“Hey there,” says Dan, suddenly in front of me.

“Which movie?” I say automatically, without thinking, and then burst into laughter.

“You really want to sell movies, eh?” says Dan.

“I guess so,” I say. “I’m just programmed to say that now.”

“Anyway,” says Dan. “I just wanted to stop by and say hi.”

“Hi,” I say, dumbly. That was a dumb thing to say, I think to myself.

But he’s still here talking to me, still staring right into my eyes through the plate glass window.

“You’re so beautiful,” says Dan.

“Thanks,” I say, grinning.

“We still on for tonight?” says Dan.

I nod shyly, but with a grin on my face.

Dan buys a ticket to some action flick, which I’ve already forgotten the name of, since the movies all seem to blend together, and he disappears into the theater and I lose track of him.

The shift seems like it goes on forever and ever, and then of course there’s the second shift coming around to ram me in the back. Even though I’m expecting it, it’s tough.

I check my cell phone for the time when I’m finally done, and groan as I see that I’m late for meeting Dan. This is the one thing I was looking forward to. “Look forward to,” doesn’t really cover it. More like dying to have his huge cock inside me…

The whole place is mopped, the windows spotless, all the cash deposited in the safe. I’m sweating from the exertion and I step outside into the dark night, locking the theater behind me. I get chills on my skin from the cooling sweat.

“Hey there, stranger,” says Dan, from where he’s leaning against the theater’s outdoor brick wall.

He startles me, and I almost jump out of my skin.

“Shit, you scared me,” I say, my heart pounding in my chest.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard Ms. Chloe swear ever,” says Dan.

I laugh. “I can say a lot more,” I say. “Why’d you call me Ms. Chloe?”

He shrugs. “Just seemed funny.”

I laugh again.

“So we still on for tonight?” says Dan.

I laugh. “Of course,” I say. “If you still are, that is.”

“What do you mean by that?” says Dan. “I’ve been waiting for it all day.”

I suddenly feel nervous. There’s no chance that we’ll be interrupted this time. No chance that anything can go wrong.

But this is what I want. I want Dan.

Just standing here in the cold, so close to his body, it turns me on like nothing else. His body awakens my body… I want him like nothing else I’ve ever wanted, like nothing else I’ve ever yearned or longed for.

“Did you stay here the whole time?” I say. “You came to the ticket window like 9 hours ago, during my first shift.”

“I saw a couple movies,” chuckles Dan, showing me his one ticket stub.

I laugh. “You bastard!” I say. “You cheated the movie theater, didn’t you? Sneaking into movie after movie?”

Dan shrugs and gives me a cheeky smile. “I just wanted to be close to you.”

I slap him on the arm, giggling.

“Whose car should we take?” he says.

I think for a moment.

“I guess we should both drive,” I say. “I’ll follow you to the hotel, OK? I can’t have my car staying here in front of the theater all night. People will ask questions.”

We kiss briefly, but it’s still hot and heavy and passionate, before saying goodbye.

I follow him in his car along the dark roads, towards the hotel on the outskirts of the town, out towards where the mall is.

It’s darker out here, with less streetlights. I can see the stars above, but I’m not thinking about that. I’m not thinking about my job or my parents or that I’m not in college like I should be, considering I was top of my class.

I’m not thinking about any of that. I’m thinking about Dan, and only Dan.

I’m thinking about his body, his hard muscles, the way he looks at me, the way his arms feel around me. And I’m thinking about how his huge cock is going to feel inside me.

The drive goes by as if in a daydream, me imagining what Dan’s going to do to me, how it’s going to feel. I’m already ready, my body already hot and ready for him by the time we pull into the parking lot.

We check in together, holding hands, giggling because we don’t have any luggage.

“I’m embarrassed,” I say, rushing down the hallway with Dan away from reception.

“Who cares what they think?” says Dan, putting his arm around me.

The moment that he puts the keycard in the door feels momentous to me. It feels as if time is standing still.

I have a brief worry flash through me: this feels like a huge moment for me. I hope it does for him too. Or is he used to this kind of thing? Is this just some fun he’s having for Thanksgiving, while at home on vacation? Is he going to return to school and do just the same exact thing with a hundred other girls, who all love him because he’s a football star?

But the worries vanish as we enter the room.

To me, compared to my run down old house, this simple hotel room is luxurious.

I flop on the bed and Dan stands in front of me, smiling down at me.

“Let me see that big cock of yours,” I say, my eyes surely twinkling as I say it.

Dan chuckles. “I didn’t think you could talk like that,” he says.

“I bet there are a lot of things I can do that you don’t know,” I say, in my best seductive tones.

Dan falls on top of me. It feels perfect having his body over me. I open my legs and even though we’re fully clothed, he lies between my legs. I wrap them around him as we make out.

His hands are on my sides, moving gently.

Slowly, his hands move towards my breasts.

“I want you so much,” I say, breathless. “I want you inside me already.”

Dan doesn’t need to hear it twice.

“I wanted it to be slow,” I say in a frantic whisper. “But now that you’re here I just can’t wait.”

I’m not sure what I’m saying makes sense because of how excited I am, how much I want his cock.

I reach underneath him, squishing my hands between both of our bodies, and I reach into his pants without unzipping them and grab his cock in my hands.

It’s even bigger than I remember it and harder.

I gasp as I squeeze it and we continue to make out heavily.

Now, Dan’s mouth is moving down my neck, kissing me gently, nibbling at my ear.

But I want it to go faster. And he does too. I can’t wait. I’m simply too desperate.

We’re throwing our clothes off, trying to get out of them as fast as we can, separating our bodies for the brief moments that we need to be apart in order to take our clothes off.

I’ve got my clothes off first and Dan’s sitting up on the bed now, and I unzip his pants and pull out his cock.

Since we’ve in the sitting up position, I figure I might as well go down on him. His cock draws my mouth towards it like a magnet, after all.

I put my hands flat on his thick, muscular thighs and I swallow up his cock.

“That feels so good,” growls Dan, his voice having grown intensely deep and masculine.

He starts thrusting into my mouth, picking his muscular ass off the bed to do so, as I bend over him, my naked breasts falling against his legs.

I use one hand to massage the base of his cock, gently and now harder.

“I need you inside me,” I say.

“You can’t get enough of me, can you?” growls Dan, looking me dead in the eyes, as I stare up at him with his cock in my mouth.

I shake my head guiltily and grin at him with my eyes.

“But first,” says Dan. “I’m going to have to taste you. Get on the bed on your back.”

It’s a struggle to take his cock out of my mouth. After all, his cock is throbbing, pulsating in my mouth, and I’ve never tasted anything so good. He smells musky, and his cock tastes salty and manly. Something about it just calls to me… just drives me wild with how much of a man he is.

He’s gripping my legs with his hands now, and his head is between my legs, which are spread wide apart. I’m flat on my back on the cushy mattress that’s more luxurious than anything I’m used to.

But I’m not aware of the mattress or the room around me. All I’m aware of is Dan’s head between my legs, and his tongue getting closer and closer to my pussy.

He’s running his tongue up my thighs delicately, and now he makes the lightest contact with the area just outside…

His tongue is moving in different ways, and I never know what to expect. He’s moving lightly though, always making just enough contact, using his tongue expertly and gently. He’s not trying to use his tongue as an object of penetration, and he’s not just lapping at me. He’s being gentle and subtle, listening and understanding my body and responding to it, responding to every movement and breath I make.

I gasp as his tongue touches upon my most delicate spot, making light passes, constantly changing the way he uses it.

I’m breathing heavily now, my breasts rising and falling. My back is arching involuntarily and my eyes close as my head looks backwards towards the ceiling.

“Oh, Dan,” I moan, completely involuntarily.

I’ve never felt this much pleasure before, and I’ve never felt this much longing for someone.

Dan has it all…the hot body, the muscles, the huge cock, the technique, the passion, and the most important thing of all—that inexplicable thing that I can’t describe. There’s just something special about him that I can’t place. Oh, there’s also the way he looks at me, the way he kisses me, and the way he licks me. I know for sure that he wants me more than anyone else he’s ever wanted. His whole body just sends this message.

Just as I think the pleasure can’t increase anymore, just as I’m starting to completely forget the outside world forever, Dan takes it up a notch. He puts a finger inside me, delicately at first. Now he’s moving it back and forth and curling his finger inside me, making me cringe with pleasure that shoots through me.

“I’m going to come,” I moan. “I’m going to come, Dan,” I say. I want to warn him. I want him to put his cock into me now, because I’ve never come more than once during sex, ever. In fact, I’m not even sure I’ve actually had a proper orgasm before. If I have, they were few and very far between.

“Good,” growls Dan, taking his tongue away from me for just a second. “I want you to come. Come hard for me, baby.”

That sends me over the edge. He wants me to come! No one else has ever expressed a serious interest in making me feel good. The other guy (yeah, there might have only been one, although I’m a little embarrassed to admit it, considering what the other girls my age I know have been up to) had a cursory interest in making me feel good. But it stopped at that, and the most important thing for the other guy was just to get his dick wet, just to get it inside me, just to fill his condom with his come.

It was disappointing, to say the least.

Dan’s nothing like that at all. Dan’s everything I could have dreamed up.

Time seems to slow down as I approach orgasm. The waves of pleasure are only increasing, and I know that I’m reaching the peak now. Quite soon… Just a couple more seconds.

Dan’s licking me furiously now, in exactly the right way.

My entire body is writhing and he clamps his strong hands around my thighs to hold my legs in place so that he can keep licking me, so that he can keep driving me wild.

I come, the orgasm exploding through me, sending shivers down my spine. It makes me feel so many sensations at once. A warm bubble gum feeling erupts in my chest and around my groin. It absolutely explodes in pleasure.

My eyes close involuntarily. The last thing I see is Dan’s face buried between my legs. But my vision was getting intensely blurry with the orgasm. No point in keeping my eyes open, even if I could.

The orgasm doesn’t end, it just dies down. My moans and screams echo through the room until the pleasure finally decreases enough that I can speak over my own noises. My heart is beating as fast as it can. My breathing is rapid. My body feels… different.

Was this my first real orgasm?

When I can finally speak again, I only have one thing to say. “I need your cock inside me,” I say.

Dan flashes me a grin.

He’s taking a condom from his pants on the floor. He’s not fumbling with it at all. He pulls it up and unwraps it onto his cock expertly.

“I like it,” I say, giggling. It’s a bright blue condom, but his cock looks just as sexy with it on.

His cock is harder than it was yesterday, and, if possible, even bigger. The head is enormous.

I’ve got my hand on it now, wrapping my fist around the condom. There’s a bit of lube on it, and my hand moves up and down his huge shaft easily.

“Back on your back,” growls Dan.

I get onto my back, because I was sitting up a little in order to fondle his cock.

I spread my legs wide open. I’m as ready as I ever have been for cock, for Dan’s cock.

The head pushes up against me, and that alone makes me groan, just this slight contact. His cock is impossibly hard, impossibly swollen.

Dan grunts as he pushes his cock slowly into me.

Holy fuck!

It fills me up in ways I could have never possibly imagined.

It’s hugely thick. I was underestimating the girth of his cock when it was outside me, even when I had my hand on it.

“Oh, Dan,” I moan, unable to say anything else.

My moans must tell the whole story though.

I’ve got a hand on my breast, massaging it, and now Dan’s strong hand comes down and works at my breast too, moving it somehow in just the ways I like, playing with my nipple.

Dan’s huge, muscular body feels so good on top of me. He’s holding some of his weight up with one of his hands, but he lets much of his weight fall onto me, and it feels good, delicious. I feel secure underneath him. His chiseled abdominal muscles are writhing as he thrusts his hips, pumping his cock slowly into me.

Slowly, in time with my moans, he continues to thrust into me, and now he starts picking up the pace, impossibly slowly in a way that drives me crazy.

The pleasure waves are coursing through me, from the tips of my toes to the ends of my hair, pulsating through me in every which way.

Dan’s pumping his cock into me faster now, and soon he’s going full speed.

The pleasure is intense. I can’t believe it feels this good. It was nothing like this before. This is something completely different, a completely different sexual world.

Dan’s grunting and saying hot things to me.

He’s leaning down, his head nestled next to my neck and my ear. He’s whispering into my ear.

“I love fucking you, baby,” he says, his voice throaty and deep.

All I can do is moan and bite his neck slightly.

He doesn’t let up his fucking.

My body is rocking back and forth with his thrusting.

“I’m going to turn over,” I manage to say between my moans.

“I hope you’re going to make even more noises like this,” growls Dan, referencing my screams and my moans.

I’m flat on my stomach, my breasts pressed into the bed.

Dan’s above me, my legs squeezed together. I can feel his heavy weight on me even as he supports himself on his elbows.

“Oh shit,” says Dan suddenly, in a worried tone.

“What is it?” I say, my voice low and full of pleasure. I just want his cock back inside me. My body is craving it, dying for it.

“The condom tore,” says Dan. “I’ve never had this happen before.”

I want his cock so much. I can’t believe he’s worried about such a silly thing as a little condom.

“It’s fine,” I say. “Don’t worry about it.”

“You’re sure?” says Dan, a greedy tone to his voice.

“Just do it,” I say.

I don’t think I can get pregnant. After all, there are only a couple days a month that I’d be fertile, right? Only a couple days a month that I could get pregnant. What are the chances?

It’s not like I track my cycles, but it’s been a while since my period, so that’s good, right? I suddenly wish I’d paid a little more attention in health class. I can’t remember exactly how that all works, the fertility cycles and everything.

But the thought only lasts a brief second and then it’s gone. The only thing I can think about is Dan’s massive cock and getting it back inside me. Plus, it’s going to feel even better without the condom, I’m sure of it. I’ve never had sex before without a condom but I’m dying for it, breathless for his naked cock to be inside, waiting and longing for our naked flesh to touch so closely.

“It’s fine,” I say, moaning. “Put it in, Dan, baby. I need to have your cock inside me. Take off the condom.”

Dan pulls off the remains of the condom with a snap and I hear it lightly hitting the carpet of the hotel floor.

The next moment Dan’s naked cock is inside me from behind. Oh my God! It feels even better than it did when I was on my back.

He’s hitting a completely different spot. Maybe this is the G-spot, the famous and mystical and possibly mythical G-spot that I’ve heard so much about but never thought actually existed, at least not in me.

Another powerful thrust later, with all of Dan’s weight and muscular power behind it, and there’s no doubt in my mind that this is the fabled G-spot he’s hitting.

Dan is grunting and growling as he thrusts into me from behind.

His condom-less cock is everything I could have imagined and a lot more. It’s ridiculously smooth inside me, and he’s going ridiculously fast and hard, putting all his power into it with each thrust, despite how fast they are.

The orgasm in me is building.

My moans have turned into screams. There’s nothing like this…

My vision is starting to blur around the edges. All I can see is the covers of the hotel bed in front of me, but I’ve completely forgotten where we are, that we’re in a hotel, that I’m on a hotel bed. None of those things matter now. They’re just superficial details. The only important thing is that Dan is inside me, that his huge cock is inside me and that he’s pounding away with all his might.

My toes curl and my back arches against his weight.

I turn my head to look at him. He kisses me deeply, and in this moment I start to come out of nowhere. This is much, much more intense than the last orgasm, the sensations flooding through me, completely filling up my body.

Dan’s pounding and pounding into me. I’d say he’s going frantically, because of how fast he’s thrusting, but he’s actually doing it so well and putting so much power behind it that I can’t call it frantic. In fact, he’s still incredibly deliberate, despite his speed.

My screams are echoing around the world. Dan’s hot breath, his rapid breathing, is sexy and right in my ear. He bites my ear gently and then licks it, and kisses my neck as my body rocks and writhes underneath his with the power of his thrusts.

It’s an incredible sensation getting pounded like this while still in the throes of an intense orgasm. There’s nothing like this in the world, I think to myself, my only coherent thought before the pleasure completely takes hold of me.

“I’m going to come,” grunts Dan. “I’m going to pull out.”

He doesn’t yet slow down. He’s waiting until the last minute. I know he can do it, I know he has the technique and the control to come outside on something else, and not inside me.

But in this moment the idea of his cock leaving me is painful. I never want this moment to end and I never want his cock to leave my body. I want his cock to stay hard and stay in my pussy, lodged deep inside me forever, until the end. I never want to part with him.

“No,” I cry out. “Don’t take it out. I want you to come in me. Come inside me, baby. It’s OK.”

Dan seems to hesitate for a moment, but then he grunts an “OK” before continuing his rapid and strong thrusts.

I’m at the tail end of my orgasm right now, if it even has one. It feels like the intense waves of pleasure are never going to end.

Dan gives me one final thrust as his cock starts to pulsate inside me, throbbing. I can feel every inch of it completely. I can feel the thick girth of it pulsating against me, the naked flesh feeling so, so good.

His cock erupts and floods me. His cock stays here, buried up to the base of his cock, shoved deep inside me, as deep as it can go.

I love being filled up completely like this, his cock not only stretching me with its girth, but penetrating me deeper and farther than anything I could have imagined.

I love the feeling of it as he shoots load after load of come into me, depositing his seed deep inside me.