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Honey, sweet Honey pt II

Please read pt I of this story if you haven't yet....and let me know what you think!
Honey had just finished releasing her ecstasy, covering my face with the evidence of it. My husband, Tommy had emptied his hot seed on my ass.

Reaching behind me, I wet my fingers with my husband’s cum. I rolled off the bed and kneeled in front of Rob’s enormous cock. I wrapped my moistened fingers around his shaft and sucked the bulbous head into my mouth. If he couldn’t cum by his own hand, or by the pounding he’d delivered to Honey, I was going to make damn sure he came by mine. I pressed my lips further down the length of his shaft, relishing the taste of my husband’s cum on this relative stranger’s cock. I felt his hardness flinch inside my mouth.

Since there was no way for me to get his entire cock in my mouth - it was just too damn long - I stroked my cum covered hand up and down the length of him while I sucked hard and fast on his rounded head. My other hand cupped his sac, feeling it tighten against my palm.

Honey joined me then. On her knees beside me, she caressed my fingers as she began fondling his sac and slurping Tommy’s smeared cum from Rob’s cock. Tommy sat on the bed watching as Honey and I took turns sucking Rob in. Teasing the tip of his cock with darting tongues.

He smiled stubbornly when I glanced up with questioning eyes. For all of his rigidity and quakes that twitched his cock, Rob would not release his load for us. No matter how hard we tried.

“I want to taste you, Rob.” I pleaded. I was beginning to think we were doing something wrong. He simply continued smiling and shrugged his broad shoulders.

Catching a glimpse of our silent conversation, Honey stood, straightening her clothes, and headed for her bag on the dresser. Apparently she’d had her fill and was done with us. We watched in silence as she removed her corset and replaced it with the dress she’d been wearing earlier.

“Sorry, guys.” she said, slinging her bag up onto her shoulder, “ I’ve got to go. My boyfriend is going to start wondering where I am.” She strolled over to place a kiss on Rob’s cheek then leaned down to kiss Tommy’s. A little fire seemed to burn in her eyes as they met mine. A smile brightening her face.

“Will you walk me down to my car?” She held out her hand to help me rise from my kneeling position. I couldn’t help but smile back at her. Gah, she’s so fucking gorgeous! I hated to think of her leaving. She’d been so much fun to play with. So much fun to watch. The way her hips twitched when she walked. The way she moaned when I touched her. The way she was somehow able to bend over and take the entire length of Rob’s enormous cock. It was unfathomable.

I slipped my jeans and tee shirt on over the shorts and bustier and quietly followed her into the hall. Leaving Rob and Tommy with their dicks in their hands. Quite literally. We stepped into the elevator and watched the mirrored doors close in front of us. She had me pressed in the corner before I knew she’d moved. She was kissing me with such intensity it hurt. But damn it all, I was still hot for her. I cupped her luscious ass and pulled her body close to mine and lost myself in her kiss. Honey sucked and bit my lips. The wonderfully sweet taste of cum still fresh in her mouth.

We were still enjoying the taste of one another when the elevator doors slid open. The night clerk had the clear look of an awed spectator as he watched us walk through the main lobby. We walked silently, hand in hand, to her car. She popped the trunk, sat her bag inside. After closing the trunk she turned to lean against it.

“Come home with me.” Honey whispered, pulling me closer to her. “My boyfriend would love to get a taste of that pretty little twat of yours.” She licked my parted lips, heating my body all the way through.

“I can’t, baby.” My words betrayed my desire. I slipped my hand between our bodies and traced the slit between her thighs with my middle finger. “Tommy would never forgive me if I ran off like that.” Honey pressed her hips closer to my hand.

“Please.” she pouted. “No one has ever made me squirt like that.” My stomach tightened, I wanted her again.

“Then come back upstairs. Let me do it again.” I kissed her, hard, wanting to taste her sweetness. When she pulled away her eyes were no longer hot with ecstasy. They had turned sad.

 “I’m never going to see you again, am I?” she asked quietly. I knew she was right. We’d be leaving this place soon. This was the last time I’d get to touch her.

“No.” I whispered, kissing her gently one last time.

I watched her drive away, wishing I could go. It would’ve made me happy to stay buried in the sweetness of her desire for days at a time. But, in the end, I had to return to the real world. I walked back into the motel lobby, not quite as happy as I’d been just moments ago.

 “Hey baby.” the door guy called. Without even looking at him, I flipped him the bird.

Fucking perv.

With thoughts of Honey dancing in my head, I returned to my room. I knew it would still smell like her. Like us. I bit my bottom lip in expectation as I opened the door.

Oh. I’d all but forgotten the guys were still there. Tommy was stretched out on the couch against the far wall. Rob sat at the foot of the bed, a beer in his hand and a towel draped across his lap. I couldn’t help but smile as I realized he was still sporting a decent wood.

“Tommy passed out on ya, huh?” I laughed softly, closing the door behind me. That was my Tommy. A few beers and a piece of ass always put him right to sleep.

“Yeah, guess so.” Rob shrugged. I watched him in the mirror as I grabbed a beer for myself from the little fridge. His eyes never left my ass. I could see his cock dance under the little white towel.

What a waste of a good hard on. I turned and met his sparkling blue eyes in the dim light of the cheap motel room.

“How come you didn’t get off?” I asked bluntly, twisting the top off my beer. I couldn’t read his expression but his gaze was intense. He drained the last of the beer form the bottle, never taking his eyes from mine. It was almost eerie the way he looked at me. I felt myself squirm under the weight of it. His lips turned up in a smile, softening his eyes. He patted the bed, beckoning me to sit next to him.

I took my seat. His body was so rigid. So hot as I sat so close to him.

“Can I tell you something?” His breath tickled my skin as he whispered in my ear, causing chills to spread across my skin. Without meeting his eyes again I simply nodded. “I didn’t want her. I want you.”

Those simple words rippled through my body. The idea that this beautiful man desired me and not the incredibly gorgeous woman who’d just left us caught my core on fire. It made me want him desperately.

“Really?” the word escaped my mouth as a rushed breath. He didn’t respond with words. His smoldering blue eyes belied the truth.

Though I was transfixed by the look in his eyes, it was more than evident that his enormous male anatomy was engorged and dancing beneath the towel.

I slid my hand across his thigh, headed for that piece of him my body had begun to ache for. He stopped me before I could touch it. I tilted my head. Bewilderment clearly synched in my brow . Again, without speaking, he glanced over his shoulder at my sleeping husband. I took his lightly whiskered chin in my hand and turned him back to face me. Playing his game, I answered his silent question without words.

I pressed my lips to his, sweeping my tongue inside his warm mouth. He tasted like sex.

He cupped my breast in his hand and squeezed it just hard enough to make me moan against his mouth. I could feel his breath catch. He pressed harder against my lips. His tongue dancing lavishly against mine. Desire burned through me. Every inch of me ached for his touch.

He drew a ragged breath and pulled away from our kiss. Gently laying me back on the bed, we scooted toward the headboard. I was still in my jeans and tee, along with the corset and tight boy shorts. I sat up so Rob could ease my shirt over my head. He took his time, keeping my arms extended over my head as he sat straddling my legs and kissing the exposed skin of my breast. Higher, he nibbled at my collar bone. His lightly stubbled cheeks gently tickling my skin making my stomach tighten in anticipation. Rob bit my neck raising goose bumbs all over my body. I shivered.

As the shirt slipped over my head, he gently bound my hands within it’s material. Holding me hostage as he kissed and licked and suckled my ears and neck. I pulled against the restraint needing to touch him. He held tight, refusing to let me go. Desire shown in eyes as a devilish smile played across his lips. Oh, gah, this man was driving me wild.

I all but forgot that we weren’t alone until Rob stifled my moan with a hungry kiss. He finally released my hands from their bondage then put a finger to his lips. Shh.

His large hands made easy work of the button and zipper on my jeans. He stood next to the bed, all of his beautiful nakedness dangerously close to my face, as I lifted my hips so he could slid my jeans off. I reached out to caress his bulging cock and again he stopped me. My hands trembled with want to hold him.

He slid into the bed beside me. His body pressed hard against mine. I could feel the magnitude of his rigid cock flex against my bare leg. I bit my bottom lip, silently begging him with desperate eyes to touch me. To let me touch him. Let me taste him.

My body was on fire with want of his touch. He was a magnificent piece of living art. Beautifully sculpted and alive with color. Eyes from one of the many portraits permanently painted on his chest continued to longingly watch my every move. My hands refused to stay still. They wanted to feel the muscles that danced just beneath Robs skin. To caress the definition of his stomach. And hold his cock firmly in their grasp.

“Show me.” he demanded in that rich, deep voice. The words were barely a whisper but he was so close they were plain to hear. Not quite sure what he wanted me to show him, I reached for his throbbing cock again. “No”. he whispered. He placed my hand on top of my burning mound and pressed my fingers down. “Show me.” he repeated.

OH.

The satiny little boy shorts were already soaked. I slid my hand inside, pressing my fingers in between the swollen lips. As I began to move my fingers back and forth against my engorged nub, Rob pulled the damp fabric of the shorts to the side so he could see exactly what I was doing.

Having his eyes on me, watching me so intently, breathing ragged breaths of desire, I rubbed harder. Faster. As my pussy began to contract, readying to explode in ecstasy, Rob placed his hand on mine. Stopping me. I turned my head quickly, locking gazes with him. That devilish smile was back as he shook his head ‘no‘.

I was breathing hard. My body was aching with need . Yet he continued to hold my hand still. His eyes darkened with desire as I raised my hips showing him how badly I craved his touch. He nipped my bottom lip gently with his teeth before he descended upon me with a kiss so laden with passion my head began to swim from the force of if. A growl of severe pleasure rippled from the back of my throat.

Rob withdrew his reddened lips from mine. His gaze scanned down the length of my body and back up again to meet my eyes.

“Slowly.” The warm breath of his whispered request brushed my cheek. I closed my eyes as I felt his hand release mine. It was so simple a gesture. Yet somehow it was so divinely erotic it caused my entire body to tremble.

Tall, with a well honed body even the Greek gods would admire and covered in tattoos, he was at first sight a menacing man. Now as I lay beside him I found in him an unfathomably gentle person who unbalanced even my open minded belief in others. Although his desire was evident against my thigh, he seemed to want nothing more than to revel in the pleasure I offered myself.

Rob was carefully observant as my fingers moved slowly in tiny circles against my own tangible desire. His left hand caressed my hair as his right hand continued to keep the damp material of the shorts from obstructing his view. I wanted to close my eyes and get lost in the moment but I couldn’t look away from his face.

His beautiful blue eyes wide, his nostrils flaring. He looked like a starving beast stalking his prey.

I’m his prey. My fingers moved just a fraction faster. I watched his tongue slide across his parched lips, whetting my desire all the more. As if by their own accord, my legs spread wider. My fingers slid lower. Exploring the wondrously sodden folds of my most delicate body part, a soft moan of delight escaped my lungs.

Rob’s cock twitched against my leg at the audible sound of my desire. I bit my lip wanting to touch him. To please him. But I knew he wouldn’t let me yet.

First one finger, then two, filled the soft fleshy sheath that wept with rapture. My eyes closed, disobeying my command to keep Rob’s lustful gaze within sight. As darkness descended upon me, I felt my pleasure escalate. Rob’s long finger made firm circles against my clit. My fingers diving deeper into the convulsing grasp of my now very sensitive pussy. Again, his lips consumed my mouth as I let go moan after moan of utter delight.

The harder I moaned, the harder he thrashed his fingers over my throbbing nub. The entire world seemed to disappear as on orgasm tore through my body. My back arched high. Rob pushed his fingers deep in my mouth to keep me quiet as I continued to draw out the exquisite ripples of an overpowering release.

I opened my eyes to find him watching my face as the waves of my orgasm began to subside. He was smiling widely. His blue eyes sparkling with a need I couldn’t wait to fulfill for him. I turned toward him, fully wishing to climb on top of him and find out what that gigantic rigid cock felt like buried deep inside my whetted body. Instead, he took my hand in his and placed it on the bulk of his throbbing manhood. He sighed at the touch.

Predator becomes prey.

I couldn’t take my eyes off of his beautiful face as it twisted and contorted in ecstasy. His desire coming dangerously close to detonation as I stroked the long hard shaft with both hands. The sensation of his cock pulsating, drawing nearer his release in my hands, drew my warm wet center closer to him. As I stroked his cock, I pressed the engorged head of the massive member to my wet slit. Guiding him inside to tease his cock with my clit.

Rob’s hand sprang up to my breast, squeezing tight as the first ripple of his orgasm rolled through his body. His cock jerked and twitched, spewing rope after rope of hot cum against my clit. I rocked my little wet nub against the spewing slit of his cock as my hands continued draining him dry.

His eyes came open with a start when the tide of the orgasm ebbed back a little. I returned the same friendly smile as he’d shown me. Without thinking of what I was doing, I put my fingers to my lips. The taste of his seed tangy and warm against my tongue. He growled as a tremor racked his body.

Rob pulled me tight against his chest. His lips just grazing mine in a gentle kiss.

“You’re absolutely stunning, Scarlett.” The praise was no more than a whisper against my skin but the power of the words echoed through my soul. I was speechless.

Rob wiped himself off, handing me a warm wet rag to do the same. I watched him dress. Still dumbfounded by the beauty of him.

He kissed my forehead and bid me ‘good night, love’ then walked out the door.

I’d never see him again.
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