Reckless (3 page)

“Are you sure that
Rachell doesn’t mind?” I bit the pillow in disbelief that I actually asked him that. “Look baby, this is just the way we live. She’s off having a good time and its cool. We don’t think about each other when we’re with someone else.” “This here,” he moved his hands between he and I, “is not about love. It’s about fucking and busting a nut with no strings attached.” He mumbled something about Rome never putting the lifestyle on the table and making sure his women understood. “What do you mean his women?” I know my attitude was evident, but I started feeling like I was just a number in Rome’s book of women. He sat on the bed and asked when did Rome start talking to me about swapping. I told him that it was really just brought up earlier in the week. Henry just shook his head. He then asked if Rome and I had STD testing done before we started sleeping together. I nodded my head ‘yes’ as he explained that he meant full testing- blood work and swabs. He nodded his head along with me. He went on to explain that every man that was at the party had at one time or another, sleep with or had the opportunity to sleep with every woman that was there, well, except for me. “Now Rome hasn’t been invited in some time because we can’t have a bunch of stray women in and out of our circle.” I laughed at his reference to Rome’s former ladies as being strays- but damn, was that how they looked at me? Did they see me as a stray?

“Now if you are the type to develop feelings for everyone you sleep with, this is not the life for you,” he stated with a matter of fact tone. By this time, I was sitting up in the bed studying this man with all his attributes. He was truly handsome. He ran his hand across my face and just stared at me. “Can I just kiss you good night?” his eyes said he was up to no good, but by now- I wanted to play his game. He leaned in to kiss me and then licked his lips as if he were savoring the taste of my tongue. I looked below his waist and shook my head at the thought of something that big entering me. He ran his lips across my ear as he stated in a low tone, “I won’t hurt you.” “Hmm, I don’t think so, you look a little bigger than I’m used to and I’m trying to have kids someday,” came out as we
ran our lips across each others. He put one arm around my waist and started kissing from my collar bone up my neck. I don’t know why in the world I let him suck on my neck knowing it would leave a mark, but it definitely felt good and made me more open to him.

He told me that he would let me get on top so I could be in control. The fact was
, I didn’t want to be in control of anything at that moment. I felt a pulsation in my clit and desire to tighten my walls. My body was definitely warming up to him and I wasn’t thinking about anyone else. He slid his hand under the covers and up my thigh. As he continued sucking and licking my neck, I felt his finger move my panties aside to feel the wetness behind them.  He stood up, directed me to lay across the bed with my legs dangling. The way he looked at me caused my arousal to soar. He pulled at my panties and I lifted my butt to help him remove them. He kneeled to the floor and spread my legs and then my lips. I felt his wet tongue glide up and down my pussy. The way he sucked my clit and finger fucked me made me forget that I didn’t know his last name. “I think I have to pee,” I said as I started scooting back onto the bed. I heard him mumble, but he was not letting me go. I felt my insides tighten up as he continued in and out with his finger. “Oh Jesus….Oh…...” I screamed as I released a much needed orgasm.

He slowly stopped, stood up and stroked his long, thick dick with his wet hand as he stared at me. His dick looked the way you would imagine a country boy named Henry’s dick to be. I pulled the rest of my clothes off and instinctively spread me legs wider to welcome him. I reminded myself that he wasn’t going to love me; he was just going to fuck me. Why did this turn me on even more?  He kissed my stomach and then up to my breast. He climbed atop of me and prepared to enter. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down the entrance of my pussy until it was covered in my body dew. He slowly slid it in a little bit at a time them would pull it back out, then he would advance a little bit more and pull out. He did this until he had every inch in me all while looking in my eyes to gauge my reaction. “Are you okay?” He truly seemed concerned as I shook my head yes. I was scared to try speaking because in reality, he had so much length and girth, I thought I would scream. I had my teeth clenched together as he started pumping at a moderate pace. He told me to tell him if it was too much. And as much as I
wanted to scream like I was being murdered, I simply turned my head into a pillow. He turned my face and demanded that I look at him. “Tell me when it too much,” he started pumping harder. I could feel a tear fall from my eye as he continued staring at me as he stroked in and out. “Do you want me to stop?” I shook my head no.

There was something about looking a person in the eyes while they fuck you. I had never done it before, but having him demand that I keep my eyes on him woke something up in me and caused my nipples to get extremely stiff. I found myself receiving pleasure from him all but wrecking my insides. He must have been 9 or 10 inches long with 5 or 6 inches of girth. I could feel my walls tightening up and he began to pump harder and faster. “Oh, there you go,” he moaned as he felt a new rush of wetness come from me. I closed my eyes and he demanded again that I look at him. My moans got louder and he asked if I wanted him to stop. “No, please don’t,” was all I could get out. I felt him lay his head next to mine as he moaned “I’ll stop fucking you right now, just tell me to stop.” I wrapped my legs around him and begged him to keep fucking me. He let out some mumbles that I couldn’t comprehend then he moaned of how
good I was taking his dick. He started moving his ass in a slower circular motion. All I could think was ‘when was this man going to cum?’ He buried his face in the pillow next to my face; he started picking up the pace and let out more of a grunt as he finally reached his breaking point.  Five harder, deliberate pumps and he stopped. I could finally breathe.

“I’m sorry,” he was panting trying to catch his breath, “I meant to pull out.” He asked me if I was on the pill and all I could do was laugh. “It’s a little too late to inquire about that don’t you think?” When he told me that
Rachell kept Plan B in the guest bathroom, I thought I’d choke. I told him that I was on the pill. “Look, don’t play with me. My wife would kill both of us if I got you pregnant.” His tone was serious as he looked at me with sternness. The lust and passion had been turned off. With an attitude I told him that I was on the pill. I slid to a dry spot on the bed and tucked a pillow under my head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so harsh sounding.” He kissed the back of my neck. I turned to face him and he continued kissing my neck. He must have thought another personality stepped out when I told him to never speak to me in that tone again. “I won’t,” he replied as he stopped kissing me and stared at me with a curious look on his face. He asked me if I enjoyed being with him. I looked at him and asked why. He told me that he really enjoyed being with me and that he would like to see me outside of the parties. I wanted to laugh; but he wouldn’t have asked if he weren’t serious. I told him that I didn’t think it could be done. I was thinking about being done with Rome and all of this as soon as the night was over. He covered me up and kissed me on my cheek. I felt like I was being put to bed by my prince charming as he told me to get some sleep.

I woke up to the sound of voices in the distant and the smell of breakfast. It was 12:15pm. My head was pounding and it felt no better between my legs. I got up and headed to the on suite bathroom to get cleaned up. A hot shower and some toothpaste in my mouth almost made me feel restored. I got dressed and headed out to see where the voices and nauseating smell of breakfast was coming from. I knew I had too much to drink when the smell of scrambled eggs and bacon didn’t appeal to me.
Rachell was standing at the other end of the hallway greeting me with a smile. “Girl you look like you need something to take the pain away.” I just smiled thinking this chick must be on some wonderful medication. When I turned the corner, Henry and Rome were sitting at the counter in the kitchen. She told me that they just started eating and asked me to sit down and eat too. 

Everything was cleaned as if there hadn’t been a house full of people just a few hours ago. Rome reached his arm out to me and asked how I was. I just nodded my head and avoided eye contact with everyone. He put his arm around my waist as I got closer and kissed me on my cheek. “Damn, he must have put that kitty in its place,” he smile and pulled me closer as I tried to pull away. I felt ashamed and jokes were the last thing I needed. He asked me to eat some toast which thankfully was plain and
Rachell offered me coffee. I looked at her to thank her as she sat a cup in front of me. She looked at me for a moment, looked at Henry who was sitting silently, then shrugged her shoulders and walked into the family room to use the phone.

It was silent in the kitchen for a while and Rome called it. “Dude, what the hell happened? You all quiet and shit. She all quiet,” he said as he looked at Henry. Henry got up and walked towards the back door, as he passed us, he told Rome “It’s all good”. Then he looked at me and said “it’s all real good.” Once again, I got that urge to tighten up
everything in my body as he spoke those words. He asked Rome to come talk with him and the two headed out to the patio.

As they were walking out,
Rachell was heading back into the kitchen. She pulled a stool close to me and sat down. She was really pleasant as she asked me if I would consider coming back. Was she serious? Could she not tell from my body language that I was ready to go and never come back? “I don’t know,” was the only drama free answer that entered my mind. She leaned into my personal space and told me that I had an open invitation to come back. “Actually, we would both like for you to come back.” As she said this, I had to take a drink of coffee to get her out of my space. I could feel her staring at me, but I looked straight ahead. I told her that I didn’t think this was something I would want to do again and she immediately asked why. “Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t bad…I mean at first it was kind of weird but after a while….” Just then, my inner voice told me to shut up before I told this woman that I enjoyed being fucked by her husband. She stood up and put her hand on my shoulder. “Look, he’s a good man. He is respectful, generous and has his finances in order. And the fact is, he loves the ground that I walk on and I do love him. The problem is, I’m not in love with him and I really don’t care to receive a single inch of his dick. I’m not attracted to him like that.”

She was serious and had to see the disbelief on my face when I turned to look at her. She ran her hand across my face like a man would when he’s admiring a woman. “I know you’re with Rome, and this isn’t something you’re really in to. But I like you. Henry likes you. And we would like to get to know you better. Maybe a few of your expenses could be worked out if you come and visit us every now and then- alone of course.” She kissed me on my lips then stood back waiting on my reaction or response. I was dumb founded for a minute then I had to clarify that she was asking me to come back to have sex with her and her husband. She told me that it was only taboo because I’ve never done it. “You’ve never had a serious orgasm until you’ve had your clit sucked while you were being fucked,” she stated in a matter of fact tone. That was my queue to see if Rome was ready to go. There was seriously something wrong with this chick. I told her that I don’t do females. I then stood up to see if Rome could be seen from where I was standing.
Rachell started laughing and said, “Okay, Okay. I don’t need you to do me. I just want you to come and do him every now and then. I would like to watch and touch, but I don’t have to. I do however; need a mistress for my man that I can be cool with. Like I said, I love him, I’m not giving him up, but I don’t want to fuck him.”

I was so glad to see the guys walking back in the door. I had no
idea  what their conversation out there was about, but I didn’t really care.  Rome grabbed his keys off the counter- a clear indication that he was ready to leave. It had begun raining and he said that he was going to get the car so I didn’t have to walk far. Rachell thanked us for coming, whispered to me to think about coming back and walked down the hallway. Henry walked us to the door and stood with me as Rome went to get the car. “So uh, are you good?” Henry asked. I looked at him briefly and said yes before looking back out the door. “I don’t usually push up on my boys’ women, but um….” He causally looked behind him to see if Rachell was within ear shot, “take my card. This is my spot if you ever want to just hand out, talk, let loose or whatever. Just tell the guy at the door you’re there to see me. I’ll put you on my permanent list.” I tucked the card in my purse to be polite just as Rome pulled up to the door.

The ride home was quiet. I wouldn’t dare ask Rome how his night was and prayed that he didn’t ask me. My car was at his house and all I could think about was how fast I would be able to speed away. Rome knew I was bothered by this whole ordeal and asked me to step inside for minute. He asked me if I was thirsty as he sat his keys on the table. I told him I was nauseated and that it would be best that I went home. “Come talk to me,” he said as he sat down on the couch. I walked over to him and he pulled me to sit on his lap. “This isn’t for you is it?”
He was really sincere sounding as he rubbed my back. I told him that the thought was bad enough and to actually sleep with someone else just made me feel nasty.

I slid off his lap and sat on the couch. “I know what you mean. Some people can do it freely. Some evolve and find more pleasure with each episode. Some can never do it,” he kissed my neck and I couldn’t help but pull away. I asked him why he didn’t make it clear that this was what he liked from day one. He shrugged his shoulders. He told me that he enjoys the rush of being with different
women. “I always use a rubber, but there is just something about feeling the walls of different women. The different degrees of tightness, the different ways you all climax and knowing that there will be no drama because it’s understood.” I swear he was getting aroused and I was getting irritated. “Well, I need to go.” I got up and he walked with me to the door. I looked down, and sure enough- he had a hard on. “So you’re not dumping me are you?” he asked as he was trying to adjust his pants. I told him that I would still answer his calls, but that this was more than I could stomach for the moment.