Codes: MF, Cons
Sara Quin
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“I can’t believe you’re doing this.”
Sara ignored her sister as she combed out her hair. It was her own mouth that got her into this, and she was planning to solve it.
Tegan continued, taking a swig from her orange juice. “Seriously, what’s gotten into you?”
Sara put down the comb and moved to doing her makeup. “I made a bet and someone called me on it.”
“That simple huh?” Tegan shook her head in admonishment. “I don’t believe this.”
“Geez, relax.” Sara finished applying her minimal makeup, turned to her sister and smiled. “How do I look?”
“Gay.” Sara sagged her shoulders as Tegan continued, “You look like you’re going to chop wood. Are you boys going to do that?”
Sara looked down at the flannel she was wearing. “Maybe, depends how his lumber goes.”
Tegan found herself staring at the ceiling. “Just go.”
“He’s kinda cute.” Sara found herself smiling. “He looks like David Bromstad.”
Sara’s twin looked down at her orange juice, wondering if it had been spiked. She opened her mouth but no words came out.
“Love you!” Sara skipped by on her way to her rendezvous.
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Sara fixed her hair one last time as she stepped out of the Uber. The hotel seemed to loom over her. Just one night. I can do this. Sara checked her phone and confirmed the room number. She sauntered across the lobby to the elevators and waited. What must have been a mere 30 seconds felt like hours as the elevator first made its’ way to the lobby, then ascended to the 12th floor. It was as if the universe was telling her she could back down. Yet, she was not.
The elevator dinged and deposited Sara onto the correct floor. Her eyes traced the carpeting to room 25. The door loomed large over the petite pixie. Sara shrugged and knocked. She could hear the rumbling of his steps as he approached the door. The sliding of the bolt seemed to take forever before it came free. The door swung open and she felt her insides tingle.
“You made it.” His smile was infectious, and one she readily returned.
“Of course I did.” He moved to the side and allowed her in. “Nice digs.”
“Just for now. I’m here on business remember?” He clicked the door shut behind her. “Home is Chicago.”
Sara nodded, still unsure. I wasn’t this nervous during my first time. Nick tried to soothe her.
“You can still back out if you want.” He said reassuringly, “The check is right here.”
“No. I said it and you called me on it.” That was her response and what she told herself leading up to this. She sat on the bed and he sat next to her. “I just don’t know where to begin.”
“Well,” He put a hand on her jean covered leg. “How do you normally begin?”
“First I put on music.”
He opened his phone to Pandora. “Any kind?”
“My own.” She smirked. “I love hearing myself as I fuck.”
“You’re joking right?”
“Of course I am.” Sara giggled, “Anything but death metal.”
“Right.” He scrolled through the list until he picked something. “This ok?”
Band of Horses emerged from his phone; the soft noise reverberating off the walls. “Good choice.”
Nick set the phone down on the dresser. “What next?”
“Well, then we have to strip.” Nick grabbed at his suit but Sara stopped him. “Each other.”
“Oh.” Geez, it’s like he’s a virgin. Then again, he never fucked a lesbian before.
“Let me start.” Sara stood up and stepped in front of him. She looked deep into the baby blue eyes as her fingers unknotted his tie. The red and black and striped number slid off from around his neck. It licked through her fingers before hitting the floor. His jacket came next, sliding off his shoulders revealing his shirt beneath. His white button-down suit seemed plastered to his skin as her hands went around. Just a preview. That’s what Sara told herself as she felt up and measured his body with her hands.
The petite brunette resisted the urge to tear off his shirt. Instead, she diligently undid the buttons, one at a time exposing his bare flesh. Sara pulled back the shirt, revealing his muscled chest. Not a hair was to be found across his tan skin as she dropped the shirt into the growing pile. Now that he was topless she could really admire his physique. Nick worked out, not overly so, but enough that his body was well made and well proportioned. Sara cringed internally as she felt a tingle down south. Am I get turned on?
“Your turn.” Sara tried to restrain herself, but failed when Nick leaned forward. He undid the knot that held her flannel closed; opening it up revealed her white undershirt with the faint outline of her black bra underneath. The material slid slowly off her skin until she was just in top. That white shirt went over her head and to floor. Sara felt exposed standing before him in just her black bra.
“You know what they say about black bras right?”
“What?” Sara didn’t actually know.
“You like to experiment.” She blushed fiercely as he reached around her and with deft hands undid the clasp in his first go. Maybe I do. It actually impressed Sara how easily he did that. She had to resist the urge to cup her breasts as the bra slid free. Her breasts were small, but stood proud on her chest. Her nipples were surprisingly large and stuck out like bullets. “Shall I continue?”
“Please.” It came out hoarse, dripping with desire. So much that Sara didn’t realize it. She wanted him now, bad. She yearned for his touch now, and loved it when his hands tugged on her belt. Sara quivered as his fingers traced along her skin as he undid the singular button on her pants. Her sandals disappeared along with her jeans.
Now she stood before him, clad in just her black panties. Already they were moist with her desire. Sara hooked her fingers around the narrow parts and shimmied side to side. “Shall I?”
“As you wish.” She did wish it. Sara stepped out of her panties as they hit the floor and stood before Nick. He leaned back to take her all in. Her sex was already glistening in the dim light of the apartment, the small V of pubic hair above pointing to it. For a moment, neither said anything, but now it was her turn.
The leather of his belt slipped through her fingers as did the zipper to his dockers. Sara leaned down and pulled off his shoes before yanking down his pants. Carefully, she stood back and examined her prize for the evening. Jutting from his groin was his member. It wasn’t fully hard, but quickly heading that direction. Fully erect she imagined it was just a shade over 8 inches. Just underneath were his two testicles, each the size of ping-pong balls.
“Do you like it?” Nick asked as she examined his dick critically.
“I’ve never seen one in person before.” Her hand reached out and touched it. Warm. It pulsed with the beat of his heart as she started to stroke it. That’s what I’m supposed to do right? Under her ministrations the member swelled in stature and rose up; ignoring gravity’s pull as it engorged to it’s full size. Already a bead of his lube was forming at the tip.
“Just wait til it’s inside you.”
“Right.” Sara responded. Nick motioned to her to move up but she instead maintained her grip on his cock; unwilling to let it go lest it slip away.
“Follow me.” He started scooting back up the bed. “I don’t want you to fall off.”
She followed, reluctantly releasing his member, and got up on the bed on her knees. Sara slowly crawled her way over to him. “So what now?”
Nick carefully pulled her forward til they were eye to eye. With nothing else left to lose he leaned in and kissed her. Sara’s eyes went wide as she felt his lips press into her own. Surprise was overwhelmed with desire and she found herself readily returning the kiss. Her soft moans of pleasure got caught in her throat as he wrapped his hands around her neck and pulled her closer. Sara’s leg went up over his stomach, her passion overwhelming everything else.
His cock poked her as she climbed over him. It drug along her belly, leaving a trail of his lube as it went. Their kisses became more frantic. Their tongues dueled for dominance inside their mouths as Sara anxiously started to rock back and forth. His member was behind her now. As her small ass jiggled his cock banged into her sex; setting the tone for their passion. So big. She mused as it hit the lips of her pussy.
Sara broke the kiss and pulled back so she was straddling him. His hands glided around her body, gently exploring her every curve. Suddenly she felt very subconscious about her body. I’m sure he’s got his choice of ladies….
“Sorry if…” She began, but Nick stopped her.
“You’re perfect.” He responded as he fondled her nipples. Pleasure shot through her like electricity as he kneaded and pulled at her teats. It was a weakness of hers, her nipples; they were so sensitive. Sometimes she could cum with nipple play alone, and Nick was bound to discover that as Sara turned into jello. “You like that?”
“Mmmm…...it feels….soo….good….” She rocked back into his cock. Her hands were wrapped around his, coaxing him along in his exploration. Her pussy was dripping now, and she feared she’d cum before they even fucked. Her brown eyes sparkled, “Ready for the main event?”
Nick stopped his teasing and nodded. Sara leaned forward, reaching down with a hand so she was able to grasp his rock hard cock. Slowly, she lowered herself so the head was right at her entrance. Here goes! Her labia spread wide as the member slid in. Her moans filled the room as she sunk down further and further; inches of cock disappearing as she went.
Sara knew she succeeded when she felt his hips. Holy shit! The brunette began to rock back and forth, raising her pelvis up before slamming it back down. His cock filled her up completely, filling her pussy and pressing out against the velvety interior. Her moans turned to cries of pleasure as she started to ride him. Her hands flew to her tits; squeezing and pulling at them to increase her pleasure.
So this is what hetero sex is like. Sara thought analytically. She’d messed around with dildos and vibrators before, but now...now was real sex with a real cock. Sara bucked her hips as she rode Nick. She was one yeehaw away from riding a bucking bronco as she went up and down upon his cock. For his part, Nick was able to thrust his hips in tune to her but mostly he was fascinated as she went. Her skin glistened with perspiration as Sara’s body moved rhythmically up and down and back and forth; her soft moans filling room as she did.
Nick could tell she was starting to tire though. Her movements slowed down, yet she suddenly twitched in place. Her entire body locked up as a orgasm came crashing down on her. It took them both by surprise. Sara’s body locked up as she threw her head back in a muted cry of pleasure. A grunt finally emanated from her mouth as her brain started to function again. Yet, she was spent.
“Need to switch?”
Sara wiped the sweat off her brow, “Please.”
Nick surprised her by coming up from his position; grabbing her hips. He was able to spin them so they were facing the bed edge and stood up. Oh god! Sara was locked firmly in place by his cock as he moved about the room. He slowly kept rocking her as she went, making sure she was still bubbling with pleasure. Sara yelped in surprise as she felt herself being pressed against the cold glass of the sliding door. It provided a unique feeling as he started up again. His pace was slow and gentle.
Anyone looking at room 25 on the 12th floor would be in for quite the sight. Sara’s back arched against the glass balcony door as her legs wrapped around his muscular torso. Her small butt went up and down the glass as Nick steadily thrust in and out. It wasn't the animalistic sex she expected. It was more sensual; she liked it.
“I'm getting close!” He hissed out. Nick’s brow was covered in sweat. Sara may have weighed a buck twenty at most, but the strain was taking its toll on her partner.
“Yea?” Sara hissed back, her second orgasm was close in coming.
“YEA!” His pumping took on a more urgent tone as he neared his release. Sara for her part was experiencing her own orgasm. Waves of pleasure shot through her body, tensing up her body as her cunt released a spray of juices. Her mind fogged over with joy as the warm glow surged from her toes to her scalp.
“Don't cum in me!” Sara managed to yell out. Though the thought of his massive load of spunk filling her up excited her in a way she never encountered. Yeah, a huge load of cream dumping into me. It added a peak to her orgasm.
Nick dropped her to floor. Not unceremoniously, but slow enough that she was able land on her knees. Sara looked up at him, but his large member dominated her view. She knew what was going to happen next. One hand outstretched and grabbed the base of his cock while the other slid down to her dripping sex. Sara opened her mouth wide and slid forward.
Like a lollipop. She thought as the big dick entered her mouth. Never having had experienced it before, she treated it like a lollipop. Sara noisily slurped and sucked the prick; her mouth barely fitting around the large head as her tongue tried to massage it.
His hands went behind her head and started to push and pull; bucking his hips in turn. The result was obvious. The 8-inch member slid back and forth in her mouth. Her throat bulged as it slid down. It felt hot to Sara to be used like this. It excited her. The juices flowing freely from her cunt confirmed it as one free hand pawed at her sex. Desperately she tried for her g-spot; anxious to get one last orgasm in.
“I'm gonna cum! Are you ready!?” Nick stated through gritted teeth. He was trying to hold off cumming until Sara approved. She tried to nod, but it was difficult with a 4 inch thick cock jammed down her throat. She managed to signal okay to him. He shoved his dick in as far as it would go and let loose with a long grunt.
Sara gagged at first as he came. His dick seemed to flare in size before it bucked and released its’ cargo. The first shot went clear down her throat before the second caused her to gag. The cock sprang free and unloaded across her face. The next shot splashed just under her eye and across her cheek, while the final shot hit right between the eyes. A few feeble drops came out and splattered across her small chest. A flood of her own juices signalled her own orgasm; her body convulsing as she reached a third release.
Sara licked cum off her lips. The flavor actually isn’t that bad. She actually enjoyed the taste as she scooped the rest of it and gulped it down. Nick had withdrawn his softening member and wiped it off. He offered her the towel which she gladly took. Sara wiped off the remains of his
spunk and tossed the towel aside. She then willingly joined him on the bed. Her tiny body seemed dwarfed by his frame as she cuddled up to him. Her hands wrapped around his chest to his neck, while a leg found curling up over his. For the longest time they said nothing. His right arm found its’ way up behind her body puller her even closer.
“Was it that bad?”
“No….” Sara processed the last few hours. “It was wonderful actually.”
He pulled her tighter. “Glad you enjoyed it.”
One last piece of business. Sara pointed at the nightstand. “Can you hand me that please?”
Nick reached over, grabbed the check and offered it to her. Sara held the check in her hands. One million dollars. Enough to make a new album. Enough to do so much.
Confetti rained down on them as she tore up the check and tossed it into the air.
“Are you sure?” Nick asked incredulously.
“There’s always next time.” Sara responded as she snuggled closer to him.
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