Kayden: The Past (4 page)

She opened her mouth and moved towards my cock, placing it against her lips. I stared down at her. I could see her breasts through her top and her blond hair moving in the breeze. I waited years to feel her lips on my body, and I knew I wouldn’t last long. The warmth of her mouth enveloped me, causing an uncontrollable shudder to run down my body. She slowly moved her lips up and down my cock, never deep enough to tap the back of her throat. I ran my fingers through her blond hair, playing with it, tangling it between my digits. She grabbed a little tighter with her hand making sure to use it as a barrier not to take me too deep. I stood there, feet planted shoulder width apart and became lost in the ecstasy. This obviously wasn’t her first blow job; she knew the tricks. I let her work my cock for few minutes, enjoying the softness of her tongue on the sweet spot underneath. I wanted deeper; I wanted to possess her mouth… wanted to fuck her face.

“No hands, Mindy. Put them on your knees,” I said. Her eyes shot up at me in a question without words with my cock still in her mouth. I was so close to coming from the innocent look in her eye, but I needed to control her. Her hand slipped off my cock, and she placed them both on her knees. I gripped her hair and began to move—slow at first, giving her a sense of security and false comfort. The tighter my body grew, the tighter my fingers gripped her hair, moving back towards her crown to give me better control. I pulled her by her hair, moving my hips forward causing my tip to tap the back of her throat. I withdrew quickly, hoping I didn’t scare her off. I did it again, but this time, I jammed it as far down her throat as I could. She gagged, and I could feel her throat muscles close against my cock as she tried to breathe and swallow. I pulled it out again granting her a moment of reprieve.

“That feels so good, baby,” I said in reassurance before repeating the movement. Drool ran out of her mouth and glistened on her chin. Every time my cock was buried in her mouth, her eyes would bulge out in shock, but she never said stop or made any motion for me to do so. My legs began to tremble as my balls tightened and my cock grew larger, more rigid in her wet sweet mouth. I let go of her hair letting her control the pace and depth. “I’m so close,” I said giving her a warning, “I want to come in your mouth.”

She sucked more feverishly… wanting my orgasm or praying for it to end. My body shook as warm liquid spilled from my body and into her mouth. She sucked it all, keeping the quick pace I had set earlier. She gagged slightly each time she pulled me into her mouth while my cock kept giving her my seed. I moaned; a blow job had never felt so good. I removed my cock, my legs shaky and unsteady, and watched her as she licked her lips and swallowed everything I gave her. I grabbed my jeans, tucking in my cock as I brought them up around my waist. “Thanks, babe, that was fucking fantastic,” I said.

She stood up and looked as excited as a kid waiting for their favorite ride at Geauga Lake, an amusement park nearby. I made no move to touch her, and I started to walk away, “Hey, where ya going?” she asked. “What about me?”

“I’m sure someone here would be happy to give you what you want. I got what I was looking for, babe.”

“You had me suck your cock and you’re just going to fucking leave me here?” she asked glaring at me with hatred so pure I could almost feel the fist she wanted to hit me with.

“I got what I came for. You were a total bitch to me for years; you don’t deserve what I’d give, how good I’d fuck you,” I said with my arms crossed against my chest.

“You’re a total cocksucker, Kayden,” she said poking me in the chest with each word to drive the point home.

“No, that would be you, babe,” I said with a smile, “Oh, and by the way, you have a little on your chin,” I said pointing at her face chuckling softly at the situation. I watched as she wiped her chin and I turned and walked away, leaving her there like she deserved.

I left Mindy out of the story of my life when I sat down and started to tell Sophia about my high school years. It’s not one of my shining moments, nor is it who I am today. It was a total dick move, but fuck, she’s a bitch and deserved being used and thrown away.

We all know those girls in high school. The mean ones who think their shit don’t stink and they have the right to treat everyone like they’re disposable. Mindy is one of those girls. She never liked me or gave me the time of day until she came back home for our graduation. I knew when she saw me, the man I had grown up to become, that she’d be nice and friendly. She got every bit of what she deserved.

The rest of my youth was filled with dumbass decisions that caused problems at home. My dad was a dick who thought that using a belt was the best way to ‘correct’ my behavior. Major FAIL. It all ended when he learned that I was bigger, quicker, and stronger than he was. I wouldn’t have hit him, but I wasn’t going to sit by and take his bullshit any longer. My mom and I were better off without him. She found Joe, a loving man, and he became my father, the one that I looked to for advice as I grew up and learned how to become a man. My real father became more and more absent from my life; he left me behind. I may not have always agreed with him, but to be left behind and feel forgotten is not something anyone wants to feel during their life.

My First Love ~ Bridget

I worked my ass off and became the best cell phone salesman in my office. The ladies were the customers I zoomed in on as soon as they walked through the door. I flirted with them and gave them my full attention. I gave sexy ones my card in case they had any questions and needed to call me, making sure to circle my personal cell phone number. I would always be available to help them with an issue, which was usually bullshit, but I let them come to me first. I installed phones in cars on my days off, making the extra bank to support my extra-curricular activities.

I met Bridget when she walked into my store looking to have a phone installed in her car. Bridget was petite with long blonde hair and almond shaped brown eyes. She looked sweet as apple pie and innocent, but the clothing she wore told me she was anything but. She batted her eye lashes at me, and I turned into a hard wreck. She had me by the balls before I even tasted her lips.

“May I help you, miss?” I asked trying to be a complete gentleman when my thoughts were anything but.

“I want to get a phone installed in my car. What kinda special will you give me?” she asked heaving her large chest on the counter. “Pretty please.” Her teeth were brilliant white and perfectly placed.

I wouldn’t waste the opportunity thrust on me. We were always allowed to play with the price, but in this moment, I was more interested in playing with Bridget. “I can knock thirty percent off and throw in the installation.”

“Oooh, I like that. You’ve made me a very happy girl. When can we do it?” she asked.

Thoughts of doing her on the counter or bent over her car flooded my mind. Fuck, I wanted to take her in the bathroom and shove my cock in her. “Anytime you want.”

Her lips twitched, and I could almost see her thinking. “I’d like to have it installed today.”

Perfect. “Well I could put it in after work today. I could come over and do it for you. I get off around six.” I smiled at her wondering if she would be put off by the idea.

“Yes, thanks,” she said.

That night, I went to her house installed her phone into her late eighties model BMW. She had a pizza delivered while I was working and asked me to have some with her when the job was complete. Dessert was her against the living room wall and bent over her couch.

I made sure she had my number in case she needed any help or had any trouble with her phone. She called me a couple days later, and we became an item soon after. She worked at her dad’s company as an assistant, but based on her luxury condo, I’d say she was paid more. Not many assistants barely in their twenties drove a Beemer and had such a high priced pad.

Bridget invaded my life, but in the best possible way. We spent every waking moment together when we weren’t working. Our schedules often clashed as it does when one person in the relationship works in retail. I wasn’t a traditional salesman with an office but worked in a store trying to sell people on the newest cellular technology available.

The months flew by quickly, and I fell in love with Bridget. She may have been slightly self-absorbed, but she adored me and was a generous lover. She didn’t judge me based on my job or the car I drove; she loved me for the way I loved her. I gave everything I had in the relationship; swearing off my evening at the bar, unless Bridget was in tow. I was content and happy with our relationship and all the possibilities the future held.

I had to take the next step and meet the parents. Mothers usually loved me, and fathers weren’t always my biggest fans. I never really had a steady girlfriend, and I was usually the flavor of the month, which was fine by me at that point in my life. Bridget was different than the other girls. I had fun with her and she couldn’t get enough of me.

She couldn’t wait to introduce me to her parents. They were having a family party at their home to celebrate her sister’s birthday, and she came over to my place to beg me to be her date for the night. She had told her parents all about me and couldn’t wait any longer. I avoided the topic of the party every time she brought it up, but it was D-Day, and I could no longer change the subject.

“Come on, Kayden. They’ll love you. You have to meet them at some point,” she pleaded. “My sister’s birthday party is today and I want you to come. Don’t make me go alone.”

“Ok, Bridge. You’re right. I’ll go with you, babe.” I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips.

She bounced up and down on the couch filled with excitement and hope. I wanted them to like me, and I needed their approval. I knew she was a daddy’s girl, and without his acceptance we wouldn’t have a future.

“What should I wear?” I asked unsure if it was a casual family barbeque, or if they were the type of family that dressed up for every occasion.

“I’ll go pick out your outfit, okay?”

“Sure babe. Anything you want.” I patted her ass as she stood. I grabbed her wrist before she was out of arm’s length and pulled her back onto my lap as she shrieked.

“First, I want you naked in exchange for going to the party,” I said as I kissed her again on the lips. I kissed her hard, pulling her to my body and sliding the tiny straps of her tank top down her shoulder and over her arms. I kissed her jaw, nipping slightly as I made my way down to her neck. I nibbled the flesh below her ear before sliding my tongue against the silky skin to her shoulder. I bit the muscle of her shoulder and instantly felt her body tense and shudder in response. I rolled her nipple in between my fingertips while holding her still with my free hand. She began to grind her pussy on my cock through the layers of material. Thank God the unit upstairs was currently vacant because Bridget was a moaner and screamer. I wanted to listen to her howl as I made her come.

I captured her lips quieting her moans of pleasure. I slid our bodies off of the couch and onto the shag area rug never breaking the kiss. I hitched up her skirt and slid my fingers through her wetness. Her fingers dug into my shoulders, and I inserted two fingers pumping them in and out of her like a quick moving piston.

“You want my cock?”

“Mmmm,” she said as she pushed my fingers deeper inside of her with her hand.

I flipped her over and pushed her stomach to the floor and pulled her up by the hips, positioning her with her ass in the air. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled out my cock stroking it while looking at her pussy in full-view and waiting for the abuse I was about to give her.

I could hear her breathing shallow and filled with anticipation. I rubbed the tip, lubing it. I rammed it in to the hilt as her body jerked forward from the fullness. I held her hips, drawing her back and not allowing her to move away. “Is it too much for you, baby?” I removed my cock and jammed it in harder, deeper than I thought possible before she could respond. “Want me to stop?” I said as my body stilled. I reached down and placed my hand around my cock feeling her wetness and running my fingertips across her opening.

She didn’t speak but moved against my cock, fucking me, moving on her elbows.  I met her thrusts, and my body bounced off her ass allowing the speed to grow faster. I placed my hand on her bottom just above her ass. I rubbed my thumb against her asshole. It was so small, tight, and forbidden. The pressure of my
thumb increased, and I could feel her body adjust and relax to the sensation. I wanted to hook her, gain control of the situation and fill her up a little more increasing the pressure against my cock.