How to Catch Butterflies (29 page)

She could feel him get even harder, she ran her tongue the length of his rod, teasing, gliding over his huge tip. He moaned with each lick and flick her tongue made, when she took his full length again in her mouth, his moans turning to gasps as she moved her mouth faster and deeper.

“Be careful” he moaned pulling her up towards his chest as she teased ‘IT’ again with her tongue a final time.

She stood before him in her black bra and thong; he kissed her again, his hands sliding into the rim of her thong, then sliding into her, as he stepped back towards the bed behind him, his fingers stroking her beaconing her to him as he sat on the bed.

*

Cinderella was still standing, as he watched the ecstasy grow within her, his fingers moved deeper in her. Christopher could see the quivers he was causing course through her. As he moved his fingers into her faster, with his other hand he pulled her down on to his chest, his tongue entering her mouth as she groaned with pleasure.

“I need you in me,” she moaned. “NOW,” unable to control herself anymore.

He pulled her thongs off, their kissing becoming frenzied again; she slid her legs over him raising her pelvis up ready for him. He reached down grabbing his enormous cock, holding it erect for her to mount him.

Lucy could feel how wet she was, something she was grateful for as she would never have got him into her otherwise. She could feel him at her entrance. She could feel the throb of ‘IT’. He very slowly eased himself into her with small but powerful thrusts,

“Oh My God,” she gasped.
He was really big; would she ever get him all in?
She thought as she maneuvered herself inching down on him.

He whispered to her, “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” He asked his concern was genuine.

“Shut up and kiss me.” She breathed as she pulled his face back to her lips.

He obliged, meeting her tongue, as she eased gently down, taking him a little further each time, all the while his hands were clasp to her buttocks. She could feel herself taking him, he slowly pulled out thrusting again breaking through a little further, his thrusting becoming faster each time.

Lucy was feeling drunk with the ecstasy that was raging through her. She slumped onto his chest as she took his full long length. He rolled them over to her back, remaining in her and rock hard. It was overwhelming. As he took her wrists, holding them above her head on the pillows they had not yet reached with one hand, and thrust, ramming his throbbing cock into her.

He kissed her as hard as his plunging cock was drove into her. She could feel the rush of her orgasm taking hold, and she could feel herself cumming as he pulled on her swollen nipples.

*

He watched her, moving, teasing her with his thrusts.

“Can you take more?” He asked, his eyes were on fire and she was melting.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned, she could only nod. Her breathing was hard and she was panting with desire.

Wild with desire he leaned in, nuzzling and licking her neck, making her turn spontaneously with the orgasm that was still coursing through her, onto her stomach eager to take his assaults again.

He took hold of her shaking leg, swinging it around his waist, he moved with her, not removing his big cock from her, he brushed her hair over across her shoulder, exposing her back and leaned down onto her moving deeper and deeper with every one of her groans.

His tongue caressed her back as he thrust, driving deeper, he could feel himself build. She was so tight that he couldn’t help his groans. She moved with him greeting him, moving as one, his cock was throbbing and he knew he was so near.

He moved slower with slow teasing plunges, as he kissed her neck from the nape to her ear, his tongue flicking as he went.

He groaned in her ear, “I’m going to come, you better ride me” she could only nod in between the gasps and panting,

He lay there holding his big cock ready for her to mount him, her legs were turning to jelly, and Christopher held her with his other arm, steadying her as she straddled him.

He held his hardness to her entrance again as she slowly lowered and took him into her in one go.

The plunging of his cock, resumed again but with more ferocity.

She moved up and down on him. He held her down by her shoulders pushing her down on him as she moved, further and further, until that too became frenzied.

“I’m coming,” he moaned. Cinderella’s hands were now grabbing at his pecks.

Lucy tried to steady herself from the thrusting frenzy, until with four hard rams he emptied his cum into her. She gyrated up and down, the wave of yet another orgasm consuming her like a
tsunami
.

*

She fell onto his chest; the sweat running down both of their bodies, his arms enveloped her
.
Christopher hugged her tightly, kissing her head with soft kisses. He lay there, unable to move. He was still in her, her head moved up and down slightly with every breath he made, he stroked her hair gently,

“So Cinderella, are you going to tell me your name now?” He asked as he laughed, still trying catching his breath.

*

“Maybe in the morning” she panted, she need to rest, her strength had been zapped. Lucy closed her eyes for a moment.

It was 5:30 am when she awoke to the sunrise bursting through the huge window in Christopher Harpers bedroom. When she awoke, she was still lying on his chest. Lucy raised her head ever so lightly, and looked up at the sleeping Adonis underneath her.

Fuck he was gorgeous!
The memories of last night flooded her and her groin ached; both with pleasure of the memory and with the actual marathon of hungry raw sex.

She edged gently and slowly, she didn’t want to wake him, as she edged off him, lifting her body gently off his. She was midair when he stirred and rolled over to his side as if to face an imaginary her.

She stepped off the bed, tip-toeing around, trying to find her garments that had been so eagerly discarded the night before as she did the walk of shame.

There were trails of items, from hers to his. By the time she had got to the huge sitting room, she had acquired all her clothing. Lucy threw her jeans and jacket on one of the fine leather couches while she popped on her undergarments. She pulled her T over her head and grabbed the jeans popping them on leg by leg. She didn’t notice her business cards fall from her back jean pocket.

Lucy quickly grabbed her jacket, putting it on while she waited for the elevator to arrive. As soon as the doors opened she quickly stepped in pressing the button for the ground floor.

When the doors opened she rushed past the 24hour porters and outside. It was a stroke of luck a black taxi cab was driving back down the road. She hailed the cab, stepping out into the road with her arm held high so the driver could clearly see that she was stopping him.

The driver rolled down his window “Where to love” he asked,

“Hammersmith please” she said as she opened the door and sat down. As she stared out the window on the journey home, she thought to herself ‘
Rebecca was never going to believe this’
.

*

When Chris awoke that morning, he was expecting to see Cinderella there lying next to him.

He had only woken as when he reached for her there was an empty cold space. He sat up-right exclaiming, “Fuck, Cinderella’s did it to me again!” He laughed to himself; she was truly a minx and then some.

Chapter 19

‘Sex is on Fire’

When Lucy arrived home, she quietly snuck upstairs before remembering when she reached the top of the stairs that Rebecca had moved out. It was so sudden; Rebecca had a stroke of luck for once. Her new job came with an apartment and all paid for by the company, due to her extensive business travel.

She laughed to herself while she undressed, and turned on the shower; she undressed and popped under the rain of water. She stood there, her stomach fluttering at the thought of him and his huge cock. She was still a little sore from her marathon sex session. She had never had a cock that big before, EVER.

She wished Rebecca was here so she could just run in and dive on the bed, and tell her about her night with Christopher ‘Big Cock’ Harper.

She stepped out of the shower, grabbing her towel, and walked in to her room, she was feeling tired, and wanted her bed badly.

She knew Rebecca was working in the morning; she would have to wait to call her, or leave a message. Plus she wanted to know how she got on with Hunky Harvey.

But that would all have to wait till later in the morning. All she wanted now was her bed, and there it was. She crawled across it pulling back the duvet, curling up under the soft covers, she closed her eyes.

It was around 12pm when Rebecca called her again. She didn’t fall out of bed till then and that was only because Rebecca had been ringing her phone since 10am. Rebecca was difficult to get hold of nowadays, since she had started working for this new company. Lucy took the call knowing poor Rebecca would fret, having not heard from her.

“Where were you last night? I tried to call you, I left loads of messages, I was worried. I’ve been calling you since 10am you naughty girl” scolded Rebecca.

Lucy was pouring her coffee daydreaming about last night. She was over pouring as the cup overflowed onto her counter,

‘Tell me all.” Rebecca enquired the excitement evident in her voice.

“You first Rebecca, how was your night out with Hunky Harvey?”

Lucy was lying on her couch now sipping her coffee trying to wake herself up.

“Well we went to the Belvedere, it was beautiful. Oh it was lovely Lucy, our table was on the mezzanine level and it’s decorated in 1920s oriental finery, it beautifully echoes the traditional surroundings, it evokes the original splendor of the building. It was an amazing evening. He drove me home and we snogged again like teenagers, and before you ask. NO. I didn’t bring him up to my apartment”. She laughed

Lucy was chuckling away to herself. It was the snogging like teenagers that done it
, if only Rebecca knew what she took last night.

“I know you’re not telling me something. I can tell by your evil chuckle there Lucy. Where were you last night?”