I like to look at Derek. I have always liked to look at Derek. There is something about him that draws me in. I like to just stare. But I only stare when he isn't looking. I don't want him to know that I like to look at him. I don't want him to know that I find him interesting. Not really him, it's his parts. His eyes. Yes! His eyes. And the cock. But he does have amazing eyes. And an amazing cock. That always seems to creep back in.
Mark, Derek and I are watching a movie. I honestly could not tell you what is going on. I don't watch. I'm watching, just not the movie. We should be doing something. I think I am a tad bit ADD. I know I am. You know, it may not even be that. It may be that my porny mind it too busy worrying about sex. That is the true issue. I just want sex, and unless that is what I am doing, I'm not thinking.
"This movie..." Derek whispered as he leaned into my ear. I love to feel his hot breath on my skin. There is something about that closeness, it makes my hair stand on end. In a good way.
"Yes?" I ask softly as I look up. I know he is going to say something. I want to hear this something that he has to say. I am hoping to get another hair raising whisper in my ear.
"It blows." He says simply as he makes a sucking noise in my ear. A sucking noise. Oh god how I long to suck. Oh god how I want to taste. Oh god, oh god. "And I want to taste you." He says simply. Now I am dripping wet. I am ready to have a spontaneous orgasm and cum all over the place. "I have missed your sweet spot. Sometimes, when I am laying in bed, I think about it. I can almost taste it." He tells me with a nod.
Now this is bullshit. I know that he has been fucking everything. So now he lays in bed and night and thinks about sucking my sweet spot. I don't think so. He is full of shit. He is pissing me off, is what he is doing. I mean he has been getting his. I know he wasn't thinking about me. If he is trying to flatter me, he is crazy. This will not flatter me.
"Bullshit." I say as I roll my eyes. "That shit right there, won't get it. It will not get you anywhere. I'm not an idiot. You don't need to flatter me. I will spread my legs freely for you." I say as I roll my eyes. It is true. Why does it have to be true?
Okay. Mark is right there. I see him. Apparently he is interested in this shitty movie, because he has not even noticed that Derek has his hand snaked between my legs and he is actively rubbing my pussy. He is turning me on. The heat is on. The heat is on... Do do do do do, do do do do do. Yeah, that song. The heat is fucking on.
"Just do me, Derek." I say with a smile. God, do I ever want him to do me. I mean, hell, I want that cock so deep, my eye pops out. What a way to lose an eye.
"You don't waste time, do you?" He asks with a smile as he looks at me. I don't waste time. Not when it comes time for sex. No way. I am there, and I am ready. He better get the condom out now. Right now.
"I don't." I tell him as I shimmy out of my jeans. He looks at me with a smile. I don't think he was expecting me to spread them right here. I will. I am so like that. That damn sex fog. "Condom now."
"We did it without a condom before." He says with a shrug. I can't believe he is ever saying that. What a dumb ass.
"Yeah, and you are a whore, you dirty little bastard. You are not sticking your dirty little stick in my pussy." I growl as I look down at his tented jeans and smirk.
"Dirty stick?" He asks in shock. "I am not a whore!" He spits when he realizes that I also said that. I roll my eyes as I pull my panties off. Naked ass on the sofa. So freaking hot. Yes, grandma would die. "I will show you!" He growls as he climbs to his knees and rolls the condom on his hard cock. God I love to look at his body. It is tired together perfectly. His groin in amazing.
"Show me, dirty whore." I tease as I lay on my back and spread. "Show me what you think you have." I say frankly as I look into his eyes. Derek is going to give it to me rough. I better prepare myself. I close my eyes and wait. Nothing. "What the fuck?" I ask as I look up at him.
"I wondered how long you would wait?" Derek asked with a chuckle as he holds his massive penis at my entrance. I groan as I feel him slide his thick shaft into my vagina. He spreads my walls to their brink as he fill me completely. I pant softly at the pain and pleasure sweeping over me.
"No fucking around." I say frankly as I buck my hips up at him. I want to feel him at his peak. I want to feel the pleasure that he can give me. "Just do it hard and fast. We need to... Oh god." I cry as he rams into me. His cock has hit my cervix hard. "Ah..." I cry at the pain that his taken me.
"You like that? It that what you want me to do?" He asks as he thrusts as hard and fast as he can. I grasp handfuls of ass in my hands and let him take me for a ride. "Oh yeah... You are so tight. So fucking tight!" He says as he groans and struggles.
"Oh...Oh..." I pant as I feel the beads of sweat beginning to cover my body. I can feel it tensing up in anticipation. I feel his thick veiny member teasing my inner folds.
"Man... You guys are really going at it!" Mark says loudly as he looks at us.
"Mark, you fucker! Get out of here!" Derek spits as he pumps into me. I am too far gone to care. He holds his hands firmly on the sofa and pushes and pulls in an out of my heated core. "Get out, Mark. I am not fucking kidding!" He yells loudly. I feel his hand slip off the side as we both tumble to the hard floor. We don't miss a beat. I am on top, and I am in charge.
"Who's the boss now, bitch?" I spit as I place my knees on the floor and pump furiously. I am going to give him the ride of his life.
"Mark! OUT!" Derek yells as he looks at Mark, who is eating it up. Well, I would imagine he is eating up live porn. If I were him, I would be pounding it.
"You guys can't have a show and not let me watch." Mark whines as he looks at Derek. Derek gives out a low growl, and Mark quickly exits. I hear his door shut. I am so far gone in our game, I don't even care where he is.
"Take your shirt off." Derek tells me as he starts to life it. "I want those in my mouth." He explains as I pull off my shirt and toss it. Derek quickly removes my bra and leans up, sucking on my erect nipples.
"Oh god..." I say as I pump, Derek pulling my breast from my chest with his teeth. "Oh yes... Oh yes..." I cry as I go side to side. I feel him pulsating hard. He is going to blow. he is going to fill the condom. He is cumming.
"Oh yeah, babe... Oh yeah! Oh yeah... Fuck yes. Fuck yes, Mer... Thank you... Oh!" Derek grunts as he throws his hips up and me. I am riding a wild storm of pleasure.
"Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh..." I cry as I rock my hips hard and fast. "Oh god, I'm there... I am there. Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Your cock is huge. I love your fucking cock!" I scream as it hits. Like a wave, it hits. My whole inner core is pulsating and contracting around his massive manhood. He is at his personal peek as he spurts his seeds with force, his cock twitching inside.
"Wow... Babe... You were... You were... Fucking amazing..." He pants as he laps my breast. I kinda was. I really kinda was. He ain't seen nothing yet... Bababababy he just ain't seen nothing yet. Yeah, I kinda live in song.
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I'm bored. I hate being bored. In fact, it drives me nuts. My grandmother once told me that never in her life had she been bored. I don't believe that. that has to be one hundred percent bullshit. I mean, everyone gets bored from time to time. There are times when there in nothing to do. And then, you get bored. See, I know it. Everyone gets bored.
"You want to come with me?" Mark asks as he walks into the living room. For once, I am out of my dungeon. For once, I am upstairs with the other people in the house.
"Where are you doing?" I ask as I look up from my magazine. "And shouldn't you be asking differently? Shouldn't you be asking if I will take you. Seeing as you do not have a car, that would make perfect sense."
"Okay... Fine. Will you take me somewhere? I need to get some music." He tells me with a nod. Why he doesn't just use itunes, I will never know. He is kind of weird like that.
I'll take him. The truth is, I missed him. With all of the time I have been spending with Derek, I have forgotten about Mark. Mark is a great guy and he is a lot of fun. I feel like I can talk to him about every and anything. We talk about the weirdest things. We talk about nothing. But the great thing is, we are honest. I love honestly.
"Yeah. I will take you." I tell him with a smile. "Get your shit. And your big-ass clown shoes." I tell him with a laugh as I look over. He does have big feet. And a big dopey head. Okay. Not really, but I can say that. I just can.
"Do you want me to get Derek?" Mark asks as he slides his shoes on. I look up at him. Do I want Derek, or not. I am thinking not. I am thinking I need some time away from him. I definitely need some free time.
"Um... No. I think you and I need to go. But come on... We need to hurry. Before he sees us leaving." I tell him as I grab my keys and my things. I guess it is a little mean that I am trying to sneak out, but I'm not in the mood for him today. I quickly rush to the car. It's too much pressure. I need to be free.
"Why are you hiding from Derek?" Mark asks as he climbs into my Jeep. I quickly put it in reverse and get the hell out of there. I half expect to look back and see him chasing us down. How funny would it be as I drag him from my bumper.
"I'm not hiding from Derek. Why would you say I am hiding from Derek?" I ask as I look over at him. I am, but I don't want to admit that to him.
"You are definitely hiding from Derek. What did he do? Has he oversexed you?" He asks with a laugh as he looks at me. I giggle and roll my eyes. He is either being funny, or he doesn't know me.
"Oh yes, Mark. We both know I can be oversexed. Are you kidding me?" I ask with a laugh as I look at him. "I cannot be. It is impossible. I just... I need same air. He is everywhere." I explain. I feel slightly bad saying that, but it is the truth. He is everywhere. In my face. In my pussy. Touching me. He is everywhere. I'm not used to it, and I am not sure I will be.
"Okay... I guess that was a a stupid thing to say..." Mark agrees as he looks at me. "And Mer... You are fucking him. Of course he will never leave you alone. Not to be rude... But if someone is freely giving ass, of course people will come hounding." Mark says with a shrug.
That was rude. I am offended. I can say that I am slightly hurt. I mean, he basically just called me a whore. I really am not a whore. I never thought that Derek would go for any of this. I never thought he would say yes. Being a man, I guess I should have known. But even so, I didn't think we would end up doing this. And I do feel like a whore. but I am a whore who is enjoying laying on her back. Oh, the shame.
"Thanks, fucker." I growl as I look at him. I quickly wail on him with my free arm. I hate him for saying that. Shit, maybe I do have feelings. "I am not a whore! This is the first time I have ever done this... And Derek, I bet he is doing this all the time..." I trail off. That was me, opening the door. Does he do this all the time? I he fucking freely?
"Yeah..." Mark says softly. Yeah? As in yes? As in yes, he is fucking freely? Damn it. Come on, Mark. Tell me more, tell more... Does he get very far? Fuck... That was Grease. See, songs run my life. I can't take it. I have to know. I have to.
"Yes, as in yes?" I ask frankly. I want to know, even if it does make my stomach churn. "Does Derek fuck around a lot?"
"Yeah. Yes, Derek fucks around a lot." Mark tells me with a nod. Okay, I can't get mad. I knew that. I cannot get mad. Why would I get mad? I don't care. I mean... I really don't. He gets around. I don't, but maybe I should. "I mean... He is careful and all. And he really does like to fuck you..." Oh yes, that will make me feel better. He likes to fuck me best. Okay then...
"I thought so. I mean... He has all he all the right in the world. He can fuck whoever... I don't care." I say frankly. I don't. But damn it, I better not get any disease. I don't need an STD.
"I know you don't. And that is why you guys are working out so well. Derek likes to screw. You like to screw. It is perfect." Mark says with a shrug.
"Yes... Yes it it." I say with a nod. And Derek... He is a sampler. He takes a taste of everything. And I am just on the buffet. Yes... It seems it is true.
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