One Night Stand (Phase II)

One Night Stand (Phase II) One Night Stand (Phase II)

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Sometimes all it takes is one good night to get over someone.

Summary

Sometimes all it takes is one good night to get over someone.

Content

Submitted: May 15, 2018

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Content

Submitted: May 15, 2018

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Author's Note: I should have published this as a book, but since it's already started, I'll just continue it as a short story in phases. If you haven't already, read part one One Night Stand before reading this so you have context as to what's happening. 

Phase II

“Come here beautiful.” The stranger pulled me to him and devoured my mouth with his. Now shrouded by tinted windows and the absence of a streetlight, he deftly unfastened the buttons of my blouse, slipped his hand inside and gave my lace bound breast a sensual squeeze.

Mmm, so not you. Heat, anger, passion, and hurt fired through my veins between the stranger’s ardent kisses and manifested in anxious hands tugging at the snaps of a stylish western shirt. Beneath the blue plaid fabric, I was surprised to find a smooth, well-defined, sexy chest. No coarse, Neanderthal man-fur. Yes! I ran my palms over the stranger’s contours reveling in every delicious, curve. With reverence, I kissed the taut, beautiful flesh—repeatedly—and swirled my tongue over each aroused nipple.

“My turn,” he announced, tugging one of the cups of my bra down. Action, not words. Thank you. I gasped at the feel of his moist mouth hungrily sucking my breast and leaned back to allow him better access. Wasting no time, he freed the other side and gave it equal attention. Longing—for sex, for comfort, for escape consumed me as he kissed his way up my chest and nibbled my neck. An image of you watching him touch and kiss what was once yours flickered in my thoughts. I relished the look of jealousy and disgust on your face—the hurt. The hurt.

Vengeance, sweet and wicked, overtook me. Nudging the stranger away, I sat up. “I wanna fuck you. Right now!”

He straightened and smiled. “Phase Two.”

I watched with anticipation as he leaned against the seat, stretched his legs forward, and raised his hips to undo his pants. When his naked, erect dick sprang forward, your voice echoed in my mind. I wish I had more to give you. The stranger had a good two inches more, and I couldn’t wait to bury them deep inside of me.

As I wriggled out of my own jeans, the stranger rolled a condom onto his erection. Hot and safe. Perfect! I patted the seat on my side of the truck. “Slide over here.”

I half-stood near the door to give him room to awkwardly move over then straddled his thighs so that my pussy was near his dick but not on it. Up this close, I took a second to really look at who I was with. Renegade, black, wavy hair hung to the edge of the stranger’s face; eyes deep set and dark reflected a daring nature, but a smooth, aristocratic jaw kept the bad boy image in check.

Tangling my fingers in his hair, I tilted his head back and sensually assaulted his mouth. He grabbed me by the hips, urging my pelvis closer to him. With wave-like motion, I eased forward to rub against his erection then receded. I did it again—and again—and again until he moaned and the feel of his hard promise teasing my soft folds made my juices trickle. Hot with need, I rose up on my knees. The stranger reached between us and held his rock-hard dick steady while I positioned my slick pussy over his cockhead.

“Slowly,” I whispered.

The stranger sat still.

As I lowered myself onto him, a sharp gasp caught in my throat at the sensation of being penetrated. The stranger sucked air through his teeth and tightened his grip on my hips but did not thrust. Inching my way downward, his length and girth stretched me, filled me.  

“That’s it; take it, baby. Take it all,” the stranger coaxed.

Finally! The position I like and the way I like it—risky! You keep your tired-ass bedroom sex! With his massive cock now fully interred, I wanted one more thing. “Kiss me,” I directed.

The stranger reached for my face and brought my mouth to his. Parting my lips with the pressure of his own, he tongue-fucked me until my clit twitched. Yes! Oh God, yes! Something about being full of dick and having a probing tongue down my throat at the same time triggered a rush of carnal lust I almost couldn’t stand. Instinctively, I kegeled the massive cock inside me and swiveled my hips in a small figure eight, making it graze spots that have no letters to name them. More, more, more! I began rhythmically thrusting my pelvis forward to keep the pleasure coming, but your voice and the words you’re a great lay haunted my ears.

Releasing a guttural moan, the stranger dragged his lips away from mine and once again grabbed my hips, but this time pulled me hard toward him.

“Oh, God!” I cried, clawing at his broad shoulders as searing, hot pleasure shot through my core. Mmm, you’re so… “Talk to me!” I commanded. I needed words, his words, to obliterate yours.

Without delay, the stranger launched an aural seduction. “You feel sooo good on my cock baby. “Ride it. Take what you want. Take it, baby. Fuck me. Fuck that dick!”

The strokes to my ego felt every bit as good as the strokes of pussy on cock, and I did what he said. I moved faster, building that friction, feeling that sweet heat inside me grow more and more intense with each thrust. “God, you feel good!”

“Go, baby. Get it.” He encouraged. “It’s yours.”

“It’s mine,” I repeated, panting.

“Come on my hard cock.”

“Ye-e-s.” I rocked forward, and the stranger’s rod reached a place I didn’t even know I had. My pussy clenched, determined to keep that tantalizing tip in place. With staccatoed strokes, I fucked and made that cockhead rub me just right. Suddenly nothing else mattered but the feeling in my pussy—the heat, the friction, the NEED!

“Let it go, baby. I can take it,” the stranger breathed.

The words sent fire racing through my blood, and my body responded by grinding on his and driving his dick in hard and fast once again.

“Now baby, Now!”

Panting, riding, tensing, and clenching, I begged, “Fuck me! Oh baby, FUCK ME!”

The sharp slap of skin against skin sounded. Gasping, I reveled at the shock of pain on my ass cheek and the sensory overload it provoked. My pussy clamped down hard on the dick inside it and the tip reached that sweet, nameless spot one last time. I cried out and my entire body seized in orgasm. As I slumped over the stranger's shoulder breathless and spent, one voice and two words, all his, echoed in my mind. You're amazing. 

(Phase III coming soon)


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