fuck, that feels so good,” Sheila cried.
“I’m gonna come! Fuck, I’m gonna come!” Alexander bellowed.
When Alexander stilled his movements, he let out a long, guttural moan. Sheila was happy he came, but her body was on fire for release. Her eyes fluttered open, and she met Derek’s smirk.
“You didn’t come, did you, baby? Is that perfect pussy ready for one more ride?” he asked with a knowing smile. “Are you ready to explode all over my cock?”
Sheila wasn’t sure how much more she could take, but she desperately wanted to come. She whimpered when Alexander withdrew. Her poor lady bits had taken a beating tonight, and she was more tender than she wanted to admit. Despite that, she needed something to push her over the edge.
Alexander kissed her. He murmured something before he left the room, but her attention was focused on Derek. She lay back on the bed as he directed. Then he just stared at her while she reclined in the center of Alexander’s bed, naked and fiercely aroused.
Her heart fluttered at how he looked at her, and she reminded herself again that this was all physical.
If he cared about her the way she was beginning to care for him, he wouldn’t be so thrilled to see her fucked by another man.
It was obvious this was just sex for him, or he wouldn’t find such satisfaction from hearing about her sexual escapades with other men when he wasn’t around.
She needed to remember that Derek was a special friend, not her partner. He was her lover, not her love interest. If her heart sometimes got confused, well, she was still new at divorcing sex from romantic relationships.
As long as she didn’t say anything to spoil it all, everything would be fine.
But he had to stop gazing at her like she was the most precious woman in the world. It was necessary to nip these dangerous thoughts in the bud, or she’d be looking at him with hearts in her eyes. That way lay disaster.
He continued to stare at her, immobile, as she panted with need.
“I thought you said something about exploding on your cock,” she whimpered as her own hands caressed her body. “Or is your new plan to edge me until I can’t take it anymore?”
“The idea has some appeal, but I’m too greedy.”
Her near-orgasm left her skin ultra-sensitive. She hissed out a breath as one of her hands cupped her breast.
“Show me how wet you are,” he demanded.
He squeezed the base of his cock. Sheila spread her legs and bent her knees, pulling her legs up closer to her body.
“Fuck, I can smell how aroused you are from here,” he said. “You’re so wet, so needy. Aren’t you?”
“Yes,” she hissed. “I need you. I need you to make me come like you said you would. Fuck me. Please. Please fuck me hard and deep, and make me explode all over your cock like you said. You promised.”
She let out a wail as he stood there, making no move to climb onto the bed. Instead, he grimaced.
“I saw you, baby. You’re too tender for me. I don’t want to ever hurt you.”
“I’m hurting right now. My pussy is so empty, it aches. I need you so badly!”
“Shh, don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. I promise. That perfect pussy of yours has worked so hard, and it deserves a reward. I can’t fuck you, though. I won’t hurt you.”
Sheila’s mouth dropped at Derek’s words.
“But you’re ready to go.” She gestured at his raging hard-on. “Don’t you want me?”
She cringed at how plaintive she sounded.
“Of course I want you. That’s never in question, baby. Seriously,” he snorted, “you never have to wonder that. I’ll always want you.”
He cleared his throat and chuckled. “I’ll be the old guy in the retirement home waxing loquacious about the beautiful girl I once knew. Everyone will roll their eyes at my tall tales, but I’ll know.”
His expression turned serious. “But right now, I just want to take care of you. Regardless of what some jerk might have said to you in the past, a guy won’t die of blue balls.
Besides, I’ve already come so much tonight, my dick can stand down this time.
Like I said, all I want to do is take care of you. Make you feel good.”
“You do,” she said.
“But right now, you’re aching, aren’t you? I can smell how turned on you are. Your pussy’s dripping. You fucked Alexander’s brains out, and you tried to suck my soul out through my cock. Now it’s your turn.”
Derek shocked a laugh out of her, and she relaxed a bit more.
“Why don’t you lay back, sweetheart? Get comfortable. Your pussy deserves a special treat for all its hard work.”
When Derek leaned forward to push some pillows closer to her, Sheila grabbed for his bobbing cock. He danced out of the way, laughing.
“Hands to yourself, young lady,” he scolded. “This is a respectable place.”
Sheila snorted, and he snickered at her before he schooled his face.
“I’m serious,” he said. “Hands to yourself. Or better yet, hands on yourself.”
Her confusion must have shown.
“Touch yourself, baby. Since you’re tender but needy, this might be the best way to get you off without making it worse.”
Sheila’s heart swelled at the concerned expression he wore.
“Touch yourself. Make yourself feel good. Bring yourself pleasure. Please,” he added hoarsely.
Derek’s eager gaze followed her hands. She stroked the soft skin of her inner thigh and trailed her fingers up to her still-dripping cunt.
While her excitement had dialed down a bit as they spoke, his intense stare puckered her nipples.
As he stared, she dipped her fingertips into her pussy—okay, yeah, it was pretty sore—and coated her fingers in her wetness.
His eyes shone with a fevered brightness as she stretched her thighs wider to give him a better view. Her fingers casually circled her sensitive clit. She groaned with relief. At last, her needy pussy got some of the attention it clamored for, and her excitement blazed back to full force.
This wasn’t the first time she’d masturbated for him, but it was different. Stronger. More intense. It felt more intimate, despite the possibility that Alexander might pop up at any time and disturb this oddly private moment.
Her fingers fell into a familiar pattern as she frantically rubbed the tight bundle of nerves between her legs. Sweat broke out on her forehead, and her breasts swelled as her excitement rose.
Neither of them spoke, but the sounds of their excited gasps and groans filled the air. Sheila looked at Derek and saw him squeeze the base of his engorged cock.
Derek’s enthusiasm ratcheted up Sheila’s arousal even further. Unfortunately, she always had a hard time bringing herself to orgasm with just her fingers. Loneliness was only part of why she had so many toys at home. Her muscles tensed, but her orgasm remained elusive, dancing just out of reach.
“What’s the matter?” Derek’s gentle voice swirled over her skin like a kiss.
“How did you know?” she asked in surprise.
“Tell me what’s wrong,” he countered. “What do you need?”
“I can’t come,” she wailed.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I can’t make myself come with just my hands.”
“Oh,” he said. “Oh! Should I grab our toy, or are you too sensitive for that?”
Remembering the intensity of the panty vibrator Derek used on her at the restaurant, she involuntarily cringed.
Derek laughed. “Okay, that’s a ‘no,’ I take it.”
She whimpered, and he stroked her arm.
“We’ll figure something out, baby. Don’t worry.”
Sheila relaxed under his gentle ministrations until Derek reached out and licked one of her nipples. She jolted at the sensation.
Derek groaned as he swirled his tongue around her areola.
“Touch yourself,” he whispered before he sucked her nipple into his hot, eager mouth.
He settled in beside her on the bed. Derek used his mouth, lips, and tongue to drive her wild, and she stroked her pussy faster.
“That’s it, baby. You’re such a good girl, trying to come for me. You are trying to come for me, aren’t you?” he asked.
He pulled on one of her nipples while he bit gently on the other one. Sheila groaned her agreement. Her fingers flew around her clit as her orgasm built higher once again.
But just like before, it always danced away as she approached. She was beyond turned on. Her body was primed to come, and she wanted to please Derek so badly, but she just couldn’t cross the finish line.
She hated these feelings of inadequacy and hopelessness. Of failure.
Derek surprised her when he traced a tear along her cheek that she didn’t even know had escaped.
“Oh, baby,” he said.
“I hate this,” she said as she fought further tears. “You’re being so wonderful, and I just… my stupid body.”
“Hey, don’t do that. Your body is amazing. You’re amazing. Many women can’t come just from external stimulation.”
“Really?” she asked in a small voice.
“Of course. Haven’t you ever read women’s magazines?” he teased. “Some women have to have vaginal penetration, some need attention to their clit. Other women only come if their g-spot is stimulated. There’s no right way, just the way that works for you.”
He stroked her arm again while he spoke. Like before, it had a surprisingly calming effect on her.
“Since you’ve come plenty tonight while being penetrated”—he leered, and she hiccupped a laugh—“my guess is that’s what works for you. No big deal.”
“But you said—“
“And I meant it. You’re too tender, but we can improvise.”
He grinned at her as he slid to the foot of the bed. She lifted her head to better observe. Derek pulled her down so that her throbbing pussy was inches from his lascivious expression.
Another laugh escaped her when he declared, “Now I’ve got you where I want you, and I’ll never let you go.”
Sheila couldn’t ever remember laughing so much during sex as she did with Derek. Maybe a little with Brandon, but it was flirtation before sex, not in the thick of things. But even as her laugh hung in the air, Derek slid his tongue along her seam. She groaned and clutched his hair.
He slowly licked her once, twice, three times. From her perineum to her sensitive-as-fuck clit, he tongued her, and she thrashed against the sheets. With just a few strokes of his tongue, he took her from angry and excited to incandescent with arousal.
Her core muscles clenched as he rubbed her clit with two fingers. His tongue, that clever, clever tongue, dipped into her vaginal opening at last.