Candid Confessions of a Shameless Sexaholic...Part One: Just What The Doctor Ordered (10 page)

I’ve already
told you that my breasts are my best features, so I won’t pretend to modest.
The truth is, I have an awesome pair of tits, full, firm and 100% natural. I’m
not bragging – after all, I didn’t do anything to get them. They just grew
there. But I am glad they did, because they always have an electric effect on
men, and the cool and sophisticated Brad was no exception. He lay there for a
while, kind of mesmerised, taking them both in. Then he pulled me towards him,
lowering my breasts towards his mouth. He sucked first one breast, taking the
nipple in his mouth and licking gently, and then the other. God, it felt good.
I could feel the rising warmth of sexual arousal within me, my panties already
wet from the stimulation.

Brad was very
good with his mouth, and felt that it was only fair that I should see what I
could do in return. I slipped my body backwards, and reached down to unbuckle
his belt and unleash the beast within. And what a beast it was. A good solid
length of real, hard cock, with a purple helmet bulging and ready for action.
Well, I’m an action-oriented kind of girl, so I pulled his pants and undies
down, over his knees and off over his feet. I didn’t want anything getting in
my way – I had a job to do, and it was one that I could bring plenty of
experience to. Brad might consider himself to be an expert on sex, but I was
about to show him how the real professionals operate.

I was gentle
with him to start with, acting the inexperienced amateur (lol!). I started
right down under his balls, licking them gently and slowly. I was having the
right effect. He leaned right back on the bed and arched his back a little,
spreading his legs to give me better access. Then I took his balls in my mouth,
one at a time, sucking slowly and gently. Now it was Brad’s turn to moan. But I
was just getting started. I licked my way carefully up the shaft, giving him
gentle kisses and caresses all the way up until I reached the tip.

I knew he was
waiting for me to slip the whole thing in my mouth, so I made him wait, just
licking gently around the tip, and building up the anticipation. After a minute
of this, I could sense he was desperate for the next step, so I gave him
release by sliding his whole cock into my mouth. Hmmm…better than chocolate,
and more satisfying, too. His dick grew harder than ever, the foreskin
stretched downwards, and the bulging tip exploring the roof of my mouth, then
all the way to the back of my throat. He was big sure, but I could take it.
It’s just a matter of learning to suck and breathe at the same time – it all
comes naturally with practice. I sucked and licked until I sensed the sensation
was becoming too much. Heck, I didn’t want him to cum yet – I had plenty of
other plans for that impressive erection.

Brad was
obviously thinking along the same lines, because as I sat back, he grabbed my
body and turned over onto the bed, so that I was lying on my back, my head up
on the pillows. He stripped off his remaining clothes, and then did the same
for me. I lay there for a moment, admiring his finely-toned and muscular body.
He wasn’t a steroid-pumping freak with unnatural muscles, but just naturally
fit and in shape – a man who took good care of himself, and clearly knew how to
take good care of a woman, too.

Brad leaned
forward and kissed me full on the lips, his body pressing down against mine.
His firm erection pushed against my vaginal lips, and I was ready to take him
right then and there. But Brad wasn’t ready yet. He worked his way down to my
breasts, and explored them again, this time without the restrictions of my bra
to get in the way. Now it was just bare flesh on bare flesh, and it felt
sensational. Then Brad was on the move again, sliding down and flicking his
tongue around my belly button, then on to my hips and thighs. I knew what was
coming next, and I couldn’t wait.

I lifted my legs
and spread my knees apart, and a moment later, Brad’s tongue was exploring my
clit. My pussy was soaking by now, and Brad buried his face in my sex juices,
lapping them up as he worked along my pussy slit with his tongue, then back to
stimulate my clitoris once more. That was it. There was no holding back any
longer. I felt the climax coming, and I let it roll, ripping through my body. I
heard myself scream as the spasms of pleasure rocked through me. The sensations
subsided, but there was more to come. Brad was on top of me again now, his face
next to mine, kissing my cheek as he raised his body to enter me. I was so wet
that he slid in easily, his full length easing deep inside of me.

Fuck. This was
better than sky diving. This was better than Christmas. This was better than
anything. I wanted to feel Brad thrusting inside me, and he didn’t disappoint.
I spread my legs wider, and he plunged in deeper, thrusting slowly at first,
then accelerating as we both warmed up to the action. Brad knew how to fuck, I
can say that for sure. I’m not sure if it’s something he learned in medical
school in the reproduction classes, but I would give him an honorary degree in
the subject, that’s for sure.

It was like
being fucked by a freight train, but one that cared about you. Brad didn’t slow
up the pace, he pulsed into me deeper and harder than I can ever remember
happening to me before, but all the while, he was kissing me, touching my cheek
or caressing my breasts. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I orgasmed again,
and within a couple of minutes, I felt the next one coming.

‘Fuck, I’m
coming,’ I said, and Brad pumped away more energetically than ever to take me
over the edge. A few seconds later, I felt the volcanic eruption within me.
Fuck, he was good, but I wanted to show him what I could do, too. I may not
have any fancy letters after my name, but I know what to do when I get a good
length of dick between my legs. Now it was my turn to roll him over onto his
back. I climbed up and straddled his cock, letting it slide deep inside me.
Then I took control, riding cowgirl and loving every second of it. With my
knees pressing into the bed, I rode up and down, right to the top of his shaft,
then riding all the way down to the bottom again. Then I switched to rocking,
pushing my pussy deep over his dick and rocking backwards and forwards
urgently.

Soon Brad could
stand it no longer. He needed to fuck. I leaned forward so that my chest was
over his chest, and he immediately started pumping inside me. He held my hips
in his hands, riding his dick deep inside me. Then his hands slid around to my
buttocks, pulling me further forwards so that he could thrust deeper and
harder. My breasts were now bouncing in his face, and he reached up to get a
good mouthful. He took one breast in his mouth, sucking and licking whilst
still fucking me good and hard. Geez, this felt so hot, I didn’t want it to
stop.

No worries on
that score though…we were a long way from being done. Brad certainly wasn’t a
two-minute wonder. I guess he never needed to spend money on premature
ejaculation cures. This guy had staying power. And where he wanted to stay was
plunged into my pussy, an arrangement that was just fine by me. But first,
another change of position was required. Good news for me – Brad wanted to
switch to doggie, and I am always up for a good session of doggie action.

Doggie always
feels the most satisfying of all positions, but it is even better when you have
a guy that is big and really hard. Then you get the full benefit of the deep
penetration that doggy offers. I wasn’t disappointed with Brad. I got up on all
fours, and spread my legs to make sure he had easy access. A moment later, I
felt a rocket take off inside me as he penetrated hard and deep. I arched my
back, raising my butt a little more so that I could accommodate the full length
of what he had to offer. And what he had to offer was a real good pounding from
behind. The bed was squeaking and shaking, and the headboard pounded against
the wall. Shit, this was good, damned good. This guy could fuck at the
Olympics. Soon he brought me to another climax. My whole body shuddered as
waves of pleasure passed through me again. I closed my eyes and concentrated on
enjoying the moment. I didn’t want this to end, I would have been happy to keep
going all night. I couldn’t think of a better way to spend an evening.

My body was
racked with pleasure, and my mind was loving every moment. This felt so
different, so new, so refreshing. What was different? At first, I couldn’t’
tell. Then I realized that it felt so good to be with someone who wasn’t just
after my body. A man who had politely refused to take things further on our
first encounter, yet who had really wanted me enough to woe me with roses and
dinner. Not love – not yet, anyway – but something more meaningful than I was
used to. I was surprised at how much I liked it.

            I wanted desperately to kiss
him, but that is not too easy in doggy position. So a moment later, I was on my
back on the bed, with Brad sliding on top of me once more. I think the women
who burned their bras got it all wrong. I’m all for equality, but let’s be
honest…there is nothing that feels as good for a woman as lying submissively on
your back and taking a good pounding from a red-blooded alpha male who knows
what he wants. I could feel the urgency as he penetrated me once again. This
was a man who was ready to cum, and I was ready to take it all.

            Brad pumped inside me,
slowly at first, taking time to kiss me and stroke my breasts. But then his
thrusting became more urgent, reaching deeper into me in long, hard strokes. I
looked at his face and saw his facial muscles tense as the pleasure and the
pressure welled up deep inside him. Then he started to slow again, and I knew
that the final moment was nearly there. He groaned as his body tensed and he
ejaculated inside me. Then he was kissing me again, giving one final, slow push
to ensure that I got every precious drop of his love juice deep inside.

            After a moment, he collapsed
to the side of me. I could see that like me, he was exhausted but happy. And
wonder of wonders, he didn’t just fall asleep. He lay beside me, stroking my
back and whispering in my ear. I curled up against his chest and slowly drifted
off into a relaxed and peaceful sleep.

***

I was late getting into the office the
next morning, and got a tongue lashing from Vanessa, but I didn’t really care.
I was on cloud nine. Brad had awoken me early the next morning, and we made
love again. And yes, it was just as good as the first time. We both got caught
up in the moment, and we spent rather longer than we should have enjoying the
touch of each other’s bodies. The result was that I had to rush for work,
wearing the same clothes as the day before, and despite my best efforts to
repair my make-up in the taxi, I knew I looked like a woman who had just
recieved a good shafting.

            But none of that was
important. What was important was that I had a man in my life, and it looked as
though he might be around for more than a day. What a revelation. I wanted to
tell everyone – especially Vanessa. I would have loved to have seen her face
when she discovered I had spent the night with the man who ruffles even her
professional feathers. But not yet. For the time being, I wanted to enjoy the
privacy and intimacy of a secret romance.

            After a couple of meetings
at the office, I rushed over to Amanda’s studio for another photo shoot. We had
three male models lined up for this one, including my Viking pal, Sven. The
other two I didn’t know, and for once, I wasn’t that interested. That was a
very strange feeling indeed. Hot half-naked men, and me not bothered? That
didn’t seem right at all. I figured it would probably change when I saw them in
the flesh. But in the studio, although I thought they were cute, they honestly
didn’t do much for me.

            During a gap in the shooting,
Sven came over to me, bringing a coffee and looking rather apologetic.

            ‘I’m sorry about the other
night. I had to rush. Important business, you know.’ Important business my
butt. I guess he had forgotten that he had told me that his fiance was calling.
He gave me a cute grin, the sort that would have melted my resistance (if I’d
had any) just a few days ago. But now I was pretty much immune.

            ‘Maybe we could meet up this
evening,’ he said. ‘I’m sure we could have fun.’

            ‘Great idea,’ I said. ‘Why
not bring your fiance as well, and then we can have a threesome. Or is three a
bit too much of a crowd?’

            I walked away feeling rather
good about myself. Yes, that was me, Angel deVries, turning down the offer of
some hot dick. My mother would have been proud of me.

            I watched the other two guys
going through their paces in front of the cameras. From what I had seen of them
so far, they were both typical male models – all meat and no brains. Hmmm., I
wondered. Why make do with half the package when you can get both? But was Brad
really serious about me, or was I just another conquest to notch up on his
bedpost. Sure, he had been very polite and gentlemanly, but now that I had
slept with him, would he still be interested? Maybe I shouldn’t have had sex
with him last night. Perhaps I should have held out and impressed him with my
virtuous ways (stop laughing, please). Relationships are complicated, and it is
not an area that I have much experience of. My relationships usually end when I
wake up in the morning and find that the guy has already gone.

            What exactly had I got
myself into? Was I now in a relationship with one of the most eligible
bachelors in town, or was I just imagining the whole thing?