Just a Flirt (2 page)

Pressing the shower nozzle closer to her
body, she turned the head to change the style of the stream and
increase the concentration and power. She let the water beat
against her clit until it hurt. Letting out a little gasp of
pleasure, she arched her back and let her entire body be completely
immersed in the water. Nicole used her thighs to clench the shower
nozzle and hold it in place, so she could reach up to rub her
breasts. She roughly rolled her nipples between her fingers, and
imagined there was a random man on either side of her, sucking
voraciously on each breast. Her head drifted dizzily below the
water as the sensations flooded her body.

Nicole allowed her arms to float away from
her breasts as all the muscles in her abdomen clenched in
preparation for her orgasm. Her pulse raced and she held her breath
in anticipation for the delicious tremors.

Suddenly, two large hands went around her
neck and dragged her out of the water.

Nicole screamed and sprang away from the
intruder, grabbing her shower nozzle to wield it as a weapon. “What
the fuck!” she shouted as she glared at her assailant. “What the
hell are you doing?”

The man flinched slightly as a cascade of
water went hurtling toward him. “I’m sorry! I thought you were in
trouble. I thought you might be drowning.”

“You idiot!” Nicole shouted as she covered
her breasts with one of her arms. “I wasn’t drowning. I was
masturbating.”

“Well—I can see that,” he said with a mild
blush. “I was just worried you might be drowning and masturbating
at the same time.”

Nicole’s mouth dropped slightly ajar at this
incredible stupidity. “Why are you in my room anyway? Are you a
maid or something? If so, this hotel has terrible maid service.
Jesus!” She allowed her head to fall back to float in the bathwater
as she glared up at the ceiling with a small whimper. “I really
needed that orgasm and you ruined it. Jackass.”

“I’m very sorry,” the man said, moving to
sit on the side of the bathtub. The corner of his lips curled
upward in amusement as he stared down at her bare breasts with
shameless appreciation. “A gentleman should never interrupt a
lady’s climax. How incredibly rude of me.”

Nicole’s eyes narrowed at him, but she found
herself growing suddenly very hot under his gaze. The man’s dark
eyes contained an odd mixture of playfulness and animal intensity.
Nicole was a bit startled when she saw him move his arm toward the
bathwater, but it took her a second to register what he was doing.
She gasped when she felt his hand moving between her legs without
warning.

“Allow me to make it up to you,” he said in
a low voice. His fingers delved between her folds, beginning to
expertly massage her clit. He placed three fingers flat against her
sensitive nub and firmly moved his fingers back and forth, with a
skillful and aggressive pressure.

A small cry escaped Nicole’s throat as she
lifted her hands to tightly grip the sides of the bathtub. Her head
tilted back and collided with the edge of the ceramic basin as she
tried to raise her hips and spread her legs to give her mystery
visitor better access. He seemed to know exactly what she needed as
he managed to slip fingers simultaneously into her ass and pussy
without even breaking the rhythm of his massage against her clit.
In less than thirty seconds of stimulation, Nicole found that her
entire body was trembling. The world around her seemed to slow down
until time was standing still. Before she could stop the onslaught
of sensation, she was moaning loudly and writhing in a much more
intense orgasm than she could have possibly had on her own.

There was no question that this was a man
who knew what he was doing.

“Am I forgiven?” he asked innocently.

Nicole took a moment to catch her breath and
let her dizziness fade away. She smiled up at him lazily. “I
suppose the maid service in this hotel isn’t so terrible after
all.”

A deep chuckle emitted from the man’s
throat. “I’m not a maid, pretty lady. Do I look like a maid?”

Nicole allowed herself to really look at
this man for the first time, and was surprised to see the ripples
of muscle that were visible beneath his wet t-shirt. She found her
eyes tracing over his massive arms and down to his tight jeans
where there was a telltale bulge straining the fabric around his
crotch. Her eyes fixated hungrily on this spot, and she was unaware
that she was even biting her lip in longing.

“Who are you, and why are you in my room?”
she asked him curiously.

The man reached into his pocket and fished
out a small condom packet that Nicole recognized as her own. “Your
door was left slightly ajar due to this condom and a tube of
lipstick preventing it from closing. Wasn’t that an invitation?” He
grinned down at her, tossing the condom into the bathwater where it
floated like a little inflatable raft made for a caterpillar. “As
to my identity,” he continued, “I thought you might...”

“Stop,” Nicole commanded abruptly. Still
slightly drunk, and completely lonely, she did not care who on
earth this stranger was; just as long as he kept touching her.
“Take off your clothes.”

“Why?” he asked teasingly.

“I’m completely naked,” Nicole informed him
with annoyance. “It’s not polite for you to keep all your clothes
on. Besides, I’m pretty sure I can make it worth your while.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. The
muscled man quickly grabbed the hem of his t-shirt to pull it over
his head, and his hands immediately moved to unbuckle his belt.
Nicole stared with excitement as his jeans fell to the floor, and
was impressed to see that he was wearing expensive designer
underwear. She didn’t have time to contemplate this before those
were also removed, and his glistening cock was set free in all its
naked glory.

Nicole’s mouth went very dry at the sight,
and she was vaguely aware that this was too unreal to actually be
happening. She had spent all night down at the bar, looking for a
handsome man just like this one, only to leave empty handed. Now,
somehow, this dreamlike apparition had found her in her own
bathroom? Had she been so horny that the gods had taken pity on her
and sent a savior?

She did not have a moment to ponder the odd
serendipity, for the man was already stepping into the bathwater
and standing over her, holding his colossal cock in his hand. She
found herself drawn magnetically to his swollen member, but when
her lips were inches away from connecting with his flesh, she found
a firm hand on her shoulder, halting her from going forward.

“Bend over,” he commanded her as he stroked
his erection.

The tone in his voice gave Nicole a shiver,
but she wanted nothing more than to follow his instructions.
Although she was a little disappointed at not getting to taste him,
she was much more excited about the prospect of having that
enormous hunk of man buried deep inside her body. As she turned
over in the bathtub, she got onto her knees and gripped the edges
of the ceramic tub to offer the stranger a perfect view of her
exposed ass.

Just being in this position made her legs
quiver with excitement. She couldn’t believe that she was letting a
man she had met only seconds before view her in this intimate way.
When he didn’t say anything for a moment, a pang of fear blossomed
in her stomach. What if he was some kind of psycho? What if he
actually meant her harm? In this moment, she was so aroused that
she almost didn’t care. It was fine if he was some deranged sex
offender, as long as it meant that she would get properly
fucked.

“Lift up your ass,” the man directed her,
and his voice was perfectly calm as though he might be ordering a
beer.

Nicole leaned forward so that she could
comply with his command. She tilted her ass up toward him in the
most enticing way she could manage. Her whole body shook with
yearning, and her greatest fear was not that he was a serial
killer, but that he was the type of serial killer who didn’t fuck
their victims first.

What was he waiting for?

Glancing back over her shoulder, Nicole
observed as the magnificent man kneeling behind her. He held his
cock poised in the way that one might hold a gun aimed toward their
target. This thought thrilled Nicole and she couldn’t wait for the
bold stranger to obliterate her insides with his weapon. She could
feel the juices of her arousal dripping down her thighs and into
the bathwater.

“Will you fuck me already?” she asked him
hoarsely. “I swear that if you make me wait a second longer, I’m
going to kick you in the balls.”

The man grinned at this. “The anticipation
is the best part. You Americans are far too used to instant
gratification.”

“I’m not bending over in front of you like a
dog in heat so that we can have a sociopolitical discussion,”
Nicole informed the stranger. She sent him a pitying look as she
taunted him. “It’s a shame that you’ve got a cock that big, and no
clue what to do with it.”

“I can assure you that I’ll have you
screaming out my name in a few seconds,” the man promised her.

“How the heck can I do that? I don’t even
know your...” Nicole gasped out as the man grabbed her hips and
slammed his cock into her to the very hilt. She grabbed the edge of
the tub for dear life as the pleasure and shock coursed through
her. “Ohhh my god,” she whispered as her whole body grew very weak
and wobbly. When he slowly pulled out of her warmth and wetness so
that he could drive himself back inside even deeper, she cried out
in ecstasy. “Oh my god, oh god, yes...”

“See?” he told her triumphantly after a
small groan. “Close enough.”

“You’re a dick,” she said faintly, trying to
maintain her toughness and insult him, but it was hard when he was
pounding her until there were tears in her eyes. Her breasts
bounced against the inside of the tub, and even this felt amazing.
“Ohh god. Yes. Yes! You have a fucking amazing cock. Give it to me
harder... whoever you are!”

“Shhhh,” he said, pulling out of her
completely and sliding his hand across her bottom. It was evident
that he was also trying to act tough, but his breathing was fast
and labored. “You’re a little impatient, aren’t you?”

“If you don’t get back inside me this
instant...” Nicole was immediately cut off when she felt a stream
of cold water running down her ass crack.

The handsome stranger was using the shower
head to create a small waterfall of surprising temperature contrast
in the region of her body that was flooded with heat and blood.
Nicole grew very quiet as she arched her back into the stream of
water, letting it caress over her throbbing womanhood. The stranger
inserted his fingers inside her again, using his former technique
of massaging her ass, pussy, and clit all at the same time. He
brought her to the very edge of an orgasm before removing the cold
water and his fingers all at once.

“What the hell are you doing to me?” Nicole
whispered in awe.

“Just giving you something to remember about
this vacation,” he responded. He placed both hands on her ass
cheeks to pull them apart and expose her swollen vulva. “Oh, baby,
look at you,” he murmured as he rubbed his thumb across her slick
opening. His voice grew throaty for a moment, and his touch became
almost tender. “How would you like me to finish this?”

“Come inside me,” she begged, wiggling to
push her bottom back against him. “What are you waiting for?” she
asked desperately. “Fill me up with your dirty cum.”

“You’re so drunk,” he commented in
amusement, but he eagerly complied and shoved his throbbing member
back between her needy folds. He let out a little groan himself as
he pulled her hips down against him. “You’re so tight and wet.
Damn, Nicole, you feel so fucking good.”

She was so lost in the throes of ecstasy
that she couldn’t comprehend his words. Unhuman moans and cries
were being ripped from her chest. “More,” she muttered. “Harder,
faster.”

With a small grunt, the stranger began to
pound her furiously. Nicole cried out as her breasts slapped
against the bathtub walls. She held onto the tub for dear life as
he drilled himself into her. The pleasure mixed with pain until she
found herself screaming out in a blindingly powerful orgasm. Her
body shuddered violently before going rather limp. She was unable
to resist as the stranger turned her over to face him, and she saw
that his body was shaking too. She was startled when squirts of
white liquid began to drizzle all over her face and breasts.

“Oh my god,” she said in dismay as she
quickly wiped it off her face. “What are you doing? I told you to
come inside me!”

The man grinned down at her in an
irresistibly charming way. “I never blow my load inside a girl on
the first date. It’s a personal rule.”