Midnight Snack

(Mason)

Her hand was trying to hold my dick and she dropped that little bomb on me. Laying there, naked on her bed, her pussy soaking wet, her sweet smell on my fingers, barely on my tongue, my eyes with intentions that would probably scare her half to death.

All I could do was nod.

I knew one fucking thing…

I was going to be her first. I was going to ruin that tender, innocent cunt of hers. She was going to beg for my cock over and over, not knowing what came over her. She was going to be possessed and I was the devil himself, ready to play.

But it wasn’t going to happen tonight.

I could see it in her eyes.

Fuck, I never respected women… until right then.

I lowered myself down and pressed my lips to hers. I kissed as gentle as I’d ever kissed only one other woman in my life. I quickly pulled away. I reached down between my legs and pulled her hand off my cock. I put it on the bed and then slid away from her.

I stood at the edge of the bed. My cock was a steel beam, pointing right at her. Her sweet pussy was like a little pink rose, her petals damp with wetness, folding open for me. I made fists and stood there. My balls felt twisted, my cock tingling, wanting to blast a fucking load of cum all over her.

“You never fail to surprise me, Violet,” I said. “That’s why I’m addicted.”

“Mason… I’m sorry…”

“You don’t have to be sorry for a thing, babe. I should be the one apologizing.”

“What? Why?”

She wanted a sliver of sweet romance and that wasn’t going to come from me. I wasn’t that kind of guy. I ruined women. I sent them running into the nice guy’s arms. Go get your house and white picket fence then, babe.

The devil is here, Violet.

I dropped down to one knee in front of her. I slid my hands up the insides of her legs.

“I should be apologizing… because your sweet fucking cherry is all mine.”

Her mouth fell open as I came forward, needing to taste her.

I buried my face against her warm cunt, my tongue lapping up her wetness as she poured like a broken dam. Poor fucking thing hadn’t been touched and tasted in a long time. And had never been fucked - not even once.

Christ, that shit clung to my mind like superglue and I knew I wouldn’t be able to let it go.

I growled as her sweetness only got sweeter. My thumbs grazed the outer edges of her labia, pulling at her, exposing her even more. Her tender hole was innocent pink. My hellish tongue darted forward, entering her. My eyes stared up at her. I didn’t give a fuck if it made her uncomfortable or was weird. I wanted to devour her innocence - from her eyes down to her cunt.

Violet put her head back and started to rock her hips.

Her tits looked beautiful, so thick and full, her nipples jutting out like tiny little fingers giving me a thumbs up. I ran my hands up to her tits and cupped them nice and tight. She then put her right leg around to my back.

Good girl, babe.

I eased my tongue out of her sweet center and flirted down at the bottom of her pussy. I even went a little more than I should have, making her jump and groan, wondering just how fucking crazy I was.

It made me smile.

There was nothing quite like the taste of a woman. A taste that made me feel as alive as a shot of whiskey to an alcoholic. I was perfectly fine with my addiction and planned on drinking up until there was nothing left.

The moment my tongue swirled around her soft clit, her hips bucked harder than ever. She lifted up off the bed, balancing herself. She cried my name and reached for me with her left hand. I hurried to catch her wrist and slammed her own fingers down to her clit.

Violet looked down at me, her eyes wide. Her cheeks were flushed.

“What…”

“Come, Violet,” I ordered. “Right now. We can do this together.”

Her fingers shook as she rubbed her clit.

I took a few seconds to admire the beauty of it. How bad I was already starting to ruin her. Then again, she’d been the one with the vibrator, right? In my mind, I laughed. If she was sticking that little thing up her pussy, she was in for a rude awakening when she finally would take my monster of a cock.

“Mason, shit,” she groaned. “I feel it. Right there…”

“Tell me,” I said. “Tell me what you’re going to do. Right fucking now.”

“I’m going… to…”

My tongue licked her. Bottom to top. I flirted with her fingers, too. I grabbed at her fingers as she rubbed her clit. I pulled them into my mouth, sucking off the fresh honey.

Fuck, she tasted so fucking good.

I pulled away with a wet popping sound.

“Tell me right now, Violet,” I ordered. “Or I’m going to walk the fuck out of the room. You know you’d rather have my tongue than your fucking fingers.”

“Shit,” she groaned. “Yes. I'm going to come! Mason! I'm going to come… please… don’t stop!”

Her voice bounced off her walls, just the way I wanted it to do. Unleashing the naughty feral vixen that had been sheltered inside her for so long.

I didn’t plan on stopping. I was only getting started with her.

I moved my hands to her ass and held her nice and tight, keeping her off the bed. Her hands clutched at the bedsheets, pulling at them as she started to come. The flood of warm honey was the best meal I’d had all fucking day. A perfect midnight snack to have.

My tongue fluttered with speed, splashing her wetness all over my lips, chin, between her thighs. She made a mess and I was the one in control of it.

I closed my mouth around her soft and tender labia, suckling against her. My tongue flirted with her puckering cunt, feeling her body doing its beautiful job of squeezing out every last droplet of honey it could.

When I had my fill, I kissed up her mound and left a nice wet trail of her own orgasm to glisten.

Her ass lowered to the bed, but her hands were still holding the sheets tight.

I rose up and then stood there before her, just like I had done before I began.

Her eyes met mine and I reached for my cock.

Tonight, the devil was going to be kind. I wasn’t going to fuck her. I wasn’t going to rip that innocent cherry open. Not tonight.

But now it was my turn to come.

* * *

I stroked myself, feeling my balls tightening as I stared down at Violet. She was beautiful, innocent, the opposite image of myself. I was everything wrong, she was everything right. If I was the devil, she was purest fucking angel… and she was about to get smothered in the devil’s desire.

I reached down and grabbed her right hand. I pulled at her and leaned over the bed a little. I replaced my hand with hers and then made fists, putting them to the bed. Her lips quivered and eyes went wide as her fingers began to explore the sheer length of my cock. She could have spent all night exploring, but I wasn’t in the mood for that bullshit.

“Now,” I ordered her. “Make me come all over you.”

Her mouth made an O shape. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to say oh shit or she was trying to say oh no.

Either way, she was about to get covered with my cum.

Her hand slid up my shaft, stopping just below the tip of my cock. That ridge was fucking sensitive as hell and that’s where the magic really happened. Getting jerked off along my shaft and down at my root was one thing. Any guy could hang for a while there. But once a woman got to the head and knew how to work that skin, it was game over.

I groaned as my balls loaded up nice and tight. Like a fucking gun ready to shoot for the kill.

I leaned down and crashed my mouth to Violet’s. For a second she tried to get away, worried about tasting her own pussy. Too late for that, babe.

We kissed wildly for a few seconds before I broke it.

I needed to take easy care of Violet. A kiss like that could leave lasting implications. We weren’t going to become friends. We weren’t going to become lovers. I was going to work her pink plump pussy until my cock was buried to the hilt. Then I would be out for good.

I’d go back to being her asshole neighbor and anytime I looked at her I’d picture her naked, screaming my name.

I looked down at my cock and knew I was just seconds away.

“Look down,” I said. “See what you fucking did.”

I stood back up, my legs pressing against the bed.

My cock started to throb, pulsing, pushing my cum to the tip.

I sucked in a breath and let out growl as I started to release.

The first wild spurt of my warm jizz blasted all the way to her chest. Glistening cream, almost looking like lotion.

Violet gasped.

The second spurt was just about the same.

Then she groaned.

Her hand rolled over the tip of my cock, collecting the third shot of cum. She was fucking masterful as she smeared my own release down my shaft and used it to jerk me off. I grunted each time my cock pulsed, dripping more and more cum all over her. I filled her belly button. I left a pool on her bare mound.

There were even a few stray drops that were just a centimeter away from her pink flesh.

I wondered if any man’s cum had come that close to her cunt before.

I gritted my teeth as she finished me off, slowing when I stopped shooting my load at her.

When I was done, I grabbed her wrist and peeled her away from me.

“Don’t fucking move, babe,” I said.

I grabbed my jeans and hiked them back up. I didn’t give a shit about cleaning myself up right then. I went to the bathroom and got her a towel. When I returned to the bedroom she hadn’t moved an inch.

She was in processing mode. Trying to figure out how my tongue could do what it had just done. And figuring out when she would feel it again. After that, she’d wonder how she could ever fit my dick inside her. It would scare her, but make her wet at the same time.

I dropped the towel on her stomach.

“I’m going to grab a drink,” I said. “Need anything?”

“This is my apartment,” she finally spoke.

“Not tonight,” I said. “I own this place and everything inside it… including you.”

She let out a gasp. “Fuck you, Mason.”

“You’re allowed to put on a shirt. Nothing else.”

“You’re staying here?”

“I’m not going home,” I said.

I left the bedroom, giving her time to herself. Truth was, I needed to get the fuck away. I should have right then just left and went home. Better yet, I should have gone to the shop and slept there. This innocent virgin shit was driving a stake through my heart. Violet had become something of the ultimate prize. I wanted her cherry. I wanted to see her face the first time she took a dick. I wanted to see her climb up on me and learn how to ride a dick.

I went to the kitchen sink and splashed cold water on my face. Then I opened my jeans and flicked some water down at my dick. I needed to ease up a little.

I rubbed my jaw and started to walk back toward the bedroom. I detoured when I saw her laptop sitting right there in the open. Something told me she was so nice and trusting she wouldn’t have a password on it. Why the fuck did that matter to me? I didn’t know. Why the fuck was this chick driving me nuts? I didn’t know.

As I peeled her laptop open I shook my head.

My plan in life was simple.

Flirt. Fuck. Then get the fuck out.

Nowhere in that plan was there exploring thoughts, feelings, or a goddamn laptop.

The screen turned on. No password needed.

I was surprised as I stared at a picture of a doofus looking guy with a girl. The girl wore a big ass diamond ring. The guy had a perfect little haircut, parted to the side. The good boy quarterback kind of smile with a freshly shaved jaw.

I looked to the bedroom door.

Then back to the screen.

Then to the bottle of wine on the table.

The pieces were all in the open now.

This douche on the screen broke Violet’s heart. This douche set her back for years. She had no idea how to fucking function in a social or sexual setting because of this douche. And now he was engaged.

So he made Violet a mess and I was the one cleaning it up.

I shut the laptop and stood up.

I refused to ask. To get involved.

No fucking way.

If Violet was a mess… and I was cleaning it up… I was going to fucking enjoy myself the entire time.

* * *

I slithered up behind her and put my arm around her. I quickly then pulled away. She grabbed for me. I let her get hold of a finger and felt her tugging. If I held her while she slept…

I broke away and reached for the bottom of the shirt.

“Did you listen to me?” I asked.

“Find out,” Violet whispered.

I peeled the shirt up and touched smooth, bare skin.

“Good girl.”

The tips of my fingers crept down, sliding against her warmth. I pressed two fingers against her rose petals, opening them with ease.

She shuddered and sighed. “Mason…”

“One more for the road,” I whispered.

I then started to kiss her neck. My fingers kept going, pressing deeper into her. Slowly, I pressed my body tighter to hers, putting her almost on her belly.

She tried to thrust, but I was far more powerful than her. My fingers went wild against her tender clit. Moving left to right, up and down, like I was frustrated trying to rip something out of her. Maybe I was. Or maybe I just wanted to hear her scream my name one last time for the night.

Violet had her head to the right, her hair in her face. The harder she breathed, the more her hair danced.

“Come on, babe,” I growled. “Come again. Right now.”

I moved a little so she could feel the thickness of my cock pressing against my jeans. Fuck, it took so much out of me not to rip my jeans open, prop her up on her knees, her ass in the air, and just fuck her. I could rip through that innocence before she knew what was going on. Then she’d never have to worry about it again. If anything, I’d be doing her a favor.

I dug my fingers harder against her clit. I twisted like I was trying to open a broken lock. I put my face into her hair, smelling her, grunting each time my fingers curled, spreading her warm honey all over her cunt and her bed.

“Mason,” she purred. “Shit…”

Her right hand shot out. She punched an alarm clock on the nightstand. Her hand grabbed the back of the nightstand and she wrestled with me for more room.

Nope.

Turning her head, she put her face into the pillow.

She started to come, her legs and hips finding more strength than she knew she had. I eased my body away just enough to give her some room. She jumped on her knees on her own, rocking back and forth as my fingers coaxed all the sweetness out of her body.

My dick was raging, wanting it all.

I came forward and gently placed a kiss to her left ass cheek.

Then I put her back down on the bed. I ran my fingers across her belly and to her back, leaving her own orgasm as a reminder of what her asshole neighbor could do to her.

I fucking loved the power.

I remained on my knees as I watched Violet succumb to the pleasure and the tiredness that came with coming like she had done.

I placed my hand to her back and pulled at the shirt, pulling it down over her bare ass. Then I climbed out of the bed and grabbed the covers. I covered her up and stood there watching her.

These were certainly uncharted waters for me. A sliver of my heart gave a damn. Only because of the innocence though. Because at one point in life we were all innocent. Even me, the devil. I wasn’t born that way, time made me that way. And no matter how much anyone tried to help me, the devil always rose up to win.

I grabbed my shit and left the apartment.

I wasn’t going to hold her all night. I wasn’t going to go down on her in the morning. I wasn’t going to make her fucking pancakes and then ask what she wanted to do for the day.

Fuck that.

I was still an asshole. And I needed her to keep hating me.

It was the only way she wouldn’t get hurt in this mess.