Blake Ch. 05

"How is it that a guy like you couldn't get a date to a party like this?" I asked, my head resting on his chest.

"Haven't you heard? I'm promiscuous. I don't like being tied down, not just yet. Besides, I was certain that Blake would have protested to me taking you."

"What do you mean?" I was playing dumb. I didn't want it to get out that I was sleeping with Blake, especially since he was publicly tied to Desiree.

"For example, since you and I have started dancing, he hasn't stopped glaring at me."

Vance swayed around, giving me a view of Blake and Desiree. Desiree was pulling Blake's hands to her ass, but he gave no notice. His eyes were fixated on Vance and me. He was watching our every move, waiting to jump if Vance went too far. It was obvious. Blake was incredibly jealous. The tables were turning and Blake was going to get beat at his own game.

"I know there is more going on between you and Blake, Kaitlin," Vance whispered into my ear. "I could smell the sex when you rejoined our group the day I met you."

Vance moved his head down to my exposed shoulder, kissing it as he spoke.

"My question is, how good a lay must you be for him to jeopardize everything?"

I didn't move my gaze to look at Vance. I stayed fixated on Blake, as he tried to read the situation. In that moment, I thought back to Blake fucking Desiree. I remembered how enraged I was and how much it had hurt me. I had wanted him to feel what I felt. I looked right at Blake as I spoke my response.

"Why don't you find out?"

I could feel Vance's smile grow across his face. He took me by the hand and led me towards the elevators. I just stared at Blake as I was pulled further away. A look of pure horror came across his face as he realized what was about to happen. There was nothing he could do, but watch.

Vance didn't even bother to wait until the elevator door was closed before he pushed me up against the wall. He pinned my arms above my head easily with one hand, while his other hand grabbed at my breasts. He smashed his lips into mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. He was aggressive and forceful. I wasn't used to such power. This was only the beginning.

Vance continued his aggression until the elevator reached his floor. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, carrying me to his room not far down the hall. His powerful hand grabbed at my ass. I couldn't help but let out a small yelp of pain. What had I gotten myself into?

Vance opened the door and quickly made his way into the bedroom of the suite, carrying me all the way. Once in, he slammed the bedroom door closed with his foot and threw me onto the bed.

Vance stared at me as he quickly removed all his clothing. His dick was already hard. He wasn't as large as Blake was, but he still was an enjoyable size. He took note of my staring.

"Don't worry, baby. You'll be nice and soaked before this enters you. It won't hurt. Much." Vance said with pride. He climbed on top of me. It was there that he continued where we had left off in the elevator.

Vance found my mouth and pushed hard against it with his lips. The second I took a breath, he slid his tongue back in. He swirled his tongue around mine, but didn't let up his aggression. I could hardly breathe. His hands worked to strip me of my clothing. His right hand slipped to my side and pulled at the zipper of my dress. He broke away for a moment to remove my dress, leaving my tits exposed. He hungrily latched on to my left nipple, sucking, nibbling and licking it. Soon, his nibbles turned into small bites. I let out a shriek of pain, but the more he did it, the more pleasurable it became. I wasn't familiar with this sensation of lasting painful-pleasure, but I was starting to take to it. My shrieks gradually became moans.

If Vance enjoyed giving pain, he must enjoy receiving some. I wrapped my hands around his back and dug my fingernails in. Instantly, he let out a loud moan. I pulled my nails down his back, causing him to moan louder in enjoyment.

"Oh yea, baby. I knew you'd warm up to this," Vance said, bringing his mouth back to mine. His left hand slid between my legs, finding my dampening panties. With ease, he ripped them off and flung them away. Now free of any confinement, Vance was able to access my aching pussy. I was getting wetter with each passing second. Although I wasn't used to this kind of sexual aggression, the attention I was getting was enough to turn me on. Vance took notice and seized an opportunity.

Without warning, he slammed two fingers into me. My back arched as I let out a light scream. He didn't stop there. Vance continued to slam his fingers into me as hard and as fast as possible. My brain didn't even have time to register the first hit before his fingers would pound into me again. It was sensory overload. He continued like this for minutes, all the while I screamed out in painful-pleasure.

Suddenly he stopped and stood up. My mind took this second to finish processing the rampaging punishment that had just taken place on my pussy. I was already aching and we hadn't even reached the main event. At the same time, I wanted more. More pain to become pleasure. More of Vance's aggressive foreplay. I wanted more of everything.

Vance pulled me off the bed and onto my knees. I was staring right at his rock hard cock.

"Let's see what that mouth of yours can do," he said, pushing my head towards his awaiting dick.

I opened my mouth and took the head of it. I sucked and swirled my tongue around it. I traced the underside of it with my tongue. I moved slowly to take time to recover. Although Vance was moaning, he wasn't the patient type and he wasn't going to wait.

He grabbed the back of my head and smashed his dick all the way to the back of my throat. I nearly choked. My eyes began to water, but Vance didn't stop. He continued to slam his dick into my mouth repeatedly. Realizing I couldn't fight it, I went along with it. Every time his dick would go in, I would suck and each time he would pull out, my tongue would run on the underside of his penis.

Eventually, I grew acclimated to this force and started to enjoy it. I began rubbing my clit, increasing the flow of my juices. Vance was right. I was going to be soaked when he entered me.

He continued to face fuck me. I moaned on his dick. The vibrations caused him to groan in pleasure. After several minutes, I could feel his dick getting harder. I was preparing myself to take every drop of his load, but he had other plans. He pulled out.

"You're a good little cock sucker, Kaitlin. But I'm not in this for just a blow job. I want to destroy that pussy."

He flipped me around and pushed my torso onto the bed. He lifted my ass and spread my legs as he positioned himself behind me. He ran his fingers outside my pussy, his touch sending a shock through my body. He felt how damp my pussy had become and couldn't help but taste me.

"Mhm, Kaitlin you're soaking wet."

I was growing impatient. I wanted his cock.

"Don't tease me, Vance. Fuck me!"

Abruptly, he complied. He slammed his dick into my waiting pussy as hard and as fast as he could. I screamed out again, forgetting about the fierce fingering he had given me, which had left my pussy pained. However, the more he drove into me, the less painful it became and my screams turned into whimpers. It wasn't enough for me.

I started to slam back into his cock in rhythm with him. His groans grew louder in response and my orgasm began to build. We both moved faster and hit harder. Each time his pelvis collided with my pussy, he would stimulate my clit, building to my climax.

"I'm almost there baby. Don't stop!" He said. He started smacking and grabbing my ass. I was almost there too. I started tweaking my nipples to give me a little more pleasure as an insurance for my orgasm. It worked.

Soon, I was peaking as a fire spread through my body. My pussy tightened around Vance's cock. I screamed out one final time as I rode the wave. I collapsed on the bed, but my rest would be momentary as Vance's own orgasm succeeded mine.

He flipped me on my back and lifted my head, jamming his dick into my mouth. I wasn't expecting it as he exploded to the back of my throat. I swallowed what I could. The rest trickled out of my mouth and down my chin. I felt his penis go limp in my mouth.

"Oh fuck, Kaitlin," Vance said, withdrawing his cock. "Never before has it been that amazing."

He picked me up and carried me to the head of the bed. My body was sore and exhausted. Each move Vance made only made me ache more.

He laid down on the bed still holding me. The aggression was gone. He was now the gentle friend I had known. He brushed away my messy hair and gave me a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"Now I know why Blake is willing to take the risk with you. That was mind shattering, Kaitlin."

Blake! In all of that, I had forgotten about him. He had driven me insane with jealousy tonight, thinking I would throw myself back to him. Instead, I was driven into the arms of another man. I couldn't wait to see his reaction. I hoped he was as upset as I was hearing and watching him fuck Desiree.

"Vance, I hope this doesn't change anything between us," I finally spoke.

"Don't you remember what I told you? I don't like being tied down. I love sex. I'm don't want to deal with the complexities of a relationship."

I was glad to hear that. From how my body felt, I don't think I could take constant sex with Vance. Nor did I have any intention. But I couldn't think about that now. All I wanted to do was rest.