“Have you seen any of my movies?” Brian’s hand slid slowly from his thigh to just grazing mine. When I didn’t protest, he comfortably placed his hand on my thigh.
“The Other Line.” I claimed and felt foolish. “I’m not an obsessed fan.” I laughed under my breath.
“Good.” Brian leaned in towards me and I took a deep breath. Although I was 22, I was still a virgin and a little nervous. Lynn had told me he was very experienced and I wasn’t sure if he liked his girls experienced as well. At least he wasn’t too much older than me. He was only 28.
Brian inhaled deeply, taking in my scent. He moaned very quietly and I took it that he was pleased with me. “How would you like to get out of here?” Brian grazed my cheek with his lips.
“I-uh…” I stammered. I looked over at Lynn who was now kissing Kellan, full on the mouth, and a deep kiss at that. “Ok.” My stomach flipped repeatedly and Brian took my hand in his. I looked down and caught a quick glimpse of one of his tattoos, a black Celtic looking cross.
“Kellan.” Brian said and he broke away from his kiss. Lynn was flushed and I noticed her skirt was a lot higher than it had been. Kellan took her hand and together we were ushered out of the pub. We climbed into a simple black limousine and Brian and I sat across from Kellan and Lynn. Kellan began whispering in Lynn’s ear and soon they were right where they left off.
Brian turned to me and I stared into his eyes, trying to control myself and not shy up in front of him. He put his hands on my waist and pulled me to him in one quick motion. His lips were pressed to mine and I could smell a rich scent coming from him. Maybe cologne from Hilfiger or Versaci? His lips were soft and only lightly moistened. One hand clutched his shoulder while my other hand went straight to his hair, my fingers entwining in his short spikes.
He pressed onward, his tongue entering my mouth with a certain confidence, causing me to melt against him. One of his hands moved up my side slowly, finding my breast underneath my shirt. After slipping inside my bra, his fingers manipulated the nipple until it became hard beneath his masculine touch.
His tongue tasted every inch of my mouth, claiming it all as his territory. His mouth was sweet, probably from the beer he’d been drinking. He moved his mouth down along my jaw line and kissed his way to my neck and ear. I nibbled his earlobe lightly and whispered to him. “What about your girlfriend?”
He laughed lightly and pulled me tighter. “That wasn’t my girlfriend. Just some girl trying to get me to sleep with her.”
“I see.” Doubt filled my mind quickly. Would he have ditched me if a hotter girl had come along? Brian backed away a little and looked into my eyes.
“I chose to be with you. No one else. Just you.” Brian resumed his position on my neck and moved slowly down my neck to my collarbone and down to my cleavage. I smiled at how he had read my mind and my hand slipped from his strong muscular shoulder, down to the large bulge in his pants.
I massaged him with precise dexterity, making his large cock swell under my touch. He pulled me onto his lap and placed his hands on my waist, guiding my body along his. He purposely moved my lower body so that I was grinding against him. My skirt was almost up around my waist and Brian buried his face between my breasts.
I felt his cock pressing against me and although his pants and my underwear were keeping us apart, I could feel the detailed sculpture of his head rubbing against my wet pussy. My clit was twitching with impatience, begging for more. Brian’s left hand moved aside my bra, giving his mouth better access to my rock hard nipples, while his right hand moved expertly up my thigh and between my legs.
My chin rested on the top of Brian’s head and my hands were moving frantically between his hair and his shoulders, unsure of which place to stay. His hair smelled of a sweet smelling shampoo. Repeatedly I grinded my thighs against his cock, wanting more of it. Brian moaned lightly when he felt my red satin underwear soaked with want for him. He slipped it aside and his fingers instantaneously found my clit. I let out a little cry and for a split second wondered if Lynn and Kellan were doing this or if they were watching us amazed. I hoped that they were too busy for us.
My clit grew hard beneath his fingers, just as my nipple had. He snaked down to my pussy and slipped his fingers inside me quickly. The blood was rushing to my face and I could feel an orgasm welling inside me. He removed his fingers and used the lubricant to slide along my clit easily.
“I can’t wait to taste you.” Brian pulled me down harder on his cock. Our lips met again, this time with uncontrolled passion. Our tongues played war over who was to be the dominant one. I gave up and let Brian taste me and my tongue darted against his, tasting all I could of his mouth. His scruff roughly grazed my face making me want him all the more. I slowly unzipped his pants and my hand found its way into his boxer briefs. Brian’s hand continued working my clit while his other hand kept a tight grasp on my waist, guiding me, controlling me.
I found his large cock and ran my fingers along its length. He was very well endowed and I couldn’t wait to taste him as well, which I blatantly let him know. I found the moistened tip and rubbed the moisture back into his skin. His cock was going to be sweet, just like the rest of his body. I maneuvered his cock and it found its way out of his pants. I felt him fully, realizing he was uncircumcised. This, for some reason turned me on even more. We continued grinding and I could feel my knees sticking to the black leather seats. Brian lifted me gently and sat me down against his cock. I could feel the tip gently nudging against my pussy. His cock drowned itself in my juices, moving against my velvety smooth cunt.
I could see he was straining himself from entering me so I slowly moved against him, as we began dry pumping. As I became more and more wet, his cock slid further inside my pussy until the limo came to a rest outside a quaint cottage home. Brian’s intense eyes met mine and he winked. He put himself away quickly and announced, “This is my place.” I climbed off of him to see Kellan pulling himself off of Lynn. Apparently they had been busy as well.
Once again Brian grabbed my hand and pulled me along with him. Kellan and Lynn soon followed. “Lynn, bathroom is on your left.” Brian smacked Kellan on the back and pulled me upstairs. “Beautiful, you can use my private bathroom if you need.” Brian took me into what I assumed was his bedroom and showed me the connected remodeled bathroom. He shut and locked the door and then advanced on me. He threw me on the bed and I bounced lightly on the down comforter and satin sheets.
Brian climbed over me and I could feel his cock again, hungry to make acquaintance again with my pussy. My hands ran all along his body, up his chest and down his back. My legs wrapped around his thighs and I moaned louder now. Brian slipped his fingers under the rim of my shirt and tore it off over my head. Then he lifted me off the bed and removed my bra. He climbed off and kneeled over me.