Wicked Games

I took a swig of my drink and checked my watch. It was only ten forty-two. There was still plenty of time for my sexy little vixen to make an appearance. My eyes eagerly search the crowd for even a glimpse of her auburn hair. Then I see it. She tosses it over her shoulder and offers me a sultry look.

She looked absolutely delectable tonight in that peach skin tight dress she knows drives me absolutely wild. I feel my cock stir in my pants. Her legs always seem to go on forever in that dress. It was just short enough that it covered all of the essentials but not too long that it would be impossible to maneuver in the bathroom for a quick pounding if need be.

I throw back the rest of my drink and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, purpose surging through me as I stand from my table and approach her. She sees me coming and smirks before turning back to face the bar. Oh so that’s how it’s going to be tonight is it?

“Can I buy you a drink?” I ask her, leaning against the bar. I rest my palm on her knee as I ask, my hand trailing up the side of her thigh. She smirks and allows me to reach the hem of her dress before she swats my hand away and crosses her legs. Fucking tease.

“I have a boyfriend,” she stammers, laying it on thick. I lean in closer to her ear and breathe out slowly. I see the shiver run down her body as the heat of my breath fans across her face. She crosses her legs even tighter.

“I didn’t ask if you had a boyfriend,” I tease, my lips making contact with her earlobe. “I asked if you wanted a drink, sweetheart.” My hand climbs up her leg again but this time she doesn’t fight me. Her head falls back against my shoulder as I rub teasing circles on her inner thigh.

“Sure.” She whimpers, her legs are so tight around my hand that I can feel the bones of her legs pressing into the bones of my fingers. I bring my other hand up to caress her cheek, brushing her waist length curls out of her face. Her lips part in anticipation and all I can do is imagine how gorgeous they would look wrapped around my cock right now.

“How about I order you a drink as special as you are?” I muse, pulling my hand away from her quickly. I take a step away from her and move to raise my hand but she catches it in mid air, wrapping her delicate fingers around my wrist and bringing it back down on her thigh. Her other hand trails down my pants, hooking me by the belt loop and pulling me flush against her. She runs a hand through my hair while the other one gently traces the outline of my hardened cock in my jeans. It’s my turn to shiver.

“I can help you out with that if you’d like,” she whispers my words back to me.

“I have a girlfriend,” I reply. She licks her lips and toys with the zipper on my pants. She pulls me down by the collar of my shirt, pressing her lips against my ear. Her tongue darts up and runs a line up the cartilage.

“I didn’t ask if you had a girlfriend,” she presses her hand tightly against my bulge. I look at her. There’s a beat. A moment. Then it’s over.

I thrust my hands into her hair and pull her face to mine. Our lips connect in a heated kiss. They don’t move but I press mine tighter against hers all the same. I would have loved to give her the hot teenager make out session of her dreams but I was too busy concentrating on trying not to cum in my pants.

“I want to take you home.” I broke us apart for a second. I cupped my hand over her breast, my touch bruising. She whimpers. “Unless you’d like me to fuck you right here, right now.” Her lips part against my cheek and she lets out a shaky breath. “Do you want me to bend you over this bar, pull your panties down to your ankles, and fuck you until you scream my name?” She moans softly into my ear.

“I don’t even know your name,” she tells me. “How will I know what to scream?” I press my lips against the junction where her jaw meets her neck. I feel her pulse against my lips. It’s thundering.

“I’m Benjamin,” I say. “It will sound perfect on your lips when I’m fucking you.”

“Well I’m Penelope. That’s the name you’ll tell people when they ask which woman gave you the best pussy of your life.” I smile at her, a genuine laugh bubbling up from my stomach. “I do have some sort of decency.” She twirls a strand of hair around her finger. “So you’d better take me to your place. If my boyfriend’s home I don’t want him walking in on us. I’m sure he’s never heard me moan the way you’ll make me. He might develop a complex.”

“You’re so kind to him. We can take my car.” I take her hand and begin to pull her towards the exit. I slam a $20 on the bar to cover our tab.

“You’ve been drinking.” She giggled, stumbling behind me in her heels and covering her mouth with her hand.

“I’m sober,” I tell her. “I’ve only had one drink. You had three.” I press a kiss to her collarbone, nudging the strap from her dress off her shoulder. She hesitated but didn’t stop walking towards the door.

“Benjamin you’re dru-” I stop her lecture with my lips on hers. A real kiss this time where my tongue darts out and battles with hers in her mouth. She gasps as I push her up against my car.

“I’m not even tipsy, sweetheart. I’ll give you the best fuck of your life even without any substances..” Her bottom lip disappears completely under her teeth, a breath escaping her. She is so fúcking hot. “Get in,” I say, holding the door for her.

She obeys, the leather seat grunting as she does. “God, I don’t know why but you look so fucking hot right now.” She did. Her hair was messy, one of her straps was resting on her arm, and her makeup was slightly smudged. She looked so completely fuckable that I had to clench my fingers around the door to stop myself from kneeling and rutting into her.

She waited until I was seated uncomfortably in the driver’s seat to make her move. She eagerly tugged the seat belt behind her back and pulled one of her perfectly pink nipples out of her dress, tweaking it with her thumb and index finger. She circles her areola teasingly, a calculated move on her part.

I turn the air conditioning on, pointing it at my face. I swipe my sleeve at my forehead, collecting the beads of sweat pooling there. She moans from beside me and I snap my neck in her direction. The air blows her hair out of her face, creating a halo effect around her head but that’s not what I’m focused on.

She had slid down on the seat and propped one of her legs up on the car door and spread the other so it wrapped around the other edge of the seat. In between her legs was her hand, rubbing small circles.

“Do you like what you see?” she taunts. My mouth was practically watering, my knuckles turned white as my grip tightened on the steering wheel. I was itching to reach over and place my hand on top underneath hers. I wanted to dip my finger in and get a taste.

“You’re going to run me off the road.” She laughs, pulling her leg off the door and bracing herself on the seat with both of her thighs pressed into the side. She hooks one of her fingers and tugs the crotch of her thong to the side. Her sex glistened in the moonlight. It was almost ethereal.

Her other hand retreats and moves up her body to her mouth. Her tongue runs around the tip of her middle finger seductively and I lean forward, desperate to see her next move.

“Keep your eyes on the road, handsome.” she giggles. I slam on the breaks, noticing that the light in front of me is read. She lets out a loud porn worthy moan and my eyes snap back to her, and zero in on the two fingers that are buried inside of her. Her lips stay parted as her eyes screw shut. An obviously overzealous act but convincing enough to my dick, who jumped at the sound. The light turns green and I slam my foot on the gas, accelerating to fifteen miles over the speed limit within minutes.

“Shit,” she curses as she adds a third finger into the mix, burying them up to the knuckle. I turn into the driveway and slam on the brakes, throwing the gear into park. We collide, my hands cupping her head and bringing her mouth to mine.

She drags her lips from mine and brings her fingers up to my lips. The pads of her fingers are pruned and her digits are soaked with her own juices. I eagerly take them in my mouth, licking and sucking the taste of her off of them.

She pulls away and unbuckles her belt, calmly exiting the vehicle as if nothing happened. She pulls her skirt down but doesn’t bother to fix the crooked lace beneath it. I follow her quickly, fumbling with my keys. They fall on the ground and I curse. Penelope giggles at my expense.

She picks up the keys and spins the ring around her finger, skipping towards the door and unlocking it. I jog to catch up with her and pull her in behind me, bracing a hand against the door and backing her into it. I keep one hand by her face and with the other I hike her skirt back up, cupping a hand over her pussy. “God,” I groan, my fingers twitching against her lips. “You are so fucking wet,” I tell her.

She arches her back, pressing herself into me. I brace her but and help her climb up to wrap her legs around me. She writhes against my jeans. “Fuck baby,” I mumble, carrying her into the other room. I’m gonna make you feel so good,” I continue.

Penelope looks angelic. Hair fanned out, lips parting, breast heaving. I yank her underwear down her legs and bring it to my nose. “Fuck baby you smell so good.” I crawl on top of her and brace myself on my elbows. I can’t help but smile and press a gentle peck on her nose. Her eyes flutter closed and she wraps her arms around my neck.

“Don’t kiss me baby.” She pushes me down until I’m backing up off the bed. “Fuck me with your tongue,” she begs.

“Yes ma’am,” I dutifully reply, bending down and taking her clit into my mouth, sucking on it. She’s sitting up now, her ass hanging off the edge of the bed. “Baby you’re so hot,” I mumble against her clit, bringing my hand up to finger fuck her.

She screamed. Not a moan or a squeal, a scream made of nothing but pure pleasure. “I can’t take it anymore Benjamin.” She slams her hands against the back of my shoulders. “Fucking fuck me with your fucking cock,” she demands. I smirk.

Before Penelope I had never been one for dirty talk, but coming from her, it was hot and set my cock on fire. I unzip my pants quickly and pull my cock out. I smear some of the juice from her cunt onto my cock and pump it a couple times in my hand. “I want to fill you up with my cum.” Now I’m the one begging. “Can I, baby?”

She nods vigorously, grasping at my upper thighs, drawing me in further. I run my cock up and down her slit a couple times, coating myself with her. She wraps her arms around my back and pulls me in, clawing my back as I sheath myself inside her fully.

“Baby fuck,” I rasp. I thrust my hips quickly, unable to control myself. I had forgotten how good it felt to be inside her. I had been practicing abstinence for two whole days in anticipation for this moment. For a few moments there’s only the sound of flesh slapping together and our collective moans, neither one of us able to form a coherent sentence.

“Does your boyfriend fuck you like this?” I use one hand to brace myself and the other to fondle her pulsing clit. I smirk and she throws her head back with a smile.

“He does,” she confirms. “He fucks me deep and good but he doesn’t always go rough with me,” she says thoughtfully. Her hands come up to cup her breasts together, tweaking her nipples.

I close my eyes and focus on the sound coming from our sex. I can feel a mix of her juices and my pre cum running out of her, it coats the inside of her thighs. “Shit,” it’s my turn to moan. I move my hand, angling my thumb to press against her clit while my fingers tease the opening of her.

“Penelope give me your hand.” She pouts and ignores my plea. I roll my eyes and grab one of her hands, pulling her up and putting it in between us. “Feel where you end and I begin.” I kiss her neck, sucking on the skin. I want to leave as many marks on her as possible. I want everyone to know that she is mine and mine alone.

She gasps and sits up, hooking one of her legs under mine so I land with my back on the bed, my dick still thrusting into her. “How about you, Benjamin?” She rotates her hips against me, gasping as her clit runs over my stomach. “Does your girlfriend ride you like this?” My eyes widen as she begins to bounce on top of me, her tits flying and her back arching.

I sit up and take a nipple into my mouth hungrily, sucking and tugging on the flesh. Groans fall from my lip and vibrate against her. She gasps in response. “No she doesn’t but now I wish she did,” is all I manage, struggling to control my orgasm.

She fists my hair and brings my face up to hers. “It’s a good thing I’m not your girlfriend then.” She says before pulling our lips together into another heated kiss. All it takes is her lips on mine and I’m a goner. Thrusting my hips up into her to meet her bounces I cum inside of her, pushing it as far in as she’ll take me. I feel the walls of her cunt clench against me, milking me off my pleasure. She lets out a final moan that sounds almost like a sob before she collapses on me.

What a sight we must be. The straps of her dress tugged below her breasts and her skirt pushed up to expose her pussy to me. Her hair was messy and her panties were strewn lazily somewhere along the floor. The top two buttons of my shirt were undone, just enough for my chest to be visible. My shirt was also pulled up and my pants were pulled down just enough to free my cock and balls.

“Oh fuck, Penny look,” I say, pointing down to my dick. Her gaze follows mine to the glob of cum on the tip of my penis. “You missed some,” I say. She lays back and spreads her legs for me. I scoop the white mess in my hand and rub it all over her clit. The white coating almost makes it look like a pearl. I kiss her slit and lay on top of her, pressing a kiss to her lips and pulling her close to me.

“I have a confession to make,” I say seriously. “I do have a girlfriend and we are madly in love.” She hums, catching on to our little game. “We never have time to fuck because I always take my time with her and show her just how much I love her.” She giggles as I sprinkle kisses onto the side of her face.

“This was refreshing,” she admits, rolling us so she’s laying on top of me.

“It was also sexy as hell,” I say. “We should do stuff like that more often.” I pull her mouth back to mine. “Thank you for suggesting this, baby.” She snuggles into me and plays with the buttons on my shirt.

“You broke character!” she accuses. “You kissed my nose!” I press another kiss to the offending placement.

“It’s a very cute nose. It deserves kisses.” I peck her again. “I love you,” I remind her seriously.

“I love you too and you are very welcome.” She grips my softening dick. I kiss her forehead and release her.

“I’ll go run us a bath so we can get cleaned up. You’re very… Sticky.” My hand moves to cup her, the pad of my finger wiggling inside of her, finding her dripping. “Fuck.” My cock jumps.

“I can’t do another round just yet. I’m going to be feeling this tomorrow,” she admits, a blush staining her cheeks. She presses her thighs together slowly.

“You have to tell me if I hurt you,” I tell her, pulling her eyes to meet mine. She nods quickly and places her hand on my shoulder.

“It was good. I liked it. A lot.” I nod and kiss her forehead, stepping towards the ensuite bathroom to start running warm water for her.

“I’m going to make something for us to eat while that runs,” I say. “Pizza rolls okay?” She grins ear to ear and nods. “Thank you,” I say again, pulling her into my arms. She kisses my shoulder.

“You’re welcome, Benji,” she coos back.