Chapter 7 Danni
DANNI
The hike down the mountain is a slower pace than the hike up. Probably because my legs are wobbly from the multiple orgasms Colter gave me. We hold hands the whole way down the trail, and I can’t get the stupid grin off my face.
It’s just for the weekend, but man, a girl could get used to this.
“What do you want to do now, Princess?”
The nickname makes me glow with pleasure.
I feel like a Princess today and he’s my willing servant, wanting nothing more than to do as I wish.
An image flashes into my brain of Colter’s head between my thighs and his hot mouth on my pussy.
My core tightens, and I’m about to say we should go back to his place for more orgasms, but I can’t quite form the words.
It’s unfair to ask him to pleasure me sexually all day, even though I’m pretty sure he enjoyed it as much as I did.
Besides, if I have one more orgasm right now, my whole body might turn to jelly.
“I want to see your vintage bikes.”
Colter gives a surprised smile, and I can tell he’s pleased. Even though he said this weekend is all about me, what I want to do is find out all about him. He mentioned last night that he has a bike collection, and I love anything vintage.
“As you wish.”
A little while later we’re back at Colter’s place, and he slides open the rustic-looking garage door of a shed behind the cabin. The inside is anything but rustic.
This place is pristinely clean. Ten different bikes sit proudly in neat rows, the chrome polished to a high sheen on every single one of them.
The first in the row is a Harley that looks like it’s from the 1940s. I run my fingertips along the vibrant turquoise casing, loving the smooth glossy texture.
“It’s beautiful.” As beautiful as my old Caddy but better preserved. “Does she still run?”
Colter grabs two vintage style helmets off a rack.
“You want to find out?”
I clap my hands together in excitement and do a little excited jump that makes Colter laugh. I love American vintage from the golden era, and this bike is a beauty.
The seat is smaller than his other bike I was on yesterday, and even with no Daisy behind me, I’m pushed right up against Colter’s back. His touch reminds me of the intimacy we just shared, and a blush creeps up my neck as my body heats.
Colter starts the engine and it hums all the way up my thighs, making my core vibrate.
He pulls her out onto the mountain road, and this ride is exquisite torture. I’m humming inside, and there’s no way to press my thighs together. With the angle I’m sitting at and my legs spread apart, the vibrations of the vintage engine have my panties wet and my core zinging.
By the time Colter takes a dirt road and pulls to a stop in a clearing, I’m horny as heck.
I don’t know if it’s the fresh air, or the man, or the vibrations of the bike.
But when Colter rests his foot on the ground and asks me over his shoulder what I want to do now, I bite my lower lip, still too embarrassed to ask for the release I crave.
A slow grin spreads over his face.
“As you wish.”
I don’t even need to say anything. Colter swivels around in the seat, changing positions so we’re facing each other.
He keeps the engine running as his hand slides up my skirt. I’m so sensitive to any touch that his fingertips on my thighs have me gasping for air. And when he reaches my panties and strokes me through the fabric, I almost come undone.
“You’re already wet.”
“What can I say, I love bikes.”
He chuckles. “Good girl.”
I whimper at the praise as his finger slides inside me. With his deft hands and the hum underneath me, I’m a ball of nerves ready to explode.
Colter rests his other hand on my shoulder and pulls me forward so my pussy’s pressed to the seat of the bike where the vibrations are coming from.
“Colter…” My voice is a needy whine that I hardly recognize. “I’m not gonna last.”
“Good. Come for me like the horny good girl you are.”
Oh wow. His praise will be my undoing. I want to please him. I’ve been brought up my whole life to please, and now as he encourages me, I rock back and forth on his hand. He helps the motion, pulling me forward and back so I’m rocking into his palm as the bike vibrates under me.
The sensations reverberate throughout my body, and it doesn’t take long for the orgasm to claim me.
“Colter!” I scream his name as my pussy clenches around his fingers. The vibrations carry the orgasm down my legs to the tips of my toes and out to my fingertips and the ends of my hair. I feel the orgasm everywhere as a powerful force that releases all the tension I never knew I was carrying.
It’s the most intense sensation I’ve ever experienced, and when I open my eyes, Colter’s staring at me with unconcealed desire.
“God, you’re beautiful when you come.”
It’s obvious he’s got a hard-on, and while I love that he makes me feel like a Princess with all this attention, it’s not really fair. I want to make him feel as good as I do.
My hands fumble with his belt buckle as I slide off the bike.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s your turn.”
Colter captures my hands, stopping them before I can reach his dick.
“This weekend is about you, Danni. You only have to do what you want.”
My gaze meets his. “I want to make you feel good, Colter. I want to put your big cock in my mouth and suck it.”
He groans at my dirty words, as surprised by them as I am. I’ve never spoken like that before. But it feels good and dirty. With Colter, I can let my inhibitions go.
“As you wish.” His voice comes out choked. And I love that I have this effect on him.
I sink to my knees as Colter swings his leg over the side of the bike.
He leans against the bike as I pull his dick out of his jeans. I gasp in surprise, and panic takes hold. It’s so big. A huge beast that’s hard and purple with a bead of cum dripping off the end.
“Are they all this big?”
My alarmed eyes meet his, but Colter only smiles.
“Is this the first dick you’ve seen, Princess?”
Colter grabs himself around the base of the shaft and slides his hand up his glorious length. I’m mesmerized by the action.
“The first in real life.”
His gaze flickers and he groans, a guttural sound that makes my pussy hum.
I never had much time for dating, and it wasn’t worth it to see Mom’s disappointment in any guy that I was remotely interested in. I gave up on men long ago. But here, with Colter, in the middle of a quiet forest, I’m rethinking my life choices.
I didn’t know it would feel so powerful to make a man groan the way he does. I didn’t know it would feel so good to have a man look at you with desire in his eyes. More than desire. With barefaced need.
“Are you a virgin, Danni?”
I tear my eyes away from his beast, and my gaze meets his. “I’ve never been with a man before.”
He takes in a sharp intake of breath. “Good girl.”
The praise goes straight to my heart, and I sit up a little straighter.
“I’ve never done this before either.”
My hand reaches tentatively for his cock, and I wrap my fingers around it. My hand’s not quite big enough for his girth. I wrap my other hand around to fill the gap and slide both hands up and down his sticky shaft.
“That’s it. Just like that.”
I love the praise that he’s giving me. It makes me want to do better. I’ve spent my life pleasing people, and now I want to please Colter.
Parting my lips, I press a kiss to the tip of his cock. It tastes salty and sweet, and I lick the cum off the tip.
Colter groans again, so I must be doing something right.
With new confidence, I slide his cock into my mouth. My mouth stretches for him, and I gag as he hits the back of my throat.
“Just take it easy, and when you’re ready, open your throat.”
I love that he’s giving me directions. I do as he says, sucking and licking and exploring his cock. It’s messy; I slobber everywhere and my teeth scrape his skin. But by the noises he’s making, I think he likes it.
My knees scrape on the pine needles on the ground, sending pricks of pain up my thighs. His hands wrap around my head and he pulls me toward him, so I take in his whole shaft. I do as he says and open my throat as his cock slams into me.
“Good girl, Danni. You’re good at sucking my cock.”
Heat pools between my legs. With one hand on his cock, I reach my other hand into my panties.
My pussy is sticky and hot, and I rub myself as I lick and suck on Colter’s delicious cock.
He pulls me up and down his shaft, telling what a good girl I am.
The words make me insanely turned on. My own orgasm is building, but I want to please him first.
Colter pauses. “I’m going to come.” He tries to pull out, and I grip his cock with my lips and suck hard.
“You want me to cum in your mouth?” I nod. “Is that what my good girl wants?”
I moan at the words. Yes. It’s what I want. I want to please him; I want to do whatever he needs me to do.
My sucking gets harder as I sense him getting closer.
“Good girl, Danni. Make me cum like a good girl.”
The pressure builds in my core until I explode. At the same time, his cock thickens and hot cum lashes the back of my throat in thick ropes. It startles me as my mouth fills with his sticky liquid.
“Take my cum, Danni. Swallow it like a good Princess.”
I do as I’m told, swallowing it all down, loving the way it burns my throat.
“Good girl, Danni.”
Colter pats the top of my head, and I beam up at him as I slide his cock out of my mouth. I’ve never done that before, but for Colter, I’ll get on my knees and be his good girl any day.
This is supposed to be my weekend to discover what I like to do. And what I like to do is get on my knees and suck Colter’s cock.
If only there was a way to make it last longer than the weekend.