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Story: Killing Them Softly
"Yeah that."
I smiled and sipped my drink. "What about it?"
"Do you have a preference for one gender over another?"
"Not really. I don’t deny my attraction for one over the other."
"Most of the bisexual women I’ve met, say they prefer women over men. They say that a woman knows what a woman wants."
"I’ve met quite a few women that have told me that too. But I try to focus my attractions on qualities I see in an individual, regardless of whether that person is a man or a woman. Sometimes these qualities involve gender, sometimes they don’t."
"Like what?"
"I may be attracted to the fullness of a woman’s hips or her breasts. Or I may look at a man’s hands and feet, or the way he walks, and become intrigued by the size of his tool, for lack of a delicate description."
"Is that a fact?" I asked, and smiled confidently.
"Usually. Big hands, big feet, big tool."
"I wear a size thirteen."
"I noticed," I said, then reached over and touched his hand. "And your hands are pretty big, so I was intrigued."
"How intrigued are you?"
"Intrigued enough to wanna have sex with you tonight."
Devin stood up and signaled for the bartender. "Check, please." He paid the check, and I followed him to a hotel. A very nice hotel; and it was only a few blocks away. I assumed that he wasn’t trying to go too far, and run the risk of me sobering up and backing down. There was no chance of that happening. "I’m fuckin’ you tonight."
Once we got to the room, he tried to kiss me right away. "Slow down," I said, and gently pushed him off of me. "We got plenty of time for all that."
Devin sat down on the edge of the bed. I unzipped my dress and allowed it to fall to the floor. I stood in front of Devin in only my bra and thong.
"Stand up," I said, and then I undressed him. Kissing and teasing him as I took off each piece.
When he was naked, I sat on the edge of the bed. Devin knelt down on the floor and slowly eased my legs apart. He began massaging my calves, and did the same to my thighs. Devin peeled off my thong and began exploring my moist lips with his tongue, until he made my body shake.
I sat up on the bed. "Lie down on your back; let me do you."
Without a word, Devin smiled and quickly complied with my request. I knelt on the bed next to him, and tried to remember the last time I sucked a man’s dick. It had been a minute, but I was sure it would come back to me. I ran my tongue across his nipples and slowly worked my way down to his dick, and thought for a second about Qianna. I took Devin all in, and all I could hear was Qianna saying, "That’s it, Cutie, gag on the cock," as she eased the dildo deeper in my mouth.
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Chapter Twenty-six
Devin
It seemed as though Angel’s touch made my head spin. I felt a rush of warmth while she sucked my dick. It felt like it was all happening in slow motion.
Angel straddled me as I looked on with great anticipation. She slid down on me. Angel moved slowly up and down, then in circles. She leaned forward and kissed me. I could taste the apple martini’s she’d been drinking as her tongue moved over mine. Angel moved from side to side, rubbing her chest across mine, in beat with the music. The sensation I felt when I felt her nipples rub against mine, sent chills over my whole body. I ran my hands down her back and across her cheeks, as she started to move her hips faster. Her skin was so soft.
Then Angel sat up and went to work. After a while, she stopped and moved her legs so her feet were on the bed. Then she proceeded to fuck the shit out of me. Then she hopped off quickly and took me into her mouth again, while she fingered herself.
"Come sit on the edge of the bed," Angel commanded, and stood up.
I quickly inched to the edge of the bed. Angel turned around and straddled me. She took my dick in her hand and eased herself down on me. Then she put her hands on my chest to steady herself.
I grabbed Angel by her wide hips and pushed myself inside her. I sat up and ran my hands over her upper body. I took one of her titties in my hand. I had never felt anything so soft. I squeezed her nipple while I massaged her clit with the other.
I smiled and sipped my drink. "What about it?"
"Do you have a preference for one gender over another?"
"Not really. I don’t deny my attraction for one over the other."
"Most of the bisexual women I’ve met, say they prefer women over men. They say that a woman knows what a woman wants."
"I’ve met quite a few women that have told me that too. But I try to focus my attractions on qualities I see in an individual, regardless of whether that person is a man or a woman. Sometimes these qualities involve gender, sometimes they don’t."
"Like what?"
"I may be attracted to the fullness of a woman’s hips or her breasts. Or I may look at a man’s hands and feet, or the way he walks, and become intrigued by the size of his tool, for lack of a delicate description."
"Is that a fact?" I asked, and smiled confidently.
"Usually. Big hands, big feet, big tool."
"I wear a size thirteen."
"I noticed," I said, then reached over and touched his hand. "And your hands are pretty big, so I was intrigued."
"How intrigued are you?"
"Intrigued enough to wanna have sex with you tonight."
Devin stood up and signaled for the bartender. "Check, please." He paid the check, and I followed him to a hotel. A very nice hotel; and it was only a few blocks away. I assumed that he wasn’t trying to go too far, and run the risk of me sobering up and backing down. There was no chance of that happening. "I’m fuckin’ you tonight."
Once we got to the room, he tried to kiss me right away. "Slow down," I said, and gently pushed him off of me. "We got plenty of time for all that."
Devin sat down on the edge of the bed. I unzipped my dress and allowed it to fall to the floor. I stood in front of Devin in only my bra and thong.
"Stand up," I said, and then I undressed him. Kissing and teasing him as I took off each piece.
When he was naked, I sat on the edge of the bed. Devin knelt down on the floor and slowly eased my legs apart. He began massaging my calves, and did the same to my thighs. Devin peeled off my thong and began exploring my moist lips with his tongue, until he made my body shake.
I sat up on the bed. "Lie down on your back; let me do you."
Without a word, Devin smiled and quickly complied with my request. I knelt on the bed next to him, and tried to remember the last time I sucked a man’s dick. It had been a minute, but I was sure it would come back to me. I ran my tongue across his nipples and slowly worked my way down to his dick, and thought for a second about Qianna. I took Devin all in, and all I could hear was Qianna saying, "That’s it, Cutie, gag on the cock," as she eased the dildo deeper in my mouth.
* * *
Chapter Twenty-six
Devin
It seemed as though Angel’s touch made my head spin. I felt a rush of warmth while she sucked my dick. It felt like it was all happening in slow motion.
Angel straddled me as I looked on with great anticipation. She slid down on me. Angel moved slowly up and down, then in circles. She leaned forward and kissed me. I could taste the apple martini’s she’d been drinking as her tongue moved over mine. Angel moved from side to side, rubbing her chest across mine, in beat with the music. The sensation I felt when I felt her nipples rub against mine, sent chills over my whole body. I ran my hands down her back and across her cheeks, as she started to move her hips faster. Her skin was so soft.
Then Angel sat up and went to work. After a while, she stopped and moved her legs so her feet were on the bed. Then she proceeded to fuck the shit out of me. Then she hopped off quickly and took me into her mouth again, while she fingered herself.
"Come sit on the edge of the bed," Angel commanded, and stood up.
I quickly inched to the edge of the bed. Angel turned around and straddled me. She took my dick in her hand and eased herself down on me. Then she put her hands on my chest to steady herself.
I grabbed Angel by her wide hips and pushed myself inside her. I sat up and ran my hands over her upper body. I took one of her titties in my hand. I had never felt anything so soft. I squeezed her nipple while I massaged her clit with the other.
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