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The cock inside of me belongs to a man who thinks I’m hot as hell. I’m not lying when I tell you I’m not usually self-conscious about my body, but I think not hating my body is a different thing than getting an opportunity to feel proud of it. I kiss him, run my hands over his sides, and move my hips beneath him to meet his thrusts.
He slowly builds up speed, which is amazing because I’m already cumming when he enters me. The restraint he shows,though somehow makes me… I mean, I’m cumming, but it still feels like pleasure is building up. I’ve never had multiple orgasms before. I wonder if that’s what’s about to happen.
He kisses my neck and throat. That frees up my mouth so I’m able to moan, “Oh, Drake. Drake. Drake.” Yeah, I’m probably not the most well-spoken girl on Earth. With the way things feel right now, it’s a miracle I manage any voice at all. He moves faster and increases the power. I cling to his back when he does that and hook a leg over his ass so I can use it to lift myself up against him. I can’t believe how good this is!
God, he’s still rubbing my clit too. My pussy is gripping hard, my body is jerking uncontrollably, I’m gasping and moaning and crying out, and my clit is still shivering like… I don’t know, like an instrument or something. It’s like he’s playing my clit like a violin, and the most perfect note in the world is reverberating through me from head to toe.
It’s so good that I don’t really register how big he is for a while. I’m so focused on trying to process the feelings he’s giving me that it’s a little while before I realize how fucking huge he is.
I don’t have a lot of experience with sex. I’m not a virgin, obviously, and I do okay with guys even if I’m not the supermodel type that Courtney is. But I still can count the number of times I’ve had sex in the past year on one hand, and the only way to show you how many orgasms I have that I don’t give myself is if I close my fist.
The point is, it might very well be that there are a lot of men as big as Drake, but if there are, I’ve never met them. I can feel his cock stretch my pussy more than anyone else ever has, and as I throb and pulse with orgasm, my pussy wraps tightly around him, and I can feel every inch. I focus on the ridge of his head moving deeply through me, and each time it passes my g-spot, my orgasm bursts again.
I cling to him and whisper in his ear, “Cum in me, Drake. Cum in me.”
He begins to increase the pace of his movements, and the pleasure becomes nearly unbearable. He continues to stroke my clit, and I gasp, and my body tightens around him. My pussy grips hard, and after a moment, it begins to tremble, nearly overwhelmed. I guess that must feel to him like my pussy is vibrating around him because he immediately cries out, “Goddamn,Shelly!” and cums deep and hard in me.
The moment I feel his cock jerk inside me, I cum again. I can feel my body trembling uncontrollably around him even as I nearly pass out. God, it’s like I’m glowing like a lightbulb!
More like strobing, because he keeps stroking my clit, and that keeps me cumming. He doesn’t stop until he pulls out of me. My pussy makes a little popping noise when he leaves me, and I shiver and curl up, shaking and gasping as he finally releases me and allows me a chance to somehow recover from what is easily the hardest orgasm I’ve ever had.
Chapter Five
“What are we?” I ask.
I feel really stupid about asking, especially when I have to reach for the nightstand really quickly to get a tissue to clean up the cum that dribbles from my mouth as I ask.
What kind of a girl asks that question after a blowjob? If she is going to ask that question, how in the world does she choose to do it before swallowing?
Yeah, talk about humiliation!
But I need to know the answer. After four months, I see Drake almost every day. Nine times out of ten, when I see him, there are orgasms involved. Damn, the sex is incredible. He makes me feel so beautiful. But we don’t talk about the relationship.
We do things that aren’t sex. We’ll eat at the restaurants in town, sometimes with Courtney and Cooper but just as much by ourselves. He’s put me on the back of his bike and taken me into the forest, showing me natural rock formations, places where I’ll see deer, and some waterfalls, too. It’s not like he just shows up, pulls his pants down, and sticks his dick in me.
In fact, every time it happens so abruptly, I’m the one pulling his pants down. The man turns me into some kind of sex addict.
He asks, “What are we doing?”
I nod. “Exactly.”
“Did the plans change? I thought we were meeting Cooper and Courtney at the field for the fireworks show.”
I groan. “I didn’t mean what are we doing tonight. I mean what are we doing. You and me. What are we?” He frowns in confusion, and I say, “Am I your girlfriend?”
His eyes widen a bit. “Oh! Now I get it. Um, do you want to be?”
What a miserable answer. “I want to know what you want,” I say.
“I want you to be my girlfriend more than I can say,” he says, “but what does a girl like you want with a guy like me? I won’t like and say I don’t want more but I won’t pressure you. I’ll be happy with whatever you’re willing to give me.”
It takes me a minute to process his words. Even then, I’m not entirely sure that I’ve got things right. I finally say, “Wait a minute. You want to be with me, but you don’t think I want it?”
He nods with an expression that suggests he thinks it’s pretty damned obvious. He says, “I don’t have any illusions, Shelly,” he says. “I know you get a thousand better guys than me. I want more. I won’t lie to you.” He shrugs. “But I’m willing to just keep things as they are, to get what you’re willing to give for as long as you’re willing to give it.”
It clicks intellectually but it still takes a moment or two of processing before I realize the significance of what he’s saying. I mean, the man really thinks I’m the catch, not him! I blurt out, “I’m your girlfriend, damn it.”
Then, I just lean down again and close my mouth over his now soft cock. He squirms a little because he’s sensitive. I pull my mouth off and say, “Suck it up, Boyfriend,” and then get mylips back around him. I’m not a total bitch, though. I suck very softly and keep the strokes with my tongue long and gentle. I only increase the stimulation when he starts moving his hips a little and I know he’s ready for more.
