The ringing in my dick is loud. Over the loud noise in this house party, laughter and shouts, I can only hear my dick. I need a release bad. All the women here look the same, fuckable, but the same. I was definitely getting bored of the same genre here in Boston. I’m about to bail this party, leaving my friends behind, as I can see they are having fun, no problems at all talking to a group of women. I laugh silently, sitting on the sofa, watching them make huge gestures with their hands, telling some bullshit story just to get the attention and laughs out of everyone.
“You look very entertained, I’m a little jealous,” a voice interrupts my thoughts.
I turn to look, and the woman nearly took my breath away. Very petite, a dark brunette smiles at me, waiting for an answer. Out of habit, my eyes scan her. She’s wearing a tight black bodysuit top, with a revealing scoop neck line. There’s lace at the v scoop that makes me want to rub my dick on it. She’s wearing a tight leopard skirt, short enough to show off her tones legs. I can’t guess her nationality, it seems to be of a Hawaiian decent. It’s 2019, you just can’t ask someone that. Doesn’t matter, plans have changed and I don’t want to go home anymore, I want to fuck this girl.
“Well I hope I’m not disappointing,” she interrupts me once again. “I’m Jessica, and you are?” She extends her hand out to shake mine, this time her eyes scan me. I know I’m not disappointing her. I’m 5’11, 34 years old and at my prime in my life. My job allows me to hit the gym twice a day, cardio in the AM, weights at night. I stay strong and lean, giving women I bed a wonderland to play with. Women go wild for my hair, swearing I color it, but just blessed with my Mother’s dark mixed blond hair, in the summer time it looks hi lighted, or bayalage, whatever they call it.
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“Chris.” I say, shaking her hand firmly not losing eye contact with her. “I’m just watching my shit head friends trying to impress. Trying real hard.” I motion towards the group. The women are laughing obnoxiously loud, and the guys keep getting closer and closer to them.
“You’re friends won’t have to try too hard.” Jessica says, she leans in, giving me a delicious view of her ample chest. “Summer there,” she points at the blonde, “just broke up with her boyfriend, and she’s craving the attention.” She points to the long hair Asian beauty next to my friend Mark. “That’s Kelli, and she’s a horndog, I can tell she likes your buddy there, so she’s probably made her choice already.”
I chuckle, oddly enjoying this conversation. I can’t remember the last time I talked to a woman, other than just fucking them. “My friends mean no harm,” I lift my hands in defense, “they just love to have a good time, they are safe, I can promise you that.”
“And you?” she surprised me with her question. She crosses her arms and legs, forcing me to stare at them. Her chocolate eyes get darker, as she smirks, challenging me with her question. “Do you mean harm?”
The mood changes between us. I feel it in the air, our breathing seem to change, as I have kept very close eye on her chest. I have an unfamiliar feeling in my chest. Am I nervous? I’m never nervous when it comes to women. I’m feeling irritated of this feeling.
“You okay?” she asks, searching my eyes. I get more upset that she’s reading me so easily.
“I’m good, just going to be honest with you Miss Jessica,” I say looking right into her eyes. “I wanted to leave this place, right up until I saw you,” I pause checking her facial expression to read, but nothing, so I continue, “I still want to leave, but with you.” She inhales and looks around the room. Is she here with her boyfriend?
Jessica turns her head, giving me a view of her thick, chestnut color hair. I imagine my fingers going through them. She turns back quickly, and grabs my hand. “Let’s get out of here, Mr. Chris.”
*******
Jessica takes me to her condo, the place smells of cinnamon and apples. In this warm summer night, it still made me think of Thanksgiving. We’re silent through the whole drive there, although Jessica holds my hand and toys with it while I’m driving. I let her do it, interlocking my fingers with her and squeezing every now and then. I never do that either. When there is a fucking agreement, we’re fucking and that’s it. No strings attached. I don’t cuddle, talk or even stay after our time together.
Jessica doesn’t turn on any lights, she has low lamp lights on, lots of night lights, it’s cute I’m assuming she’s scared of the dark. I follow her down the hallway, she turns her head looking at me, as we walk and smiles. I slowly take off my jacket, undo my belt buckle watching her slowly unzip the back of her skirt. Still walking, she lets the skirt fall and I get a glimpse of her bodysuit, it’s a thong; thank you Jesus. Her shadows and silhouette will be the death of me. I feel my dick scrambling trying to get out to take a peek too. We turn the corner of the hallway into her room. Jessica quickly turns around and grabs my face for a kiss. It’s a deep kiss, she’s giving me all her tongue, nipping my bottom lip with her teeth, her fingers scratching and toying with my beard. I finish taking my belt off, and drop my pants. Not breaking our kiss, I step out and line her hips with mine. I need to let her feel what she’s doing to me. Still kissing, I grind into her hips, as she lifts her left leg up to wrap around me, and I hold it there, still fucking her through my boxers, pre cum seeping through. She breaks our kiss to moan into my shoulder, and starts to grind into me, lifting her other leg for me to hold her up on me.
Still grinding, fucking each other through clothes, Jessica kisses me softly. “Bed,” she whispers out on my lips. I answer her walking her to the bed, and laying her down. I remove my shirt and boxers as I hear a snap from Jessica. She’s unsnapping her bodysuit, and crawl my way towards her, helping her out of her suit. Her tits bounce out as if they needed to be freed, and I help myself to the feeding. Open mouth sucking on her nipple, I knead the other breast, toying and pinching the nipple as I play with her flower between her legs. Squirming, moaning out of control Jessica pants. “Please, now.” She exhales. I smile, pleased by her eagerness, as I lick my fingers of her delicious juices. I line up my dick to her and let her feel the tip, up and down watching her squirm and try hard to get me inside of her. “CHRIS.” She shouts, and I laugh and push right into her, all the way, quickly and I pause letting her adjust to my size. Jessica screams of my size, and I feel her tightness around my dick. I slowly kiss her to relax her and feel her opening for me, like a flower. Jessica moans slowly once, and I let the beast go. I thrust in and out, hardly giving her a chance to catch her breath. Jessica wraps her legs around me and uses my shoulders to hold on. Catching onto my rhythm Jessica roams her hands on my chest and back, and squeezing my ass. Her juicy tits bounce up and down as I ram inside of her, so I catch one in my mouth, still thrusting. The sensation makes Jessica squeeze her pussy on my dick.
“Mmmhm,” I moan onto her nipple, licking then nipping. Another, tight squeeze. I give her light kisses up her chin then suck on her neck. Squeeze. I start to see spots, and I’m nervous I may not last as long as I normally do, what the fuck was she doing to me? I lean on top of her body, face dugged into her shoulder and the pillow, slowing my pace, but still giving all I have in each thrust. “What are you doing to me.” I whisper into her ear and nip it. Squeeze. She responds in a giggle, and pull out of her, pick her up and turn her over in one swift move. She gasps by my quick movements, and I quickly enter her, missing her sweet pussy for those seconds. I slap her ass, appreciating the firmness, an ass that slaps back. “I see someone enjoys the gym too,” I say rubbing and squeezing her ass as I push in and out of her. Jessica gets up on her knees, not losing my dick inside of her and hooks my head over her arm. I feed on her shoulder, thrusting, and squeezing her breasts. My hands roam all over her tight body and find her pussy, I pinch. Another happy squeeze. Jessica turns her head to find my mouth and we kiss, hands in hair, on my biceps, on her pussy and her lower belly. I catch a glimpse across the room on her dresser mirror and the reflection is so erotic, it looks like a renaissance painting showing two people mating.
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“I can’t last much longer baby.” I groaned into Jessica’s hair. My hands can’t stop roaming her curves.
“But I want you to watch my ass bounce,” Jessica goes back down on her hands, turns to look at me. Smiling, she starts bouncing her ass on my dick, quick and hard, but loses control, moaning and going slower.
I smile and grab her hips and push real hard into her, we both move forward closer to the edge of the bed. “Like this?” Push.
“Jesus!” She screams trying to stay on the bed. Squeeze, squeeze squeeze. “I’m, um, I’m coming!” She desperately reaches behind her for me, searching for me. I lean completely over her, using one arm to wrap around her, holding us both up with the other arm. Jessica holds onto my arm as her body convulses, and her pussy squeezes and her cum milks my dick. “Come inside me Chris,” she pants.
I lift up and grab a hold of her hips. Jessica grips onto the sheets and pushes her ass back as hard as she can, and I give her 3 thrusts, on the 4th thrust I lose myself. Jessica moans and squirms underneath me, trying to feel every bit of me.
I roll over to the side, remembering my size and not wanting to crush her. I stare at her, staring at me while we try to catch out breaths. I don’t cuddle, talk, or even stay after things like this. So what the fuck am I still doing.
She smiles and leans in closer for a kiss. Against my lips she says, “I don’t cuddle, or talk, and don’t allow people to stay after this…” I breathe in waiting for her to finish, “but I don’t know what you have done to me Mr. Chris.”
We lay there in silence, staring at each other. Eventually cuddling, watching her fall asleep in my arms. Where do we go from here?
