Like Music

The rain beat down on the window. Shadows cascaded over their faces as they sat talking in his truck about life. She was never really someone who got nervous around the opposite sex, but the power that oozed off of him made her nerves tingle and her thighs clinch.
We are just talking, she scolded herself, relax, girl. This is no different than any other time.
But it was different. She had never delved into bdsm or pictured herself being dominated by someone else. Before they met, she found herself googling bdsm and what it entailed. Some things horrified her while others made her explode with excitement. Something had been missing from her sex life and she felt like this had been it.
He was talking, breaking her from her thoughts. She watched his lips form words and wondered what it would taste like to run her tongue against his skin. Quite possibly chocolate. Most definitely like sex. Trying to focus on his question about life, her answer was aloof laced with a hint of truth. Trust was her biggest downfall. She rarely ever trusted anyone – especially not many in the male species. Asking the same question, she watched him closely. His brown eyes, his smooth chocolate skin, his shirt that clung tightly to his muscles, his crotch-
His chuckle snapped her eyes back up to his face and she watched his lips slide across his teeth into a devilish grin. He was trouble. But it was just the right amount of trouble she could see herself getting into.
“What?” She asked.
“Just thinking about spanking your ass.” He responded. His seriousness permeated the air as she gripped the side of the truck seat.
“Oh.” Is all she said.
Oh? Her thoughts chided. Assume the position and get what you came her for.
Shaking away her thoughts, she sighed and watched a stream of water slide down the window. Taking in a deep breath, she prayed silently to the sex gods that her nerves weren’t apparent on her face. This was a rarity and feeling nervous never mixed well with her inability to hold on to the silly things that poured out of her mouth. Any other day she was confident. She took what she wanted, when she wanted it. Today, she was shocking the hell out of herself.
Right as she was about to ask for what she wanted, he gave her the greenlight. “I really want you to suck my dick right now.” That light was so fucking bright, it could blind a small country.
Needing a cool numbing gel out of her car, she jumped into action, but could not find it. Trying to gather herself, she took a sip of her juice that sat tepid on her passenger seat. The realization that her mouth was dry – one of her many nervous tells – the liquid slid down her throat as she thought of what would be there in a matter of minutes.
Climbing back into the truck, seats adjusted, pants pulled down. She took in her reward that sat soft in his lap. It was now or never. Greedily, she licked up the shaft and pulled his head into her mouth.
“Suck this dick, bitch.” She thought she heard him say. If those were his words, she couldn’t tell the difference because she was too focused on the task at hand.
Up and down. Lick. Slurp. Kiss. Lick. Suck. Suck and lick. Lick and suck. Suck harder. Now do that thing with your hand and tongue. Her thoughts were getting the best of her, so she tried to listen to his commands. Be in tune with his body. Tonight was for him. Next time would be for her. But she was going to come too, whether she wanted to or not.
Music filled the air. Chris Brown. “Suck this dick to the beat of the music.” He demanded. She couldn’t help but moan to the music. Her hips moved as she pictured herself grinding on his cock to the seductive sounds of the beat. His hand made his way down to her ass and she braced herself. Smack! Her leg began to shake. “Don’t you dare come yet.” Smack!
Biting back tears that were forming from holding back her orgasm, she pushed her mouth down on his dick. Lick, suck, suck, lick. Go deep. Breathe through your nose. Don’t gag.  Her inner slut was cheering her on. Oh, it seems he likes to hear you gagging. Do that again.
Smack!
“Bite down on it.” He moaned.
Wait, what? She almost pulled him from out of his mouth. Bitch, you heard him, bite that Mr. Goodbar. And she did. But not too hard. She didn’t know how much pain he could take in this position.
Smack!
Her legs trembled and another throaty, sadistic chuckle filled her ears as she fought for the need to listen. In any other situation she would have gotten what she needed first, not caring if anyone told her not to come yet. But she fought with all her might not to cream all over the place. She moaned. He moaned. Her hips gyrated to the music. She would have given anything for him to rip her jeans off and fuck her right then and there, but they weren’t there for that. They were just here to talk. He was speaking demands as she spoke to his dick.
Fighting for him to come, she sucked harder and deeper. He was putting up his own fight. They would battle all night if they had the time. But as the night grew later and responsibilities called for them at home, he spoke, “You ready to come? You can come with me.”
And like music, her second favorite thing in the world – dick sucking her first – the sweet sounds of orgasm filled her mouth and her throat. She held it there like he said and swallowed. Had he let her, she would have kept going. He came, but was getting hard in the back of her throat once again. Smiling to herself, she was sated and hoped he was too.
For the time being…

The Adventures of Mega: The Return *a short short*

    He sat with his back to the wall. He was watching her. Intently. His eyes piercing through her soul. It didn’t go unnoticed, but she was used to men watching her, so she was unfazed. She kept dancing to the music. Enjoying her night out with friends. The music and liquor were flowing through her veins; helping her guards to be let down.
   She watched him get up from his seat as she continued to sway to the music and sing along with the soft melody, “…deep down when I face it, all I want is you…” She could feel him stepping up behind her, but it didn’t stop her from moving. Her ass was one of her best assets, so she moved it to the beat.
  “Hi. Mind if I dance with you?” He had a deep voice that sent a tingle down her spine.
  “As long as you can keep up.” She smiled over her shoulder and continued to gyrate to the music. Miguel continued to sing to the crowd through the speakers and she could feel the man’s erection growing.
When the song ended, he leaned in and whispered in her ear again, “I’m Tim. Do you want to get out of here?”
   “Mega. And yes.” She turned and waived bye to her friends who were still swaying to the music.
   Once outside, the cool air hit her as she got a better look at him. The club’s lighting didn’t allow her to do so. He was handsome. Good looking. With a sexy smile painted on his face. She could tell that he was hesitating a bit, so she spoke up, “I’m staying at a hotel near here. Wanna come back to my room?”
    “Hell yeah.” Tim reached an arm around her waist as they walked a few short blocks to the hotel Mega was staying.
   Inside the room, everything started moving at rapid speed. Clothes were removed. Kisses of pure uninhibited passion was exchanged. She wanted it just as much as he did. Stopping once they reached the bed, she pushed him back and began kissing her way to her prize. It stood at attention waiting to be rewarded by her warm wet mouth.
   Before Mega could reach her destination, Tim demanded, “Turn around. Let me taste you while you taste me.” A soft moan left her mouth as she positioned herself over his face and leaned down to lick her way down to his cock. It was beautiful and waiting just for her.
   She felt his thumbs part her lips and fingers pressed into her thighs. Then wet mouth met her wetness and she moaned as she licked up his shaft. She tired to focus on him as he worked her from behind. Assaulting her pussy with his tongue. Running it up and down from clit to hole. Pure bliss. Placing one hand firmly around his shaft, she brought her mouth down on the head. Tim hissed in pleasure as Mega continued to suck and lick. Lick and suck. Sucking and slurping noises was all that was heard in the room. She was close. Her orgasms always came fast when she was giving head, but now that she was receiving at the same time, it was coming faster.
   “Tim,” she tried to warn. But he kept going. One finger. Then another entered into her as he applied pressure to her in all the right places. “Oh, God.”
   “No, baby, it’s just me.” She giggled, “Oh, shit, fuck! That feels so good. Suck that dick. Giggle again.”
   Mega let out a soft moan and giggled around his hard cock. Saliva mixed with pre-cum slid down his shaft and she hungrily sucked it back up. She pulled away with a pop and groaned, “Just like that. I’m about to cum. You ready?”
   He slapped her ass and sucked hard on her clit. That was all it took to push her over the edge. When she came, she pushed all the way down his shaft and slid her tongue around in her mouth.
  “Fuck, Mega…I’m about-“ She didn’t let him finish as she sucked harder and pulled his orgasm out of him. She watched his toes curl underneath his socks and smiled to herself. Spent. Satiated. They breathed heavily next to one another.
  “Thank you.” Mega got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Minutes later, she heard the door open and close. Smiling to herself she stepped into the warm shower.

Old Friends

Darren reached down and prayed to himself it was hers. Taking a huge chunk of it into his palm, he took a deep breath and gave a quick tug to see if she would resist. When he did not feel any unnatural tearing and she didn't flinch from him pulling -- he tugged harder at her natural tresses. He hated weaves, so he always picked the girls with natural hair, but Darren learned this shit came fake too. 

Hair pulling made him cum hard though and that he was about to do. They were fucking for a while now. She had cum several times, so it was time for him to get off. Her pussy was nice but starting to dry up. So he yanked and thrusted until he had a mediocre orgasm. The young woman was spent. She sweated passion as her eye lids closed and happiness curved on her lips. 

Oh shit, here we go. Darren thought to himself. Women had this uncanny way of getting way too comfortable in his bed after sex. And this one was no different. Searching his tipsy memory for a name -- he came up short. 

 

"Can I call you a cab, beautiful?" He reached over and touched her face softly. 

"Mmm, no. My cousin lives a few blocks away. If I can just use you bathroom, I will find my own way." She hopped up, grabbed her belongings and entered into his bathroom. 

Relief washed over Darren's body as he drifted off to sleep. He thought for sure she was going to flip out on him for being so rude, he was still horny and the sun was coming up soon so he had going for a run on his mind. 

Quick nap, shower and--

All of a sudden Darren was dreaming he was swimming in the ocean, but beginning to drown. He was a swimmer. How could this be. His eyes popped open as the woman who was just soft and seductive was pouring cold water in his face. He jumped up and knocked the bucket out of her hands; sending water everywhere. 

"Get the fuck out my house!" He yelled. She left when she saw the rage in his eyes. 

He pulled out his cellphone and sent a quick SOS to his cleaning lady. Linda had been cleaning for his family since he was a young boy, but he had sent her on vacation for the week. Linda said she can call a friend if he needed anything and here he was needing. 

Nap skipped. He went and got into the shower. Dick hard, he wouldn't be able to function like this, let alone go for a run. His firm had a big merger meeting this afternoon and the only thing that could knock the rest of his stress out right now was getting rid of this raging hard-on and a run. 

Darren stepped out of his bathroom still dripping wet. He heard a gasp and something dropped to the floor. Linda sent someone that fast? She had him so spoiled he did not even expect anyone this early. Not thinking to grab anything to cover himself, he turned only to face the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on. 

"Lilly?" 

"Darren."

He went to hug her, but she cleared her throat reminding him he was ass naked. Embarrassed, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. He penis still semi-hard. 

Lilly and Darren were two peas in a pod. She came to live with Linda at a young age when her mother, Linda's best friend, died unexpectantly at a very young age. Linda took care of Lilly until they were entering into high school. At that point, some legal matters came up and Lilly was shipped up north to Boston to live with her father. That was 15 years ago. Darren had always been in love with Lilly and it damn near broke his young heart. Maybe if she'd stayed he would be different. But she didn't. And he isn't. 

There she stood. All grown up. Torn jeans. Oversized flannel shirt. Big brown beautiful eyes. They just stared at one another for a moment. 

"You didn't write." She whispered. 

"I didn't know what to say." 

"'Hi' would have been a great start." She picked the wet sheets up off the ground and turned to leave. 

Her ass was great, but he urged his penis to behave as the girl he fell in love with years ago walked away from him once again. 

"Linda didn't tell me who lived here. If she did-"

"You wouldn't have come?" Darren had managed to pull on a wife beater and shorts because he could tell his nakedness was making her uncomfortable. 

"I don't know." She closed the lid on the wash. "I will make your bed. When the loud noise dings, move the stuff inside here to the--"

"Don't insult me, you know Linda taught me." 

"So why the call? You couldn't do it yourself?" She snapped, "Why don't you set her up for retirement? She's too old, ya know?"

"I tried. Hell, when you left it aged her so that even dad tried to pay off her mortgage and give her a retirement fund. He went and secretly opened a savings account for her. Don't play us like that. Linda put up a big fight. Settled on working less. It would have killed her if she lost us too."

"Linda didn't loose me! You did!" 

There she was walking away and he was letting her. That's all women did in his life-- walked away. The only woman consistent in his life was Linda. 

"Wait." He breathed. 

"What?" She stopped and turned to him. Hope sprung into her veins.  

"We were kids. I was young and stupid. I meant it. Every last word I said to you when I begged you to run away with me." He stepped in closer, "My father was willing to pay anything to get you to stay. And when you told him no thank you, my heart broke and it never quite healed right." 

Lilly started to talk, but Darren cut in, "Let me finish. I have dreamt about this day. "I would schedule random trips to Boston trying to catch a glimpse of you. But I wouldn't. Then I took over the company fully and realized how much money could buy. And I bought it. To find you. And I did. But I was a coward. Then I found out you were visiting at least once a year. Sometimes for weeks. At my father'a expense. And not once did you reach out to me!" Darren voice was raw with emotion. He shouted at her. 

Years of anger rang out in his voice. He picked up running when he found out she was visiting Linda regularly. He went from love sick Yorkie to love hurt Rottweiler. It was like she poisoned him. He started really disrespecting women. Right down to his at the time romance, Veronica, was this sweet college senior on the path to greatness. Darren respected that about her. He talked to her for a year before he made his move. She was a virgin. And the very first time he slid into that pussy, he knew he was in heaven. She had met his father the week before he found out about Lilly's visits. That same night she met Mr. Walker, Darren asked if his father if he could help purchase a ring for her. She was it. His everything. He remembered telling his father. 

His father looked at him and said, "Well, D., I will do anything for your everything." Darren lost his father to cancer last year. It was why he took over the company way before his time. Darren's father promised him to thirty before he would do the company talk. Besides Mr. Walker would only be 50 at that time. He wanted him to see the world and make mistakes. Fall in love twenty times. 

But love came for him just twice and changed for him forever that day. He drove home slowly depressed. As he grew closer and closer home, he grew angrier. Horny and pulsating with anger he turned to his beautiful fiancé, bent her over the sink and fucked her. When they were done she turned to kiss him, but he pulled away. He walked away to be exact. And he didn't touch her again for weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months turned into Veronica gently taking Darren's hands into her and placing the very expensive engage engagement ring into his palm. 

She kissed his cheek and turned to walk away. It was the last time he would let a woman walk away from him. He would just make them leave. Hurt before being hurt. 

Now his kryptonite stood in front of him. "You didn't write. I thought you didn't want to see me." 

"You should have stayed." He was breathing in her scent. So close he could taste her through his nostrils. He wanted to lick her skin. 

"D-- I-- how could I stay? He was my father. He wanted to be apart of my life!" She paused, "Two million. I found out he was going to take two million over me when his wife decided to spill the beans. She said she had to talk him out of it. I belonged with him. Family. She couldn't conceive so I was the daughter she never had. But I was the daughter he never wanted." 

She was crying. The last thing Darren wanted to see. Her cry. "So I started to visit more often. I have been home for a year now. Ever since-- it was a beautiful funeral. Everyone thought it was lovely." She told his face, "he would be so proud of you."

Instinctively, Darren pulled away, "You came and left without words." 

"I never left. Linda's heart was broken. I just made her promise me. She said you would be on your morning run. My heart skips a beat every time I see you. I wanted to hold your hand and be your shoulder. You held it together that day, but I know you Darren. I still do, that strong exterior can't fool me. You were my first love and my first heartbreak. You didn't keep your promise. So you didn't want me."

She turned to grab the doorknob, but he put his hand on hers and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Things seemed to move in slow motion. Darren was fuzzy from emotion as Lilly ran her hands over his smooth skin. She was breathing heavily and was growing lightheaded. 

They kissed again. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers found her nipples. He pinched them and her body shivered. Pushing her against the front door, he pulled the flannel shirt buttons open; revealing her bare perfectly perky breast. Growling he sucked in air as he nibbled at her breast. Lilly squirmed under his grasp as he took her wrist in one large hand and  placed them over her head. She shook and came as he turned his focus on her left breast. He sucked until her orgasm subsided and dropped to his knees. 

He slid her jeans down her milk chocolate skin and licked underneath her belly button. Moans left her lips as he trailed his tongue down to her sweet pot. The nectar was so juicy it slid slowly down her thigh. He caught it with the tip of his tongue and followed its trail up back to the point of origin. Licking and sucking he brought her to yet another orgasm. Letting up on her hands, which were still being held with one of his but lower, they found his forehead and pushed him off. 

"Let me catch my breath." She managed to breathe. 

The buzzer rang on the washer. He drank her in. His dick standing at attention. Smiling, "I will go take care of that."

To be continued...

Milky Way

“Go harder, Daddy.”

She was surprised when the words formed on her lips.

A smile curved on his lips. “You in a dirty mood?”

She nodded.

He grabbed her quivering leg and pushed deeper into her wetness. He was close.  Focusing on the clock, he said a silent prayer asking to last longer. Her pussy was exquisite and he wanted to savor the moment. Picking up his pace, he could not help but look down at her.

Her amber skin glistened with sweat. Triple d’s held in her hands as she pinched her own large brown nipples. Leaning forward, he made her bend her knee so he could take the right one into his mouth. He sucked hard and nibbled.

“Yes,” She whispered in his ear. “Oh, God yes.”

It was as if someone had left the faucet on--to that point where it was just about to start dripping--as she came. She moaned and squeezed her eyes tight. Her orgasm moved from the top of her head to her toes, causing them to numb and her body to shiver.

“Mmm-you’re shaking.” He moved to an upright position and began hard short strokes. Each time hitting the spot that made her body jump.

“Right there.” She had never been so verbal during sex and she could tell he liked it because his eyes popped open.

With a devilish grin, he said, “Right there?” She did not respond, “Right there?” He pounded into her hard on his last word, emphasizing the question.

Barely audible, she breathed out a soft, “Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Ye-yes Daddy.”

He came with a grunt. She tightened her grip around his hardness and came with him once again.

Getting up, he grazed her skin lightly with his nail and her body convulsed. Noticing, he repeated the gesture and her body reacted the same. “Yeah?”

She nodded.
Smiling again, he bent down, dreads skimming her skin and licked the tattoo on her thigh. A string of stars connected into the formation of a milky way to her sweetness. He followed the solar system to the inside of her leg and stopped short of her pulsating clit.

Her watched as her orgasm subsided and she begged him to not touch her anymore. Obliging, he got up from the bed and walked out of the room.

Catching her breath, she finally drifted off into a somber sleep when she felt a blanket being pulled up over her naked skin. He laid next to her and pushed his hardening member into her backside. Just enough to let her know when she woke up round two would commence.

Adventures of Mega: Davis

He sat at the bar tapping the side of his scotch glass. For the last few weeks he had been kicking himself in the ass for sleeping with Chance. She used him to get the meeting and he had not heard from her since. What made matters worse was that he had not heard from Mega either. He failed on many occasions to cross paths with her and just gave up.

"Davis?" A voice spoke softly behind him.

When he turned he met a smiling familiar face, "Hey you."

Mega stood holding a glass with brown liquid in it giggling, "What brings you here?"

He stood and reached for her, "Are you drunk?"

"That I am!" She almost fell over in her blue wedges. She was beautiful standing tall in an all black outfit and blue accessories.

Davis frowned, "Are you with someone."

"I'm always with someone." She flopped down on her chair. "Diego is outside in the lot somewhere waiting to drive me home."

"Does Diego know you're drunk?"

"Diego is my driver, not my father. Why would he be concerned?" She downes the rest of her drink and motioned for the bartender. "Besides, he drives so i can drink."

"I think you have had enough."  Davis spoke sternly.

In return, Mega leaned over, "Davis, please."

Davis stopped and placed a few fifties on the bar. Grabbing her arm he pulled her off the barstool and straight to the front door. She went quietly. She had to admit it turned her on, his aggressiveness, so protesting was not an option.

"Get in. Seat belt. Wait." He was short with her as she climbed into his car. She felt her eyes getting heavy as he walked over to Diego.

When Davis climbed back into the car, he smelled lilacs and liquor. Noticing she was sound asleep, he reached over and snapped her into the seat belt.

When she woke up, she was underneath a covers with just her bra and panties on. Mega's head was throbbing. Adjusting and rubbing her eyes, she noticed two pills, a glass of orange juice and on the bedside table.

"I did not think waking you was wise. Leave when your hangover is gone. Rest easy. D."

Mega washed back the pills and retreated back underneath her solitude of covers. She woke again to someone shuffling around the room.

Startled, she jumped up.

"Oh!" A little old black lady stood with a pile of laundry, "Heavens child, you look awful. Let me make you some-" she looked at her watch, "lunch."

The woman sat the clothes on the edge of the bed and left in a hurry. Mega's head pounded as she reached for her buzzing phone. It was almost three and she had several missed calls all from Felicity. Texting her quickly to let her know she was fine, she decided a shower was necessary.

It took her awhile to remember that she had been here once before. She immediately felt her clit jump when her thoughts went back to that night. Davis' master bathroom was huge. There was two of almost everything. One side unused but clean. She stepped into the double headed shower and began washing.

Thoughts trailing off, she began to touch herself delicately. The water hit her skin, massaging it, soothing her hangover. Feeling a cool draft behind her and moments later the gentle familiar touch; nearly cumming simultaneously.

"Forgive me? " Davis whispered into her ear.

"Too late for apologies. You've played superhero last night. Invaded my shower. Now you're asking for forgiveness?" Mega chuckled but let him wash her back.

He pushed her up against the shower wall and took the shower head down. Spreading her legs and parting her lips, he maneuvered the water over her sweet spot. She was already so close to orgasm that she came almost instantly. As she came, he pushed his thickness into her; causing her to cum harder.

He fucked her. Hard and rough. Slapping skin to skin.

"Oh-my-goooood." Her words were barely audible, "I missed this so much."

Davis plunged deeper and harder into her. Turning her to face him he kissed her neck and lifted both her legs to wrap around his waist. The wall helped him in lifting her up as he slid back inside of her making her moan into his ear. His thrust we long, hard and strong. She was cumming around his dick once more and screaming out profanities. He let her legs down and began kissing down her shivering body. Tasting her, he brought her to climax again and she begged for him to stop.

“No more.” Mega tried to push his head away from her body, but he would not give in to her protest. Exhausted and spent, she said, “Okay, I forgive you.”

Davis stopped, grabbed a washcloth and began washing her body again. Smiling to himself, he had her back where he wanted her to be.

Adventures of Mega: Chance Encounter

Mega watched as Felicity stood at the door eating cheerios and talking about some movie she wanted to see. Standing in just her bra and panties she excitedly described a love scene she thought would be strange.

"Meg?" Felicity snapped Mega out of her trance. "You with me?"

"Yes Fe. I'm here." In reality she wasn't. They had been going about this for a month. No one knew what the two of them were up to, hell, she had no clue what they were up to. Late nights at work, business trips-- usually ended at one of their homes or hotel room.

She missed the touch of a man. Strong hands. Rough around the edges. Large. And, quite frankly, she missed a nice thick cock. They experimented with Felicity's collection of dildos, but it just wasn't the same. The feel of the rubber paled in comparison to the throbbing of a nice hard warm thick cock between her lips. Pussy and mouth.

Davis had to make several more business trips so she had to quench her sex thirst some way. But she was growing tired of this lesbian facade she was putting on.

"Meg?" Felicity broke into her thoughts once more, "I have some news and I have to just come out with it."

Oh, shit, I hope she isn't head over heels in love. Mega thought to herself.

"Let's be honest here. With one another. Its fun, but that's it. You're not really into women."

"So..." Mega wanted her to say it so she was sure.

"So, we can go back to boss and employee. I hope. No problems?"

Relieved Mega perked up and said, "sure."

"Cool. Well I will go then. You have a lunch meeting at noon with a D. Hamilton. Will I see you at the office before?"

"I have a what with who?" Mega sat up straight in her bed.

Felicity picked up her phone and clicked a few buttons. "Business lunch noon Mr. D. Hamilton."

"Oh." A smile crept onto her face.

"Oh? The D. Hamilton? When did he get into the modeling business? And is there gonna be dick involved?"

Things really went right back to normal with Felicity and Mega appreciated that about her.

"He said he met her on one of his trips. I forgot we even made this meeting. Goes by the name of Chance. He says she will be my new poster girl. Wanted me to see her in person before I made any decisions."

Felicity climbed into bed with her. And kissed her for the last time. "You're just beautiful and I can tell you it will be hard to keep my hands off of you. But if he dicks you around again with this business shit I may go ape shit on his ass.”

The women doubled over in laughter. After a moment, Felicity touched Mega’s cheek, smiled and left the room picking up her clothes on the way out.

Mega stayed in bed until she rocked herself into orgasm. Getting up, she only allowed enough time to shower and get to the restaurant.

It had been too long since the laid her eyes on that talk drink of sexy water. Davis sat looking over at a menu nodding his head in conversation with a young woman.

She was stunning. Beautiful caramel complexion, nice posture. Chance. But she had that after sex feeling good look. And she was a little to close to Davis. Mega knew what it was. He wasn't hers to be territorial over, but he had some nerve.

She put on a smile and sat. Sensing Davis' hesitation, she spoke first, "Davis, you look good as usual. This must be Chance."

Davis was nervous. He had saved up his pent up sexual desire for Mega. It had been very hard, but when he looked up from his meal last night she was giving him vibes he could not deny.

Chance was lovely. Sensual. And made sure everyone around her knew so. She took one look at Davis and set out to get him. She was riding him in the back seat of her car under the hotel's garage. Giving him all she had and making sure he gave her everything he had. When she came around his dick he grunted out his orgasm but kept moving. Sending them both into heavy breathing and starry-eyed bliss. He grabbed her hips and flipped her in the cramped sedan. Pushing her face into the back of the passenger side seat; with one swift motion he was thrusting into Chance. She screamed out in pleasure and moaned as he came once more.

Chance maneuvered her body and slipped the condom off. She sucked and licked him dry forcing his erection back to life. It took too long for him to cum like this , but he sat back and enjoyed it til she grew tired. She was amazing at it. Just the right amount of saliva and suction, but he was spent. And his thoughts were on Mega.

Chance couldn't remember the last time she had been fucked like that. And it was showing on her face. Davis looked over at her glazed over look and back at Mega. She knew. For that he was ashamed. Just a few more hours and he would have been balls deeps in her softness. He had the instinct to cancel the meeting, but he made a promise to a very close friend he would see about this.

They made small talk and Mega gave directions to the pair to meet up with her stylist and photographer for a test shoot. She would make her final decision.

Once the valet brought the car around, she wondered if her abrupt departure was rude. She shook the guilt away as her phone buzzed with a new message.

"I really hope you let me make this up to you."

She rolled her eyes at the text and decided to not respond. She sat and watched as Chance walked across the street to her parked car. Chance had the body and definitely the wow factor she searched for in models.

Picking up her phone, she responded, "Meet me at your place."

The Adventures of Mega: Felicity's Rules

Mega had gotten back to her daily routine. Her mind drifted into memory as she smiled at the car ride home just three days ago. She hadn’t heard from Davis in those three days so she shook the memory out of her head and stared at the numbers on her screen. Her phone vibrated indicating that she had a new email in her personal inbox.

Glancing into her inbox, the sender was D. Hamilton and she anxiously clicked on the waiting email.  

“How impersonal to send an email am I? However, business is great and, unfortunately, that means that my time is limited. I have a moment as I sit on the tarmac waiting for take-off to let you know that I will be in LA for a couple of days. These three days have been...interesting. Every time my mind wanders to that car ride, my desire grows stronger for you. What have you done to me? All I want to do is feel those thick thighs of yours around my waist. One day, in the near future, I hope to have you again. I hope you will be mine. Eventually. So I can taste you whenever and wherever you are. You’ll never have to shed one piece of clothing ever again for money. I hope this isn’t too forward, but you taste exquisite and I want nothing else other than more. The stewardess is giving me the evil eye. I hope to hear from you soon. Davis.”

Mega bit the inside of her cheek. She was shocked and didn’t know what to say. Part of her felt insulted that he would assume that stripping was her only means of income. She was a very successful entrepreneur that sought out the thrill of stripping in her free time. Shaking the feeling from her, she hit reply.

“Davis, I’m both flattered and offended. I take off my clothes for fun not for income. But I’m not made because how would you know that? I was in town on business, you’re not the only one with a successful company. However, that is neither here nor there. I wish you safe travels. Mega.”

It was hard to get through the day. Her nipples were poking through her shirt as she walked to the conference room.

“Ma’am, you may want to put a sweater on before you go into the meeting. Its very cool in there.” Mega followed her assistant’s gaze down to her hard nipples. Felicity stood and continued, “I will grab you one from your office.”

“Thank you.” Mega stood in the hall as Felicity fetched her sweater. She watched as the young caramel skinned woman swayed down the hall. Initially, Felicity had come in wanting to be a model. Mega was just starting her company when in walked the very confident and put together Felicity. She was beaming and beautiful. Mega always found women attractive. She had dipped and dallied in the occasional same sex escapade, but never more than heavy petting and kissing.

Felicity walked into the audition room and everyone stared at her. She was vibrant with a bright smile. Her skin was radiant and she oozed sex. She was the prettiest bbw that walked through those doors all day.

Mega had to swallow hard and look down at her resume to keep from staring. Clearing her throat, she looked up and smiled. “Felicity, I think you’ve got us all speechless. And the job is yours. However, I see that you’re working at a local law office as a receptionist?”

“Oh, yes! They know my desire to model and encourage it so there won’t be any issues with getting out of work.” Felicity smiled. Her voice was even sexy.

“Well, that’s great, but how would you like to be my new assistant also?”

“Wow. Really? I mean- I wouldn’t want any future talent to feel like there is any favoritism-” She trailed off and looked around the room. What was she thinking, this was the number one modeling agency for plus sized women. She would be able to work in front of and behind the scenes. “Yes. I will accept both. Thank you.”

Going around the room shaking hands, the handshake Mega and Felicity shared lingered a little longer than expected. They locked eyes briefly and smiled. Mega’s pussy reacted in a way she could not understand, but shaked it away.

That was five years ago. The sexual tension between them lasted a few months ago and withered away as business got busier. At which point Felicity was so overworked, she had to decide whether or not she wanted to work in the office or continue to model. She chose the later and had a great career for four years until she decided she’d rather make more money working under Mega.

When she returned with Mega’s sweater, they brushed hands and the touch lingered longer than Mega expected. She looked up at Felicity who was smiling that first smile at her. There it was again and her pussy immediately began to throb. There was something about this girl. No one ever questioned that she always brought a female friend to company functions and never a date. She was a beautiful girl so there should be no reason why she couldn’t get a date. But now Mega understood.

“Thank you.” Mega began to walk away, but stopped, “Let's grab lunch and a drink after this meeting. I’m sure I will need it.” She didn’t wait for a response just turned and headed into the conference room.

After several presentations from an agency trying to merge with her company, Mega was ready to go home and jump straight into her bathtub.

Felicity was at her desk sorting through some files as Mega slipped into her office and out of her heels. Throwing her sweater onto the leather couch in her room, she sighed with relief as she sat in the chair behind her desk.

“Ready for that drink?” Felicity spoke to her in her slow sultry voice over the intercom system.

“Yes, give me just a moment to change into some flats and check my email.” Mega responded.

“So, about an hour?” Felicity giggled knowing her boss would get caught up into something else.

Her giggle made Mega want to touch her soft caramel skin, “No, I won’t be that long. Just be ready. Call for a car service, happy hour is going to be my best friend today.”

“I’m on it boss- Mega. Sorry.”

Mega hated that “boss” shit, she really wanted to have some cruel punishment anyone who called her that. It bothered her and she could not figure out why.

Opening her email, she saw that familiar sender.

“That’s all I get? Wishes for safe travels? Well, I guess I didn’t leave a lasting impression as you did for me. Allow me to do so? And I did not mean to offend you. My apologies, Miss Successful, my lack of doing more research on you failed me. How silly of me to assume that taking off your clothes was an occupation and not something you did in your spare time for fun. Adventurous aren’t we? Well, I’m in LA til Friday. Say you will go out with me. Davis.”

She quickly hit reply, “You must get what you want all of the time. Mega.”

Her phone buzzed instantly, “I do. I will have a car pick you up at 7. Is that enough time for you to be ready? Davis.”

“I make my own schedule. Mega.”

“I will take that as a yes. And I will be waiting anxiously, to show you that I am a gentlemen. Davis.”

She pressed the lock button on her phone. His forwardness turned her own, but something else held her attention at the moment. Looking up, she was standing in the doorway with her arms folded staring at Mega. A smile spread across her face making her cheeks plump up around her eyes.

Mega stood, “I’m ready.” She slid her feet into her flats, grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

“Me too.” Felicity said as if she waited for this opportunity for years.

The car ride was silent, Felicity was busy doing work related stuff as Mega watched the city pass by. Once at the bar she was three martinis in and feeling a bit more relaxed. Felicity was drinking beers and becoming a lot less feminine.

Mega watched her as she watched their waitress walk off to get another round of drinks for the women.  “Can I ask you a question without offending you?”

“Yes, I’m a lesbian.” Felicity looked at Mega with a hint of worry and a lot of lust.

“Oh. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“You never asked.” She smiled, “I don’t go around blasting that I like women. If someone asks I will let them know. But I thought it was pretty obvious.”

“I don’t like to assume. And its not on the top of my agenda to figure it out; you of all people should know that.” Mega laughed.

“You should do that more often. It fits you.”

“Do what?” Mega downed the rest of her drink when she saw the waitress coming with her fourth.

“Laugh.” Felicity’s voice deepened a bit and got even sexier.

Mega wasn’t sure if it was the drinks or if she was really sexually attracted to Felicity, “Oh,” was all she could say.

“I don’t mean to offend and I sure as hell want to keep my wonderful job, but I’d like to taste you.” Felicity didn’t break her gaze.

Mega had never been put in a situation like this before. She was usually the aggressor, but this was obvious foreign territory for her. If they weren’t in a public place she would have let her taste her right there.

“I’m so-”

“Don’t be. I want to let you taste me.” Mega cut her off.

“Yeah?”

Mega nodded and Felicity waived for the waitress to come back. She handed the young woman her credit card without asking for the check. Mega had planned on paying for the evening and felt strange when Felicity paid their meal and drinks. Hell, I pay her enough, I’m sure she can afford it no problem, Mega thought.

They finished their drinks with small talk and Felicity stood first. “I don’t live far from here. Its after five, I checked your schedule and it appears you are free for the evening.” She walked around and headed towards the door to find their driver.

Mega got out of the car in front of Felicity’s townhouse. It was in a quiet residential area and she had been there once before to drop off documents to her, but never inside. The exterior was well manicured and lit well enough to find their way in the dark. Felicity took her hand and led her up the walkway to the front door.

“Its not much, but its mine.” Felicity smiled at Mega as she slid the key into the door and stepped in.

“Its beautiful. I need a neighborhood like this. I’m looking to move soon.” Mega said as she looked around.

Felicity grabbed Mega’s purse and hung it on a hook by the door. Stepping out of her shoes, she made her way to a kitchen area, “Can I offer you something to drink?”

“I think I’ve had enough to drink for the night.” Mega replied still looking around as she too removed her shoes and headed towards Felicity.

They locked eyes, Felicity reached up and touched her face, “Soft, just like I imagined.” Then she leaned in and kissed Mega. It was soft and sweet. Gentle. And it made the animal in Mega react. Felicity pulled back, “No, I want to savor this. My house. My rules.”

Mega nodded and tried to be submissive. She tried her hardest as Felicity initiated the kiss again to not want more. As she began unbuttoning her blouse slowly, it took every ounce of Mega not to just rip the damn shirt off. Once she had no clothes on Mega, Felicity led her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed.

Turning, she lit several candles and sent an exotic scent through the air. Mega’s head was spinning, but the smell seemed to calm her nerves.

“I have one rule: you don’t get to touch me back.” Felicity had returned to the bed in boy shorts and a tank. Mega had seen her in almost next to nothing, but it was something about those boy shorts that made her wet. “Okay?”

“Okay.” Mega breathed as she felt a tug at her wrist. Felicity was wrapping a soft black fabric around Mega’s wrist and securing it to the bedpost. She did the same with her other arm.

Felicity bent down and planted kisses all the way until she met Mega’s breast. She sucked in one nipple with her mouth as she fondled the other with her hand. With the other hand she slid it down Mega’s stomach until she had to part her legs with her knee so she could gain better access to Mega’s honey pot.

She circled her clit until she came. And she came hard and quicker than she had ever cum before. She didn’t know whether to blame the alcohol or the desire to be with this woman. Felicity looked up and smiled at Mega as she placed her finger into her mouth and sucked off Mega’s juices.

“Just as I expected. You taste great.” She reached over and instructed Mega to turn over, she loosened the restraints a bit so they could criss-cross  when she turned over. She slapped Mega’s ass making her moan into the bed. “Mmmm, you like that?” Without waiting for a response, she slapped her again. Lower this time and it sent a tingle between Mega’s legs. Felicity slapped again, harder. And even harder a fourth time.

Felicity pulled out a massage oil and massaged her whole body, her giggles woke Mega from the nap that she seemed to drift off into. “That’s a first.”

“Sorry I needed that, it felt good.”

“No apologies needed, love. I’m here to please you. And you’re beautiful while you sleep. Less stress on that pretty face.” Felicity spoke compliments into her ear, “But now I really want to taste you. Ass up.”

She slapped her once again, this time Mega felt it and thought she would come right then and there. Felicity slid behind her and kissed each cheek before sliding her tongue between them. She ate her from behind. Switching between ass and pussy, working her tongue and fingers into that sweet spot, making Mega cum all over her bedding. She smiled as cum oozed down her thigh. She licked it and was pleased with her work. She got up and Mega collapsed on the bed as Felicity untied her restraints.

Mega met Felicity’s eyes with lust, “You want more?”

“I don’t know if I can take anymore.” Felicity bent over and kissed Mega. Letting her taste her sweet juices, Mega wanted to flip her over and return the favor, but exhaustion washed over her body.

“Come, lets shower.” Felicity walked into a door disrobing, Mega heard the water turn on and smelled a sweet aroma come from the direction she went into. She smiled to herself as she could barely stand on her jello-like legs.

Oh boy, what have you gotten yourself into here, Mega. Her thoughts were running wild as she stepped into the large shower with Felicity. Felicity turned to face her, “Turn, let me wash you.”