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With that, I gripped his shoulders and climbed him like a tree. He spun me around, leaned me against the counter, and then pulled me off and onto his cock. He skewered me. If there’s a way to go deeper, you’d have to show me, because I thought he might rip me in half.
My pussy rose and then fell onto him, each inch, each centimeter lighting up my insides. Every move, jerk, and wiggle caressed the walls of my pussy.
I screamed and wrapped one arm over his shoulder and the other around the back of his head. He plowed into me, fucking me upward with long, hard, deep thrusts. My jaw wouldn’t work, it just dangled open and air hissed from my lungs, as I fought to control my breathing.
“Yes!” I cried.
And I lost myself in him. I bit into his shoulder, held on, and struggled to find oxygen through short raspy gasps. He fucked the breath out of me. Then he kissed me hard with his next drive, and sighed into my mouth, giving me new life again.
I reached under his arms so I could grip his shoulders like I was about to do pullups on his body, and that’s exactly what I did. As he grew tired, I did the fucking. I pulled up, then shoved myself down, up, down, up.
Fuck! I…can’t…keep…up.
I came so fucking hard I thought I might put the last one to shame. I couldn’t move. My body convulsed. My pussy trembled from the inside and my legs shook on the outside. All that ice and warmth from before suddenly became a river of kerosene and Wesley threw a lit match onto it. I clawed at his arms and pulled at his hair as my pussy unloaded again, submitting to his cock, drenching him down to his balls and onto his legs.
“Uhh…oh…I…just…”
I couldn’t even speak. The words wouldn’t formulate.
“I can’t anymore,” he said. “I’m trying not to come, but…”
“Are you kidding me?” I yelled. “Come, baby! Just come!”
I pulled off of him and bent over the bed, lifting my pussy up for him so he could finish easier.
“Finish,” I told him.
Saying those words was like letting him off his leash. He gripped my hips and rammed his cock into me from behind. I dropped my head to the plastic covered mat of the bed and rode it out, my eyes fighting to close. His cock spurted into me, and the warmth I’d felt from the hose was nothing like the feeling of this man, this real fucking man, letting himself go inside of me. He’d resisted so long and was finally giving it all to me.
His thrusts became less energetic and his cock slid out of me easier than ever. He was spent but still trying to give me all he had. I relaxed and sunk into the rhythm of the fuck coming to an end, switching from the passionate pounding to the lackadaisical lovemaking.
Finally, when he had no more to give, he collapsed on top of me, and he kissed me. I was fulfilled.
“You were everything I’d ever dreamed of,” he said, as he pulled out, retrieved the hose, and showered us both down with warm water.
This time I washed myself, pouring soap into my cupped hands and cleaning myself. We kissed
in the stream of the hot water, but it wasn’t the same. I couldn’t help but feeling like a whore for some reason. What was it with me? I was Mandy, Maybe Mandy, living a life of Maybes. Maybe I’d fuck somebody, maybe not. Maybe we’d date, if I wanted to. Maybe we’d even get married if I was ready to settle down.
Under the stream of water I wondered if I’d been fooling myself. Was my whole “Maybe” bit only a scheme to fool myself into believing I was in control? Would this man, Wesley, consider being with me if I really wanted him to? He seemed to have a serious high school crush on me, but is that all it was?
“You’re so gorgeous,” Wesley said, and I heard him, but I couldn’t seem to focus on it.
Too many other thoughts were on my mind. Like why hadn’t Braden tried to be with me on a serious level after our wild night together? Would Valentino have taken me seriously if I’d lived in Mexico rather than only passing through for a summer fling? Would Wesley want to introduce me as his girl rather than someone he just wanted to show HIS BUSINESS to?
I wasn’t sure anymore. I thought I was.
Fuck, this is depressing.
“…the reunion is still going on? Probably over by now right?” Wesley was saying.
I caught only the tail end of his questions.
I just wanted to go back to my hotel room, shower again, and be alone. Then I’d go home tomorrow and be alone. I suddenly became aware that I was alone…a lot. I didn’t even have a fucking dog or a cat.
Why am I feeling like this? This was fun. This was wild. This is me.
“Can you take me back to the hotel?” I asked.
