Damian by Jessica Wood Page B

through her long curls that covered my lower region. Then my cock disappeared into her mouth again. I groaned in pleasure as her tongue moved purposefully along the side of my shaft and she took me deep inside her mouth.
    Then I noticed that, on the right side of me, a naked blonde was waking up.
    “God, I’m horny,” she purred as she enviously watched the brunette going down on me. She traced her fingers up and down my chest as she started to suck on my ear. She began to whimper as I fondled her right breast with my hand and circled my finger around her nipple.
    I groaned and grinned wide as the brunette moved up and down my cock like a champ. She hummed and moaned as she gained momentum, and the vibration against my shaft pushed me closer towards the edge. I love a girl who knows how to give good head. I grabbed a fistful of her hair with my free hand and moved her mouth, forcing myself deeper inside her as I increased the speed and depth of her movements. Once she began to move at a desired pace without my encouragement, I let go of her hair and allowed her to do the work.
    After a few minutes, I was close to my climax. But to my annoyance, the brunette slowed her speed and then stopped.
    “What the fuck.” I looked down at her. “Keep going,” I demanded.
    “My turn,” the blonde begged.
    Ignoring her friend, the brunette smiled up at me, her eyes glazed with pleasure as her hands fondled my balls. “Or I could ride you?” she offered. “You’ve got me so wet from tasting you. I want to ride you hard .”
    For some reason, I thought about it for a split second.
    “Sure. Saddle up baby. As long as I don’t have to do a thing, do whatever you want. Oh, and use a condom.”
    She obeyed and straddled on top of me, riding my cock like she was competing in a rodeo. Her large breasts bounced as loud yelps and whimpers escaped her lips each time her pussy took me in deeper.
    Then I saw the blonde move towards her friend and they began to kiss each other passionately as they eyed me. As the blonde started massaging her friend’s breasts with her hands, the brunette moved her hand down her friend’s body and glided her index and middle fingers in and out of the blonde’s wetness, synchronizing her thrusts with my cock’s movements. Both girls began to gasp and moan in pleasure as the brunette rode me deeper and faster.
    I closed my eyes again to focus on my own pleasure. But within seconds, instead of sinking into the simple pleasure of a typical morning fuck session, I found my thoughts drifting back to the dream I’d been having before this brunette woke me up.
    It was about Alexis.
    Despite all my efforts to keep my distance from her, she had been a reoccurring part of my dreams ever since the day she locked herself out of her apartment. It had been two weeks since Alexis had refused to hang out with me, and since then, I had been avoiding her. I was pretty sure she had been avoiding me as well. She hadn’t stopped by the bar since that night we had sushi. I knew a part of me had been looking out for her, waiting for her to stop in for a drink to see me. But each time I spotted a brunette coming into the bar from the corner of my eyes, I had glanced towards the door and felt a wave a disappointment when I realized it wasn’t her.
    In the last two weeks, I had tried my best to keep my mind and my cock from thinking of her. I had been fucking more women more often. I hadn’t known that was even possible with my busy schedule as it was, but I had made it happen. I would fuck these nameless girls several times throughout the night before kicking them out in the morning after another round in bed or in the shower. I would fucked them hard—not the soft, romantic shit, but the hard, dirty sex you saw in XXX porn videos.
    But to be honest, I was exhausted—sex had started to feel like a part-time job—and I was bored. The rush I normally felt after an all-night fuck session wasn’t as exciting. The highs were