Sex by the Numbers (BBW and Alpha Males) (5 page)

“Bro, she’s talking to you.” Josh hit him on the shoulder, b
reaking his trance. Damn he
couldn’t swallow and now
his poor dick couldn’t breath, trapped against his zipper as it was.

“Let’s dance.” He need
ed
to get her to himself though h
e’d prefer to take her straight
to her
king size bed and bang the hell out of her. Then he’d undress her and make love to her the rest of the night,
all the way through till
morning. There was something about her that got to him. She was
n’t
blatantly
sexy like
some of the women in the club
. The
ones who
had
dressed to kill
–
le
ather, satin,
sequins
. Not to slight any of them, but
the room resembled
a high class brothel with all the girls
on display.
Maybe Josh had been right, it was a sale.

For even though it was a
Mandingo
club
where
supposedly the women were there to do the
choosing
, it was,
unfortunately
,
the men who chose.
He was just damn glad he’d chosen Emily before
an
other jerk had tried to hit on her.

The dance floor was crowded and Emily was glad since the limited space meant that her body was glued to Eric’s. He was big and warm, and very aroused if the length of his dick pressing against her stomach was any indicator. She really wanted this man and she didn’t want to screw up her chance of having him. But she’d never been sophisticated and
said the first thing that came to her mind.

“So, do you come here often?” Emily winched as the words left her mouth. “That sounded like a really lame pick up line didn’t it?”

“Yeah, but it was cute.
” His baby blue gaze twinkled down at her.
“
Just like you.”

Emily shook here head
, denying his statement
. “I’m not cut
e
. Passable, yeah, but not cute.”

“Says who?”

“Just about every man that’s been in my life.”
Why had she told him
that? Maybe that last drink had been
a mistake.

Eric pulled her closer, loving the feel of her soft stomach against his aching arousal. He
deliberately rotated his hips into her softness, enjoying the way her lips parted at the intimate contact.
“You mean the dumb asses
in your past
who
never made you come?
”

Emily gasped. “What?”

How did he know the few times she’d hooked up with someone the sex had been all one-sided? That’d she’d had to finish for herself?

Just as he’d thought.
He
smiled down at her, making up his mind that he’d just have to take her.
He’d warred with himself since meeting her because her innocence shone like a beacon. But the image of her in a school girl uniform
had
put him over the edge
.
“A good hard pounding of your pussy will do wonders for your self-esteem, honey. And I’m just the man to do it.”

Emily tingled at the roughly spoken erotic words. Still, her sense of self-preservation wouldn’t let her grab what she wanted without a fight.
“Why would
you say that? You don’t know…”

Eric
bent his head and nipped
her bottom lip with his teeth, stopping her tirade. “Honey, i
f you’d had an orgasm with a man’s cock buried
deep
inside you
r steaming cunt
, you wouldn’t doubt your beauty.”

She couldn’t breathe. This was all foreign to her and when faced with overwhelming feelings she did what she had always done. Retreated. Or tried to. “Maybe we should go back to the table.”

“
Don’t be afraid,
Emily.
” Eric shook her sl
ightly, forcing her eyes to his.
“
You came out tonight, to this particular place, for a reason.”
He moved her deftly as another couple danced a little too close. “What did you come here for, baby? Tell me.” His breath whispered against her lips as his tongue stroked the place he nipped. He wanted her to say the words.
He did not want to come out and say be fucked by a big dick, but that was the ultimate goal of most of the women in here.

Not that he was complaining After all, he had a big dick. And he certainly wanted to fuck her.

Again.

And again.

And again.

He couldn’t wait any longer. She was trembling like a leaf in the wind and he knew what she wanted even if she couldn’t say it.
He steered her off the dance floor and through a door
way. The club had small alcoves –
about the size of a walk-in closet
–
along the left hand side. Some of the small rooms had curtains pulled across the entrance indicating that a few of the ladies had decided to check out the merchandise before buying. Eric led her to one that was empty and propelled her inside. With an experienced flick of his wrist, he pulled the red velvet curtain across the opening, closing them inside.

Emily bit her lip as she watched him. She was so out of her element. And she was still slightly drunk. Which felt really good? She frowned. She should probably be writing these sensations down. The whole point of any new experience
according to her psychology professors
– and this certainly qualified –
was to learn from it and use it to connect to future patients who might exhibit the same type of behavior.

“Why are you frowning, beautiful?” He drew a finger lightly across her forehead, smoothing away the lines.

“I’m not beautiful.”

“Yes, you are.” He spoke quietly but firmly, stating a fact. “And I
’m going to prove it to you
, baby.”

With his eyes on hers, he slowly unzi
pped his pants, revealing snug maroon
boxer briefs. The cotton fabric held his straining dick against his stomach. At least it tried. The tip of
his
monster penis rose above the elastic edge
so engorged with blood that
the bulbous head
was
almost as dark as the fabric,. He stood with his hands to his sides, seemingly at ease. But Emily could see a muscle twitch at the side of his mouth as he
fought for
control.

“Touch me, Emily.” His voice was deep and husky, lending to the feeling that they were alone and not mere feet a
way from other couples probably doing a lot more than looking too.

Suddenly, she felt very overwhelmed. Dear God what was she doing here?

Let your diva out to play, girl.
The inner voice quieted her fear.

While Emily had been sheltered in her upbringing, she was a bright girl. When she wanted to learn about something, she took the bull by the horns and plunged ahead. And in her early teens, she’d wanted to know about sex.
All
about sex.

Unfortunately, she’d had no one to “plunge” ahead with.

And now opportunity was literally in front of her. She wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

As the fear seeped away, the sensations of being alone with a partially naked man that she really wanted to fuck took over. She’d never felt so electrically
connected to another human being. She looked at the thick cock jutting proudly upward, begging for attention.
Emily’s mouth literally watered. The man before her was so handsome. His cheeks were flus
hed, his eyes dark with desire.

His body hard and hers for the taking.

“Touch me, baby.”

Needing no further urging, she moved closer, her breasts almost touc
hing his chest. Her stomach did
touch his dick.

“Is this what you want?”
She grinned wickedly, moving her hips lightly from side to side, creating a tiny bit of friction.

“You know what I want
.” Eric’s mouth quirked upward
and his blood quickened as
he realized she’d let go of her doubts and was as much into this as he. “But we’ll start with a blow job.” He watched her eyes widen. “Have you ever given a blow job before, honey?”

“No.” She looked at his massive cock and licked her lips. “But I’m willing to learn.”

Eric groaned. This was going to be so good. “Get on your knees.”

His hand touched her head as she complied with his demand.
He freed his cock.
“Now imagine me in your pussy, honey. Make a canal for me with your hands, wrap them around my dick nice and firm and m
ove ‘em up and down like this.”

He placed his hands over hers, showing her how to please him. “Yeah, that’s it.” His hips bucked at the feel of her soft hands against his hard length. “Now put your mouth around the tip and suck me.”

When t
hose pouty lips touched him
, Eric thought he was going to lose his load before she even got started. He’d fantasized about this from the first moment he’d seen her. When her tongue stroked his length, he groaned.
The sensations as she a
lternately suck
ed
, lick
ed
and squeezed his throbbing dick
weakened his knees. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better, she moved her hands to his thighs
and
deep throated him, taking most of his length. His balls slapped her chin.

“Shit honey, you’re killing me here.” He pumped into her mouth a few more times. “Use your
hands again.
”

She moved her hands from his thighs and wrapped them around
his cock. Every time she back
ed
off to the tip with her
mouth, she pumped
the hard shaft
with both hands.
He felt like steel over velvet. A very big piece of steel.

“That’s it.
” His hips pumped furiously. “D
amn,
baby,
your mouth is so sweet.
Those lips were made for sucking cock.
”

Eric threw back his head and groaned.
She was certainly a fast learner.
As she continued to pump him, he felt more and more of himself being swallowed, a considerable feat considering his size.
She was going deeper than before.
He looked down watching himself disappear inside her mouth.

“Where did you learn to do that?”

She let him slide completely from her mouth, but kept her hands pumping, up and down. Up and down. She was pumping the cum right out of him. “Practice. Lots and lots of practice.”

“I thought you said you’d never done this before.” Part of him w
anted to jerk h
is
cock at of h
er
mouth and say never again
. H
er
mouth would never again touch another man’s cock if he had anything to say about it.

She took her mouth from him b
ut kept pumping with her hands and winked up at him.
“I go through a lot of bananas.”

Eric wanted to laugh, b
ut right now the most important thing – hell the only thing on his mind – was cuming. Cuming in her mouth.

Her mouth returned to his cock, swallowing the bulbous head like
a
pro.
Seeing
those perfect
lips glisten as he moved in and out of her mouth had his balls tightening.

“Here it comes, baby. Here it comes.” He placed his hand on the back of her head,
urging
her
to take
all
of him
. To swallow every drop.

“Sweet Jesus,” he groaned
, his hand gripping
her, guiding her as
he urged
her to suck harder. Eric’s cock jerked in her mouth a
s his seed flooded her throat.
She
swallowed as fast as she could,
her
satisfaction when she managed to swallow every drop
showing in her face. Lord, he loved a woman who would swallow.

When he was finished
, he collapsed against the wall, h
is cock pull
ing
from her mouth without a sound.
She knelt before him, her
hair in wild disarray around her shoulders. The
bodice of
her blouse – hell it wasn’t a blouse, she was wearing a damn c
orset
– had worked its way down
. The top of her breasts spilled out.
She licked those luscious lips.