Chapter 8: Harbor
I wasn’t going to stick around and watch Evan flirt with another woman after all the flirting with me. But I was glad he hadn’t opted to leave me in the room all alone. I didn’t think I could stand him banging some lady in his room while I had to listen to it. I could get that kind of treatment at home.
Instead, he drove us back to our hotel, and he took me upstairs, staying close to my side the entire time. Once we got to the room, he ordered us something from room service, and we sat making small talk as we waited for it to arrive. While we ate, he announced that he’d be going out to play a round of golf while I opted to stay in, but he promised he’d take me to a nice late dinner.
I had a nap and when I woke I could hear the shower coming from his side of the room. I went over and pushed the door to see that he’d left it open. I thought about him in the shower, and my body warmed, especially between my legs where an ache was building like never before. I’d come before thinking about him, and now I was feeling another urge even stronger to have him. I considered going to the bathroom, opening his door and walking right into that shower with him, but I wasn’t brave enough for that. I crawled back in my bed, but I was much too hot to get back beneath the covers.
I listened for the shower, making sure I could still hear it, and I slipped my hand into my panties and brushed my fingers against my tight bud. It was already swollen and tender as if I’d been giving it attention, but I didn’t think I’d done so in my sleep. I checked the Ortho-Nouveau site, and things were still looking good, so I let my legs fall open wide and slipped my finger into my channel. It didn’t take much, and it was soaked, dripping like never before. My nipples were also as hard as diamonds, and when I touched them a sharp pinch of painful need shot straight to my core so fast I cried out before I knew what was happening. I worked myself through my first orgasm minutes later, and I had gotten so lost in the moment that I hadn’t noticed if the shower was still running.
Suddenly, while I was working the shallows of myself so I could rub against my sensitive clit, the door opened in front of me.
Evan walked in, a devilish grin spreading his lips as he realized what I was up to and it took all I had in me to stop my ministrations and sit up. My tank top was still nudged up allowing my breast to show and my face was red with the heat of my embarrassment.
“Need a little help?” He walked to the foot of my bed, and I straightened my clothes, my sleep shorts were still pushed to the side, but I crossed my legs, feeling the aching desire still building at my core.
“I was just waking up and about to shower.”
“That’s not what I saw.” He came across the bed, closing the distance between us, his hands resting on my knees. “Why don’t you be a good girl and show me what you were doing.”
The urge to touch myself was so great that I could hardly keep myself still. I rolled my hips just to let my core tighten, and my chest was heaving as I panted. “I don’t know what you—
“Don’t lie to me, you dirty girl. I know just what you were doing, and I want you to keep doing it.” His voice was but a whisper against my cheek, and I met his eyes with a wide stare. I couldn’t do what he was asking. It was too embarrassing. But my body was saying something else entirely. It wanted the orgasm that I could still feel building.
He glanced down and nudged my knees apart. “Your little shorts are soaked with your juices. You’ve been at it a while, haven’t you? Naughty thing, you.” His hand brushed across the front of my shorts, where all of my nerves were wound tight and waiting for their release. I cried out as he rubbed. “That’s right, baby girl. Fuck, you’re so wet. Touch yourself for me. Show me just what you were doing.”
I closed my eyes, and his hand closed over mine. Before I could protest, he’d placed my hand back across my mound, and he helped me press against myself, coaxing my fingers to slip under my shorts.
I finally worked myself, and he sat back and watched a moment before kneeling in front of me and pulling down my shorts and panties. I kept my eyes focused on his as he watched me and licked his lips. “You’ve got something for me, don’t you Harbor?”
Suddenly two of his fingers touched me, going a bit deeper than I ever had.
“There it is right there. You want me to bust that hot little cherry for you, don’t you? That’s why you’re in here being a naughty girl.” I didn’t know what to say. I wanted it. I wanted anything he was willing to give me, willing to give him every part of myself, no matter the cost. “Tell me, Harbor.” He worked his fingers upward toward my clit, brushing my fingers away as his took over. “You want me to take it from you, don’t you?”
My words strangled from my throat. “No.”
“Yes, you do. Tell me, Harbor.”
“No, I mean, I want to give it to you.” His eyes lit as the words were spoken and he closed the distance and captured my mouth in a deep kiss.
I melted against him and held on to his cheek until he pulled away, and then he lowered himself to my center and the next thing I knew, his tongue was working me, darting against my swollen bud in slow flicks. I shuddered and moaned, and he pushed his tongue between my folds as a soaking orgasm rolled over me. He slurped against me as I writhed against him. He flattened his palm against my breast and pushed me back against the bed.
He came up, and his lips looked swollen from their use, his face flushed and his eyes hungry for me. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.” I kissed him again, and then he pulled away and smiled.
“I have an idea.” He kissed me between our words as his fingers tickled against my bud. Then he dove back down and kissed my bare mound. “God, I love this slick little pussy.”
“My friend told me to do it. I’ve never done it before.” I spoke quickly, the words falling from my lips like milk spilling from a pitcher.
“Well, I’ll have to thank her when I meet her.”
“I think she was hoping you’d get to see it.” I winced at the thought of all those eyes on me. “I’ll have to tell her that a whole roomful of men and a few women appreciated it.”
“Yeah, I saw their eyes, they all wanted you.” The thought of how dirty it had been made my core pulse against his fingers, and he smiled. “You like the thought of that, don’t you?” He worked me nice and slow. “Tell me you did, Harbor.”
I wanted to deny it, but part of me had liked it. “I did.”
“That’s a girl. I want you to be honest with me. You can tell me all of your desires.” He rose up on his knees and then lifted my hips to center himself at my entrance. “You’re so soaked, Harbor, I know you’re ready for me, aren’t you?”
I was. I was worked into such a frenzy of need. I couldn’t seem to stop the ache. “Please.”
“Mm, I’ve always liked a beggar. But you don’t have to beg, baby. I’m going to give you just what you want.” He gripped his cock and pushed the head against my lips letting it part them. Then he pushed his way against me until he met something that seemed to resist. I was so full of aching need that I just wanted him deeper. I didn’t care what it would take.
I braced myself as he pulled away and then in one hard thrust, he splintered me apart and sank to my depths. I felt a sharp burning pain as he grunted and moaned, then he captured my mouth and rocked in and out until the pain subsided.
“Fuck, you feel so amazing. Tell me what you were thinking about when you touched yourself.”
The question burned in my cheeks as I answered. “You.”
“Really? That’s so hot, baby.” He lifted my legs up over his shoulder and pushed deeper. “You’re flattering me.” He whispered the words against my lips.
“No, it’s not the first time. I did after our meeting.” I looked his dead in the eyes so he’d know how serious I was. “I thought about what it would be like to be with you.”
“So, how is it?” He ground his cock hard against me, his thick base spreading me even wider.
I was so busy moaning and trying to catch my breath that my answer was strangled. “Amazing.” I closed my eyes and raised my hips to grind against him.
My walls began to spasm, and the feeling was so intense that I couldn’t think about anything else as they gripped his cock and milked him. I wasn’t thinking about anything but the burning heat of pleasure building and the tender spot where my device had been implanted.
It was well after time to take effect, so at least I knew I was covered. I hoped anyway.
I met his eyes, and he fucked me hard with slow, long and deliberate strokes. “I don’t know what I was waiting for,” I gasped.
“I do. You were waiting for me.”
Chapter 9: Evan
Harbor was purring like a kitten, and she was damn near insatiable. She had no idea what was happening to her, but I had a feeling that her birth control device had kicked her hormones into overdrive. They’d said it could happen, but I don’t think she understood what a hot little mess it would make her.
I rolled my hips, grinding my cock in deep, but that was just to pop her little cherry. I pulled out and glanced down to see her little slick pussy drenched with her juices that were tinged red from where I’d taken her virginity. She had to be tender by now, but she wanted more. She reached her hands up around my neck and locked her ankles around my hips.
“No, no. I’m going to taste that delicious little snatch of yours.” My cock was coated too, but that would wait. I leaned down and tended to her, lapping in long licks, and darting my tongue into her swollen channel. She moaned like a whore and rocked her hips against my mouth, reaching down to weave her fingers through my hair only to push me harder against her. I worked her through her next orgasm and then I came up pushing back inside her tight little hole.
“Please, please make me come again.”
“Oh definitely, my little dirty girl. Then I’m going to come. Tell Daddy where you want it.” I thrust hard and deep, and every time she winced, it made me hotter. “You want me to come inside you, don’t you?”
Her eyes widened behind her glasses. “No, please. It might be too soon.” She gave me a pleading glance before closing her eyes to the pleasure.
I wasn’t happy that she was going to deny me that reward, and I knew I could take it anyway, but I wouldn’t do that. Instead, I’d teach her a lesson. “So tell me where you want it.”
“Anywhere. Everywhere, please.” Her voice was barely a strangled whisper drowned out by her pleasure.
I chuckled and gave her an evil grin. “Careful what you ask for, sweetheart.” I pulled out of her and took her hand. She whimpered but grabbed my cock with her free one and stroked it as I pulled her up to her feet beside the bed. “Get on your knees for me.” I took her by the back of the neck and pulled her forward as she dropped. She looked up at me with those big, curious and hungry eyes.
“Close your hands behind your back.” She did as she was told and I took her by her hair and pulled her mouth closer. “Open wide for me.” Her lips parted, and I stepped close, rubbing my coated cock head against her lips. “Taste yourself on me.” She darted her tongue out and moaned at the taste as it hit her tongue. “Good girl.”
A dribble of pre-come leaked from the tip, and I placed it right on her tongue. “There’s a taste of me. You like it don’t you.” She nodded and nursed my head, causing my balls to tighten. I pumped it deep inside her throat and bobbed her head, working me over.
She’d done this before, perhaps a few times, but it was still awkward enough to be hot. I thought about how good it would feel to bust my load in her throat, but she was struggling on my head. Every time I’d push too deep she’d gag and cough. I’d pull out and let her get her breath, but then I was back at it.
Seeing her eyes water under those glasses is what finally brought me over the edge, and after the first pulse shot into her throat I jerked it out and pumped my cock, spurting thick ropes of come all over her face and glasses.
I was just dirty enough that I leaned over and kissed her mouth as she sat there blinded my release.
“I wasn’t expecting that.” She giggled and pulled off her glasses and wiped them on her panties she’d found on the floor.
I pulled her to her feet and reached for her soaked center. “Next time, I’m going to come right here.” I pushed my fingers into her pussy, and she winced.
She’d never looked more beautiful to me than she did at that moment, with her face flushed from pleasure, coated from mine. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” I took her hand and went across to my bathroom where the shower was still wet from earlier. I cut on the shower and adjusted the water.
I stepped in and held out my hand for her to join me. “You stick with me, and I can show you lots of things.” She stepped under the spray and washed her face, as I swept her hair back and added some shampoo which I worked to a rich lather.
My fingers worked down her neck and massaged her shoulders. “You’re going to end up spoiling me.” She was still shaking a bit from the exertion.
I slipped my hand down and massaged her slick mound and then as I dipped my hand lower, she winced. “It’s tender, isn’t it?” She nodded. “You’ll be a bit sore, but we’ll work through it.”
“You mean, we can do it again?” She smiled and leaned into me, planting her lips against mine before I could answer.
“We’re going to do it a lot. I don’t want you to feel you have to take care of things all alone while I’m around unless of course, I tell you to. So when you’re feeling horny, you let me know. I’ll take good care of you.”
“I believe you.” She rubbed her knees together and gave me a regretful look. “Is it bad that I’m horny again? I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Her shoulders slumped. “I was so certain I wasn’t going to have sex with you this weekend and now look at me. I’m a wanton slut.”
“You should have known better. I told you I’d get what I wanted and I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you with those big brown eyes of yours.” She moaned against me, and I looked down to see her rubbing herself. “You’re really insatiable, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I didn’t think it would be this way.” She pulled her hand away, but I shook my head.
“No, touch it, baby. Show me what you want me to do to you.” She put her head down and blushed, but I lifted her chin. “Look at me.” She met my eyes. “I know how to make you feel good, so tell me you’ll listen. I don’t want you to feel ashamed. I want you to work through your pleasure any way you need to.”
“Yes, Doctor.”
“Evan. Anyone can call me Doctor, but I want to hear my name on your lips. I want to hear it when I’m buried deep inside of you and when you’re coming all over my cock. Say it.”
“Evan.”
I glanced down and saw her hands at her side, and her knees pressing so tight that the ache in her pussy had to have been intense. “Touch your little bud for me.”
Without hesitation like before, she slipped her hands down and worked her fingertips across her little clit. She moaned and rolled her hips as she stared into my eyes. “That’s a good girl. Do just what I tell you.”
She nodded. “I trust you.”
“That’s what I need from you, Sweetheart, for you to trust that I’m going to take care of you.” I placed my hand over hers and held two of her fingers tight in my grasp then I pushed them into her little hole and fucked her with them until she was soaking again, her orgasm pulsing through her. “You’re super wet. It has to be the device getting you so worked up.”
“Is it bad?” She met my eyes with concern.
“No, it’s just more for me to taste. You can never be too wet for me, baby. Never.” I went to my knees and gripped her tight little ass and pulled her to my mouth. I nibbled against her little bud, and she danced on her feet, squealing at the intensity.
“I’m coming.” She stiffened as he pussy trickled with her release.
“Good girl.”
We finished up in the shower, and I dried her off. Her legs were so weak that I scooped her up and carried her to my bed.
“Can I stay in here with you tonight?”
“That’s the plan.” I laid down beside her and stroked her damp hair. After a moment of silence, I could tell that she was lost in her thoughts. “What’s on your mind?”
“I can’t believe all this.” She lifted her shoulder and shrugged down further in the covers.
“Yeah? What’s so hard to believe? You’re an attractive girl, and I’ve got a healthy appetite.” I couldn’t see how she’d kept her virginity this long with her banging body, but I had a feeling the only reason she wasn’t still being difficult was because her hormones were going haywire.
“I’m the one with the healthy appetite.” She giggled and then rolled over and rubbed her pussy against my hip, grinding against it.
I started to wonder if she might wear me out, but then I knew I’d waited a long time for this. My own little nympho sex machine. I could handle that. “Mm. You need more already, don’t you?” I slipped my hand down, and sure enough, she was wet and ready. I rubbed her slick folds and led her through another orgasm, and finally, she settled down beside me and drifted to sleep.
For the first time in a long time I was excited about where things would lead. I’d wanted someone I could mold to my whim who could be there to fulfill my needs and satisfy my cravings. Considering her state of mind, she was perfect for the job. I wondered how many of the others who had participated in the trial had the same reaction.
I didn’t know how long this ride with her insatiable needs would last, but I was going to milk it for everything that it was worth.