Meeting James - Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Meeting James - Chapter Two

... laughed, and said, “Trust me, the last thing I want is for you to be interrupted again.” I smiled at him as I lowered my mouth back onto his cock. Again, the car swerved but thankfully not as bad this time. I’m glad he’s a quick learner I thought. I love giving head, but not at the expense of getting into a wreck on the freeway. I slowly worked his cock in and out of my mouth. I was taking my time and I wanted to enjoy it. I loved running the tip of my tongue along the underside of his member so I could feel the bulging veins. My God, James had such a beautiful cock, I thought. He had really good control, but after I picked up the pace I could feel his ass start to lift up off the seat of the car, I knew he was getting close. I put my hands on his thighs and tightened my lips around the head and remained motionless, letting him control the pace. I heard his breathing change and his body stiffen. His thrusts became short and quick. I heard a loud gasp escape his lips as I felt his hot cum splash onto the back of my throat. His cock pulsed and squirted several more times before I started to swallow. His hips continued to pump and I continued swallowing a few more times, until the hot blasts subsided. I felt his cock starting to lose its rigidity in my mouth and I gently grabbed the base and licked his shaft up and down, cleaning the remaining cum that I wasn’t able to swallow. I then ran my tongue through the slit, cleaning the last bead off of the head. Satisfied, I carefully ...

... slid his cock back in his jeans and re-buttoned the fly. When I was back upright I looked over at him and smiled at the sight. He was looking straight ahead in a daze, gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white. I stared at him a few more seconds, “Umm, are you ok?” I said, in a voice barely above a whisper. “Jesus Melanie, yes I’m fine,” he finally said smiling. “I think you broke something loose.” We arrived back at the Paris and checked the Mustang in at the Valet station. We walked through the casino with James’ arm around me, holding me close. I made a promise to myself that from then on, I was going to ignore the looks and gawking of the people around me. I wasn’t going to let the judgmental attitude of others spoil my mood. He made me happy and I knew I was making him happy. That was all I cared about. I froze in mid step and stopped walking. “What’s wrong Melanie?” James asked with a puzzled look on his face. “I need to go by the front desk,” I said. “My roommate dropped off some things for me that I’m going to need, if I’m going to stay with you until Monday morning. “Let’s go up to the room, I’ll take care of that,” he said, as we continued walking towards the elevator. As the elevator whisked us up to the upper floors, James pulled out his cell phone and I listened to him speak. “It was already delivered to my room? Thank you,” he said, hanging up his phone. I smiled at him. No matter what the situation was, he seemed to be in control of it. I had ...