Using the Biker

Doc couldn’t help but smile.

Jo was using him.

It was a rather surreal feeling, but he’d been using a lot of women.

“How long has it been since a dick was inside here?” he asked.

“A year, maybe more. My husband and I hadn’t been together for some time before I caught him cheating. I’m clean as well. I got tested.”

“I’m clean.” He was tired of talking. He held her pussy lips open and slid his tongue across her slit, sucking and nibbling at her. She was so fucking perfect and sweet. He stroked his tongue back and forth, around, and down to plunge inside her.

Jo rocked her hips up against his mouth. Her juices rubbed on his face as he couldn’t get enough of her sweetness.

This was what he wanted more than anything. He also wanted to hear her scream her pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, that feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

As if he’d want to stop.

He sucked her entire nub into his mouth, using his teeth to bite down, and feel that explosion of pleasure as she came apart.

It didn’t take long, and as he continued to please her with his fingers, he looked at her. “Was that fake?”

Her face was red, but the moment he’d been blunt with her, she’d been that way.

“No.”

“Long time?”

“Very, very long.”

He chuckled. Leaning over her, he reached into his desk drawer where he kept the condoms.

“I take it you’re not protected against pregnancy?” he asked.

“No, I’m not.”

He tore into the foil packet, sliding the latex over his length and rolling it to the base of his dick.

Once he was completely covered, he placed the tip of his dick at her entrance. She was already wet, so he wouldn’t have any trouble filling her.

He wasn’t small, and he hoped Jo could handle it.

Tonight, he didn’t want to go slow or soft to get her accustomed to the feel of him. He wanted to fuck hard and to make her feel every inch of him.

Once the tip of his dick was inside her, he gripped her hips and slammed the rest of the way.

She cried out as he fucked her to the hilt.

He didn’t give her the chance to get used to his dick as he pulled out and thrust in again hard.

“You okay?” he asked, taking her long and deep again.

She nodded, moaning. Her legs curled around his waist as he drove inside her, fucking her harder, making her cry out, filling her with his dick.

Her pussy was so tight, and as he stared down, she looked so pretty and red. Her opening pulsed around his length, and he wanted to come, needed to.

Reaching up, he cupped her hips, using them as leverage as he slammed into her, fucking her harder.

He’d long had his desk nailed to the floor, and now he was so glad as he didn’t want to stop. He just wanted to keep on pounding inside her.

Lifting her legs up, he placed them over his shoulders and watched his cock as it sank deep into her.

The condom was covered in her cum, and he saw her cream as it smattered against her curls.

Seeing her arousal set him off, and as he fucked her harder, he couldn’t bring himself to stop. She was incredible, the feel of her pussy so good.

She wanted this, and knowing that was even more of a turn-on. Jo was here for herself, and he was going to take pleasure in that. His balls tightened, and he felt ready to explode.

The moment he did, he stared into Jo’s eyes as he filled the condom.

In the back of his mind, he couldn’t help but wonder if one day, he’d be filling her cunt with his cum instead.

Chapter Three

One week later

“Why haven’t you seen him again?” Mandy asked.

Pouring them both a large glass of wine, Jo glanced over at her best friend. “You’re asking me about your boss and the fact I slept with him?”

“Yes, and even though I saw you sneak out, you had this big smile on your face. You can’t tell me it wasn’t hot.” Mandy giggled.

“You really want to know?”

“Of course I want to know. Doc’s been asking about you.”

Jo accidentally spilled some of the wine over the glass. “He has?”

“Yes.”

She didn’t know what to do about that.

“He likes you.”

“Stop, Mandy. Seriously. It was one time.”

“It was one great time.”

“Why don’t we talk about you and his son?”

Mandy wrinkled her nose. “There’s nothing to talk about.”

“Just like there’s nothing to talk about with me, and yet you’re determined to get me to talk about something. It was a one-time thing.”

Her doorbell rang.

“Are you sure about that?”

“He doesn’t know where I live. It’s probably the pizza guy delivering to the wrong house again.”

Mandy muttered something else, but Jo didn’t exactly catch it. She headed to the front door, and without even looking through the peephole, she opened the door. It wasn’t like anything bad ever happened in the town.