4. Declan
CHAPTER FOUR
DECLAN
Iknew she was a freak.
A big ol’ nasty ass freak, and I was loving every minute of it.
The moment I saw her in that Sailor Moon inspired lingerie, I knew sex with Ivy would never be just sex. She was going to put on a show every single time. At this very moment, she was sucking my dick like rent was late and the light bill was due.
With a purpose.
My knees were buckling as I watched her devour me. She took me to the back of her throat, her succulent lips kissing the base of my dick. Spit trickled from her mouth as her head bobbed. At one point, she took me so far in, she licked my balls in the process.
“Nasty girl…” I moaned, pushing her hair aside to get a better look.
Her nails dug into the back of my thighs as she held me in place. There was no need. I wasn’t running from this shit. She sucked my dick like she craved my nut and I was more than happy to give it to her.
“I’m about to bust, baby.”
She popped my dick out of her mouth, rubbing the head over her lips as she jacked me. When she slapped it against her tongue, my nut shot all over her pretty face. She didn’t move, didn’t flinch. She smiled like she enjoyed herself.
I grabbed a clean dish towel from the drawer and ran it under hot water before cleaning her up and then myself.
“Let’s take this upstairs,” I said, pulling my sweats and boxers back up and grabbing her hand.
“I was just going to suggest that. I have something else in store for you.”
She winked as she sashayed toward the stairs, pulling me behind her. Watching her walk was enticing. I loved the sway of her hips. I loved the way that ass jiggled when she moved. The way it was hanging out of her little ass skirt was intoxicating.
We reached my bedroom, and she opened the door, leading me inside.
She walked over to her bag, rummaging through it as I took a seat on the bed.
When she came to me, she held a purple cock ring in her hand.
It was a peculiar contraption with a vibrator attached to the top and a jelly dildo attached to the bottom for anal penetration I assumed.
She pulled me to my feet and pulled o" my sweats and boxers completely. Dropping to her knees, she stroked my semi-hard dick to full capacity before slipping the ring on and pushing me down on the bed. Standing to her feet, she climbed on the bed, straddling me.
“You ready for me, baby?” she asked, strumming her clit.
“Let me feel that shit,” I said, slapping her ass.
She lifted her hips and slid down onto my shaft. Leaning forward slightly, she eased the dildo into her ass with a moan. When she turned on the vibrator, she moaned louder.
“Mmm… That’s my shit right there,” she purred, settling into a slow, sensual ride.
Now, I knew how big my dick was. I beat my shit enough times to know that information down to the millimeter. However, I swear I felt like my boy had grown another inch. With every thrust of her hips, I felt like I sank deeper into her when I thought I didn’t have any more dick to give.
Reaching behind her, she freed her titties from the confines of her top. She leaned forward, bouncing her voluptuous ass on me.
“Shit, baby,” she moaned, popping her nipples into my mouth. I eagerly sucked them, feeling them pebble between my lips. “Mmm… just like that,” she said, moaning as she caressed the back of my head.
Bending my knees, I thrusted upward to meet her. Her essence cloaked my dick, leaking down my balls. The sounds of me entering her over and over echoed in the room.
“You’re so fucking wet, Princess,” I said.
“I’m always wet for you, baby,” she whispered.
Her hand moved from the back of my head to my throat.
I didn’t know I liked being choked until she did that shit.
Every time she slammed her pussy down on me, she gripped harder.
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
I could tell she was about to cum but I wasn’t ready for her to do so just yet.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, I flipped her over onto her back, my dick still throbbing inside of her.
My stamina was through the roof right now. Hooking her legs in the bends of my arms, I pushed her knees to her chest and pinned her arms above her head. The best part of her being so damn thick was the fact that she was flexible. She was folded up like a pretzel, taking this dick like a champ.
“Ooh shit!” she moaned, her beautiful face contorting. “Ooh fuck! You’re so deep, Dec!”
“You feel that?” I asked, pumping my hips faster. “You feel how bad you got my dick throbbing because of you? Fuck, I could never get enough of you, Princess.”
“Oh, God, I’m about to cum!”
“Sing to me, baby.”
Her pussy gushed, splashing all over both of us.
The scene had me releasing deep inside of her.
It was possibly the longest, most powerful one yet.
I’m talking about one of those that left you feeling debilitated for a minute afterward.
If there was ever a time for her birth control to be effective, now would be it.
“That was so good.” She panted, looking up at me lustfully. “I take it you liked my Sailor Moon costume.”
“Please tell me you’ll dress up more often.” I removed myself from her and went to grab a towel to clean us up.
“I can absolutely do that.”
“You’ve always been like… this?” I asked, wiping my chest and torso before patting her dry.
“You mean this sexual?”
“I guess you could say that.”
She shrugged. “I lost my virginity my freshman year of college. I was this young girl away from home for the first time. I met this older guy and he turned my ass out. Now that’s not to say that I was loose because I wasn’t.
I mean, I wasn’t popping my pussy around campus...
But anyway, he taught me how to be comfortable and own my sexuality.
To be sexually liberated. He made me see that sex and lovemaking should be an experience.
I want you to have the Ivy Experience.” She paused, then added, “Ms. Jackson if you’re nasty,” with a giggle.
“Nasty you are,” I said, looking her up and down, shaking my head. “Mmm, mmm, mmm. How lucky am I? What else do I have the pleasure of looking forward to?”
Ivy smirked. “It wouldn’t be much fun if I told you. All you need to know is you’ll nut every… single… time.” Leaning forward, she whispered in my ear, “Wherever you want.”
“What am I gonna do with you?”
“I can think of a couple things.” She gripped my dick, stroking it to full length again. “Seems like you have another round in you.”
“I do. Bring that ass here.”
I was absolutely late to work this morning.
Messing around with Ivy’s ass had me sleeping right through my alarm. I ended up calling my secretary and telling her that I was having car trouble and would be a little late. I’d been punctual for the entire stint of my employment so there shouldn’t be an issue today.
I walked in around ten, heading straight to my office.
Because I was rushing, I wasn’t fully dressed, carrying my shirt and shoes in my hands.
Once in my office, I sat everything down to take a breath.
The elevator was out so I had to walk up six flights of stairs.
I was tired as hell. My body was already tired from last night’s activities.
I pulled off my jacket and hung it on the coat rack. Retrieving my deodorant from my bag, I put on a little extra, being that I broke a light sweat trotting up all those stairs.
“Hey, Siri, call Ivy.”
“Calling Ivy.”
I sat on the couch and kicked o! my sneakers as I waited for her to answer.
“Hey, handsome,” she sang into the phone, sounding well rested.
“Hey, baby, you made it home okay?”
“I did. I was just about to text you. I’m sorry I made you late.”
“Nah, it’s on me. I was persuaded by the booty.” She giggled. “I’ve been told it’s magical.”
“Mesmerizing, baby. What’s on your agenda today?”
“Just editing some content videos. I’ll probably go check on my parents around noon. Why don’t you come over for dinner?”
“I might be a little late, but I’ll be there.”
“Great, I’ll be dessert.”
I chuckled. “I think I’m developing a sweet tooth.”
As I stood to put on my button up, my office door swung open. In walked my secretary, Liza. She had a nasty habit of just opening my door. Clearly, I was going to have to reiterate to her that she needed to knock first.
“Mr. Chambers, here are the files—” She stopped mid-sentence and stared at me, eyes widened. She slowly looked me over as I pulled my shirt on over my tank top. “Pardon me,” she said, stepping inside and closing the door. “Here are the files you asked for.”
“Thank you, Liza. Next time, knock.”
“I apologize. Silly me, always forgetting.” She stepped closer to me, sticking her chest out. “You look different this morning, Mr. Chambers.
I can’t quite put my finger on it.”
She poked my chest, allowing her finger to linger a second too long.
“Liza—”
“Is this what you look like outside of work? I must say, I didn’t think all of this… was under all of that.”
“Liza—”
“I never would have guessed you had so many tattoos.” She traced the one on my shoulder as she stepped closer to me.
It was weird being hit on, even more so because she was my employee.
Women at work didn’t look at me the way she was right now.
She was a beautiful woman, standing about five-nine, slim-thick build.
She had these beautiful brown eyes and what my brothers would call dick sucking lips.
The guys around here were thirsty over her.
She’d been moved around in the department so much because potential harassment suits kept happening with different men.
I could clearly see why now. I guess I seemed like the safest person to pair her with.
I was quiet. I did my job and it was known that I had girlfriend because Ivy visited me regularly.
I guess she didn’t get the memo. “Liza, have you met my girlfriend?” “Girlfriend?” she parroted.
“Hi, Liza,” Ivy spoke, giggling. “You checking out my man, sis? He’s beautiful, ain’t he?”
I had to laugh at her unbotheredness.
“I’m sorry,” Liza said quickly.
“I could and I should follow through with that harassment suit, however, I’m in such a good mood and I should have locked the door. I’ll let you o" with a warning. Don’t let it happen again. And again, next time, knock.”
“Yes, sir.” She hung her head and quickly left my office. I walked over, locking the door behind her.
“Are you out here showing my goodies to your work wife?”
“My what? Liza is hardly on my radar.”
“Well, you’re definitely on hers now.” Ivy laughed hard as hell. “I must say, Mr. Chambers. I love your authoritative voice. My kitty tingled.”
“Your nasty ass.” Grinning, I shook my head.
“You love my nasty ass though.”
“I do… in more ways than one.”
“Now who’s being nasty?”
“Whatever. I have to go, love. I’ll check in on you later.”
“Okay, baby. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
We ended the call and I finished getting dressed. I needed this day to fly by, especially since I was making up hours. As I settled behind my desk, my phone notified me of a message. I saw that Ivy had sent me a picture. I opened it to find her butt ass naked, squatting in front of the mirror.
The caption read, “Have a great day. We can’t wait to see you.”
“Damn…” I said, shaking my head.
I wasn’t sure if we were still sending dick pics in 2022, but I knew she’d appreciate one, especially since she wasn’t expecting it. Whipping my boy out, I stroked him to full length before capturing the perfect shot and sending it to her. Those three dots appeared immediately.
“Come prepared to have that sucked as soon as you hit the door.”
What was I gonna do with her?