“So you wanna cum for me, Derek, or do I need to go finger myself in my dressing room? I think I can make it back before I get called back up on stage in the main lounge--”
“Sapphire!” Yeah, I was kind of loud about that but you were here for this dance. How dare she play with a man like that? I had to interrupt her. In fact, I’ll have to spank her sexy little ass for that.
“Oh, so you wanna?” Sapphire points at herself and then the room, and then puts one of her hands up. She’s being so cute I almost want to laugh but I’m trying to not cum in my pants so that makes it kind of difficult.
“Yes, I want to,” I say and a bit of a laugh creeps into my words despite just how painfully fucking hard I am.
“Release the beast and cum right in this Cristal.” Sapphire holds the bottle against her pussy again, so it looks like just dancing to anyone who might be watching. “You made me cum. Your turn.”
“Fuck,” I say, reaching out and circling her clit over the bottle and through her panties. “I want you to cum again, and I know you want me to touch you.”
“Oh,” Sapphire raises an eyebrow. “What a gentleman.” She smiles and I think she means it.
I’ve been called a lot of things. Cocky. Asshole. Prince Cocky Asshole. A gentleman is a nice new addition.
“You know … no … touching.” Sapphire can barely get the words out because I’m getting her so close to cumming again.
“But I thought I was being a gentleman, and you’re having me cum in this bottle.” I stroke my cock and watch her eyes widen as I shoot thick jets of cum into the bottle, clouding the bubbly fluid. Who cares? I could buy every bottle they have and throw them in the trash and not make even a dent in my fortune.
“I just figured if you were willing to wait two songs maybe you didn’t have a fully function yardstick in those Valentinos,” Sapphire says, panting through her second, likely third orgasm judging by the wetness on the outside of this Cristal.
She eyes the sizable amount of my semen in the bottle of Christal and smiles at me lasciviously.
My cock perks as I look at her. No way in fucking hell is she going to do…
“Adding protein to such a delish champagne,” she says, her eyes gleaming wickedly as she swirls the bottle around.
I can’t fucking believe my eyes. Neither can my fucking cock. It starts to twitch.
She bring the bottle to her lips, and lets the liquid mixed semen fall to her lips.
I watch in rapt attention as my cum swirls out of the bottle. It falls on her lips and she uses her tongue to swirl it around her lips, smearing it.
But it’s the champagne-cum that she lets drip from her mouth, down her chin, down between her tits that has my body forgetting that I just came.
I look down at my monster cock. It’s thick and hard, ready to go again.
I look at Sapphire, on her knees in front of me - cum dripping down her body.
She coos with lust.
“Think you could even handle me riding you, babe?” she asks with a wicked grin.
“Sapphire, you don’t honestly believe a gentleman such as myself would offer up a nice girl a full foot of cock and not be ready for her to ride on it? You and your discerning pussy must reconsider the company you keep.”
I zip up my trousers, putting my still rock-hard cock back in my trousers. For now.
“I’m not – nor is my pussy – reconsidering the company at the moment.” Sapphire smiles.
6
Ella
I can’t believe Derek just made me cum so hard. My whole body is still shaking with the aftershocks. And that cock. Oh my God. Like magic.
I give him a flirty smile, sure that he’s ready to go now that he got what he came for.
When he leans back and drapes his arm across the seat, looking like he’s about to settle in for a while, I’m totally shocked.