Chapter 54

How You Doin', Tiger?

Pam's POV

It wasn't getting any easier for me to relinquish control. It wasn't getting any harder either. Quinn was a talented man, his tongue combined with the deep rumbling purr that vibrated everything important was getting me where I needed to go. And fast. His tongue, I could write poems about his humongous, scratchy, long and flexible tongue. I would have never thought that I would find a male that could eat pussy better than a female. I just didn't believe it to be possible. But here he was, living proof that Pam is sometimes wrong, although not often.

He was taking his time and I appreciated that. Part of my disenchantment with males in general had stemmed from either zero or minimal oral stimulation from them before they shoved a cock in your mouth and expected a dick sucking marathon. Men, again in general, have no clue how long it takes to get the female genitalia battle ready.

I felt the heat starting to expand from my center outwards. The tiny trembling started and I let a small moan slip out. I usually am not a vocal person during sex. My attitude is usually; I don't care if we ARE fucking, my pleasure is my business, why should I broadcast how I feel to you?

I couldn't help it though. His tongue was everywhere inside and outside of me all at once. I moaned a little louder and he increased his pace. I cried out a little loudly when I felt a big thick finger make its way up inside of me as he sucked and nibbled on my clit. I felt my eyes rolling back into my head from the sensations of what he was doing. I pushed up on my shoulders to look at him. He was working me like a machine, two fingers now pumping in and out of me, mouth clamped over my center, sucking and licking simultaneously and he was looking right into my eyes with those deep violet orbs of his, I felt hypnotized.

"Fuck! Quinn, I'm gonna come all over your face!" And I did. I was hit by wave after wave of orgasmic therapy as his tongue lapped at my hole greedily. I'll admit, it was the best fucking face ride I'd ever taken. I wasn't even close to recovered when he flipped me over and pulled me onto my knees. I wasn't prepared for being manhandled in this unprecedented way, nor was I prepared for the way it aroused me, making we crave another round of what I'd just been given.

"Are you ready for me Pam? Because I'm ready to fuck you bowlegged. Goddamn, your a hot bitch. I almost came in my pants just from eating your pussy." I heard his zipper and then felt the movement behind me as he lowered his pants.

"Bring it on, bad ass. Let's see if your cock is as talented as that tongue." I rubbed my ass against his erection and wiggled. His moan was delicious, sounding like it traveled all the way from his toes.

"Babe, you've only had a preview, get ready for the full length motion picture."

I felt something humongous pressing against my entrance. Was that his dick or was he trying to fuck me with a baseball bat? He pushed forward and the first two inches slid inside and then back out. He worked all of himself inside of me that way, an inch more then back out. The pace was slow and deliberate and I was fighting a war inside myself. Part of me wanted to take over, to seek instant gratification and be done with it. It was the part of me that was afraid of the intimacy that came with prolonged intercourse. It seemed too romantic to take it slow like this. You couldn't feel anything for someone when it was one of those Wham, Bam, Thank you Ma'am sort of interludes. But those Pump, Hump, Dump deals weren't as satisying as the feeling I was getting right now.

His movements were speeding up slightly. I was stretched tight around him, he wasn't as long as Eric but he had just as much girth, maybe even more. I threw my head back and laughed when I felt him grab a handful of my hair.

"Are you gonna come for me? Can you come for me again, come all over me while I fuck you? Cause I'm gonna fill you up when I come so hard all inside of you, or maybe I'll come all over your perfect ass. Jesus, you're so fucking tight! Fuck!, I can't hold out much longer. You better come with me." He shoved hard up in me and pulled my hair again. Between the rough thrusts, the yummy dirty talking and the hair pulling, I was knocking at the Big O's door.

One more little thing, just do or say one more dirty little thing and I swear to god I'll spontaneously combust.

Nothing starts a blaze like a finger in the ass. I could seriously develop a strong sense of possible like for John Quinn. No one else had ever guessed I was a three input woman before. Laugh or say "gross" all you want, I am all about my ass. No one should ever knock it until they've tried it. My motto is, it only feels kinky the first time.

His orgasm was accompanied by a LOT of cursing, ass slapping and I had to wonder how long it had been since he'd had sex. I was gonna have to get the carpets steam cleaned. It felt like he came in bucketfuls. Whether that was a testament to his gigantic balls or his not having had sex for a while, I didn't know. If there was gonna be a repeat performance, I would have to invest in some plastic sheeting.

I felt him slide out of me and I spun around to face him.

"Thank you." Two hard words for me to say, but I needed to.

"For what, babe?"

"For getting me back on track, I was a little lost for a while but I feel like myself again. So, thank you."

"I get to fuck the hottest chick in Shreveport, stick my finger in her ass and eat her box too, and she's thanking me for it? SWEET!"

"The sun is coming up soon. I can feel it starting to affect me. I need to close the shutters. You don't have any problems with claustrophobia do you?"

"None that I'm aware of."

I reached into my purse and found the remote that worked my Daylight Defense System. It had been my first real splurge once Eric had made me a full partner at Fangtasia. Now I didn't have to sleep underground anymore. I hit the button and the shutters began descending and locking all around the house. It was protection from UV rays and Fellowship fanatics all at the same time. The metal carried 14,000 volts of electricity to deter intruders. The standard install only carries enough juice to stun anyone dumb enough to touch it, I'd had Chow amp it up just slightly.

"Hey babe, you mind if I curl up with you or do you want me to stay out here?"

"You can come bunk with me, but I'll kick your ass out if you purr in your sleep."