I have found, there is a difference between men and women. Besides the obvious difference that they have this wonderful toy called a penis. See, their toy is great. I mean, they can go anywhere and play with that toy. Go to the bathroom, play with the toy. Stuck in traffic, play with the toy. They don't even have to take their clothes off. They whip it out and go to town. And don't get me started on balls. Now those are dam fun. Fun indeed. I see a guy scratching his junk and all I can thin, is one day. I want to take that shit for a test drive for one day. Okay. So back to the not so obvious difference. Guys, they don't dwell on things. They let it roll and keep going. Girls think and obsess about every little comment that is made.
So apparently, I am not a girl. Not really. I don't do that. And Derek, I think he is obsessing about my comment to him. I think he is thinking about the other guys. I don't know why he would care. Other guys wouldn't cut down on his fuck. Not to mention, there are no guys on this list. And I don't even know if I will ever see Derek again. I am not reserving a spot in my life for him. I have no reason to.
"I'm leaving tomorrow." Derek says nonchalantly from the passenger seat of my Jeep. I don't bother looking at him. I look at the road. I look where I am supposed to.
"Oh... Are you?" I ask. Like I don't know. I more than know. I have been weaning myself off from his sex drug. I have been preparing for the jump off the sex train. I have known for a long time. But I need to pretend I didn't. "I guess I didn't realize."
"Yeah... I think we are leaving early in the morning." Derek pointed out as he sat there in a slump. He was quiet. Strangely quiet.
"That sounds like a boatload of fun." I joke as I drive along. My uncle has the biggest mouth in the history of man. And it can't be a pleasure cruise to sit there with Mark.
"So... Are you going to be around tonight?" Derek asks as he sits there, looking out the window. He is being foolish. He is being quiet. He is acting differently than he usually does.
"Um.. I don't know. Maybe. Maybe not." I tell him with a shrug. I guess in my own way, I am just as foolish as he. I don't want him to think I need it. I don't want him to think I crave the sex as badly as I do. So I pretend I don't care. "You want sex..." I mutter, making it look like he is the needy one.
"Of course I want sex." He tells me simply. "And you don't?" He asks with a chuckle.
"Everyone wants sex." I respond frankly. I stand by that. I am fairly certain that everyone does want sex. Or at least anyone who has tasted and enjoyed that oh so sweet treat. "So to answer your question... Yes, I want sex." I tell him with a nod as I pull in front of the barn.
To say the sexual tension was strong would be a slight understatement. It was beyond strong. As we walk in the barn, I only have one thing in my head. I want sex, and I want it now. So that means I have to run. I have to get the hell away from him because if I don't, I will jump him right then and their, and my horses are hungry.
"Aren't you in a hurry?" Derek asks as he walks into the feed room. He has a shit eating grin on his face. He knows. I know that he knows. "What's the big hurry?" He chuckles loudly.
"I just need to get things done." I tell him as I rush past with grain scoops in my hand. "Here, go feed that one." I tell him as I point. As he walls away, I take a look at that ass. The perfect ass. I even like grabbing it as I suck hard on his cock. It really is the perfect ass.
"What else do you want me to do?" Derek asks as he walks in. I hand him another scoop and point to another horse. I have to keep him busy. I have to keep him busy to keep him away from me. "Geez, Mer... You are so tense." He tells me as he walks back in and I nearly jump to the ceiling like a cat.
I ignore him as I go along with my work. I can feel my core heating up. I am thinking it is slightly pathetic that I am so wet just from thinking about the man. I try everything as I walk horses out to the field. I need him so badly. I need that hard cock in my core, tasting my folds and licking my soul.
I walk into the tack room. I have to get away from him. I have to stay away from that man that possesses just what I want. I want that hard cock. I would take it anywhere he was willing to give it. I would taste it eagerly. I'd let him fill me up to the top and press my walls to their brink. So I need air. And It looks like I am not getting it.
"I can't take it." Derek says as he rushes up behind me. I turn around and look at him. I will try to pretend that I have no idea that he is feeling the exact same way that I am. "I need to fuck you, Mer. I need to fuck you know. My cock is ready." He says as he goes to work on his pants and lets them fall.
"Awful hasty, considering I never said you were getting anything." I tell him with a chuckle as I look into his eyes.
"Bullshit." He spits as he leans forward. I know what he is about to to. That shit face wants to kiss. I don't kiss. I quickly raise my hand and grab his face.
"Not that." I tell him as I squeeze him tightly and wrench him. I can feel his hard jaw under my fingers. "Just fucking. What is with you and this kissing shit?" I ask as I look into his blue eyes.
"Fuck if I know." Derek growls as he goes to work on my jeans. "Fuck if I care..." He moans as he rips them down. He wants to take me. And I will let him.
"Damn, Derek!" I spit as he throws me back on my tack trunk. He isn't wasting any time. He knows what he wants, and he is taking it. He is taking it now. "In a fucking hurry?" I ask with a smirk.
"Fuck yes I am." He says frankly as he pulls my boots off, letting my jeans fall to the floor with them. My flesh is cold and red from the below zero temperatures that have taken over our area. It may be cold out, but at the moment, I have a heat burning inside of me that would warm us both.
"Oh god..." I moan as I close my eyes. I feel his warm hands grasp my thighs and slide them apart. His large hands creep up my legs, touching my flesh softly. I don't need to open my eyes to know that he is going for the money shot.
"You like that?" Derek asks with a smile as he runs his long finger over my wet slit. Just that tiny touch is enough to make me gush. I need him. I need him inside of me. I need to feel something. I need to feel anything. I need pleasure.
"Yes..." I groan as he plays with my lips. I feel him grab a pinch full of public hair and pull sharply. "Ouch, you fuck!" I shout as My eyes flash open. That hurt more that I ever thought it could. "What the hell was that?"
"Just making sure you were awake. I know you like a little pain with your pleasure." He reminds me as he does it again, pulling harder this time. He finishes that up with a gentle stroke of my clitoris with his thumb. I immediately suck in a breath at the strong sensation. "Oh... Someone likes that." He teases as he pulls away and delves his fingers deep inside my core, feeling my ready wetness on his skin. "And boy are you wet... Hmm... Maybe you want this too badly..."
I quickly open my eyes. I need him. Oh god, do I need him. I don't need him like this. Not when he is doing this. We both needed a quick fuck, and here he is teasing me. Pulling and pushing me to and from the limits in a dance made for torture. I need him to realize that he is not that important to me and I can do well without him.
"Fuck this!" I say as I looked at him, placing my hands on his chest and shoving him away.
"What the hell?" He asks in shock as he looks into my eyes. "What was that for?"
"You're a fucking tease. I hate that shit." I say as I go to pull up my pants. "I have better things to do." I tell him as I bend down. I grasp the waist of my pants and panties in one swoop and pull them up. Just as I look up, I see him in my face.
"Too fucking bad." He says loudly as he rips my pants back down to the floor. "I am fucking you. And we will to the fucking, when we get to the fucking!" He says as he grabs my face. "And right now we will get to the kissing."
I feel his large hand grasp my face tightly. I wonder if he has any idea how much I hate this. I wonder if he realizes that it digs down into my soul and rips into my heart. I pains me. I feel physical pain as he slides his tongue in my mouth. It is a phantom pain brought on my an emotion, but it is still there. I hate it. It chokes me. It makes me ill. I don't do a thing as his tongue slides around in my mouth, pleasing him so. Finally he pulls away from me. I have no idea how it can be any good. No idea at all.
"Now to the fucking." He tells me as the tosses me onto my back and rips my pants off. "Good fucking." He reminds me as he spreads my legs and makes his way to my wet center.
"Oh god... Do it." I groan as his cock pokes at my center. I need him inside of me. It feels so natural. It feels so right. It is the feeling of what is to come. And what is to come is the best. Derek lets out a smile and a groan as he slams his cock into my tight pussy.
"Ah!" I yelp as I feel my walls spread for his manhood. I feel immediate pain as he takes over the space that wasn't prepared for his huge dong. "Oh god... OH GOD!" I say quickly as I realize what I am feeling. My eyes get wide as I look at Derek.
"Oh fuck!" Derek says as he looks down. I feel his bare cock inside of me. I have never felt it without a condom. It feels so right and perfect. It feels uncovered and unspoiled. It feels fresh and new, all the definition and perfection nestled into my sweet spot. Nothing separating our bodies. "You- You- You... You're on birth control, right?" He asks me in a panic.
"Yeah...Uh...Yeah. I swear! I swear Derek, if you have something, I will kill you! I will fucking kill you! Dead mother fucker! Dead. I will cut that bitch right off your body!" I shout as I look at him. I think he may be slightly fearful.
"No! I swear. I've never... I have always used a condom. Always." He says with a huge nod. I can see that he isn't lying.
"Okay." I agree as I look into his eyes. He smiles faintly as he withdraws his cock and slides it back in. It all feels so right and my wetness surrounds him, guiding him in with haste. I let out several small pants at the his mass infiltrating my tiny space. "Oh god, Derek! Oh! Oh!" I cry out as I look into his eyes. "Harder and faster!"
"God, Mer..." He groans as he picks up his pace. "This is so amazing... This it so fucking amazing... God, you feel good. So good. Oh my god..." He pants as he works as hard as he can, causing beads of sweat to form on his brow. "You are tight...and wet...and fucking perfect." He tells me as he pumps. "Fuck...I'm..."
"Oh god, Derek... Fuck...Fast...It's coming fast! I'm cumming, Der! I'm... I'm... OH GOD!" I scream as I feel him shoot his wet load into my core. I feel my own walls crashing tightly around him, milking his cock and draining his seeds. I close my eyes as he shoots his seeds into my core in spurts. I feel the amazing sensations take me over as he fills me over and over against, his penis twitching wildly. As I look into his eyes, I wonder how bad we just fucked up.
"Oh god... That was... Am- Amazing!" He pants as he looks into my eyes. All I can do is nod. He is right.
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I have to admit. I am a little freaked out about this whole no condom thing. I mean, I had his cock inside of me. Things were shared. Fluids were shared. His cum is inside of me. Right now, his guys are swimming around inside and I am praying to god that my birth control is at it's best. So here I am, living in the state of paranoia, waiting for some sign that either A, he gave a a nice venereal disease. Or B, that we will be parents. Neither will happen, but that doesn't mean that I don't have the right to be a freak about it.
I think that Derek was turned on by it. Guys are weird. I mean, I don't get the sense of him freaking out. I don't think that he is paranoid about kids or anything else. I mean, generally if he had a disease, I would see the nice telltale signs. He looked pretty healthy to me. And if he is not, I will chalk it up to a life lesson learned. In other words, I am totally fucked.
As I walk into the basement, I look over at Derek. I want him. I mean, even I know this is ridiculous. I have a sex drive that does not end. It's like it never goes off. I am always looking at his cock through his jeans. And let me say, it is big enough that I can see it through his jeans. I can see it, and my mouth waters. I am Pavlov's dog. I am conditioned to want that big dong.
"You are leaving tomorrow." I tell him as I walk in in and look at him. He is leaving tomorrow, and my body will feel a huge void. And to me... Well, that is just sad.
"I am." Derek agrees as he looks at me. I wonder what he is thinking. I wonder if he will feel the void too. I think not. I have a feeling he will walk out and move on to the next pussy. The thing is, I had him. That is all that matters. I fucked that. And that is good, good shit.
"You are." I say again as I sit down on the sofa. I am bad. I am horrible. I know that. I don't tease, but then again, I do tease. I like to get him hot and walked away. But if he did that to me, I'd kill him. I hate that crap. But alas, I want him to think I don't need him. I don't need him. I need part of him. One part.
"I am." Derek repeats as he leans towards me. He is going to kiss me. Damn it. The sucker is going in for the kill.
"Nice..." I say as I pull out from under the body that is now trying to cover mine. I'm not giving it to him. Not yet. I quickly roll off of the sofa and land with a thump on the floor. I smirk at him as I climb to my feet and go to walk away.
"Where the hell do you think you are going?" Derek asks in shock as he grasps me and pulls me down on the sofa with him. I feel his arms hold me tightly as she tries to hold me down.
"Off of me, you ass!" I spit as I pull away and jump up. I quickly run up the stairs and attempt to get away from him. Everyone is asleep, knowing they have to get up early. Derek and I are up. I wonder why? I know why. Because we are both horny shits who can't get enough.
"Get back here!" Derek shouts as he makes a made grab for me. "Where do you think you are going?" He asks with a smirk as he grabs ahold of my ankle and pulls me face first down the carpeted stairs.
"What are you doing?" I ask with a giggle as I look up at him. He has now flipped me onto my back and has my ass shoved into the step. "What do you think you are doing?" I repeat with a smirk.
"I am fucking you. Right here. Right now." He tells me as he leans up and rips his pants down. His big cock never ceases to amaze me. It is always big and ready for me and I love every minute of it.
"Derek... I need a drink." I whine as I attempt to scoot away. I see a desire in his eyes. It's nice to know that someone wants you in that way.
"Damn right you do." He says with smirk as he pushes me back down. "And I want to fuck you. Now." He tells me as he shoves me down and pulls my pants down. He looks in shock, I am not wearing panties. I always wear panties, but not tonight. "Oh god... Look at you!" He says with a big smile as he looks down at me. "You look fucking perfect!" He tells me with a smirk as he spreads my legs.
"Oh damn you, Derek! Damn you to hell!" I shout as I look at him. "Why? Why?" I plead as he rolls the condom on. "Oh god... Why?" I ask myself loudly as he lays between me and runs his fingers over my slit. "Why?" I ask again.
"Why what?" Derek asks breathlessly as he slides himself into me. "Oh god... Fuck... You are tight." He says with a smirk as he fills me to the brink. "Why what?"
"Why can't I stop myself?" I ask as he slides in and out, a shit eating grin on his face. "Why?" I ask as he slams my core with his huge dong. "Why?" I pant as he slides in and out over and over.
"Oh god... Why? Why do you have to be so fucking tight?" He asks with a big grin as he holds himself up with his hands on the stairs. "Why do you have to be so good?" He asks as he holds himself with one hand and lifts my shirt. He slides my bra up and takes a nipple in his mouth.
"Oh god...Harder...Harder... Faster!" I pant out as I feel my heart start to be rapidly. Derek takes a bite of my nipple and smiles as I let out a groan.
"Ouch!" I shout as he grinds it between his teeth. "Stop."
"You know you like it..." He tells me as he looked up. I can feel his muscle pulsating. It wants me. I want him. "Oh god... I am ready to cum... I am cumming. You cum for me... Cum for me... Come on, Mer." He begs, knowing that he is cumming himself.
"Oh god... Oh...oh...oh...oh...ah...faster...oh god...YES!" I scream as I feel myself hit the edge and plummet. My walls contract hard and fast. My feet twitch uncontrollably. My face is twitching like crazy. I am losing control, my eyes rolling back in my head. "Oh..." I whimper loudly.
"Oh my god... Holy shit!" Derek spits as he shoots his seeds into the condom and relaxes his body, letting our reflexes take over. "You are fucking great." He tells me as he lays there on top of me. And honestly, I am feeling pretty fucking great.
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