Rock You Like a Hurricane (Steel)
“A dragon,” Emily says, her eyes wider than fuck.
Before I can answer, she tightens her grip on my cock and then slowly licks my shaft.
“Didn’t it hurt getting it?” she asks, looking up at me with nothing but lust in her eyes.
I open my mouth to say, do you think I give a shit about a little pain, but her tongue connects with the barbell sphere on the head of my cock, and I groan instead.
Emily licks around the head of my dick, pushing her tongue against the second barbell sphere when she gets to it. She moves her attention to my shaft, and licks down it.
I lift my head to watch what she does to me. When she reaches my balls, she sucks on them before moving back to my shaft. She moves back up to the tip, kissing as she goes. I realize the parts she kisses are the different features of the dragon.
She takes the head of my dick into her mouth. The heat of her wet tongue makes the muscles in my back shudder. I let her take my shaft deep in her mouth and suck.
When it starts to feel too good, I grab her arms, pull her off me and lay her on the bed beside me.
“Hey,” she protests.
Ignoring her, I scramble off the bed and grab a condom and package of lube from the side pocket of my backpack. I toss them on the bed and climb back on top of Emily.
My cock lies across her mound, begging me to ram it inside her. But I have to remember she’s never done this before. She seemed kind of nervous before, which is why I moved off her and let her take off my towel. Good thing I did, because now she seems too overtaken with lust to notice any worries.
Emily’s sopping wet, but I’m fucking huge, and her pussy’s super tight. I got the lube to make extra sure I don’t hurt her.
I put my weight on my elbows and using my teeth, I tear open the lube and squeeze out the contents onto my fingers. I lift my body out of the way, and reach down between her legs. My lubed fingers slip around her already wet pussy, and I push them into her entrance, swirling them around to lube it up. I spread them wide a few times, and she moans.
Fuck, she feels incredible. The condom can wait until later.
“I need to feel you bare against me, then I’ll put the condom on,” I say.
“Okay.”
I glance down at her, her back is arched and her lips are slightly parted. Putting my body over hers, my lips find hers. I kiss her slowly, wanting her attention on my mouth.
I lose myself in the softness of her lips, cherishing how sweet Emily is. Though I could carry on forever, eventually I pull my lips away.
With my hand, I place my tip at her entrance and kiss her harder. I take my hand away from her pussy, putting it on the bed alongside her.
“Tell me if it hurts.”
“Will I feel the piercings?” she asks, her voice a whisper.
I grin and say, “I’m ribbed for your pleasure.”
She swallows and her eyelids flutter. That look alone is enough to make my balls tighten.
As gently as I can, I push the head of my cock into her. She’s tight, and her walls squeeze around my head. At least her hymen is already gone and the lube is helping me get in easier. I pause a second to make sure she’s okay, then continue to push into her.
Emily whimpers, and I pause. I’m not sure she’s ready for every inch yet. I stay still, letting her walls relax and ease to the size of my cock.
“Okay?” I ask.
She moans in response. That’s the sound I wanted to hear. Fuck, she makes me crazy. I push in deeper, her slick walls are starting to get used to me.
When I’m all the way in, I start to move. I go slowly, the grip of Emily’s tight pussy makes my cock feel like a volcano full of red hot lava that’s ready to blow.
She moans something fierce and I know I’m not hurting her. But before I do anything else, I have to put the damn condom on. The last thing I want to do is knock her up.
I lean down and kiss her, letting her soft lips distract me from the screaming of my cock. I can’t remember being in a woman ever feeling this good before, and don’t want it to end.
I pull out, and put the condom on in record time.
“Do you trust me?” I ask, capturing her gaze.
“Uh huh,” she answers, her voice breathy.
“Good,” I say, grabbing her hips and flipping her onto her front. “I think your pussy’s ready for this. But tell me if it hurts.”
Emily moans in approval, and I lightly smack her luscious ass. On my knees, I pull her to all fours and move against her. The tip of my cock is at her dripping wet entrance.
This time, when I push in, her walls take me a little easier. Emily makes several breathy moans as I push into her.
After a second to let her adjust to the stretching, I move my hips again. Her walls grip my shaft as I move back and forth in her. With each thrust, I go deeper than before, until I’m in all the way to the hilt.
“Do you know how many nights I dreamed of being in you like this?”
Emily’s moaning and whimpering gets faster.
“I’ll tell you, every fucking night. Whenever I closed my eyes, I’d think of all the things I’m going to do to you.”
The pitch of her noises is getting higher, sending shivers up my back.
My balls are getting tighter and tighter with each of the sounds she makes. Keeping my movement steady, I reach around and roll her clit between my fingers, making her moans turn to breathless squeals.
“Every night I’d grab my cock and think about what it would feel like to be inside you but it’s better than I’d ever imagined. Your pussy was made for me.”
Emily lets out a gasping moan, and her arms buckle, her head landing on the mattress as she starts writhing under me.
The sight of her squirming makes me explode. A massive shudder rockets up and down my back as I spill my load into the condom. The only thought going through my head is Goldie is mine, and I’m never letting her go.
We’re both breathing heavy, and I lower my body against hers to catch my breath.
“I hope that didn’t hurt,” I say into her ear, my voice low.
“I only remember the ending, and that most definitely didn’t hurt,” Emily says, laughing.
I pull out of her and lie beside her. After I take off the condom and drop it on the floor, I pull Emily against me so that I’m spooning her. She’s trembling, so I pull on the edge of the bedspread and wrap it over us.
We lie in silence for ages. My arm rises and falls with her breath, and everything feels right.
“You’re not really going to stay here long, are you?”
“I’m never leaving you.” Not after what I went through to find her.
Now I only have to find a job. I’ll start by hitting up every place on this road, places always need muscle, it shouldn’t be hard to find something.
I’ll do whatever it takes to be with Goldie, even get a nine-to-five job. Somehow.
She chuckles, “I meant in the motel.”
“It’s my only choice.” I shrug. “I got to find a job, then I can find an apartment or something.”
“You’re not going back to the carnival?”
“I just said, I’m not leaving you.” How I’ll make that happen is something I still have to figure out, the carnival is all I know. But if they let me work full-time for cash, there must be others.
“I have an idea,” she says, rolling to face me.
“Oh?” She’d better not say she wants to join the carnival.
“Since it’s winter, no one goes near our pool house. It has a bathroom with a shower and everything. You can stay there and save the money.”
“Seriously?“
“Yes, seriously.”
“That’d be perfect.” I run my hand along her shoulder.
“You just have to be careful my parents don’t find out.” Hold on, what did she just say? I take my hand from her shoulder.
“Why won’t they know?”
“It’s down a little hill from the house, and no one goes out there in winter anyway. They’ll never know, just don’t have the lights on at night, or they’ll see from their bedroom window.”
“Thanks Goldie, but I ain’t sneaking into your parents’ house. I’m good here,” I say and give her a chaste kiss.
“But it’s expensive staying here.”
“It’s fine.”
“But,” she hesitates, “Can you afford it?”
“I’ve had a job for the past decade, why wouldn’t I be able to afford it?”
Emily’s cheeks flush. “Sorry, I, uh, I just…”
“It’s all right, everyone always assumes a lot of shit about carnies that ain’t true. I got all my own teeth, I’m not inbred, and I don’t smell like cabbage.”
I thought Emily was different.
“I wouldn’t care even if all the things people say about carnies are true,” she says, nuzzling into me.