Royal S.O.B. (A Bad Boy Romance) (35 page)

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Blane
gazing at my body with utmost longing and ravenous need. He seemed particularly
taken with my pussy, rubbing into it furiously, sinking all his fingers in...

Clearly, Blane and I had past the point of
coyness long ago. It was far too late to revert back to being simply strangers
who'd met on the side of the road.
We
were doing this
.

We were going to do each other.

I felt Blane sweep a finger up my slit, his
thumb joining it to grab onto my throbbing clit. He had the most pleasurable
part of my entire being held hostage in his grasp, and it was clear he wasn't
letting go until I cried mercy.

His fingers began to dance over my hot,
pulsating button, shooting me to the cliff of climax faster than I'd ever
gotten there before. As he worked his sweeping digits hard into my nub, he
shoved a pair from his other hand straight into my opening. He had both hands
down my pants now, each in competition with the other to work my pussy more
epically. The mix of swirling fingers up top and ramming ones down below was
just insane.

I uttered a soft moan as Blane sent shivers
speeding through my petite young body. My sex was quivering from the inside
out, convulsing in a seizure of satisfaction as my biker flicked and fucked it.

"Ohh god, Blane!! I've never cum this
hard IN MY LIFE!" I shouted as I creamed even tighter around his thrusting
digits.

When I finally got the opportunity to catch my
breath, I turned and latched my lips onto Blane's, giving him a big, wet,
passionate thank you.

"Thanks for the, ah…
massage
," I said slyly, still seeing stars from how he'd
rocked my sex.

"Any time, baby," he replied warmly,
bringing me in for another lustful lick.

"Any time."

I shot Blane my sultriest, sexiest, most
seductive look, the parts of my body not yet known by him begging for his
attention.

I shifted onto my knees and hungrily tore the
biker's hard prick from his zipper. His cock was the biggest, baddest and best
I'd ever known; I couldn't wait to encase it in the warmth of my extremely
tight sheath.

I eagerly wrapped my fingers around his
massive hard erection, finding it a struggle to make it all the way around. As
I explored and delighted in the biker's raging member, it somehow continued to
grow even bigger. It was so incredibly hard, I thought it might burst...
and if it did, I planned on being there to
lap up every bit of his explosion
.

I kissed the head of Blane's cock and
suctioned my lips around it, stroking his shaft with one hand and his balls
with the other. Needing him so very badly, I grabbed him by the hips and forced
him into my mouth even further, his staff filling my throat as I began to fuck
him with my mouth.

I was drawing Blane's long, luscious length in
and out of my void, completely mesmerized each time I watched it slink back in.
I loved attacking it from all angles, coating it in my juices. It tasted so
nice... and, more importantly,
it felt so
hot
. It was REALLY turning me on, picturing what it might feel like slammed
into me down below...

I could feel Blane beginning to tense up,
which worried me like no other.

I pulled away from his shaft in one long,
drawn-out slurp and pleaded, "Please don't finish yet!"

Blane immediately got the message and leapt to
his feet to lift and toss me onto the bed. We exchanged another scorching kiss
as he crouched over my anxious, flushed, needy body. I scrambled to strip off
the rest of my clothes, and Blane did the same, arousal and adrenaline pumping
through our veins.

I laid back on the hotel bed and spread my
knees far and wide, showing Blane all the places he could bury himself in. It
was pleasing me so much seeing him dripping with lust over me, aching for a
taste of this and that.

Where oh where would the badass start first?

Blane, to my sheer surprise, was a gentlemen
-- at least at first. I thought for sure he was going to pounce on top of me
and drive it right in, but no. Instead, he moved down to the edge of the bed
and leaned in to administer small pecks up and along my wide-open thighs.

"Mmm, baby... do you know how much I want
you, baby," said Blane as he slowly ran a hand up each leg, intensifying
my desire.

He leaned in and gave my pussy a little kiss,
burying his dry, manly lips in the middle of my folds.

"Oh!" I gasped, shocked by how much
my pussy was tingling from this one simple touch.

Blane began to wind his tongue up my tight
young body, leaving behind a reverse treasure trail of slippery secretion. It
wasn't long before he had his mouth sandwiched around an aroused nipple, his
hand softly cupping my other tit. A wonderfully warm sensation began to radiate
through me, my fingers reaching out to dig into the biker's back as he licked
and flicked each nipple.

After a few sensual passes over and around my
very aroused peaks, Blane lifted off my chest and got into position in order to
move his cock through. Using his hands, he pressed my tits together and shoved
his cock deep inside, encasing it in a jacket of hot, soft flesh.

I stared, horny and stunned, as he began to
slowly fuck my breasts. His plunging shaft slid through the full length of my
chest with ease, and I loved watching his tip taunt me as it bobbed to the top.
It kept coming closer...
and closer...
until it was rubbing right up against my hot mouth!

Of course it was a temptation I couldn't
resist. I gladly opened my mouth and accepted his thrusting shaft into the dark
depths of my hot wet throat. What a sight and taste it was, Blane plowing
through my tits with his sexy, supersized cock, rationing it into my hungry
hole.

"You need some, baby?" he asked
suddenly, freeing his thrusting cock from the mouth he'd been cramming it into.

I watched in lustful anticipation as Blane
crept down the length of my body and buried his mug between my legs. I felt a
stream of hot air sweep over my pussy as he lightly blew across my delicate
folds.

It felt sublime
.

My eyes widened as I watched the badass lean
in and get a nice big lick of my pussy. He was dousing it all over with his
wet, sweeping tongue, smearing pleasure from one corner to the other and
everywhere in between.

I had to bite down on my lip to suppress a
scream -- a scream of intense ecstasy and uncontrollable bliss. My legs were
starting to shake, quivering with each spearing stroke of his attentive tongue.

"Mmmmmmmm," I groaned, deeply and
completely, eyes clamped shut so I could focus on the feelings even more.

I felt Blane's fingers pry my pink lips apart.
He took his tongue and began to attack what was inside with crazed lust. He
gave the center of my sex a good thrashing before moving up to my clit.
Wrapping his mouth around it completely, he started to both suck and fuck it,
swirling and prodding and dancing against it.

I threw my limbs above my head and tore at the
bedding, consumed by the torrent of pleasure emanating from my tight young
pussy. The higher he lifted my hood with his talented tongue, the harder I
found it to breathe.

Blane lifted his head from his spread and
growled, "You like gettin' your pussy licked, baby girl?"

Did I like it?!
FUCK!

"Yesss... it feels
amazing
, Blane," I moaned, barely able to form the words.

I secured my legs tight around Blane's back as
he continued to dive into my pussy, lashing my aroused folds with his moist
tongue as he slowly inched down my slit.
No
man I'd been with before had ever been
this
attentive
. I gasped in
delighted shock when I felt his prodding muscle jut into my opening. He was
force-fucking his tongue as deep into my pussy as it would go, every once in a
while retreating to lick, suck and nibble on the sensitive skin of my vulva.

There was no part of me that my biker couldn't
have -- no part he was afraid to take. What may have once been assumed
off-limits was quickly turned into a fantastic free-for-all, and I wasn't sorry
at all it was this rebel who was the one making me cum.

Blane was really going at it -- eating and
drinking and swallowing my pussy as if he needed it to live. I lifted to arch
my back in bliss, senses absolutely flooded and pussy pulsing. He was bringing
my pleasure higher, and higher, and higher, and frankly so high,
I was beginning to worry I'd be cum-spent
before he had the chance to fuck me all the way through.

Pussy raised clear off the bed and shoved hard
against Blane's mouth, I screamed, "Baby, if you don't sink your cock in
me RIGHT NOW, I'm going to cum!!!"

Clearly, he'd be waiting to hear these words
all day, my frantic pleading sending him on even more of a frenzy as he lashed
and thrashed my void. The pressure was mounting --
my pussy was on fire!

Blane ceased plunging me deeply with his
tongue and moved in to swap it out with his cock.

"That's right, put that big beautiful
cock of yours deep inside, where it belongs," I purred, eyes locked on the
thick girth he was beginning to ram in.

"I'm gonna fuck you now, baby,"
whispered the badass, the scruff of his five-o'-clock shadow brushing into my
cheek.

"You'll be begging every guy you fuck afterwards
to fuck you like I'm gonna fuck you right now."

"Oh, yes. Oh, god!" I gasped,
anxious at the thought of being fucked so completely.

I stayed perfectly still as Blane entered my
hot, tight passage, which was hypersensitive from the things he'd done to it
just moments before. A soft contented sigh escaped my lips as I felt his
amazing cock fill me up bit by bit. I knew how desperately we both needed a
release, so I was fully prepared when he began to slam into me hard and deep.

Blane kept forcing his huge rod further into
my pussy until he was stuffed all the way inside. A look of immense
satisfaction swept across his steely face, as if he were just now fully
registering the primal nature of our act.

"Oh, fuck yes. Goddamn, that feels
good," he moaned, his cries of ecstasy turning me on even more.

As Blane penetrated me with his full length
both deeply and completely, it truly felt like he belonged. He was sliding it
in and out more gently now, really taking his time to savor every last stroke.

"Mmmmmmm... mmmmmm..." I murmured in
an almost non-stop stream, Blane's dick dipping in and out of my pussy in an
agonizing tease.

It was the largest cock I'd had by far, but at
no point did I experience anything less than incredible, warm, radiating pleasure.
And the yummy feelings were only spreading outwards from my cock-filled cunt.

I'd been with plenty of men before, but this
-- this was something different. Blane wasn't just thrusting my pussy, he was
caring for it, moving inside me in a way that brought both passion and
pleasure.

In and out I felt him, his strokes ranging
from deep and needful to fast and frantic. The times he would shift to withdraw
from my pussy, I squeezed my walls to bring him back in, desperate for every
filling inch of his pleasure-piercing sword.

Despite my best efforts, Blane did eventually
free himself from my clenching, cock-hungry pussy, moving to give me a small
kiss on the mouth. At first I was confused -- neither of us had cum from
fucking, after all -- until he laid down and I felt him start to flip me over.

He was pulling me on top of him, allowing me
to take control. The fact that he was open to being vulnerable, too, caused me
to swoon even harder. I happily stuck my legs on either side of him and used a
hand to guide his shaft into my slit, lowering myself on his hard member until
it filled me to the hilt.
It was a slow,
sensual insertion, and one that I kept inside me without moving after I'd first
slid it in.

"Aaahh... you feel sooo fucking
good," I murmured, my full weight heavy on his engorged rod.