4-4-1 Guys at a Bar

Definitely young. Definitely fresh. Her lips were so soft and tender, not like these whores that've sucked one too many dicks in their life. Her tongue came to life in my mouth, panting into me just from pulling my clothes off, and I had hardly even touched her yet. But her skin was something to be touched indeed. Still slightly moist from the pool and hot from the sauna. Her wild excitement and eagerness told me she was inexperienced. Too inexperienced. She reminded me of me back when I was a virgin, only I'd never seen a female version of a virgin before.

I grabbed her shoulders and attacked her neck. She groaned outwardly at the simple pleasure, and it got worse as I went after her harder. She must've known I was into her at last, and it was making her hotter and hotter. Her body was going from moist to sweaty in record time. I can only imagine how cute she must've looked with the lights on or whether anyone had ever made her wear that expression before. I could imagine, and the thought only made me go after her harder in the dark, sucking hard at her neck and sliding down her chest.

I didn't want to cut straight down since I was enjoying making her squirm so much. I moved my lips back up to her throat and held her by her tiny hips that I'd been staring at all night. Her slender legs squeezed together and jerked around. Once they fell apart, I knew I'd be in business.

"For fucks sake; do you mind?" the guy asked again. I had just bitten down on the other side of Cypher's neck to make her squeal; pissing off our neighbor at last. I noticed with some pride that his girl hadn't been making any noise. I may not be hot shit in bed, but at least all the girls I've been with are a little vocal.

"Just keep touching me, Christopher," an unknown female voice said in an impatient voice. That's funny; whenever Cypher made her little encouragements here and there, she sounded utterly horny, like each word took effort better spent on enjoying herself, only an emergency measure to make sure I knew she liked being touched, that I needed to touch her more. The other girl, she sounded like she was getting upset with the other guy for not being able to perform just because there was another couple in bed with them. It's not like the bed wasn't big enough.

I went back to business, ignoring the other guy, whatever he ended up going. Cypher stuck her tongue in my ear and was moving her hands across my stomach. I could feel her desire to reach down my pants as she breathed hotly against my skin.

Or was it? Unknown, that is. The voice. I did know that voice. If only Cypher would... oh my god.

"Becky?"

My hands were already at Cypher's sides, and she was bucking against me. Her legs were wilting along with her will to hold back. The voice that told me to throw caution to the wind was getting louder, but the more I thought about it, another voice was ringing in my ears.

"Derrick? Are you serious?"

A knee on my back, some scuttling along with someone falling, and the lights clicked on. There was my sister, shoes off and down to her bra up top. Next to Cypher and myself on the bed was some prick I think I recognized from college.

"Old girlfriend?" Cypher asked.

Oh yeah, Cypher. She was sprawled on her back, flushed from head to toe in a radiant shade of pink. I was enamored despite myself. The soft moans she was making along with her clumsy movements were too much to resist. She was searching my face for an answer, hoping we didn't have to stop what we were doing.

"Hardly," Becky said for herself, looking quite disgusted with me after taking one look at my new pet dolphin.

"Oh, good," Cypher said with relief. She leaned forward to kiss my chest to encourage me to touch her more.

By the door, Becky rolled her eyes again and came back to the bed to get her top and her shoes. Christopher did the same.

"You guys don't have to go," Cypher said sadly, "the bed's plenty big..."

"No, thanks," Christopher said angrily. "Come on, Becky, let's go." Without waiting for her, he charged to the door and slammed it on his way out.

"You don't have to go," Cypher then said directly to Becky. God, this girl does things for me.

For a split second in time, my eyes locked with my sister's. There, for the third time that night, she stared me down with my top down, and I was getting an eyeful of her breasts trying to escape her emotionally disturbed black bra.

"Since you guys haven't dated or anything, you know..." Bless that child, that sweet girl. Already trying to get another woman into bed with us. As for me, I couldn't help but wish for it. After all, this crush of mine had been getting bad in the past few weeks, especially since learning a few of my friends had trodden that same forbidden path I wished to take.

The door closed behind Becky as well, and both Cypher and I sighed. Still, we had each other. With the lights on, I was even more excited by her, and it showed as I tore her top off and began sucking her magnificent, tiny breasts. She squealed again, more in surprise than in delight. She had her pants down my hands for sure this time around, and my pants didn't last long. Even while I was leaning over her, she swiveled around to suck me off.

If there had been a mirror, I probably would have been rather despoiled of the image, big old me on all fours and this tiny girl underneath me, sucking away at my organ like a calf at the teat. But too bad; there was no mirror, and this little girl's mouth felt way too good. She didn't have a clue what she was doing, but her tongue was wet and she was hungry. Back and forth her whole body went, sucking like a girl possessed and driving her tongue along the sensitive underside of my breeding meat with each lunge forward.

I reached up with one hand to feel her swimming bottoms, or more importantly, what was under them. She cooed as my fingers found their way under the still-wet fabric to the soaking-wet skin. She groaned heavily onto my cock and sucked harder than anyone had sucked me in my life. Something made me wonder then what Becky would be like in the same situation.

Dammit, there it is again, images of my sister driving me crazy. I knew I had to do something, or I'd risk wasting what might be my only round with this girl down her throat. I forcefully pushed her aside, and her bottoms, still in my grip, slid down her legs to her knees, where they belonged.

I ended up pushing too hard, causing her to fall off the bed. I pulled with her bottoms in my grip, but they only came off. When she surfaced again, she pushed me onto my back and mounted my salivated cock. Every fear, every hope, every casual glance, they all melted away when she touched her wet vagina to the tip of my aching penis.

When our genitalia touched, she leaned down to me and gave me hot little kisses across my lips, then panted into my open mouth while she used her hand on my tool to search out her opening. When she found it, the most wonderful feeling of silky warm wetness enveloped me like only pussy can. She moaned as the head of my cock fit inside her, and she leaned up with her hands on my chest to let herself sink down onto me.

Inch after delicious inch closed between us, me holding her delicious hips and pumping in and out of her a little deeper each time. We hit bottom, and she fell forward to kiss me. No longer the hopeful kiss or the anxious kiss; this was a kiss of lovers who mutually loved fucking. I could tell then that I knew she was used to this feeling and that she was probably very good at it, with her taking such initiative.

With a pounding heart, I very much looked forward to letting her ride me, and after we both came, me letting her know how good I was after she thought I'd be done. To think I had resigned to having a boring night. Thank you, Cypher. Even if I get arrested, it'll've been worth it.

Like I've said many times, I've been inside many women, but it felt sooo good inside this particular girl. Tight, moist, hot, and she made the cutest mewlings to go with her furled little eyebrows. She didn't stop until her pussy worked its way all the way down to the base of my cock, and there she stayed, grinding her pelvis upon mine, going faster, faster, faster until she came seconds later, gasping in pleasure without me lifting a finger.

She fell down onto my chest in sudden exhaustion, and she kissed my chest slowly and lovingly. But rather than wait around for my dick to go soft while she got her breath back, I got myself up, leaving her to fall flat on her back onto the bed. I dove head-first into her pussy from there with more gusto than I can ever remember in the few times I've taken the south road, and she was screaming yet again. Her hips thrust up at me as I drove my tongue up into her vaginal cavity, tasting fresh of chlorine.

Sweet, I remember it being. Nothing but the taste of her sweat once the pool taste was worn off. I parted her cheeks with my thumbs and licked longer, longer, and longer strokes until my tongue was sweeping up against her asshole.

"No, not there, I... bwahhh!" she yelled, which only made my tongue linger longer and longer between her cheeks rather than between her legs. Her hips were off the ground, but wanting me deeper, she flipped around with her face down and her ass up.

"Fuck me," she demanded, but my tongue instead stabbed deep into her asshole. She meweled in confusion of the new pleasure, for I had no doubt this was new to her, but still she gasped and pressed her ass back against me. I felt her fingers reaching around for my cock, begging me to have it back inside her, but still I tongued her asshole as deep as possible.

It seemed to last forever. I couldn't remember the last time I had this much fun in bed, nor when I had teased a girl this much, nor her wanting it so bad. Finally, Cypher backed up into me, knocking me onto my back, and she slid forward and took my cock back into her pussy. She ground on it like she did before, this time with me holding fast onto those tiny little hips of hers and giving her all I had. She was yelping in seconds, still grinding away, reaching for her orgasm, which came even faster than the first.

This time I lunged forward rather than let her fall off. She was back on her hands and knees and I was mounted above her, thrusting my swollen cock into her pussy for all I was worth. That silky blond hair I had admired so much was falling helplessly around her face in sweaty clumps. Her luscious back wasn't something I'd had too much time to stare at, but it still belonged to her, and it was laid out in front of me, especially with that tight, sweet ass. The whole thing was bare, and there was my cock, buried in that dripping pussy. My hips were crashing against her ass, shaking her throughout up to her little tits.

"Oh my god... Derrick... Derrick... Derrick..." she chanted while I fucked her. Damn. Must've heard my sister mention my name. "Fuck me please Derrick... Fuck meeeeaaaahahhhh!"

Her banter had driven far out of control too quickly, and before her previous climax could shake off, the third came bursting through her lungs and down her body. I pushed my cock as deep inside her as I could and held it, also slipping the tip of my finger into her asshole, just enough for her cute little sphincter to grip me without it hurting her.

"Oh my goooooooeaaasaaaaaaaaadddd!" she started up again. I thought her orgasm was peaking, but another one came in out of nowhere, rocking her body and me along with it. I couldn't help myself; I began plugging away again, also thrusting my finger right into her ass as I went.

Her orgasm didn't die down. Rather, it began to tear her apart. The noise she was making was one constant wail, a cry for help and for passion and for pleasure, every fiber in her being screaming for the unfathomable sensation not to stop.

But stop it did, and she fell forward, a hapless mass on the bed. She made not a sound.

I was a little worried she may suffocate with her face buried in the pillows. Just a little. I folded myself over onto her, cock still firmly entrenched, and turned her head to the side. She was fine, just flushed. She was looking up at me with those huge eyes full of confusion. No way was she used to coming that hard or that often, and I know she'd never had anything in her ass before.

I kissed her tender, swollen lips, imagining them to be the lips of her pussy, which must look pretty raw by then. She kissed me back, but she didn't have the breath or the energy for it. “Did you come?” she asked in her small voice, sounding like she was trying to make conversation while she got her breath back.

“It's not my turn,” I whispered to her, working my lips over her hear. I could feel her heart beating harder; her pussy was pulsing around my cock. Honestly, I wasn't sure this girl could take more. But when I pushed myself upright again, she gripped the sheets in her tiny fists, bracing herself against me.

We were still arranged in the “from behind.” I pushed forward, pressing my cockhead hard against her cervix, drawing out a long “Mmm...” from my partner, and I scooted my legs past hers and pulled her ass firmly atop me. My cock shuffled around inside her deliciously, and I couldn't help but let out a moan of my own. She caught wind of what I was doing, and she readjusted herself as well so she was, once again, properly mounted atop me “reverse cowgirl”. For a trip upstairs that was supposed to be a quick two pops on my part, this was turning out to be quite the trip through the sex manual.

“That feels good,” Cypher moaned. Once she had got comfortable, most of her weight was on her pelvis, and her pelvis was supported by nothing but mine, so my cock was resting deep inside her. We both sighed and grunted a little as my instincts took over, making me grab her by her hips and grind myself into her a little. She joined in, using her grip on the sheets to grind back.

I decided to push what luck I had in going further with her, opportunistic gentleman that I am. I was caressing her ass the way you do when you have one shoved in your face, caressing it and squeezing it. I was getting appreciative moans from the girl, who buried her face into the bed and let her hips ride. That was the moment for me to touch her butthole again, and after getting away with rubbing it for a few seconds, I let my finger slide inside.

She sat up immediately, but I kept pushing, pushing, getting my finger deeper. She hissed, but deeper I went until my finger was buried within her rectum. I clutched her ass with the rest of my fingers while I felt her from within, and my other hand slid up her small chest to feel what breasts she had, coaxing her into enjoying me fingering her.

She was still breathing through her teeth, and she was clutching her hair. But then her hips started to rise and fall to take advantage of the cock inside her. She was only using the strength in her tiny legs, so she only lasted five or so repetitions, the last of which she fell and began shaking. I gripped her roughly wherever I was holding her, and she fell to the bed in a heap.

I let my one hand slide back to her ass to join the other to enjoy her supple skin, using the leverage to pump my cock up into her. I also went about fingering her ass properly with long, even strokes to match my cock. Soon enough she was helping, and together we brought her to another climax just after I suggested she touch herself.

She got up in something of a daze, freezing and shuddering with every hint of my finger sliding out of her ass until it popped free. She turned around and fell on my cock head-first, holding lovingly onto my staff, licking its shining length and rubbing her face against it. She pulled the head towards her and slid her mouth over it, though she, like so many women before her, couldn't manage more than half.

She wasn't very energetic; I figured if she wanted me to come right there, she would've done something other than stroke me that slowly while holding it up alongside her face. I caressed that face, and as my thumb caught her bottom lip, she sucked it up into her mouth, and taking hold of my hand like she had my cock, she sucked my index finger. Sucked it hard and fast, making her cheeks cave in. I think that had she sucked my cock like that, I would've blown in no time. But she was still stroking it softly while sucking the faint flavor of her ass off my finger.

I turned her over and got a pillow under her head to get her comfortable for the final act. After I was assured of her comfort, I slipped between her legs and got my cock inside her again. She immediately clutched my head to hers and kissed me hard. Though her body was shot, she was still every bit as fired up as the first time she kissed me, and I could feel all my strength rushing into my cock to make her scream in pleasure yet again.

But to look at her face while she did it... I was propped up on my hands, thrusting away between this tiny girl's legs. And she was staring up at me with those cute little blue eyes and those furled little brows and those adorable tiny breasts. She was begging now, begging me to fuck her. And I had reached my limit.

"I'm gonna co... I'm gonna... I'm..." I was panting. I had felt it coming for a long time now, but I couldn't give it any focus from having too much fun. But now, with her begging me with those eyes, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I looked down to see her sweet, hairless pussy gripping down on my cock, wet with her and sliding inside her over and over again.

"I'm gonna come..." I said at last.

"Come in me, baby," she mewled so quietly. "Come in me... baby please... please come in me; please, Derrick, please come in me... please, baby..."

On and on she went, and when she wasn't begging me for my cum, she was kissing me; my lips, my neck, my chest; I had never felt an orgasm take so long to arrive, nor could I remember wanting one more. Seeing her one last time with her eyes begging me like she would be hearbroken without it, my will to go on any further broke along with my dams. Cum flowed out of me in burst after burst, and my orgasm came after, blinding me with phenomenal pleasure in the purest sense of the word. I looked down at her, curious to see her face after I had done this to her, but she was stroking my hair, gazing at me with nothing but gratitude.

I got off her and got my clothes back on. She stayed behind. I had to look back for just a second, just to appreciate what I had just had. Then I left her to her bliss; I had finally recovered my wits and was eager to get back to the party and the sea of dolphins.

"Good day, eh?" Sam asked. He had grabbed a couch and a table and was dealing the cards.

"Good day." Bill was there as well. No sign of Dree. We may all have gotten some rocks off that night, but there was no use talking about it. It's a sickness, really. You can't live without it, but that doesn't mean you let it control you. We were men about to play a man's game. No sense babbling on like schoolgirls about our conquests all night.

We got a few hands played and we all could enjoy ourselves, but unfortunately my sister came along to interrupt my fun. Takes one to know one, I suppose. "Derrick, can you take me home?" hadn't seen anything of her that night after she left the upstairs bedroom until she approached me what must've been an hour or so later; it may be that she and the other guy managed to find another empty room; that, or she found something/one else to occupy herself. She didn't look like she'd gone swimming...

"I guess," I answered after a moment of consideration. There'd be other parties, and my boys still had each other for backup for the remainder of the evening. If it was, say, just me and Bill? I'd've stuck it out with him. And like I said, my sister's cool with me. Most of the time. I'll take her home if she wants.