I look into his eyes. It is obvious. He wants it good, and he wants it hard. Who doesn't? I can't control my need. Those blue orbs draw me in like nothing ever has. It is sex. There is no emotional connection. I am in it for the good lay, and as physically painful as it was, it is damn good at the same time.
"Condom?" I ask as I hastily unbutton my jeans.
"Uh huh..." He moaned as he reaches in his back pocket.
"Did you put that there this morning?" I ask as I watch him pull it out.
"Of course I did. Did you actually think I came with you for the smell of horse shit and fresh air?" He asked with a chuckle. "I'm in this for the fuck."
"As am I." I say as I watch him rip his pants down.
There it is. Huge. Erect. Standing on end. And it is standing just for me. It wants me. Just seeing that, I drip more than I was before. He does that to me. Just looking at him does that to me. I've had him once and I have realized he like a chip, or a cookie. You can't have one. And once you pop... You can't stop.
"Oh god." I moan as I slide my jeans past my boots. Not an easy feat, I soon find out. As my naked ass starts to stumble around, I feel his hand grab my wrist to steady me. "Thanks." I mutter as I finally give up and just pull my feet out of the boots.
"Come on..." He says quickly, telling me to move it along.
I smile at him as I look up. I can see the need in his eyes. He wants me. I'm a tight little fuck, that is for sure. If he wants that, that is what he is going to get. I feel his mouth attack my neck as he runs his fingers over my soft bush. There is too much. I haven't been doing too much maintenance. I haven't had a reason to. But now it was looking like I had a reason to mow the lawn.
"You are fucking wet!" He exclaims as he looked into my eyes.
"Always." I groan. It's true. Always wet. Always ready. Especially when I am around someone like Derek. "No kissing!" I warn as he moves up my chin.
"I have to. I can't do one without the other." He tells me as he sucks my neck.
"Your mouth has nothing to with your cock!" I warn as I feel his hands run down my ass.
"Enough... It has enough to do with it. Just fucking deal with it." He spits as he squeezes my ass cheeks hard.
"Fuck!" I yelp as he gropes me. "I don't want to fucking deal with it." I shout.
"Don't you ever shut your fucking mouth?" He asks as he grips my thighs and lifts me to his cock.
"Fuck you!" I growl as I glare into his eyes.
"Not a problem!" He shouts as he thrusts his cock into my core.
"Fuck!" I yell at the massive meat bulldozing it's way through my folds. "Ah..."
"At least I know how to shut you up." He says as he slams my back against the wall.
I groan as I feel the bars of the stall door against my back. I wrap my legs around his waist, resting my sock covered feet on his ass. The steam begins rise from our bodies in the twenty degree weather. I can feel the cold nipping at my flesh as he glides his thick manhood in and out. My juices slide around his dick as he pulls it out and slams it back in.
"Good?" He asks with a smirk as he looked up at me.
"Oh god... Oh..." I moan, only making his smile grow. He withdraws once again, and slams my back against the steel. "Oh! Oh! Bad wall! Bad Wall!" I cry out as I feel the pain stabbing my back.
"Oh." Derek says quickly as he spins us around and goes to the solid wall of the tackroom. "Oh god... You feel so fucking good. You have suck a tight little pussy!" He tells me as he looked down. I think he likes to see his manhood infiltrate my tight folds like a steamroller going through a pvc pipe. A little faster. He is faster than a steamroller as he pumps in and out, sweat forming on his head.
"Your cock... Huge." I cry out as I feel myself clamp down around him.
"You ready?" He asks, I assume because his balls are ready to shoot their white creamy load into my core. Into the condom. At least I am smart enough for that.
"Oh god yes... I'm cumming... I'm... Oh god mother fucker... Oh god!" I yell as my body violently goes into contractions, spilling my hot fluid around his warm cock.
"Fuck... Oh fuck... Oh..." He shouts as he spills himself into his extra large condom.
He stops pumping and rests against me as My back lays against the wall. I am still twitching on the inside, my popcorn contractions teasing his cock as he begins to soften. I look up at him, he is steaming as much as I am. We are soaked and standing out in the cold. I sigh as I feel myself begin to slide off of his flaccid cock.
"Shoes." I say as I nod to my mess on the floor across the aisle.
"Oh yeah." He says with a nod as he grabs me tightly and hobbles to the other side, careful not to fall over his own pants.
"Wow..." I breathe as he sits me down.
"You are dripping..." He says in amazement as he looks at the warm fluid shining on my legs.
"I am." I agree as I pull my clothes and shoes on.
"Thank you..." He moans as we stand there, dressed, looking at each other in shock.
"Oh... So now you thank me?" I ask with a laugh.
"After that... Fuck yes!" He says with a smile. This was such a good idea.
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Dinner. In my family, it's a bit ridiculous. We have enough food to feed a starving nation. My grandma doesn't love to cook, but when she does, she does it right. It always goes the same way. I am quiet. I am quiet until they poke me with a stick. Once they poke my with a stick, I attack like a wild animal. A good dinner, it involves no poking. I'd like to save the poking for after dinner, thank you.
Our eyes lock. It's not a look of desire. It's not like I have an all consuming love for the man. My body has an ache for him. After one round, I am ready for the next. It's probably a little pathetic, but it is true. When I'm not with him, I'm thinking about him. That's a lie. When I'm not with him, I'm thinking about the penis. What a delightful tool it is.
I have no idea what he thinks. I have no idea what his thoughts are on me. If he is like any guy, he is in it for the good screw. What guy wouldn't be. Good or not they will take it anytime, anywhere. Manwhores is what they are. Apparently a woman will spread her legs and she is a whore. A man doesn't have to spread his legs, maybe that is the difference? I have great respect for a man who will admit to being a manwhore. And even more respect for a man that will whore himself out to me.
"So, Derek... What are you going to school for?" My grandfather asks.
I have to laugh. Literally out loud. I'm not really sure what he is doing. He doesn't care. Hell, half the time I talk to him, he isn't listening. I found that out when I asked for fifty bucks once. A quick uh huh was great. And even greater when I stuck my hand out and got it. Grandma backed me up. She witnessed his mistake. That is what happens when you don't pay attention to someone when they talk to you. You get money. So I make sure to ask for things when I know they aren't listening. I'm still waiting on my million. Now mind you, a million would not be enough. But it is a start.
"I am majoring in human biology. I plan on heading to med school after that." Derek said with a smile.
"Really? For what?" Grandma asks as she look over at him.
"Neurology. I'd like to become a neurosurgeon. The brain has always been an interest to me." Derek says with a smile.
"Oh, how wonderful is that?" Grandma says with a big smile. "You know, Meredith's mother is a surgeon."
"Ellis Grey!" Derek says as it finally hit him. "Your mother is Ellis Grey!"
"Yeah. She is." I muttered as I roll my eyes. "Gravy?" I ask as I stick my hand out. Remember what I said earlier about splashing the gravy in their faces? Well right now... I am being nice.
"So what is it like?" Derek asked me with a smile.
"Um. Hell." I say quickly.
"We don't... Talk about her." My aunt Claire says softly. Derek looks up and then drops his head back down.
I want to lighten the mood. Hell, no I don't. I want to make some trouble. I look down at the turkey in front of me. I want a pickle. But I don't just want any pickle. I want Derek's pickle. I want Derek's pickle inside of me. Oh god... Here I go again. Wet. So wet. I quickly jump of from the table. Cruel, I am.
I walk to the refrigerator and grab it. It's the only think I can think of that looks like a penis at the moment. I grab a pickle out of the jar and walk back to the table. Everyone looks at me like I'm crazy. They quickly shrug and go back to their food. Everyone but Mark and Derek.
I lift the pickle to my mouth and swirl my tongue around it. Honestly, I have never done this. It's all new. I have never stuck my mouth on a cock. It's icky and gross. They pee out of that thing. I mean come on. It serves a dual purpose and you want me to put my mouth on it. Either way, I lift that pickle to my mouth and suck, everyone is oblivious. Derek draws in a deep breath as he sees it. He wants his pickle in my mouth... Yes he does.
"You need help." Mark says frankly as he watches me suck.
"What? Because I like pickles and gravy... Get your mind out of the gutter, Crackhead." I say as I take a bite. I've got him hooked.
Dinner went quick after that. Of course it did. Derek was ready to spray a creamy white load on the underside of our dining room table. I quickly sit up from the chair, Derek following suit. Mark looks over at us with a smile.
"Want to play some cards?" Mark asks quickly.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Derek asks in shock. "I'm going to play... Just not cards."
We have a big house. It's big. And you can't hear anything. That is definitely one upside to fucking a boy in your grandparent's basement. It's something I have never done before. Not before the first time with Derek. I just don't do that. But this man, he makes me spontaneous. As I rush down the stairs, I can feel him behind me. Mark is to run interference. And he had better well do a good job.
"That was not very nice of you..." Derek says as he pulls me over to him.
"What's that?" I tease as I looked into his blue eyes.
"Playing with a pickle. Not nice at all. Now you will have to make it up to me. Now you have to play with my pickle." He says with a grin as he pulls my arm, bringing me into his room and shuts the door.
"I don't do that..." I say as we walk in. He laughs at me. I choose not to respond, but he was definitely laughing at me.
Derek isn't talking. Not a word. He quickly walks up and pulls my shirt over my head. Not in a sensual way. I think he fears that I won't do it. I think he is in a hurry. I can't imagine why. Hello. He has a girl ready to let him have his way with her. I begin unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt. Too many. I hate these damn things. As I get to the last one, I stare at that chiseled chest. Perfect. Gorgeous.
His cock is hard. It is hard and it is pressing against his jeans like if it doesn't get out, it will just break the zipper. I wore the good stuff. My lace push up demi bra smiled back at him as he ran his hands along my sides. He fingered at my jeans as he looked into my eyes. I could feel him fumble with the button as I undid his jeans. As they fell to the floor, I was greeted by his hard cock pressing against the thin fabric of his boxer briefs. A smile crosses his face as my jeans fall to the floor.
"Nice." He mutters as he looks down at my Brazilian cut panties. Black lace barely covers my ass. He ran his hands down my bare back, rubbing my ass. A smile covers his face as he runs his fingers over the lace running along the middle of my ass cheek. He toys with the strings of the lace up back. I feel him pull it tightly and let them fall to the floor. He massages my ass as I run my hands over his chest. Derek's hands run back over my back as he unclasps my bra and lets it fall off of my shoulders.
"You should have never teased." He said with a nod as he pushed me back on the bed hard. I fall on the soft blankets and stare up.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." I tell him as I look up, his body coming closer to mine.
"No idea, huh?" He asks as he leans down and kisses my chest.
"No kissing." I tell him frankly.
"No kissing, huh?" He asks as he trails his mouth over my breasts. "I guess I won't do this..." He says as he kisses my breast and bites my nipple with his teeth, "If you don't want kissing. Or this..." He tells me as he trails down and sucks on my navel.
The feeling of his lips on my flesh nearly sends me over the edge. I take in a gasping breath as he licks and sucks my hipbone. He moves his mouth down and begins to part my legs.
"What are you doing." I ask as I close my knees.
"What does it look like I am doing?" Derek asks as he looks up at me and parts my legs open again.
"You can't do that!" I say in shock as I look into his eyes.
"Why not?" He questions me as he holds my knees apart.
"It's-" I start. That is something I've never done. Just the usual fucking. That is me. And now he wants to do this. He can't do this. He can't.
"Trust me. You want me to do this..." He said as his head disappeared.
"I don't- Oh my god!" I spit as I feel his tongue circling over and over my clitoris. "Holy shit!" I gasp as he nips at my labia. Oh my god. I can't even describe- Holy shit. "Oh wow..." I spit as he delves his tongue deep in my folds.
"You like it, huh?" He asks as he comes up for air and looks at me.
"Oh god... This is wrong." I say as he begins flicking me with his tongue. I was wet before he even went down there. Now I am getting slicker. Now I am getting ready to drip. I begin to pant as he grasps my clit with his teeth. It hurts like hell, but once he runs his tongue over it, I can barely contain myself. My hands grasp the bed sheets tight.
"Oh come on, Mer..." He says, knowing I am ready to cum in his mouth. "Cum for me. I know you are more than ready. Fuck my mouth... I know you want to." He tells me as he quickly goes back to work.
"Oh god yes!" I scream out loudly.
The insulated walls absorbing my screams of pleasure. I can't help but fuck his mouth. It's an involuntary movement that has to be done. I frantically begin pumping my hips into him. I am desperate. Desperate to cum. Desperate to release. Desperate for this to end and go on at the same time. His tongue feels like nothing I have ever felt on my lips. He glides it up and down. I can't hold it in. I can't.
"Oh god... Derek... Oh my fucking god... Oh...Oh.. I'm... I can't! Oh god!" I shout as my pumping ceases and I let it take me over.
I can feel my uterus contracting violently as he sucks my juices. He places his tongue into my vagina, and I feel my walls squeezing it. I lay my head back and pant as everything takes me over. Derek happily drinks me down. I can hear him sucking and slurping me wildly, licking my lips clean.
"Damn..." Derek says as he comes up to me. "Look at you..." He says, referring to the red splotches now covering my breasts, abdomen and throat.
"I- Um... Wow..." I moan as I try to breathe deeply.
"I told you you would want it." Derek says with a chuckle. "You wanted it. No one gets that fucking wet." He laughs as he lays there and looks at me.
"Oh..." I moan as I look into his eyes.
"Now it's your turn." He says as he looks down at his erect cock.
"I don't do that." I say frankly. No way am I sticking my mouth on that.
"Oh... I think you do." He said quickly.
"No." I say as I pull my knees up and sit up and away from him. "I don't."
"Mer. You don't do that. You can't do that. I just gave you awesome head. Don't be a fucking tease." Derek growled as he looked into my eyes. He was pissed. Definitely pissed.
"I am not a fucking tease, Derek! A tease is someone who says they will do something, and then doesn't. I never said I would put my mouth on your cock." I tell him angrily, attempting to burn holes through him.
"You are a tease. You fucking sucked a pickle at dinner. A pickle." Derek said quickly. "Get your mouth on my cock."
"Get your mouth on your own cock!" I say loudly as I glare at him.
"Look... You were good. Great. That was- Wow. But you need to return the favor. It's a rule. I blow you, you blow me. Now is not the time for bullshit!" Derek said as he laid back, his cock risen and waiting for me.
"But it's... Ick!" I say as I look at him. "Just... Eww. You pee out of that thing." I pout as I look at him.
"You've never done it." He says with a chuckle.
"I- I- No. But that isn't- So what!" I spit as I look at him.
"I'll put a condom on. But damn-it, you owe me." He growls as he reaches over and grabs a magnum xl. "Come on... Don't be shy." He says as he looks at me with his blue eyes. He cocks his head. Fuck. That does make it hard.
"I-" I start and then stop. The truth is, my core is burning again. I want him again. I want him bad. And I actually would like to take a little lick on his stick.
"Do it, Mer. Get down there an blow me like you were made to." He says angrily. He is getting mad. His patience is wearing down. He rips open the condom and rolls it on. He gives me a look. I need to get down there on his cock. "You owe me..."
I will admit it. I am scared. This is a whole lot of man in front of me. This is a lot of cock for a small mouthed girl to take in. And I have no idea what I am doing. Okay. That is a lie. I do know what I am doing. I think. I mean, you have an idea. I look at him, and then back down at the steel rod in front of me. I take a firm grasp of it's base. Holy shit. A lot of base. The thing is thick. No wonder he rips me apart.
"Good. Go to work." He says as he looks down at me. "Take a lick."
Take a lick. How many licks does it take to get to the center of a... Cock. We shall test this out. Although, I think like the owl, I will lose count, and possibly take a bite. It's actually a shock. The hardness of it. So firm and strong. I hold it as tightly as I can and take a lick of his rubber covered head. I hear a gasp come out of his mouth at my touch. I quickly suck in about an inch. The head. I take the head into my mouth.
"Oh god!" I spit as I pull my mouth off of him.
"What?" Derek asks in shock as he looks at me.
"It's gross. I can't stand the taste of that... It's like sucking on a rubber glove." I say as I stick my tongue out.
"I can take it off... But then... If I take it off, you have to swallow." He says with an evil smile. "Just- You'll get used to it." Derek says quickly. "Just... Fucking blow me!"
"God... Hasty." I laugh as I look at him.
"You are a procrastinating little tease. Get your mouth on my cock." Derek growls as he looks at me.
"Fine." I say as I roll my eyes.
I go back to business, ignoring the disgusting taste. They have flavored condoms. I wonder how they would be. Although, I think they only come in normal sized condoms. And I am dealing with super cock here. I mean, that would be like shoving a man into a child's wetsuit. That would be cruel at the least.
I lap his head gently. I begin to get used to the bitter taste of the condom. My tongue swirls around and around his manhood. It's amazing. Like a steel beam. I remember a tee-shirt I once saw in high school. Steel erection, We'll get it up. It had a crane on it. Hell yes. They had the idea.
"Give the boys some action." Derek tells me as I begin to pull in more of his cock. I grab his balls with my hand and massage softly. I have felt balls before and I have to admit, they are fun to play with. I jiggle them around, giving them a good time as I gain some suction on Derek's hard dong. "Suck it! Suck it!" Derek shouts loudly.
I look up at him. He has to be enjoying it. His eyes are glazed over and rolling back. I'm a good sucker, apparently. I take in a little bit more as I swirl my tongue round and round. His ball as are tightening in my grasp. I can feel the blood pumping, filling his chambers.
"Oh god... Oh fuck, Mer... Oh god!" Derek begins to yells as his belly ripples. "I'm going to blow soon... Oh god. Hold on. I'm going to fuck you." He says as he thrusts his dong into my mouth.
"Ah!" I try to get out as his cock slams inside of me. I pull my mouth off of him. He almost killed me.
"What the fuck?" he says in shock as he looks up.
"You are going to kill me. I am going to asphyxiate on cock. I will die from cock smothering. And I- I can't do it. You are going to go right into my brain." I say as I clench my jaw and shake my head no.
"My cock is not going into your brain. And breathe through your nose dammit." Derek groans. "Get back to work."
"I can't. If I suffocate. I don't-" I whine as I look at him.
"Mother fucker!" He snaps at me. "I am ready. And you are fucking talking instead of blowing. Come on, Mer. I drank you down..."
"Fine. But if I die. Don't let them know how. Shove a sock in my mouth, or something." I say as I go back to work, scraping my teeth up and down him gently.
"You won't die- Oh my god... Fuck yeah... Mer you are fucking amazing." He says as I began hastily moving him in and out sucking him hard.
He thrusts his hips into my mouth gently. He can't help it. It's instinct. He is ready to blow hard. His cock is pulsating. He has grown even more in my mouth. He his ready. He is close. I quickly suck as hard as I can, swirling my tongue. My fingers go to work at the base, milking him hard.
"Oh god...fuck yes...fuck..." Derek spits out as he pumps into me and begins spurting out his white creamy load into the condom. "Holy shit..."
"Wow." I say as I pull away, checking out my work.
Derek is glazed over and silent. I can hear his panting breaths as he lays there. I did good. That is more than obvious. His cock is now happy. He is happy. A smile covers his face as he looks up at me. He is satisfied. I stay silent as I watch him pull the wet condom off and lay there.
"What now?" I asked with a smirk.
"No... We fuck. And I think you know how to do that." He says with a smile. "Quite well, actually."
"Oh really?" I ask as I look at him with raised eyebrows.
"Oh, really." He agrees with a smile as he looks into my eyes. "You know... I shouldn't be ready yet." He says as he leans up and pulls me down with him. I look up as I lay on my belly.
"But you are." I say frankly as I run my hand over his cock.
"I am." He tells as he climbs up to his knees and kneels over my body, a knee on either side of me. "Get on your hands and knees." He tells me frankly.
"And just what are you going to do?" I ask coyly as I look over my shoulder and watch him roll the condom on his cock.
"I. Am. Going. To. Fuck. You." He says slowly as he runs his hands over my smooth back. I feel him grasp the apple of my ass cheeks tightly. I can't take it. The man has me so hot, I can barely contain myself. I feel his fingers slide over my slit and he places a finger deep inside of me.
"Oh god..." I cry out as he wiggles his finger deep inside near my g-spot.
"You like that?" He asks with a chuckle. "You must fucking like it. You're fucking wet." He tells me as he breathes loudly. "Okay." He mutters as he pulls his finger out.
"What the fuck?" I shout as I feel him pull out.
"Enough bullshit." He says as he hovers over me.
I can feel his cock bouncing. It is twitching in anticipation. Hitting my back. Bouncing on my ass. It wants the fuck as much as we do. As I hold my palms flat and bury my face into the pillow, I feel him begin to slide in. It's a lot to take in, but my walls spread for his girth. He feels good nestled in my tight pussy.
"Oh god..." I moan into the stack of pillows before me.
"Mer... You are so fucking tight. You have the tightest little pussy I have ever fucked." He tells me as he pulls out and guides it back inside.
"Oh god... Your cock... It's huge. So huge!" She shout as he slides as much length inside as my body can accept.
I feel his huge dong slid in and gently press against my cervix. There is only so much cock a person can take, and Derek is more than pushing my limits. There is something animalistic about him being bent over me. Mounted. He is mounted over me, fucking me hard. Too hard, but the way he is playing with my clit, I can't yell in pain, only in pleasure.
"Oh god... Oh god yes." I scream as he flicks my clit quickly, and sucks on the flesh of my back. I can feel the beads of sweat forming on my body as I get ready to climax. "Harder... Faster... Harder..." I cry out loudly as I feel his cock start to pulsate deep inside of me.
"Oh god, Mer... Oh god!" He shouts as his balls draw up and tighten against him. "Fuck... I'm cumming..."
"Oh god... Yeah... I...Oh... Yeah!" I shout as I hit the brink and fall over. My body begins to contract and pulsate as he blows his load into the condom and collapses on my back. "Wow."
"Uh huh..." Derek pants as he rests, attempting to catch his breath. I feel his cock begin to go flaccid and he pulls himself out of me and rolls onto his back. I splat face first onto the bed and the stack of pillows from exhaustion. We both lay there as we come down from our high, but then the wheels start to spin and I start to think.
"So... We need rules." I say quietly as I lay my head to the side.
"Rules?" Derek asks in shock. He looks at me like I am killing the ultimate buzz.
"Yes, rules." I repeat as I look at him. "Um... First rule. No relationships. Are you in a relationship?" I ask, almost in a panic. I am not a cheater.
"At the moment, no." Derek says as he looks at me.
"I'm not a whore. So no fucking if we are in a relationship." I say as I look up into his eyes.
"Okay." He agrees with a nod. The truth is, he just wants a fuck and couldn't care less. I doubt he even gets into relationships.
"And no kissing... I think I made that clear. There will be none of that." I say frankly.
"What is wrong with kissing? Look, I can't fuck and not kiss." Derek tells me quickly.
"I don't like it. And you can suck. But no... No mouth. No mouth kissing." I say with a nod. "And last, no emotion. No feelings. I don't have feelings. But if you- If you start to feel something stupid, this is over. I am in it for the fuck, and I am not risking anything else." I tell him as I look up and raise my eyebrows. "So... Do we have a deal?"
"I think we do." He says with a nod as he lays his head back and closes his eyes.
"Good." I say as I crawl out of the bed and grab my bra and panties.
"Where are you going?" Derek asks as he opens his eyes and looks up at me.
"I'm tired." I tell him as I pull my jeans on.
"Well, you could stay in here." He says quickly.
"No feelings." I said with a smirk as I pull my top over my head.
"Oh yeah..." Derek says with a nod. "Thanks for the fuck."