| One Month Later "OOOOOHHHH, that feels so good. OOOOOOHHHHHH." Sarah could hardly contain herself. She squirmed uncontrollably as Nick's tongue lightly traced over every inch of her moist vagina. Every few seconds he would circle her clit and the gently sweep his tongue over it and continue down to her damp vaginal opening, never lingering on her clit for more than a second as if to tease her, play with her mind. And of course keep her wanting more. Sarah's moans grew louder as she felt his tongue circle her opening and hesitate to enter. "UHHHHH. Oh God. Don't stop, Nick. Please." Sarah put her hands on his head and pushed it towards her, driving his wet tongue deep inside of her. Sarah held her hands on his head, helping to maneuver him around inside of her. He could taste her sweet juices start to flow. Nick felt her bring her left leg up as the internal walls of her vagina began to tighten around his tongue. Her breathing came fast and heavy now. By this time, Nick's cock was so stiff he could no longer lay on the floor. Her vagina was now saturated with her natural lubricants which he gladly sopped up. As his tongue slithered around inside of her, she moaned "Ooooohhhhh, ooooohhhh God. Niiiiick,". She continued to tighten around his tongue and he knew she would cum soon so he swiftly moved himself up to Sarah's neck, moist with sweat. "MMMMMMMMM. You taste so good, you know that?" he whispered. "No, Nick. Why'd you stop? Why'd you stop?" she asked him. Nick covered her cherry lips with his in a passionate, tongue filled kiss. He tilted a little to the left, to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. He rolled them down to his ankles, along with his boxers. He didn't bother to take off his shirt or her clothes. She had on a tank top and jean skirt, so he felt there really was no need to. Nick kissed along the side of her face, over to her ear and nibbled on it a bit before asking, "Sarah, do you want me?" "Yes Nick. I want you." He let his tongue circle her ear. "Tell me where you want me." "Inside. I want you inside of me. I need you inside of me." "Are you sure?" She then nodded as Nick pushed up her skirt and slid her panties down to her ankles. He then moved his hand down to her vaginal cavity and fingered her for a few seconds, making sure she was still wet enough. He didn't have any protection on him, as usual so he needed to be able to have a smooth entrance. But he did love being raw inside of her. She was still wet and ready. "Oh Nick, Now. Now," she pleaded. Nick raised himself over her and easily slid his cock inside of her. "Ooooohhhh. Oooohhhh God," he moaned. He felt her tight around his swollen cock and thought he would lose it. Right away, he began to forcefully drive his cock deep inside of her, wanting to quickly bring on his orgasm. Each time Nick thrusted his penis aggressively in and out of her, she felt a little twinge of pain that came along with dryness or lack of lubrication. She placed her hands on his hips in an attempt to slow his speed and force. He did slow his pace, but not his force. He continued to drive his cock deep and hard inside of her. "Nick...Nick," she whined. With each thrust, she would scoot further up the floor. Her shirt had bundled up at the top of her neck and she could feel the plush carpet burning her back. Nick held himself over her and continued to drive his penis deeper and deeper. His orgasm seemed reluctant to come and it made him frustrated. "God. Oh come on, come on," he mumbled. "Nick. It's okay, just slow down a little," she told him. "Nick, oh Nick please. Just a little bit." She had her arms folded in between their sandwiched bodies. As she pushed up on his chest slightly, Nick noticed her hesitation, yet continued to pump his penis inside of her. Sarah had her head turned to the right. He could see a small grimace on her face and tilted his head over to meet hers as he slowed his pace. He brought his left hand up to her face and asked, "Are you okay?" Sarah could feel his steamy breath on her cheek. "Sarah, what is wrong with you?," he said, firmer. She could feel the tears start to burn under her eyelids. She bit down on her bottom lip to help keep herself from bursting into tears. He couldn't have been inside of her for more than ten minutes when suddenly there was a loud pounding on the door. "NICK!," someone yelled, and followed with more pounding on the door. "Nick, we gotta go. NOW!" Shit, Nick thought to himself. "Alright," Nick yelled back. He raised himself off of her and stood up. He then held out his hand to help her up off of the floor, his pants and boxers bunched up around his ankles. As she extended her right hand, she placed her left hand over her dry, sore vagina. She held it there for a few seconds while pulling her skirt back down over her left hand and sweaty thighs. She then followed Nick over to the door, while pulling down her top. Neither of them bothered to turn on any lights. Nick opened the door and squinted his eyes at the light. "Yeah man, I'll be there in a sec," he yelled down the hall. "Hurry up." Sarah recognized the voice as Kevin. He was always getting on Nick about screwing around and losing track of time before they had appointments. They were right outside of the hotel room when he raised his hand slightly, gesturing for her to stay where she was. He handed her the room key and said, "No, stay here." "But Nick..." "Stay here, I'll be back," he said firmly. Sarah stood there leaning against the wall, watching as Nick quickly walked down the hallway, running his hands through his ear length blonde hair. Holding the key in her hands, she watched as a tear made a small splotch on the card. She wiped her face and went back into the room. She clicked on the lamp and sat down on the bed and let the tears roll. Three whole weeks, this had gone on. Screw her and then run off to work. Same routine. Why let him do this? Was she that low? Some worthless groupie Nick could toy with whenever he pleased? Her emotions were running high, her thoughts were scrambled. No, it wasn't like that...He was just busy...Or maybe not...Maybe he was a jerk and she was just dumb...a slut even...No, he did care about her...Or maybe he didn't. But he always came back, so that had to mean something, right? But this time was different. Never before had they parted unsatisfied. Sarah felt the beginnings of a headache coming on. Feeling gloomy and very dirty, she decided to take a long, hot bath. She stood up, got undressed and left her clothes in a pile on the floor. All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door. Just a few light taps, but they still startled her. She wrapped herself in one of the towels on the dresser and started for the door as it slowly opened. "Niiiiicky," a woman called into the room in a sultry, two-toned voice. "Surprise baby," She said stepping all the way into the room. Sarah found herself face to face with a beautiful, round faced blonde woman, about her height, a little taller. She looked around 19 or 20 years old. The woman held the door wide open and stood there with disbelief in her eyes. She glanced at Sarah's clothes on the floor and said, "Uh, excuse me but who the hell are you and what are you doing in my boyfriend's room?" When Sarah didn't answer her, she let the door slam behind her and moved closer to Sarah. Nervousness filled Sarah's body as she watched as anger and suspicion filled the woman's eyes. The woman walked over to Sarah until they were face to face and said, "HELLO! I asked you a question." She looked Sarah dead in the eyes and said, "Who the hell are you and where is Nick?" |