Soon, he kissed a trail down my stomach to my thong, pressing his lips against the thin sheer of the fabric. The pressure hit just the right spot, as he had expected – my hands dug backwards into the comforter, and my back rose up from the bed.
“Ooohhh…” I murmured in delight, biting my bottom lip as he chuckled huskily, repeating
the effort a second, then a third time…
And before I knew it, his thumbs had slid into the small lining, and he was whipping my thong clean off my thighs, around my ankles, and off to the floor with the dress.
“It’s not fair, Lex,” I whispered hungrily.
“What’s that, love?”
“I’m completely naked for you, and you’ve still got everything on…” I grasped his tie, pulling his face down to mine. Our lips met, and I kissed him fervently, sliding my tongue along his own. “You’d better lose some of this…”
“Why don’t you give me a hand, yeah?”
I sat up and knelt behind him as he sat on the nearby corner of the bed. My hands brushed along his blazer, sliding it off his shoulders and tossing it to the side. Reaching around his throat, I slowly, gradually undid his tie, sliding it up his dress shirt as I pulled it free.
Next, my hands wrapped around his arms, and I found and began unclasping his buttons. My lips dug into his neck, tasting of his throat as I slowly, gradually undressed this beautiful specimen of a man.
With the shirt free, that left only his slacks and socks. For a moment, I was distracted by the dark, intricate tattoos, hinting at something fierce beneath that skin…
Lex stood up in front of me, and I grew distracted. I began to unbuckle his belt, sensing the heated power of his tremendous cock. Just knowing how close it was drove me absolutely wild.
The mighty beast bulged against his boxer briefs as they came into sight. I was tempted to stop where I was, release the dragon, and try to get it into my mouth…
But Lex noticed this, and he urged me onwards. I continued pulling his slacks down until he stepped out of them, whipping off his socks, and standing confidently before me.
Lex was a sight to behold.
He stood just over six feet tall, with a broad, rugged and athletic build that was just stacked with sharp, incredible muscles. The rugged six-pack beneath his pectorals stretched down to the telltale “v”, digging down to his cock…
A cock that was huge.
Who the hell was this guy? Everything about him screamed confidence, experience, and eager to please…
Besides the amazing body on this rugged foreigner, I was caught off-guard by the ink. Swirls of black tattoos stretched across his pecs and down his arms, stretching down towards his six-pack.
“Were those… painful?” I cautiously asked with abated breath, unable to rip my eyes from the fierce tattoos.
“Some,” he chuckled, crossing his arms to show them off. “Obviously, the ones above my heart were the worst. The skin’s rather tender there… do you like them?”
I had the worst case of cottonmouth I’d had in ages, and all I could do was nod curiously, my eyes still glued to their edges.
“Good…”
I realized too late that he was pushing me back in bed, coercing me backwards until I was comfortably lying in the pillows. His lips met my skin along my collarbone again, and he hungrily peppered a trail of kisses downwards, his fingernails digging into my skin and dragging down to clench above my thighs…
As he pressed into the creases of my hips, shouldering my thighs above his shoulders, his lips pressed into each thigh in succession. He stained them with kisses before pressing his face between my legs, his tongue immediately gracing my engorged clit and sending shivers down my spine.
“Oh, Lex…” I murmured with a moan.
He continued to pry the bead of my passion, his lips pressing against my wet sex. “You taste so good, love,” he observed, his voice dripping with lust. “You’re just what I wanted.”
I nodded, lost in pleasure. He stroked my clit with his tongue once more, falling into a rhythm as he manipulated the tiny organ in ways no man had ever done to me before.
He knew when enough was enough, too, pulling back just as the button started to grow sensitive. His tongue stiffened as it pressed into my body, lapping away at my lower lips as he clenched his fingertips deeper into my thighs. In response, my legs tightened around his skull, and my back threw itself against the bed again.
“Oh god… Lex… fuck…”
My fingers threaded back into his hair as I rode his tongue, eager for release. His face kept pressing against the sensitive folds above my slickened opening, and it continuously pushed me to new heights.
He’s just so fucking good at this, I thought to myself. Holy shit, Riley, you finally found someone who knows how to get you off…
True to form, it wasn’t long before I could feel the distant rumblings of an impending orgasm. Whereas actually experiencing my own thrilling conclusion was a gamble every time, this man had brought my senses to a record-beating level, both in intensity and speed.
“Oh god… Lex… I’m gonna… don’t stop, please don’t stop… don’t you dare fucking stop…”
My thighs tightened around his face as he amped up the rhythm, returning to suck my clit into his mouth.
I was putty in his hands then, and the shivers down my spine turned into pure, unadulterated nirvana. As pleasure whiplashed down my back, a jaw-dropping orgasm tore through me, tearing inhuman, animalistic groans from my lips.
“Fuck – Lex – I’m coming – just –”
With staggered breaths, I moaned out a string of expletives, finally crumpling to a heap against the bed. He disentangled my legs from around his head, pulling himself up to plant a stained kiss against my lips.
My arms wrapped around him, pulling him deeper. I could taste the evidence of my own satisfaction on him, and our tongues danced together as I wiped it clean with my own.
“Who are you?” I found myself asking with a mixture of contentment and surprise at his skill. “I’ve never, ever been with someone this… talented…”
“Well, Lex Lambert isn’t just someone, love,” he chuckled knowingly. After a second, his face changed, and he realized he’d divulged his surname to me.
“…Forget I said that,” he chuckled nervously.
“Why, is your name important?” I asked, glancing curiously at him. “Really though, now that you mention it… who are you?”
“Just someone passing through,” he deflected casually, stroking his cock as he hovered above me. Supporting himself on one elbow, I could sense the power of his chiseled strength, and I knew that my window to press the matter was closing – and fast.
“Lex, you can tell me anything–”
The head of his cock pushed into me, parting the wet, yearning lips of my slick chasm around his generous girth.
“Wait – you’re not wearing a condom –”
“Don’t worry, love,” he chuckled between groans. “I’m clean. I get checked every few weeks… and I had a vasectomy. If there’s a kid happening, that kid’s gonna be planned.”
Every few weeks?
How much sex does this dude HAVE?
I felt his tremendous size pushing inwards, stretching my body and testing my limits.
All semblances of composure and concentration flew straight out the window. It was all I could do to keep my head as he thrust himself deeper inward.
“Oh fuck me sideways,” I moaned. “There’s no way this is gonna fit…”
“It’s working out nicely so far,” Lex chuckled, holding me down as he pushed another inch inside. “Go on, just relax… we’re already halfway there, love…”
I adjusted my hips, spurred on his words.
“Come on, then,” I murmured. “Let’s do this.”
With a cocky little grin, Lex pushed deeper. His rock-hard weapon pierced further into my trembling folds, pulling deep moans from my lips and forcing him to groan with intensity.
“Fuck, Riley, you’re so goddamn tight around my cock…” He murmured with conviction. “I’m not even all the way in, yet. It’s so hot inside….”
“You feel so good inside me,” I cooed between moans, my fingers clenching into the bedding again. Truth be told, it felt like he was splitting me apart… but oddly, it was an intensely satisfying way
to go. If he really did break me in two, it would be worth it. “Hold on a minute, please.”
“Okay,” he hurriedly responded, pausing in the onward march of his thick cock.