“What is it—”
“Suck my dick,” I tell her. “Get back on your hands and knees and suck your cunt juices off my dick.”
Addison eyes me for a moment as if seeing if I’m being serious.
“Go on, little kitten,” I tell her.
Her eyes flash, and she licks her lips like the horny girl she is. Knowing how much she likes my cock makes me as hot as I’ve ever been, and I want to see her take more of it.
She crawls back slightly on her hands and knees to get herself in position.
“Stick that ass up in the air,” I tell her, and she complies, arching her back beautifully. She leans over my dick and I help her by gathering up her hair and holding it to the side—less to help her and more to help my view. She licks my cock—licks herself off my cock—then takes me in her mouth, moaning the whole way down. She pulls up and licks her lips again before taking me in further, sucking her juices from my dick. It’s by far the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Once I’ve decided she’s gotten enough of herself, I pull her back up. She crushes her mouth over mine and kisses me deeply while dangling her pussy just over my dick. I take myself in my hand, holding myself up like a gun, taking aim for her hole.
“No,” she says, and I freeze. She stands up, her pussy right near my face, the heavy scent of her arousal filling me up. “I’m tired of the floor.”
She turns around and walks away, her ass so fine as she goes that I’m left immobile for a moment. But once I see her climb on the bed not ten feet away, I realize how little progress I’ve made into her apartment since I got here, how small her whole place is, and how sexy she looks as she crawls on her bed, her ass aimed right at me.
She doesn’t need to tell me twice.
Addison
Rex makes me feel dirty in the sexiest way possible. Now that we’re going to have sex—which I guess we’ve already started, the taste of my own juices still on my tongue—I want it to be the old fashioned way—in bed.
He’s on me like lightening, grabbing me by my waist as I’m still doing my little crawl across the bed. He’s got me down on my stomach, rubbing his dick over my slit and kissing my neck.
“You are beyond the hottest girl I have ever known,” he says. I have to think that he knows that all these compliments gets me hotter, makes me feel bolder. I nudge my hips up, giving him more of my sex. He can take me now, and I think he’s going to, but instead he flips me over. “I want to watch your pretty face,” he tells me, “as you come on my dick for the first time.”
At that he pushes my legs open. He takes his dick in his hand and he slides into me slowly and gently. His fat dick stretches my walls impossibly, giving me a pleasurable ache as he pushes in as deep as his cock can go.
“Are you okay?” Rex asks me.
Nothing could be better, but the fact that he asked me makes me reach up to him. He leans on his forearm and looks into my eyes.
“Yes,” I say. I nudge my chin up for him to kiss me and he obligates, holding my face and sliding his tongue over mine as he pulls out and pushes his dick back into my pussy, causing me to moan into his mouth.
Rex works my cunt slowly at first, like he wants me to get used to his massive size—and I appreciate that but still…every sensation in my body is on edge.
My stomach is sucked in with a flurry of delight as my heart races.
I want more and Rex gives it to me. He makes sure to get every bit of his ridiculously long dick up inside me with every thrust, and the more he gives me the harder he pushes.
I can't contain my cries, and the louder I become the harder and faster he pumps, fucking me so hard my tits bounce and my entire body moves across the bed. Soon he has my head against the wall, and I have to put my hand up to keep from crashing into it.
With both hands above my head Rex doesn’t let up and fucks me for all he’s worth, my body on fire, wondering how much more I can take before my body explodes. I am right there.
“Addison, come for me,” he says. I can feel the sweat from his forehead on my cheek. I turn my head to look at him just as his mouth captures mine. “Come with me,”
He ups his rhythm, slamming into me until I can’t handle it anymore, the feeling so intense, so powerful and good, that all I can do is explode. My cunt clenches and tightens around his dick, which sends him exploding into me. With both of us crying out our pleasures, my walls throbbing and contracting around his dick, all I can see behind my closed eyes are white stars. The moment seems to last forever, blissfully.
When it’s over, Rex collapses on top of me. I wrap my arms and legs around his body, loving the hard-earned feel of the sweat covering his strong back. I run my fingers over his skin and kiss his slick forehead.
He slides his dick out of me. “Don’t go,” I whimper.
“You,” he says, kissing my lips, “have got my head spinning.”
“You’re a flatterer,” I say.
“Only when it’s deserved.”
It’s safe to say that we just did some pretty crazy things—crazy for me, at least. And it should also be safe to say that in the aftermath of said crazy things, I should feel totally awkward and embarrassed right now. All the things we did…and I did them with Rex Croft, who is possibly the most gorgeous creature known to man. The truth is, I don’t feel awkward or uncomfortable. In fact I’ve never felt more content in my life. And that’s the part that’s got me feeling all kinds of weird.
“I can’t believe you’re in my apartment,” I say. I’m suddenly very aware of the vast differences between his place and mine. He lives in Buckingham Palace while I live on a piece of cardboard under a bridge on the 101. “Do I even want to know how you found out my cell number and where I live?”
“Damien,” he says, and I let out a blech.
Rex’s eyes narrow. “What? Did he do something to you?”
“No, of course not,” I say. “I just got a creepy vibe from him, that’s all. But I guess I shouldn’t hate him too much since he sent me to you.”
“And me back to you again,” Rex says.
It’s strange how we met, but lying in bed in the middle of the night with Rex feels better than anything else in the world. I kiss his chest right in the center where there’s a little dip between his breast plates.
“I’m going to get some water. You want something?” I ask.
“Water’s good.”
When I get up I find another T-shirt and some panties, which I put on. Rex tells me there’s no point, I should just accept fact that I will always be naked around him. “Very funny,” I say, tugging on some clothes. “But if you think I’m bringing your clothes back, you’re dead wrong.”
When I come back with the water he’s looking thoughtfully around my place. It kind of makes me cringe.
“How long have you lived here?” he asks, taking the glass of water.
“Not quite a year,” I say. “Pretty dumpy, huh?” He’s probably dying to get out of here.
“I’ve seen worse.”
I stop mid-sip of water, eying him. I dip my fingers in my glass and flick water at him. “You’re such a liar.”