Chapter 14

“Stand up,” she said. “I’ve shown you mine. Now let’ see yours.” She pulled my shirt over my head, and then grabbed me and kissed me hard. Her hands were stroking my back and her crotch was grinding on mine. Our tongues were busily entwined.

Then she knelt in front of me and undid my pants. “What do we have here?” she asked.

I’m not huge, but I’ve never had any complaints. When I’m hard, the skin of my shaft actually gets shiny with the stretching, some big veins pop out, and the head of my cock gets very fat. I’m pretty pleased with my junk, and a few girls have called it beautiful.

Janine pulled my jeans and underwear down together. When it was released, my cock sprang up and bounced off my lower abdomen, leaving a spot of pre-cum glistening there. Janine extended her tongue and licked it off. “Ooh, I like the taste of that,” she said.

I was engulfed before I knew what had happened. She was like a terrier on a rat, grasping my cock in her mouth, holding on tight, shaking her head back and forth, her teeth sheathed by her lips but still holding my meat firmly as her tongue worked furiously on the tip. I had definitely died and gone to heaven. If I hadn’t been fairly drunk, I would have cum almost instantly with the way she was going at it. Hell, for a moment I had thought I was going to cum while she was undressing.

Suddenly, she stopped and looked up at me. “I’ve never swallowed before. I’ve never let a guy cum in my mouth.”

“Really? Do you want to?”

“I’m not sure,” she said. She gave me a wickedly lusty smile, and then licked my balls slowly. “Do you want to?”

“It’s your call. Baby, I’m not going to do anything you don’t want me to.”

“I think I want to. In fact, I know I want to. Later. I want something else now,” she said.

“Like what?” I asked.

“Like this,” she said, squeezing and pulling on my cock as she got to her feet, “in here.” She began fingering herself with one hand and jacking me with the other. “Fuck me, Dan. Fuck me good and hard.”

I get around some. I haven’t exactly been celibate since I first figured out that my dick was good for more than pissing through. But still, a guy doesn’t get an invitation like that, from a slutty-hot little fox like this, every day!

“We’re going over here,” I said. I pulled her over to my desk, kicked the chair out of the way, and bent her over it.

“Oh God, yes, I LOVE doggy!” she squealed. “Fill my little pussy!”

She was wet enough to allow me to begin to enter her easily, but tight enough to make it a hell of a lot of fun. Finally, I was balls-deep.

“I need this, baby,” she said. She pulled forward slowly so that only the head of my cock was inside her, then slammed back against me.

“I need you to pound me silly,” she said, doing it again. “God, that’s good!” she moaned.