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He wasn't about to tell her about the time he fucked four women either, one after the other, and then went to work and fucked another one. Five women? There might have been six. He would never remember their names, except for one because she was named Crystal Gayle, just like that country singer, but this Crystal was more into punk rock and had pink hair.

David hadn't exactly been picky. He wasn't looking at hundreds of women, he was looking at thousands, and he had probably stopped counting at triple digits anyway.

Katie did not need to know this.

She wasn't exactly an innocent but she certainly wasn't a slut. She could count her past lovers on two hands. And David didn't want her to count them, thank you very much. She had sparked a possessive streak he hadn't known he had. Many nights he had tossed and turned while he tried to get images of those other men out of his head. When he gave it enough thought, he rolled his eyes at his double standards.

‘Well?' she asked. She was going to press the issue.

David was lying on their bed, her head on his chest, one of his arms around her and the other across his eyes. Her body was warm against his. Her breasts were so soft, obviously very real and very large to boot. He loved the way it felt when she snuggled up against him.

‘Baby, we don't need to talk about that,' David said, stalling.

‘I want to talk about it. I know you've been with a lot so I won't be surprised. How many?'

He was quiet for a long while. ‘More than I should have had.'

Her breath was light across his chest. He hoped she would drift off to sleep but, of course, that would be too easy. ‘You aren't going to tell me.' It wasn't a question, just a statement of fact tinged with a bit of sadness.

‘I don't want to hurt you.'

She nodded against his chest. Her eyelashes flickered against his skin. Her breathing had changed, become more careful. She was guarded. Her body might be just as supple against his as it had been five minutes before, but in every other way she was drawing away from him.

‘I will tell you,' David finally said. ‘But please be sure you want to know, Katie. You're going to see me differently. I don't want to mess up what we have.'

She didn't move. ‘Have you been faithful to me?'

‘Of course I have,' he said, and wondered why she would ask such a thing.

‘I trust you,' she said, reading his mind. ‘I know you have. I was trying to make a point. What happened before me doesn't have much to do with us now, does it? Except maybe that thing you do with your hand. I like that thing you do and I'm glad you learned it.'

She buried her face in his neck, suddenly shy. He could feel the heat from her blush. David smiled, despite the fact that he was scared half to death.

‘Asking a person how many people they have been with is always a bad idea,' he said. ‘Someone always gets shocked. Or hurt. Or furious.'

Katie sat up in the bed. She looked at him with those big blue eyes. Were they wet? Was she on the verge of tears? He studied her mouth. No pouting downturn, no indication that she was going to turn on the waterworks.

David sighed. He was paranoid already.

‘You're scared to tell me,' she said.

‘Damn straight, I'm scared,' he admitted.

Katie ran her fingertips over his chest. She pulled at his nipples. David moved in the bed and one of her hands went down his belly, to where his cock was starting to show its appreciation. She stroked slowly and within seconds he was at full attention.

‘You're going to fuck me into it, aren't you?' he asked.

‘Probably.'

That was the thing about Katie. She had no hidden agendas, because she had no problem telling him exactly what those agendas were. Half the time it showed on her face anyway. She couldn't play poker if her life depended on it.

‘You won't like me when I tell you,' he murmured. She wasn't paying much attention. Her mouth was descending on his cock.

She took her time, licking every inch and every ridge. She swirled her tongue around his head. She probed that sensitive spot underneath. He tried to think about baseball but all that came to mind was that one self-proclaimed slut who loved to have things pushed inside her, who loved to be stretched, and the time she looked at his aluminium baseball bat and asked him to fuck her with it.

‘You're thinking about those other women, aren't you?'

It wasn't an accusation. Rather, it sounded hot as hell. Katie was breathless. She looked up at him with bright eyes and a wicked smile. Her tongue snaked out to lick the head of his cock. Any lie right now could get him into even more trouble than the truth surely would, and he knew it. Being honest was the lesser of two evils.

‘Yes.'

‘One in particular?'

This was getting rather uncomfortable. His heart was pounding, whether from arousal or from fear he wasn't sure. ‘Why?'

‘You have that look.'

‘What look?'

She sank her mouth down on his cock. All the way. She did that thing with her throat and then his cock was all the way in, her nose pressing right against his pubic bone. She could make him do anything when she did that. She was the only woman who had ever had that kind of power over him, and suddenly he wasn't sure he liked it. Soon he would be confessing like a good Catholic boy to a goddamn priest.

‘One in particular?' she asked again.

‘Yes.'

‘Which one?'

‘Jesus Christ, Katie! What difference does it make? I'm not with her!'

‘You're with me, and I want to know.'

David lay back and yanked a pillow over his head. He breathed deep into the cotton. Katie was working magic on his cock again, gliding up and every so often going all the way down, enclosing him in that slick, tight throat. She made deep-throating seem like a fine art. It hadn't come easily, though. She had practised on him again and again and again until she got it right.

Oh, did she ever get it right.

‘Tell me,' she murmured around his cock.

David pushed the pillow away from his face. If she really wanted to know, he would tell her. Maybe just one little thing. Maybe that would be enough to make her stop asking. He felt as though he were giving her an intentional knife wound as his mouth opened and the words came out.

‘I was thinking about the woman who liked it when I put things inside her.'

Katie paused in the midst of sucking him. This would be it. Surely she would stop and lie down and be mad at him for a few days and then this would all blow over.

‘What kind of things?'

David stared at the ceiling. ‘Bottles. My hand.' He paused. ‘Baseball bats.'

Katie sucked him hard. It was a surprise, and he arched up into her mouth. She deep-throated him, then went back to bobbing up and down, sucking exquisitely on the head of his cock. What the fuck was going on?

‘I want you to fist me,' she said.

David's cock went hard enough to make furniture.

‘What did you say?'

‘You heard me,' she purred, then started licking on his balls like a mischievous cat.

‘No, I didn't.'

‘How many women?'

She shook her head from side to side and slid her mouth down his cock like a corkscrew. He groaned aloud and reached down to touch her hair, but she batted his hand away. She looked up at him, her eyes demanding an answer.

‘I don't know.'

‘You don't know?' she asked, but she didn't seem surprised at all.

‘No.'

She growled in the back of her throat right before she swallowed him into it. He tried to think of anything else but coming, but thought was becoming impossible. Her mouth bounced up and down, her tongue working back and forth like a whip, and he was on the verge within seconds.

She knew it. She stopped.

‘Fuck,' David moaned in dismay.

‘You've dipped this cock into more pussy than you can count, haven't you?' she asked, holding his cock in her hand like it was a throttle. Her thumb was on his cockhead, swirling in circles. ‘I'll bet you've had more ass than you can count, too. And more blowjobs.'

He looked at her and said nothing.

‘You've had so many fucks, they all blend together into a blurred chain of pussy. Don't they?'

This was it. She was going to crucify him for his sexual past. He knew it was coming. How could he have been so stupid?

‘And I've hardly been with anybody. I don't think that's fair, do you?'

He opened his mouth to speak and nothing came out. He felt almost two inches tall.

‘I think I should have some pussy, too.'

David blinked in surprise. His cock surged harder in her hand. She giggled like a schoolgirl and sank her mouth down on his dick. Her tongue sucked and her lips drew back hard and when she pumped him into her throat, he went to redline. She stopped sucking right before he could get off.

‘What do you think?'

Never, ever ask a man what he thinks right as he's about to come. You just might get exactly what he's thinking, and it might not be tempered with common sense.

‘I would love to see you fuck other people,' David said.

Her eyes widened.

‘Holy shit,' she said with an air of wonder.

She sucked him deep, one last time, finally giving him a bit of mercy. He came hard. He shot everything into her mouth. He saw stars. She licked and sucked until there was nothing left.

‘Other people,' she murmured, and giggled.

David knew he was in big trouble.

Of course, he reneged on everything as soon as he was coherent enough to do so. Sure, he would love to see it, but he would never actually be able to do it, he told her. It was a good fantasy. Sometimes he thought about it. Not often, though. Hardly ever, actually. And why would he want to share? He didn't
like
to share. He wasn't good at it. He didn't want to share her. Would
she
want to share
him
?

She looked at him the whole time with knowing eyes and that wise little smile.

‘Do you have anybody in mind?' she asked simply.

David sighed in exasperation. ‘Did you hear a single word I said?'

‘Every bit.'

‘Good. I think I made myself clear.'

‘Sure. I've been thinking about a stranger. I don't want to run the risk of ruining a friendship, so any of your friends are out. My friends, too. Friends are better kept as friends and not made into fuck buddies, don't you think?'

He stared at her.

‘Well?'

‘You're insane. You're not fucking anybody else. That's final.'

She winked at him and giggled again.

‘OK, big man. Whatever you say.'

David woke up the next morning hard as a rock. Which was convenient, because Katie was already on top of him, her legs spread wide, fucking him. Only her pussy touched his cock. She was braced on her feet and her hands, bobbing up and down. He had been dreaming about sex when he woke up, and apparently this was the reason why.

She looked down at him. Her hair fell loosely on either side of her face.

‘Good morning, big boy. Guess what's for breakfast?'

‘You,' David said, and flipped her neatly underneath him. She closed her eyes and purred like a cat while his cock stroked inside her. He'd had his turn last night and it was hers this morning. He angled his cock so that the thrusts went right against her clit. He ground into her at the height of each one of them. Soon she was writhing underneath him and moaning half-words that made no sense. He felt it when she came, a throbbing and clenching around his cock. He pushed as deep as he could go until her whole body relaxed under him.

David lay there with her for a moment to let his breath get back to normal. By the time he pushed himself out of bed to take care of morning business, she was sound asleep. He smiled at the way she looked, like an innocent young woman with an unusual blush to her cheeks. He brushed her hair out of her face.

Could he really let her fuck someone else?

The thought came out of nowhere and slammed him right where it counted. He tried to imagine her pussy spread open for someone else. He tried to picture another man's dick sliding into her. Would it be slow? Or would she want him to impale her with it? Would she taunt David while he watched? Or would she be loving and caring and give him reassuring looks while someone else made her moan?

His hand circled around his cock and began to stroke lazily, all thoughts of the call of nature forgotten. He was too busy thinking about Katie's light-pink pussy lips opening up around a cock while he watched it happen. He hadn't thought about watching her give him a blowjob, and he hadn't thought about another man's tongue on that hard little clit. He had started thinking about the fucking right away. That was the part that got him hornier than hell – the thought of her pussy being taken. The pussy that belonged to him.

David watched her sleep, sprawled out in the middle of the bed. Would she like him on top of her, so she could watch him? Or would she ride him like she rode David this morning? What about doggie-style, so David could get a good look at how hard he was fucking her?

His legs were trembling. He sat down on the bed, still stroking. Katie woke up when the mattress moved with the weight. She watched him with sleepy and satisfied eyes.

‘You never come first thing in the morning,' she said. ‘What got you all riled up?'

‘You.' He was stroking harder. Pre-come was oozing out of
him, making his hand slick. He closed his eyes and imagined Katie lying under someone else.

‘What about me?'

‘Seeing you with someone else,' he admitted. She practically purred as she rolled to her side and wrapped herself around him. Her hand came around and touched his. Together they rode each stroke up and down.

‘I'm going to make you watch,' she murmured.

That did it. Semen shot out of his cock and coated his hand. It dripped onto the floor. A splotch landed on his thigh. Katie giggled in approval. He lay back on the bed, almost on top of her, light-headed from the unusual early-morning pleasure.

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