So there comes a time when you accept the things you cannot change. I have to do this. See, Derek is a whore. Not a whore for money. I'm not sure if being a whore for money is a good thing, or a bad thing. Would it be better if he were making money? Probably not. If he was doing it for money, he wouldn't be doing me for free, that is for sure. So anyway... Accepting the things you cannot change. I am doing that. He is a whore. He sleeps with others. And me, I am right there getting mine from his. It's just fun. It means nothing. Let him whore around.
"So, do you have a girlfriend?" I ask as I walk along with Mark. I never get to talk to him anymore. I want him to know I am interested in him, and what he is doing.
"Eh... Not right now. I just broke up with Jen." Mark explains as he browses the music. I'm not even looking. I'm looking. I'm just not looking at music. I am looking at candy. Candy of the man kind.
I have found that there are some nice asses in this world. Round ones. I like an apple bottom on a guy. Not a huge bubble butt, but a nice round one. Something I can grab onto and have a great time with. I like an ass that I can grasp as he drives into me. Derek has a nice ass. Derek has a great ass. I love it. I love to hold it firmly, making crescents on it with my fingernails. Yes, I like a good ass.
"So are you done yet?" I ask as I look at him. "I'm not really having any fun here." I tell him with a frown. It was okay for like the first few minutes, but now I am bored. Now I am ready to go home.
"You have the shortest attention span ever." Mark said in shock as he looked over at me. I'm tapping the c.d.s with my fingers. I am stomping my foot I want the hell out of there. "God... Look at you." He teases as he looks into my eyes.
"Stop." I say as I roll my eyes. "I just... We came here to do this, and you should be done." I grumble. If it were me, it would only take me a few minutes. I would know what I was doing. I would have an idea of what I wanted and I would get out of there.
"You are just like grandpa. God, are you ever not in a hurry?" He asks as he shakes his head. "I mean... With you two it is always hurry up and wait. We will rush home and then what? Unless you are wanting a fuck from Derek. Then, I get it."
"Eh... Okay." I say as I roll my eyes. "Just... Do whatever." I mutter as I continue my people watching. I let out a yawn, something I do when I am bored. Apparently Mark sees it, because he shoves the c.d.s down and looks at me.
"Let's go." He grumbles as he grabs my hand. "Let's just... Come on. You are worse than a little kid." He moans as he grabs his items and we walk towards the checkout. He was lucky he got anything at all. He was lucky I brought him. Little ass.
"I am not a kid." I growl as they scan his stupid music. At least he isn't stealing music. That is a plus. He is paying for it legitimately, and that is a rarity.
"No, you obviously aren't a kid. Kids don't have fuck buddies. Kids don't fuck in front of their cousins. You are an adult." He says frankly. I see the checkout boy. He thinks I'm nuts. I can see it in his eyes. He thinks I am a fool.
"Okay, jealousy." I laugh as I look at him. He rolls his eyes. I actually think Mark is the kind of guy that wants in a relationship. Who would have thought? See, it is Derek how is the man whore, not Mark. Mark would actually be the better guy.
"I'm not jealous. Free fucking is free fucking. I'm sure I could get mine if I wanted to." Mark says with a nod as he pulls out his cash. "What you and Derek have... It's not normal. But it works for both of you." Mark points out as he grabs his bag and the change.
"But it won't work forever... I mean, Derek will move on. Derek will meet someone, and he won't want free fucking anymore. Someday he will get married and all of that happy shit. I will never do that. Fuck that." I say frankly. I am not getting married and having kids. I am not going through the bullshit of raising the monsters until they are eighteen and having to deal with crap for an eternity. And the thought of my husband leaving me with them... Too scary. I am not having kids.
"Yeah... Don't count on it. Derek can't keep it in his pants long enough to get married. Don't worry, he will be free fucking for a long time." Mark says with a nod. He says it so matter of factly. And I wonder... How many guys would chose free fucking over getting married. I'm sure most would. I stay silent as I drive home. Free fucking is good. It is easy. No strings.
"People change, you know..." I tell Mark as we climb out of the car. Mark looks at me and laughs. I don't know what he thinks is so funny.
"Oh yeah? So you are going to have five kids and get married, right? I mean... People change." Mark says with a laugh. All I can do it glare. I hate it when people use what you say against you.
"Yeah... Some people change." I say as I shake my head. "If they want to." I tell him as I walk away. As I walk towards the house I have to look at the perfectness of it all. It really is so far from perfect, but it is in that perfect little package.
"I think anyone can change if they want to." Mark points out as I walk to the door. Just as I go to open it, it opens. I look up to see Derek. Derek is looked at me with the oddest face. I'm not really sure what it means.
"What?" I say as I walk in the door that he opened for me. It was a rude, sarcastic what. It was kind of nasty. I'm not even sure why, but it came out like that.
"You left without me." He says as he follows me down the hallway. I mean, what is his deal? I left without him. So? I am not his keeper. I don't need to watch over him. I don't need to drag him around.
"Yeah. I guess I did." I say with a chuckle as I keep walking away from him. "And I am not your keeper." I say as I roll my eyes. "You weren't around. What is the big deal?" I ask as I walk into the great room. Everyone is in there. Well, grandma and aunt Claire.
"That wasn't very nice, Meredith." My aunt Claire says as she looked up at me. What does she know. Nothing. No thing. "You guys left Derek here..."
"He wasn't very happy sitting with us." My grandmother points out with a smile. Ha! Well I get stuck sitting with them all of the time. To damn bad for him. He will have to deal with it.
"Oh, it was fine." Derek says with a smile as he looks at them. The bastard is giving them the fake smile. I do it all of the time, but it's okay for me to. It is not okay for him to.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." I say sarcastically as I glare at him. I love my sarcastic glare. he sees it and recognizes it.
"Well, Mer... Aunt Claire and I were thinking about going out to lunch, would you like to come along?" They ask me with a smile. I look over at Derek. Let's see, boring lunch, or sex with Derek? What a freaking choice.
"No... I'm not hungry. But thanks anyway." I tell them with a nod as I look up. "But I am sure that Mark is starving. He is always starving."
"You bet I am." He says with a smile as he jumps up. "You coming, Derek?" I hear him ask as I walk away. I don't want to stay. I don't want to hear what Derek says.
"Nope. I am still stuffed from the breakfast Mrs. Grey made." Derek says with a nod. "But thanks for asking." He says as he sits down on the sofa. Minutes go by like hours. I wait and wait, watching silently as they pull away from the house. A smile covers my face as I run out of the living room and into the great room. I am in shock. Complete shock.
"I knew you wanted it." Derek tells me with a smirk as he sits there. He is sitting there with his cock in his hand. Yes, his big fucking dong is grasped tightly in his fist, and his clothes are strewn across the floor. He is ready. Big. Hard. Ready. "You always want it."
"Oh god." I groan as I look at him. His big veiny member is standing high as he releases his hand from it. The perfect cock, droplets of pre-cum at it's surface. Thick and ready. Red and plump. It's velvety head standing proudly, ready for me to climb aboard.
"Come fuck me, Mer." Derek tells me with a smirk as he sits on the floor. I watch as he rolls his condom on. Such a shame to cover it. The poor penis is being covered and beat to death. For my enjoyment, of course. I pull my shirt over my head and toss it. I'm dripping wet. I can feel the droplets on my bush. I can feel it trickling for him. I pull of my bra and then my jeans and panties.
"Oh god, Derek... You may be a whore... But fuck!" I say as I amble over. He is sitting on his ass, his hands supporting him from behind. He is half leaned back, with his knees bent and up. There is a perfect seat for me to climb aboard.
"Before you ride it, give me your pussy." Derek tells me as he flicks his tongue up and down. He wants to flick my clit with his tongue. Oh joy! That only makes my mouth water and my pussy gush. I place one leg on either side of his body and bend my knees slightly. "You smell like candy." He says with a grin.
Derek buries his face deep in my pussy. I'm beginning to think he likes to smell like twat. He rubs his cheek on my bush like a cat rubbing on it's owner's leg. I feel his nose enter my twat. His nose. Derek has a beak, and he is rubbing it over my clit. I let out mews of pleasure. I can feel the tip of his nose running circles around my hooded clit, teasing me with pleasure. It feels so good, I can barely contain myself.
"Oh god, Derek!" I pant as he pulls away. I look down at his face. It is wet and creamy white. He looks satisfied, but not quite. "You can't stop now!" I growl as I push my wet pussy in his face again. He may choke on it, but damn it, he is getting this job done. I place my hand behind his head and smile. "Who's my bitch?" I ask with a grin.
"I am." He pants breathlessly as he comes up for air. "I am you bitch." He repeats. I smile with a nod. At least he knows his role. My whore knows that he is in fact my whore.
"Taste it." I demand as I grip his head tightly. "Suck it, my whore. Suck me good. Oh yeah... That's the spot, my little bitch." I tease. He pulls away and dives his tongue into my vagina, thrusting deeply. I love the way his long thick tongue feels as he plugs me up. "Go back to my clit. Suck my clit." I cry as he abandons my hole and goes to my plump clit. "AH!" I scream as he takes my clit between his teeth and squeezes. "You fuck- Fuck- Fucker!" I shout in pain and pleasure. "Oh god... Fuck... Derek... I'm..." I cry out as I feel myself clamping down. I frantically fuck his face. "Oh wow... Damn... Fuck!" I scream as I feel myself go into contractions. Derek greedily sucks my fluid. I hear him slurping loudly as he sucks me dry. I feel as if I need to collapse. My legs can't hold my weakened body. I quickly feel my legs give out as I fall onto him. Derek looks at me with a smile, his face covered in my cum.
"I guess I was a good little whore, huh?" He asks with a chuckle. I close my eyes and smile. He is a good little whore.
I lay there for what seems to be an eternity. The waves of contractions continue on as the beads of sweat for all over. I can feel his cock poking into me. It is poking me somewhere between my ass and my lower back. He is hard and ready for me, and I'm not sure I can muster up the strength to ride his iron pull. I lay my back against his knees and attempt to breathe.
"I'm more than ready, you know..." Derek said as he nudged me. I guess he wants something. Of course he wants something. They always do.
"Eh..." I groan as I lay my head to the side. I think he literally sucked the life out of me. He sucked me dry, and now he wants more. I feel his hands run alongside my body and caress my thighs.
"Come on, Mer. Come on... Give me a ride." He begs as he pushes his hips up, poking me hard with his stick. "Wake up..." I smirk softly. I am waking up and coming down from my high. I am feeling great. I am rejuvenated and I think it is from him teasing me with that meaty member of his.
"What do you want, Derek?" I ask as I raise my brows. I know exactly what he wants. I want it to. But I want him to beg. He needs to beg me.
"I want you to ride me good. I want you to ride me hard. I want you so slippery and wet that my cock glides in and out of you. I want to feel your cum slide down my cock. I want your walls to collapse around me. I want you to fuck me, Mer. And I want you to fuck me now." He tells me as he grasps my sides and moves me. "Now what do you want?"
"Hmmm... I want you to fuck me. I want to feel that big, thick cock deep inside my core. I want it so deep it hurts. I want to feel you between my tight walls. I want you to suck my tits. I want you to drive into me and send me over the edge. I want straight up hardcore fucking." I tell him with a smirk. "And I want it now."
"Well, at least we agree on something." He tells me with a nod. Derek is still in the same position. His arms are behind him, supporting his upper half. His legs are bent at the knee and scooted up, making him look like he is an M. I have the perfect position, right in the middle.
"Oh Derek." I moan as I put my feet on the floor beside him and crouch down over his cock. I can feel him nestle it against my clit as I get into position. If his cock wasn't so damn big, this probably wouldn't even work right. But he is large. He is so large, he more than tops out. This way he can't go too deep, but he is still getting me, with some restriction.
"Fuck, Mer... Just give it to me." He says as I tease him, rubbing and rocking myself over him. The head of his penis rubs against my clit, making me twitch. "Give me your pussy."
"Oh god, Derek... I have to." I say as I spread my legs and crouch down in the perfect position. It is perfect. It is just like riding a horse. Derek is my wild stallion, and I intend on fucking him until he is tame. I sink onto his stick, letting him fill me up. "Fuck yes..." I say with a sigh as I stay on him, feeling him inside. I am enjoying the moment.
"Okay, Mer... I gave you what you wanted. Now it is my turn. No fucking around. Give me the fuck and give it to me now." He says as thrusts upward into me. I smirk as I rock my hips ever so gently. I love the way his hard pole feels running back to front in my core. It is pushing against my walls with much resistance.
"Oh, Derek... You are the biggest man." I tell him with a smile as I roll my eyes back and start with longer, heavier rocking motion. I am going nice and slow, working him up. I feel him bump my cervix gently. It is too easy for him. He is always bumping my cervix.
"Oh, Mer... You are the tightest little thing. You are so fucking small. I'm ready to cum already." He tells me with a grin as he leans forward. "Slow it down. I don't want to fuck it up yet." He tells me with a nod as he leans forward and takes my nipple into his mouth. He sucks it gently, running his tongue around my delicate tissue. His warm saliva wraps around as he grazes me over and over with his slick tongue. He pulls away, sucking my breast tightly and pulling it taunt before he releases with a sucking noise. "Okay... Faster, fuck me faster." He tells me with a nod.
"Oh god, Derek!" I say loudly as I take a firm grasp of his shoulders and begin pumping. I put my feet in a direct line from my ear, to my shoulder, down the spine and to my ankle in a perfect riding position. I lift my body slightly, feeling Derek's hard cock come out and go back in with every pump.
"Holy shot, Mer!" Derek spits as I go a little quicker. My breasts are thumping, bouncing and swaying with the beat as I ride him and he drives into me. I feel my hair going everywhere as I toss my head in pleasure. "Oh god... Fuck...Mer...Fuck... I'm there. I'm gonna- Fuck...Here...Fuck!" He shouts as he begins shooting his hot seeds in the condom in spurts. At the feeling of his pulsating cock, I feel myself get there. The bastard got there first. He was lucky I was close behind.
"Oh...Oh...Oh...Derek...Oh my fucking...Fuck...Eh...Eh.. Ah... OH THERE IT IS!" I scream as I feel myself drop from the cliff. My head and feet twitch as my nerve ending are teased and awoken. I feel the contractions of my uterus and vagina clamp around his pulsating cock, milking it dry. "Oh..." I moan as I lay my back against his thighs and close my eyes. We are connected in a sexual pleasure that is beyond measure. I should climb off of him, but I can't. I'm too freaking weak. I look through my hooded lids to see Derek's eyes completely shut and his head laying back against the sofa. I think we are both beat.
Derek is not mine. He will never be mine. We are different people. I'm a pessimist. He is an optimist. I am broken. He is sound. We are opposites. I don't ever see anything more than a good fucking. But here is the thing, this is good. It's great even. I think you should enjoy it while it lasts. It doesn't get any better than good, free, hardcore fucking. I wonder if I will always feel this way.
"Are you alive?" Derek asks as he sits up. His motion moves me slightly. He disrupted me. I was relaxing on my Derek lounge chain and he had to go and ruin it. I don't say a word as I feel his body. my legs around him. His cock inside of me. My ass against his thighs.
"Eh." I moan as I open my eyes. I am beat. I feel incredibly weak and shaky. I couldn't control my muscular functions if I tried. "How long were we fucking?" I moan as I lay my head back again.
"Um... Long enough that you are beat. But I have to say, I could go another round in a few." He tells me with a frank nod. My eyes flash open. Is he serious? Okay, something is seriously wrong with this man. It is not normal for a man to aim, fire, and reload so quickly. He has a mutant penis. His balls have mutated. He is something out of the ordinary, that I am sure of.
"You just shot off." I tell him in disbelief as I look up. His penis is still shrinking inside of me. His penis is going from formidable to average. Okay, average is a lie. That fucker is anything but average. But it is smaller than erect, nonetheless. Thank god, because he was stretching me to the brink and beyond.
"I did... But you do that to me." He says with a wink. How he is mustering a wink, I will never know. I can't even move my eyes. A blink, impossible. My uterus and vagina are still contracting and he is talking about doing it again. "So... I know you are ready. Come on..." He tells me as he massages my thighs. His touch is firm enough to relax me more than I already am.
"I think we need to get up and at least leave this room. If my grandma comes in here and catches us fucking, she will never be the same. And quite frankly, neither will I." I admit as I dismount. I use the word dismount because I was mounted on that man-sized dong of his. My shaky legs try to support my weight as I stand.
"I think you are right. Besides, I can watch your ass as we walk down." He tells me with a smirk as he pulls himself to his feet. I can't help but stare at his manhood. He seems so comfortable with himself. There it hangs with the condom still on. One would think it wouldn't be attractive, but damn it is. My cum is all over that bad boy. I caused him pleasure, and he I. The perfect match at the moment.
"There will be no watching of my ass." I tell him smartly as I begin to dress. Derek gives me a look of shock.
"Why are you getting dressed? I will be taking you right back out of those." Derek tells me with a nod. "You are wasting your time."
"I'm not walking to the basement naked. Not through the middle of the house. I don't do that." I tell him in a huff as I pull my shirt over my head.
"You need to get more comfortable with yourself." He tells me with a nod as he grabs my ass tightly. I quickly give him a swat in the arm. Who does he think he is? No one grabs my ass. "I'm just saying..." He added as he grabs his clothes, but doesn't put them on.
"Whoa... What is that?" I ask as I stop in my tracks and sniff the air. Derek gives me a confused look. I continue to sniff. Oh god. This is bad. This is really bad. It's that distinct smell. It is hanging in the air like a fog. It's lingering and potent. That smell, it sex. "Fuck!" I say as I stop in my tracks and look at him.
"What?" Derek asks as he looks at me. He is confused, and I wonder how in the hell he doesn't smell that. How can he not smell the pungent smell of cum and sweat?
"Sex! The room smells like fucking sex!" I shout as I look around in a panic. They will come home and walk into a sex smelling wall. It will knock them on their ass, and they will know. They will all know just what we were doing while they were gone. We are so fucked. Damn him and his horse cock.
"What? No! There isn't-" He stops as he sniffs. By the look on his face, he smells it now. How he couldn't before, I have no idea. "Oh fuck. Yeah, there it is."
"Derek!" I shout as I smack him. "We need to get it out! The smell, we need to get the smell out!" I shout as I look around in a panic. "We need to open the doors. We need to turn the fan on. Fuck!" I yell as I run through the house like a crazy person.
"I'll get the windows and doors. You turn air conditioning on colder and put the fan on." He yells as he goes to work, unlocking windows and using his shirt to push the air out. I quickly rush back in and look at him. I have to laugh, Derek is fanning with his shirt, his bar ass smiling at me and his flaccid cock hanging natural. And to me, that is not natural. That is some funky shit.
"I can't... This is so bad." I say as I rush over to the point of fuck. In other words, the point of origin. I quickly lay down on the floor and begin smelling. Yeah, it's weird, but I have a lot on the line here. I have to sniff to save us both. "Shit... There is- It's on the freaking floor." I say as I jump up and rush to the closet, grabbing the carpet spray. I rush back in, falling to my knees and begin scrubbing.
"You are a little nuts, aren't you?" Derek asks as he walks over and watches. "I mean... It's not that strong."
"Why don't you get your fucking clothes on and shut up! They will be here and the house is hot and cold and smells like your dick!" I shout as I throw the bottle at him. His eyes get wide as it hits him in the chest. "So either help me, or fuck off!" Derek nods his head and drops to his knees. We both scrub the carpeting as waves of hot air from the outside and cold air from the air conditioning run over our bodies.
"I think this is the funniest shit I have ever done." Derek says as he begins to laugh. At first I am irritated, then it hits me. This is funny as hell. We are airing out the house because we stunk it up. Our odor filled every room.
"Your cock smells." I say with a laugh as I look over at him. Derek looks at me and feigns shock.
"No, Mer... That is not my cock. That rotten smell is your pussy." He teases as he takes a whiff. "Damn. You are awfully strong. Oh yeah... I know pussy anywhere." He laughs as he looks over. "But don't worry, you have a sweet smelling pussy. Not fishy. More sweet and nutty."
"Sweet and nutty?" I ask in shock as I look over. "Sweet and fucking nutty? Are you kidding me? Nutty?"
"Don't worry, Mer. It's nice. Unique. It's good." He tells me with a smile and a nod before he goes back to scrubbing the floor. Sweet and nutty. He must be a pussy connoisseur. How would you take that?