1. Night Out
It was Thursday night, I sat myself in the corner and ordered a beer and a dozen chicken wings. I didn’t want to cook tonight. I watched her walk in and sit at the bar, she was wearing a black skirt that stopped at her knees, a white button down shirt, her red hair tied neatly up, and sky high heels. She ordered a whiskey, my kind of girl. I carefully watched as she brought the glass up to her pouty lips, sipping the brown liquid inside. She dangled her right shoe off of her toe, her legs long and luscious. The longer I stared, the more I wanted them wrapped around me as I pounded my dick into her until she screamed. My dick throbbed in anticipation.
I watched as she tried to give another man the brush off and him failing to take the hint, I saw that as my opportunity. I walked over, placed my hands around her hips, “sorry I’m late dear,” I give her a soft peck on the check.
She flinches but quickly relaxes, rubs my arm, “it’s alright,” and leans into me. The other man scoffs, walks off swearing under his breath. “Thank you,” she squirms a little to get out of my embrace.
I order a beer and lean down, “he’s still watching, we should probably keep this going. At least for a little bit,” I sit on the bar stool next to her, taking her hand in mine.
She glances over her shoulder to see him staring us down. She nods, “you care to tell me your name?”
I tuck a stray hair behind her ear, “Michael. And you are?”
She trails her fingers lightly up and down my arm, “Amanda.”
“So what brings a beautiful woman like you in here on a Thursday night?”
“I could as you the same thing,” she swirls her drink.
“I like their wings,” I order her another drink and move my seat closer to hers, “your turn.”
“Just needed a drink,” she rests her hand on my shoulder and I slide my hand slightly up her skirt. “Careful there casinova,” she whispers.
I nibble on her ear before kissing her neck, she licks her lips, “I’d love to see what those lips can do.”
“They can do a lot,” she rubs my dick and raise my eyebrow, “I just want to know what I’m working with.” My dick throbs.
I stand and hold out my hand, “come, I’ll show you,” she takes it and stands up. I throw some money down on the bar and lead her outside and help her into my car. I drive the twenty minutes outside of town and make the turn into my driveway.
“Big house. You got a wife hiding in there somewhere?”
True my was big, especially just for me. It is a five bedroom, five bath, pool, hot tub, and twenty acres. I inherited it from my parents and spent the last two years totally remodeling it, “no, just me.”
I help her out of the car and she looks around, “no neighbors?”
I shake my head, “not close,” I open the door and step aside to let her in.
“So I can be as loud as I want?” She rubs my dick.
“I take it you’re a screamer?”
She unbuttons my pants, freeing my dick, “if it’s good enough,” she kicks off her heels, dropping down to her knees, she runs her tongue along my shaft, “hmm,” seemingly pleased with what she sees. She wraps her hand around me, her fingers unable to touch each other around my massive dick. I don’t want to brag, but I’m hung like a horse and have the stamina of one to.
“Show me what those beautiful lips of yours can do,” I thrust forward, forcing almost all of me down her throat, she lets out a soft moan. She swirls her tongue around me and squeezes my balls with her left hand, her right at the base of my dick, I can tell this isn’t her first time. I moan in pleasure as I grab her hair, pushing her forward to meet my violent thrusts. Fisting her hair with both hands I fuck her mouth. She slips the tip of her finger into my ass and I cum instantly, shooting my semen down her throat. She pulls away with an auditable pop, wiping the mixture of semen and salvia off her chin, a look of satisfaction on her face. I slip out of my pants as I push her skirt up, shoving two fingers inside, “so wet,” I mutter.
She kisses me roughly, our tongues fighting for dominance. She pulls away, “I think it’s time you show me what you can do this mouth of yours.”
I pick her up and carry her to the closest thing I could find, my kitchen table, laid her back, and spread her legs wide. I rip her underwear off revealing a beautiful, clean shaven pussy dripping wet. I shove my two fingers in, curling them forward, “you want me to eat this pussy? What if I wanted to spend all night fucking you?”
“Do both,” she moans as she unbuttoned her shirt, rubbing her breasts over her bra.
I leaned in, nibbling on her clit causing her to buck her hips. She’s so responsive. I spread her lips and stare at her awaiting dripping for a moment before diving in. She tastes like heaven, I push my tongue in as far as it will go and she moans in delight. She pushes my head further in, I rub her clit with my thumb as her moans get louder. I slip my finger into her ass and pump slowly, she grinds on face and finger. “Oh god,” she cries, squeezing her legs together as her orgasm explodes. I suck up her juices before pulling her up to me and kissing her roughly. “That was amazing,” she starts buttoning up her shirt.
I stop her, “you’re not bad yourself with those lips of yours, but I’m just getting started with you.” I pull her off the table, “strip,” I command.
She begins taking her shirt off, “I don’t usually do this,” pausing as she unhooks her bra.
“Do what? Have your pussy devoured on a kitchen table?”
She shakes her head as she drops her bra, her large breasts bouncing free, “one night stands.”
I yank her skirt down, turn her around, bending her over the table. I rub my dick at her entrance, “I guess this is a first for both of us. Let’s enjoy ourselves,” I thrust myself into her. I pause, giving her time to adjust to my size, she jumped and then relaxed. “So tight. I just want to pound the fuck out of you,” I groan.
She leans back, pulling my hands to her breasts, “I like it hard,” she grinds her hips against me, “and hard.”
I groan, thrusting hard while pinching her nipple with one hand and squeezing her ass with the other, “I want my dick in every part of you. Your pussy,” pounding her, “your ass.”
“Take me to a bed for the next round and I’ll even let you fuck my breasts,” I couldn’t help but moan. I think this is the girl of my dreams. None of my previous girlfriends would ever left me shove my dick anywhere but their pussy. And none of them could give a blow job like this girl.
I begin pounding her relentlessly, the sound of my balls slapping off of her filling the room. I shove my finger in her ass, swirling it around before adding a second one. She screams, “harder, harder!” She brings her hips back to meet my thrusts, “there, right there!” Her orgasm causes her to quiver, I thrust as hard as I can before filling her with my semen. “I hope you’re planning to do that again before the night is over.”
I turn her around, pick her up as she wraps her legs around my waist, I carefully slid my dick into her ass inch by inch until I’m fully in. “Oh, I plan to,” I carry her up to my bedroom, sitting down with my dick still in her ass, I glid her up and down, sucking on her nipple. She winced as I slid her back down, “is it hurting to much?” She nods hesitantly, I lift her up off of me, “it’s alright. We’ll work our way up to that.” I lay her down, push her breasts together and slide my dick in between, letting out a soft groan. She pushed them together further, bent her neck and was licking my dick with each thrust up I made. Sensing I was ready, she opened her mouth wide, I roughly shoved my dick into her awaiting mouth just as I blew my load again. “That was fucking beautiful,” my dick twitching in her mouth as she sucked it clean.
“Do you ever go soft?”
“I haven’t since I first saw you.”
“Well then,” she rolls us over, “let’s take full advantage of it. Shall we?” She lowers herself onto me and grinds her hips.
“Fuck. You are never leaving,” I lift her up and slam her back down, I like it rough too. She begins to ride me. Hard. She screams and moans in pleasure as I suck and bite on her nipples. Her orgasm explodes out of her. I flip us over, putting her legs on my shoulders so I can go even deeper and pound into her. I rub her clit, “you like my dick?” She moans and nods. I slap her clit, “tell me,” I love being rough when I’m fucking and have even dabbled in BDSM, but I’ve never found a girl that would allow me to do. Until now.
“Yes what,” pinching her clit.
“I like your dick! Ohh!” She cries as she pinched her nipple with one hand and reaches down and rubs her clit with the other. “I’m cumming!” She screams. Unable to control myself any longer, I thrust forward and we find our release simultaneously. “Fuck you’re good.”
I lean back and watch our juices slowly run out of her, “you need cleaned up,” before she could say anything I lift her up to me and drive my tongue into her pussy, licking her clean. She moans and bucks. “One more round. I love the way your pussy feels when I cum inside of it. I can’t get enough.”
Panic on her face, she looks around the room and back at me, “you’re not wearing a condom?”
Shit. I was in such a rush, I completely forgot, “I’m clean. Don’t worry,” I massage her clit.
“So am I but that’s not what I’m worried about.”
I look at her, “you’re not on the pill?”
She shakes her head, “I haven’t had sex in months, I figured why keep taking it.”
Fuck. I flip her over and push her onto her knees, “we’ve went this far without one,” I thrust into her, groaning at how wonderful she feels. I grab her hips and begin to slowly pump, “is this my pussy?” She nods grinding her hips back into me, urging me to go faster. Pulling almost completely out, “tell me who this pussy belongs to and I’ll fuck you into oblivion if that’s what you want.” I slowly slide back in, holding her hips so she can’t move.
“It’s yours! It’s your pussy!” I glance at the clock next to my bed, it’s eleven. We’ve been going at this for four hours and my dick is telling me that we’re no where near done.
I grab her hair, pulling her up to me roughly, “it is in deed,” kissing her lips before pushing her back down. I thrust hard and slow as she tried to rock her hips back, but I held them firmly in place.
“Are you just going to tease me or are you going to fuck me?” She groaned, clearly frustrated.
Teasing, “I am, just going slow,” I slowly thrust back in.
She groans in agony, “I want it hard, and faster, and rough. Pound me so hard I can’t walk for days. I want rough and violent.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. This was going to be a long fun night.