Let's Be Honest (2 page)

Over my shoulder, I saw her grab the water and follow me, several steps behind. As I sat on the sofa, she came into the small apartment sized living room. I had a small sofa, and two chairs to sit on. The small kitchen, living room, and one bedroom were the extent of the space I leased.

“Take your pick,” I said as she walked into the living room, pointing to the chairs.

She looked around the room and took a second look at the sofa. She
then chose the chair on my left.

“I wasn’t joking,” I said as she sat down.

“But we haven’t even talked,” she said.

“So, let me ask you some
thing. If we talked for an hour and relaxed, you’d be okay with what we talked about?” I asked.

“She nodded, y
eah. Yeah, I would. So, what do you wanna talk about?” she asked.

“I don’t,” I said as I unzipped my pants.

She focused on my hands without speaking. I pulled my cock from my pants and started stroking it.

“Come here,” I said.

She slowly stood up and walked toward the sofa.

“Stop, get down on your knees,” I said as she approached.

She set her water on the floor and kicked her shoes off. As she began to kneel, she reached out and grasped my cock in her right hand.

“Oh my God, it’s so soft,” she said.

“Soft and hard at the same time. Put it in your mouth,” I said as I started unbuttoning my jeans.

She picked up her water and took a drink, then looked me in the eyes as she licked the tip of my cock with her cold tongue.

“Gag on it,” I said.

“I probably will,” she laughed.

At about half way down the shaft, my cock hit the back of her throat. She opened her mouth reflexively, and pulled away from my cock.

“Oh my god, it’s making my eyes water,” she said as she wiped her eyes and nose
on the back of her hand.

“All of it,” I demanded, smiling.

“I doubt that will happen,” she said.

I raised an eyebrow and looked down at her.

“You know what I told you. All of it
down your throat,
then sex. Not before,” I reminded her.

She attempted unsuccessfully to swallow my cock again. Same distance down the shaft, she would stop – as soon as it hit the entrance to her throat.

I leaned back and crossed my arms in an exaggerated gesture. I raised one eyebrow and looked down.

“Are you going to give up,” I asked.

She pulled her mouth from my cock. “Look at this thing,” she complained.

I did.

“Well?” I asked.

“No, but I don
’t think I should have to choke myself on your cock to get you to fuck me. This is weird. You’re a power control freak, aren’t you?
Karen said you were
,” she said the part about Karen in a snide voice.

Well, Karen would know, she’s had my cock down her throat.

I started to sit up on the sofa as if I were going to stand, although I had no intent of doing so.

“No,” she said, pushing on my hips.

She began slowly, pressing further each time, her eyes and nose both running. She continued to force herself further and further down the shaft until she had reached a mental stopping point. She was three fourths of the way down the shaft. She took another attempt.

“Oh my God, you make me feel so good. That’s it. Oh God. Fuck.
Holy shit that feels good, Danta. Keep going,” I encouraged her.

She looked up as she gagged.

“Yes, oh God yes,” I moaned, one eye closed, watching intently with the other.

“Suck that cock. Fuck yes, you sexy little bitch,” I said. The bitch comment was a coin
toss, women either loved or hated it.

She started being more aggressive.

Heads, I win…

I lightly placed my hands on the back of her head, and forced her further down the shaft. She began to moan as I pressed.

“Suck it, suck that cock, baby,” I moaned as I pushed her head down on the shaft.

Through the gagging sounds, coughing, and her throat convulsing, she pressed on eagerly as I encouraged her.

I slowly stood.

Sh
e gripped my ass as my jeans fell to the floor.

“Oh yeah, baby, suck that big cock. Suck that big cock for me. God you look good with my big cock in your mouth. You are making me so damned proud of you. Look at you suck that
cock. God you are so fucking sexy,” I said as I looked down at her, my hands now resting at the sides of her head.

And, as I encouraged her, she forced
herself down onto the shaft like she was in a contest, and this was the finish line. I felt a ‘pop’ as my cock disappeared into her throat. She looked up at me. Her eyes, if it were even possible, were smiling.

Technically, she could stop now. She did not. She was as proud of herself as I was of her.

She proceeded to force herself down onto the shaft until swallowing it became second nature. I encouraged her at each attempt.

“You’re such a good girl, God, you make me proud,” I said as she
forced it down her throat again.

I reached down and pulled her head off of my cock. She was out of breath. As she wiped her mouth and nose on her arm, I helped her to her feet. I reached down and unbuttoned her shorts. I pressed them past her hips and let them fall to the floor.

“Turn around,” I said.

I pulled her panties down and dropped them to the floor.

She lightly kicked them aside.

I walked around in front of her. “Turn around again,” I instructed her.

“Bend over and grab the back of the sofa,” I said.

“The back?”

“Back.”

As she started to bend over. I pressed the head of my cock against her soaking pussy. It slid in without effort whatsoever.

“Oh my
God, you’re huge,” she shrieked.

“Fuck me. Please fuck me. Oh God,” she
exhaled as she grabbed the back of the sofa.

As I looked down, I watched with interest as my cock slowly and methodically disappeared into her pussy.

I reached down and spread her butt cheeks apart with my hands as I worked my hips back and forth.

She began to moan.
I could feel her contract, and she began to squirm.

“Oh God, oh God, I’m going to cum,” she wailed.

I lowered my thumb down the crack of her ass to her pussy. I wet my thumb with the juices from her pussy as I fucked her a little harder with each stroke.

Raising my hand back up, I slowly pressed my thumb into her ass as I was starting to slide back into her pussy.

“Oh God yes. Yes. Yes, oh God. Please, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum,” she exclaimed.

I slid my cock in and out with force, my thumb making the same strokes into her ass.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh – My – God,” she screamed as her pussy contracted over and over.

When I was certain her orgasm had ended, I slowly slid my cock from her pussy. After it was out, I slowly pulled my thumb from her ass, and as I did, I pressed the head of my cock against her ass.

“Oh…uhhmm, no, I don’t think there’s…”

Before she could finish, I pressed about a third of it inside of her ass.

“Oh God. Oh God. Oh. Oh. Okay, go slow. Go really slow. Oh god. Slow, okay?” she asked.

Without answer, I slowly slid my cock in and out. I reached down and slid my index and middle fingers into her pussy.

“Holy fuck. Yes. Oh God, not again,” she squealed.

I fingered her pussy furiously as I fucked her ass slowly. The longer I fucked her ass, the more willing and wet it became. I reached down and spread her ass cheeks as wide as I could with my one free hand.

“Holy fuck, Erik, I’m going to cum….again. Oh God, fuck me with….oh God. I’m…”

“Gonna…”

“I’m…”

“
Ahhhhh faaaaahhhhk,” she half screamed half exhaled into the sofa cushions as she fell forward.

I slowly slid my cock free of h
er ass and pulled my fingers from her pussy.

She collapsed onto the sofa, face first. Slowly, she rolled to her back and sat up.

“Oh my God, you’re an animal,” she said as she made eye contact.

I sat beside her without speaking.

“Did you go?” she asked.

“Excuse me?” I responded.

“Cum. Did you cum?” she asked.

I shook my head.

“Why?’ she asked.

“I never do. Not really,” I responded.

“Oh,” she looked down.

After a considerable wait, she looked back up, “Ever?”

“No, not really,” I said.

We both sat and stared straight ahead as we caught our breath. She turned to face me.

“Ever?”

“Nope,” I said softly as I shook my head.

“Again. Am I ever going to see you again? Best anal I ever had by the way,” she stated.

“Thanks, first time,” I responded.

“Seriously?”

I nodded.

“Wow, it was awesome,” she said, facing ahead

“So, again?” she asked, turning to face me.

“Sure, but all we’re doing is fucking. That’s it. Just fucking, agreed?”

We sat for a long time. She nev
er responded. I reached down, pulled up my jeans and buttoned them. She got dressed. We hugged.

She left.

After a month long wait, she came over once a week until the end of the school year.

For good anal.

ERIK.
Danta never became attached. She never had time to. Before anything emotional actually developed, she completed her college and had left to go back home.

Prior to Kelli, I have never committed to be in a relationship. In the past, I had merely used women for sex and entertainment. There had been a few women that I had spent considerable time with, a mere few. When feelings or the hint of
emotion was exposed or expressed, I would immediately move on.

I thumbed through the pages.

Grace. Oh God. Now that was one fun night. Just one. The night we met, she had stated in the bar that she could
out-freak
me.

I don’t know who won that argument.

NAME: GRACE (KACE’S FRIEND)

AGE: 26

STATS: 5’-7” curvaceous

ACCO
MPLISHMENTS: A night of entertainment

“Not talking that mad line of shit now, are you?” I asked jokingly.

A muffled grunt was her response.

I pressed my cock deeper into her ass, and pulled up on her arms. She grunted more aggressively.

“Tough to understand you with that ball in your mouth,” I chuckled.

We had met in a bar. Grace was a friend of a friend. She
had approached me in the bar and the discussion immediately went to sex. She had learned through her friend that I was what she called a
freak.
Personally, I never really cared for that term, but it was fitting, I suppose.

She expressed her desire to have a night of sex with a man that was as big of a freak as she was. We discussed almost every
potential scenario that could happen between us. She was eager for trying anything and everything that was discussed. According to her, these types of things would be necessary for her to climax.

I looked at it as a true win-win for us both. It was a way for me to experiment, and a way for her to reach a point of her much desired climax.

We eventually ended up in the position we were now in after a considerable amount of spanking with a wooden paddle and the tightening of adjustable nipple clamps. The clamps remained on her nipples. Additionally, she wore a leather belt with a steel ring on each side, and her hands were restrained to the sides via leather restraints.

Lastly, she had a ball gag in her mouth. Prior to placement of the gag, she had bragged that there was nothing that I could do to her that would be
too much.
Pain, for her, was pleasure.

Her face buried into the comforter, I stood behind her, my cock deep in her ass. I reached for the lube.

“I want this to stay as slippery as possible, Grace. I’m not going to stop fucking this tight little ass of yours until I collapse or the sun comes up,” I said as I squirted an unnecessarily large amount of goop onto my cock.