Stacy
“No talking Stacy, remember.”
“I change my mind.” I didn’t know how else to say it. I didn’t want to do this in silence and I was losing all of the courage that I had found when I told him to take me back to my place and see what happens. Now I think that what was going to happen was not at all what I was going to want.
“You can’t. You are mine, remember?”
I shook my head and refused his words. I could say no. “I don’t know Chris. I am just… I don’t know.”
There was no way that I was going to get anything coherent out. How could I explain how I was feeling when I had no reference to go off of. I had never felt this way before and I was now far more worried about what happened next, then in the moment. I didn’t want to give it all away if this was only one night. My mind had settled a little bit and as long as his hands weren’t on me, I would be able to think. Thinking was half the problem I found with Chris.
“You are okay. You are with me and Stacy I am going to make you feel so good. Stop worrying and turn your mind off. I just want you to feel. That is what you need to do.”
It sounded all so simple. Just give it all to him and let Chris make all of the decisions. Not only did it sound too simple, it was something that I wanted to do badly. I didn’t want to think anymore and if there would have been a way to switch my brain off, I would have used it. But there wasn’t and I was left shaking.
His kiss silenced my lips and soon silenced my mind altogether. The same waves of pleasure ran through me like they had before and I was left gasping in need. I needed him more than I cared to admit and the ‘what next’ was finally not yelling out anymore. Right now was the only thing that mattered.
Chris pushed me towards the bedroom and I felt the bed on the back of my legs. Chris didn’t stop and I fell back. He quickly covered my body and I felt the possessiveness in his touch. His hands and lips were everywhere and before long I could feel my clothes being dragged off of me.
My eyes opened to find him staring down at me in such a way. I didn’t know how to take it, but I knew that I was going to have to get it together. This was a moment that I wanted to remember for the rest of my life.
“Look at me Stacy. I want to see you.”
He could see me, but I couldn’t think of anything to say, let alone anything that was remotely clever. All I was worried about was what came next. I wanted his hands and his mouth back on my hot body. It was overheating for him, knowing what was to come. There was no preparation as he mouth became hungry and moved down my chest. He smooshed my tits together and licked between them, never touching the nipples. As he moved lower with his mouth, towards my waist and hips, the trembling intensified. His fingers started to roll my nipples between his digits, shooting strong feelings of pleasure through me. I didn’t know what to do, but close my eyes and raise my hips as his hot mouth got closer.
“Please Chris!”
I couldn’t wait anymore and I lifted up several times to get closer to his face. I knew that I wanted his hungry mouth on me. It had to feel better than his fingers and just the hot breath of his was driving me crazy. I grabbed a handful of his dark hair and pulled him closer to me. “Please Chris!”
He chuckled and pulled away as his fingers continued to play with my nipples, rubbing and twisting them till it was hard to look straight. My body tightened up with need and when I felt his other hand move down between my legs, I whimpered with the touch. It was more than I could handle, more than I wanted to handle and I felt like I was about to lose it right then and there.
My grip didn’t matter as he feasted on me. Chris grabbed me around my hips and wouldn’t let me go. His mouth and tongue moved in unison, giving me more pleasure than I could ever hope for. I cried out his name over and over again as each wave of pleasure went through me.
My pleas for him to finish me off quickly became pleas letting him know that I couldn’t take anymore. I just couldn’t come anymore, no matter how much I wanted to. I was tapped out and my body hurt from tightening up so many times.
“Please Chris, I can’t.”
He shook his head and lifted up from between my legs. “Then why are you still holding me down here? I thought you wanted more.”
I was able to breathe finally and I didn’t understand what it was that he was doing now. As he stood up in front of the bed, I got to see the hard lump in his pants that I knew was because of me. He wanted me and the realization that we were just getting started hit me.
Chris removed his clothes slowly, or it looked super slow to me at the minute, like everything around me was in slow motion. His hard body came into view and the hard length that I saw in his slacks was now standing hard and proud in front of me. He was much larger than I thought he would be and my hand was itching to touch it. Sitting up on the edge of the bed, I moved to get closer to the hardness in front of me. For being so rigid, it looked smooth to the touch.
Leaning over towards him, I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to touch the tip of his dick. It was smooth in my mouth and the skin was soft. It was a little salty to taste, but I opened up and took the head into my mouth. I wanted to get a better taste and I was filled up with his salty pre-cum.
“Damn it Stacy. I don’t think I can take seeing your little mouth on my cock. Your lips look so sweet wrapped around my shaft. Can you take him all?”
I took it as a challenge and moved forward a little more off of the bed and took as much of him into my mouth and down my throat as I could. It wasn’t as much as I had expected. I was only able to get about half of it into my mouth before I was gagging and having to move back to let it back out. It jerked in my throat as I was moving out and it wasn’t helping matters. I gagged again, but quickly wanted him back into my mouth. I liked the way he groaned when I had him in my mouth.
There was a power in pleasuring him and every flick of my tongue and press of my lips brought him more and more under my spell. I liked that I could please him in such a way. But my fun was cut short when Chris grabbed me up and pulled me to my feet. “We aren’t going to do this anymore.”
I whimpered as he smashed his lips against mine in a passionate kiss. I could taste myself on him and I wondered the same for him. I tasted sweet and far different than his own salty discharge.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s time to give me what I really want Stacy and that is not it, although you have a mouth like an angel.”
I blushed at his words and I didn’t know what to say. There was a part of me that wanted to put him back in my mouth and the other part of me was far too worried about how he was going to fit inside of me anywhere else. It just didn’t make any sense and there was nothing I could do but tremble in his arms and wait. I don’t know what I was waiting for, but I knew that it was going to happen soon. Chris’ cock was grinding against me and I could feel it trying to find a place to enter.
“You are shaking Stacy.”
“You are huge Chris.”
He chuckled and told me that he was average. I didn’t really believe him, even though I didn’t have anything really to go off of. I had to believe him in a way. He was the only reference that I had.
“Come on Stacy. It is going to be fine. You like what I do to you, don’t you?”
I nodded my head because there was no denying the pleasure that he could give me. I wanted more of it right now and the more I thought about it, the more I wasn’t as afraid. He had always made me feel good, even when I didn’t want him to and I had fought it tooth and nail. But there was no denying Chris, not in any way. I was his and even though it was only for one night, I wanted to be his for that short period of time. I knew then in that moment that I would never meet another man like Chris. It was once in a lifetime, no matter how painful the aftermath was going to be.
“The problem is Stacy, you are just thinking too hard about it. Maybe you just need to stop thinking, if just for a little while Stacy. I will think enough for both of us.”
I agreed, but I wasn’t sure if my heart was in the answer. How could I not think?
Chris moved down to give me another kiss and I melted against him. The mind that I didn’t think was going to be able to forget what was going on and what was going to happen next, quickly forgot everything but the touch of the man in front of me. Every time he touched me I lost my thoughts on everything else but him and this was no different. This time around, I wasn’t able to be anywhere in my mind but in the here and now.
He pulled me into the bed next to him and pulled my body on top of his. I had to straddle his thighs to get myself upright, but Chris was quickly pulling me back down for another kiss. I melted against his body, sure that I was going to turn into liquid at any minute. His hands were touching all over me, but it was his mouth that I couldn’t get away from. He felt too good and the more he touched me, the more I was ready for him to touch me again and give me what it was that I really wanted. I wanted him inside of me and that was the end of it. I wasn’t going to be complete until I had him inside of me and we were made once more.
My body shook on top of him and his hands were rubbing my hips over his hardness, over and over again. He knew exactly what he was doing and each push down on his length, pushed it inside just a little bit. It made me jump and one time that I was grinding down on him, I could feel the pleasure that has to come. I was ready for him to be inside of me, but when I felt the head of him starting to push up against me and the sensitive core, I yelped and pulled back. How could I want something so much that was going to hurt so much? It just didn’t make sense.
Chris kissed me, trying to get me to relax so I wouldn’t be so nervous. I was fine until I felt his hard rod on me. There was nothing else that I could do but try to forget. As his lips and tongue teased into my mouth, I was left with a feeling of want again. I was quickly forgetting why I had gotten nervous to begin with.
Then I felt the hardness back against my core and I knew why I was nervous. He was huge, my jaw still hurt from stretching to accommodate him. Nothing I did was going to change that.
Chris pressed in slowly and I could feel the painful pressure of before. It was too much and I pushed back against his chest, trying to get him to see that it was just too much. Surely he could see that. “It won’t fit Chris.”
“It will fit. You have to trust me. You trust me, don’t you?”
I shook my head that I did, but there was still a part of me that wasn’t so sure about that. “I do trust you Chris. I don’t know why, but I do.”
“Then trust me now.”
I said that I would, but I certainly didn’t want to. If I would have known what an agreement would have meant, I would have said that I didn’t.
He pushed forward in one go and broke my innocence once and for all. I felt it rip and it hurt more than I thought it would. I blinked back moisture in my eyes and looked down at him.
“Just wait a minute and it will start to feel good.”
I didn’t believe him and I figured that he really had no idea anyways because he obviously didn’t have any real experience. But he as right and it didn’t even take a minute. Before long I was starting to wiggle on top of him, testing how it felt for him to be inside of me. It felt strange and good all at the same time. In a way I felt like he had infiltrated my body and we were now one.
“How about now?”
I felt shy and I couldn’t look at him, but he surged upwards and made me gasp, as well as getting me looking at him. “Does that feel good?”
I shook my head quickly and pushed my weight down on him so that he would be inside of me more. I already knew that I liked the feel of him inside of me way too much. It felt too good and I was starting to understand why so much was done in the name of love. I had a strong inclination now that it wasn’t love that it was done for, but the physical part.
His hands went to my breasts and I braced myself against him as well as I could. Every move underneath me took my breath away and when he didn’t move upwards enough, I was so in need that I started to push down on him myself. “Please Chris.”
Chris chuckled and told me that I was impatient. I didn’t care what he said or what he thought. I was impatient because I knew there was more. I knew that there were waves of pleasure in my future and he was going to give that to me.
“Lean over here and give me a kiss.”
I did as he asked and he held me down against him. I didn’t know what he was going to do, but it had me begging quickly and then calling his name out. He moved so fast and hard underneath me that I couldn’t stop the first headfirst fall into the abyss and I didn’t want to. It felt good. He felt amazing and I felt my pleasure run down my inner thighs.
“God, you feel so good Stacy. I knew that you would be perfect. I just didn’t know you would be so damn tight.”
I squeezed the penetration with his words and he gasped when I did it. I liked the feel of power again and it slowed him down inside of me. The heavy thrusting upwards toned down quite a bit and I was able to practice squeezing and pleasing Chris as best as I could.
“You have to stop Stacy, or I am not going to be able to go on much longer.”
I giggled, like he had laughed at me when I had said almost the exact same thing. I moved off of his chest and sat up fully. Another inch that wasn’t inside of me before pushed me over the edge and I shook on top of him. Every wave of pleasure came with a clamp of my insides around his hard cock. He groaned every time I did it and the more he tried to fight it, the harder I tried to push him over the edge. It only seemed fair since he had done it to me so many times before.
Chris called out my name as a gruff groan and I couldn’t imagine that I was going to be able to take the sudden surge of need inside of me. His sticky cum filled up every last bit of me and started to ooze out from around where he was inside of me. I was too full and I rose up off of him to relieve all of the pressure. His cock was wet with our fluids and steaming in the air conditioning.
“Damn Stacy. That was….”
Yeah, I felt about the same way. It was almost impossible to put it all in words.
***
The next morning, it was hard to look at Chris. I was up before him and I watched him sleep for a while. It was strange to see his face so relaxed. When he was awake it never was and last night, I don’t remember much beyond coming more than I thought was humanely possible. It didn’t seem to matter what he did, everything felt so good.
Finally I got out of bed as quietly as I could and went to the bathroom. I tiptoed my way into there and almost jumped when the phone in my hand rang loudly. The sound echoed off of the tile in the room and it made it so much louder than it should have been. Everything was magnified and I struggled to answer it to shut the sound off. I needed time to get myself together before Chris got up. I wasn’t ready to face him right now, not after what happened between us last night.
“Hello?” My voice was a strained whisper.
“Stacy? This is Keenan. I was wondering if you could come in today. I have a meeting that I have to fly to Houston for and you seem to do well facilitating with clients. Do you think you can make it? I can try to have you back by tonight if I have to.”
“Sure Keenan. What time?” I was hoping that I have time to get ready, have the conversation with Chris that I was supposed to have, but when Keenan told me that he was going to be over in ten minutes to pick me up, I knew that there wasn’t going to be any time for any of that. I was going to be lucky to get a shower and a fresh pair of clothes on in that short amount of time.
“Okay Keenan. I am going to jump in the shower and I will try to be ready when you get here.”
“Thanks Stacy. You’re a life saver.”
I told him that it was no problem. Maybe it was for the best because I didn’t want to have the ‘talk’ with Chris right now anyways. I wasn’t ready and if he didn’t want to talk at all, I knew I was going to be crushed. I didn’t see how I was going to get out of it the way I was going.
So I got in the shower and tried to pretend that everything was going to be okay. I wasn’t sure if that was true, but I was clinging to the hope that it would be true at some point.
I took my time, my body a little sore, even though I knew that my boss was coming. It was going to be a long day and it wasn’t even nine o’ clock in the morning yet.