“I don’t think one will hurt. Do you have any margaritas?” She walked over to where I was standing.
“Um, no. I got tequila. That’s what they put in margaritas.” I shrugged and picked up a small bottle. “Want this?”
“I’ve never had just tequila.” She took the bottle and twisted off the top. “Oh god, that smells awful.”
“Here, I’ll do a shot with you.” I grabbed two of the souvenir shot glasses, dumped her bottle in one, and fixed a second one for me. “It’s better if you just throw it back and swallow.”
“Okay…” She stared it nervously and turned her nose away as she opened her mouth and tilted her head.
“Good?” I smiled and slammed my shot glass down.
“What the…” She gagged and started coughing. “No!”
“It gets easier after a few shots.” I shrugged.
“Water! Please!” She continued gagging as she forced words out.
“Here.” I grabbed a bottle of water, twisted off the top, and handed it to her.
I really hadn’t drank much since the night of Carlos’ party. Tommy seemed to be on a complete bender. Once I stopped doing cocaine with him every day and going out, he practically vanished. I had started to miss going out and I would have probably even done a few lines, but I wasn’t sure I could resist the urge to fuck someone if I did. All of it seemed to blend together and one line usually wasn’t enough. After two, I felt like Superman. It was easier to just hang out, have a couple of drinks, and eat room service. During the day, I hit the gym a few times and mindlessly gambled in the casino.
“So you’ve never done anything before?” I walked to the living room and sat down on the couch, patting the seat beside me.
“No.” She shook her head and sat down.
“You haven’t even sucked a cock?” I tilted my head.
“No.” She shook her head again.
“Felt a cock?” I raised my eyebrows.
“No.” A third shake of her head followed.
“Seen a cock?” I was at my last option.
“I’ve seen one before.” She nodded finally.
“Alright, well then let’s start with a little touching.” I unfastened my pants and pushed them down. “Don’t be shy, come on over and say hello. It’s going to be your best friend for the entire weekend.”
8
Madison
I slid closer to Ruck and stared at his dick as it started to get hard. He took my hand and rubbed his cock against my palm. The friction seemed to make it get even bigger. I wrapped my hand around it and started to move up and down the shaft. It was so big that I could barely make my fingers touch. The thought of it going inside me was scary. I could barely get a finger in when I masturbated, and his dick was a lot bigger than a finger. I continued to stroke him, hearing him moan slightly as I did.
“Do it a little faster.” He exhaled sharply and I picked up the speed. “There you go, now lean over and lick my balls while you’re stroking it.”
I leaned forward and extended my tongue, feeling his balls against my taste buds. I had no idea what I was doing, but I tried to move my tongue around the circumference while moving my hand up and down his length. I saw his body react immediately. The muscles in his legs tensed and he started to grunt with pleasure. Seeing the way my tongue brought pleasure to him made me excited and I felt my pussy getting wet. I wasn’t going to be a virgin for much longer, so there was no reason I couldn’t enjoy my weekend.
“Now you’re going to swallow my cock.” He pulled on my hair and my tongue was dragged along the underside until the head of his enormous dick was against my lips. “Every inch—bury it in your throat.”
I licked his cock furiously, opening my mouth as saliva coated the glans. Hearing his commanding voice with the sexy growl in his throat made me practically gush with desire. I didn’t feel like a timid virgin. I felt like the ultimate object of pleasure for his lust. I brought filthy thoughts from the deep recesses of mind and made me feel tingly from head to toe. I opened my mouth and tried to bring his cock past my lips, but it was an enormous challenge to say the least. His throbbing dick was massive and even when I stretched my jaw as wide as it would go, I still brushed the skin with my teeth.
“Wider!” He grunted and pushed his thumb into my mouth, pressing down on my lower jaw. “You have to learn how to properly suck a cock if you’re going to spend the whole weekend with me.”
I stretched as wide as I could, forcing my jaw open until it started to cramp. I fought back against the pain and finally felt his cock move across my tongue unhindered by my inexperience. I pulled a couple of inches onto my tongue and bobbed on it with my neck muscles flexing to embrace him. My saliva started to drip from my lips as I moved and every time he went into my mouth, I was able to take him a little deeper than before. I never imagined myself being able to do something like that, but when I felt him gliding down my throat, I was so turned on I was almost ready to burst.
“Keep going. You’re getting the hang of it now.” He moved a hand to the back of my head and started forcing his cock deeper into my throat.