Naked Truth (13 page)

“Come here, Cupcake,” I tell her and crook my finger at her so there is no mistaking where I want her.

She smiles but wordlessly makes her way over to my side.  The moment she reaches me, I pull her in close and ravish her neck.  I’ve wanted to do this for what feels like forever.  She leans her head back, giving me the perfect invitation to continue exploring her body.

Violet moans in pleasure and I’m struggling to slow my pace. We have all night, I keep reminding myself, but my body won’t listen.

Just as I’m about to breach her tank top, she stops me. Please, no.

“Wait, Jordan,” she says, completely out of breath.

I wait with bated breath for what she has to say.  I’m praying that she hasn’t changed her mind about tonight.

“I want…” she starts but has trouble completing her sentence as I am now sucking on her nipple through her shirt.

“Hmmm?”  I ask around her pert nipple.

“I wanna try.”

I pull my head back and look at her in confusion.

“Try?”

“You know,” she says then looks pointedly at my cock.

I snicker at her refusal to say it.

“Gonna have to be more specific there, Cupcake,” I say then go back after her other nipple.

She pushes my face away.  “I can’t concentrate when you do that.”  She laughs.

“Kinda the point, baby.”  I grin mischievously.

“I’ve never done it,” she says and that’s all it takes for me to stop dead.

“Violet, you’ve never had sex?”  I ask seriously, yet completely baffled.  “Cause you are hot as fuck.  I don’t see how that’s possible.”

She gets shy on me again and I don’t like that she feels that way around me while we are being this intimate.

“Violet, look at me.”

She does as I ask.

“You can say anything to me.  Please don’t shut down.”

She nods in understanding.  “No, I mean, yes.  I’ve had sex, but only a few times,” she explains.

A weird combination of emotions rush through me, but it’s the jealousy that another man has been inside of her that takes over. Shit, I need to get my ass together.

“Then what are you talking about?”  I ask, trying to control my emotions.

She looks at my cock again, tipping her head in its direction.

“Violet?  Say it.”

“I’ve never sucked cock before, okay?  Sheesh!”  She tells me, not as embarrassed as she usually is and that makes me happy.

I just stare at her.  I’m a fucking lucky bastard.

“Do you want to stop now?” she asks with an ounce of rejection in her shaky voice.

“Fuck no!  I’m honored,” I tell her with a wide, shit-eating grin.  “You want to try now?”

“Mmhmm,” she mumbles shyly.

“Okay, you take the reins, hot stuff; you have total control.”

“Really?” she asks, incredulously. 

“Absolutely.  I want your first time to be on your terms.  But don’t get me wrong, after you have your fun, that pussy of yours is all mine,” I remind her.

She giggles.

“Deal!  But just remember, I have no idea what I am doing, so I may need some guidance.”

“Sweetheart, just the prospect of my cock sliding into that perfect little hot mouth of yours is enough to make me ready to blow,” I reassure her.

That must’ve been enough to give my flower the confidence that she needed because before I know it, she is walking me backward until my back hits the balcony.

“You sure you want to do this?”  I ask one more time.

“Shhh,” she shushes me, and just like that, my feisty girl is in control.

She unties my pajama pants, letting them drop to the floor.  She then signals for me to step out of them and I do as she asks. Damn, this is hot.  I’ve never given over control before; I may have to do it more often.

She puts a finger in the air making a twirling motion and my nerves set in a bit.  What is she planning?

“Turn around, please,” she commands.

I give her a questioning look, but once again, do as she asks.

“Did you know that I am a total ass girl?” she asks me, but I don’t say a word.  I am assuming that is just a rhetorical question.  Moreover, don’t think it slipped by me that she used the term “ass,” and not “butt.”

She runs her finger down my spine and goose bumps automatically start popping up.  God damn.  I then feel both hands flat on my ass as she gives both cheeks a firm squeeze.

“And you, my friend, have a perfect ass,” she whispers into my ear and my cock jumps.  It’s fucking starting to hurt, so I use one hand to cup my balls, then use my other to give it a few strokes.  Poor thing is desperate for attention.

“Didn’t we establish that we’re more than just friends, cherry tits?”  I ask like a smart ass, and she rewards me with an answer. 

She slaps my ass!

“Violet!”

She softly rubs over where she just slapped, but then I feel her squatting down.  What the fuck?

Violet leans in and then begins to kiss where she slapped and it feels so fucking good.

“I’ve never had anyone literally kiss my ass before,” I joke.

But she doesn’t find it funny, so she slaps me again. Harder.  This time my cock leaks out a few drops of pre-cum without me even stroking it.  Shit!  Who knew I’d be so turned on by my ass. I’m sure it has everything to do with who is back there.

“You remember all those articles I read and remember?”

“Uh huh,” I answer, unable to completely focus.

“Well that includes videos, as well.”

“Okay, I have no idea what that means, but…Holy mother fucking shit!”  I yell.

You see, what Violet meant is, she may not have ever given a blow job, but she has certainly seen one and knows what to do.

My cunning little tease grabbed my ass cheeks and separated them very gently, just far enough so I had no idea what she was going to do next.  She then leaned in and with her sweet, soft, wet tongue, she licked around and across my tight, exit-only hole.  Hence, the litany of curses that escaped my now hanging open mouth.

I clench tightly after the first time, but my body knows how fucking fantastic it felt, so it allows her a second crack at it.  This time, she inserts the tip of her tongue and hits some magical place where leprechauns are dancing on top of unicorn farts, and I come on the spot.  Instantly.  No warning.

“Are you fucking kidding me?”  I bite out then start laughing hysterically, unable to believe what just happened.  I just came, with my girlfriend’s tongue up my ass!  My naïve and innocent girlfriend.  On a balcony. In public. 

My flaccid cock is now swinging in the wind, and she is still fully dressed.  My dainty little Violet has morphed into a wildflower.  What is this world coming to?

Jordan abruptly spins around, grabs me by my underarms, and lifts me up to him.  My legs latch on around his waist and I am holding on like a freaking koala bear.  Within seconds, his lips smash into mine and I have no option but to open up.  His tongue automatically darts out and starts exploring my mouth.  I am beyond turned on.  The fact that he would be willing to kiss me this way, after my tongue was just in his ass, has me grinding my pussy – shoot, he is a bad influence – onto his penis, er, dick.  Which, by the way, is hard as a rock already.  I didn’t even know that was physically possible.

He starts walking back in to our room and my nerves set in a little.  I know it sounds stupid, being that I just rimmed his butt, but once we cross this line, there is no turning back.  Once we reach the bedroom, Jordan gently lowers me until my feet hit the floor.  I look up at him and we lock eyes. 

As if he knows exactly what I’m thinking, he asks, “You sure you want to do this?”

“Do you?” I ask, making it his ultimate decision.

He takes my hand and places it over his rock hard cock.  I give it a gentle squeeze.

He groans.  “Baby, feel what you do to me?  I want nothing more than to do this…with you.”

I smile, satisfied that I am exactly where I am supposed to be - in the right place with the right person. 

“Me, too.”

He lets out a woosh of air. 

“Thank fuck.  Now, take off your clothes.  Slowly.  I’ve been dying for who the hell knows how long now, since the first time I laid my eyes on you, to see you naked.”

I do a little happy dance on the inside then slowly remove my tank top. I hook my fingers into my bottoms and slide them down, over my booty and down my legs.  Hoping to look seductive, but really having no idea, I bring my eyes back to Jordan’s and am entranced.  His hazel eyes are dark and hooded, and his hands are balled up and rubbing themselves.  Like he is dying to touch me but is holding back.

“Turn around, let me see your luscious ass.”

Proud of my body, curves and all, I turn slowly so he can get a good look.

“Shit, Violet, you’re perfect.”

I smile at his appraisal then take a few steps toward him, reaching out to touch him.  But he puts up his hands, like a stop sign.

“Don’t touch me, baby.  I don’t want it to be over before we even start.  Your body has me horny like a fucking virgin and I don’t know what will happen if you touch me.”

I smile, rolling my lips in to avoid laughing at his predicament.

“Climb up on the bed.”

I do as he says and position myself on my back with my head on the pillows.  He crawls over me and my pelvic muscles clench in anticipation.

He begins by kissing my temple and I sigh.  He continues kissing a path from head to toe, leaving little wet marks as he goes.  The air conditioning in the room cools those spots, causing my nipples to harden to almost a painful pleasure.

As he passes my clavicle, he changes direction; instead of going straight for my boobs, he drags his tongue between them, leaving a wet trail.  I start to giggle.

He stops and looks up at me, but I just shrug.

“Guess you found a ticklish spot.” I grin.

“Nice!  Let’s see how many more of those I can find.”

He continues kissing across my belly and nips both hips, then heads down farther.  I wiggle my bottom a little, unable to contain my excitement.

“Jordan.”

“Hmm?” he asks, his lips gently kissing my bare labia.

Ugh, too gently.

“As much as I love you down there, and I do love what you do to me, down there, I want the other stuff.”

“What other stuff?” he asks, then dips just the tip of his tongue in.

I groan.  “You know.  I want you to put it in.”

“I thought I was putting it in,” he teases.

He pushes his tongue in farther, swiping it once over my clit.  I moan in pleasure, but his tongue is not want I want.  So I grab onto his hair and yank it just hard enough so he stops and looks at me.

“You know that’s not what I meant,” I chide.

He just laughs at my complaint.  “Well, what is it that you meant, Sugar?”

I huff, but he just laughs again.  I know he wants me to say it.

“I want you to put your thing inside my thing,” is all I’m willing to say.

“Oh, you want this?” he asks, then proceeds to slide a finger into my now ridiculously slick vagina.