Chased - Closed for BigBubblehead

[TheNiteSiren]

I sat on the hotel bed in downtown New Orleans, irritation and mild panic setting in. Never in my life has I met a man like him. We met in a bar in Atlanta while I was there on business. He was attractive and had a nice body to boot but his attitude was completely alpha male which I hated. We danced a few times, hoping that would keep him off my back for a while but it didn't work. The closeness had made me aroused, evident by my nipples poking through the sheer material of my dress. He cornered me in the back, kissing me hard, that tough body pressing into me intimately. I responded instinctively, feeling the bulge in his jeans.

The intensity of it all frightened me and at the right moment, I pulled away, leaving the bar as quick as I could. Later on, I found out that my friend, who I had came with, had given him my cell number. Ever since I would get text messages from him telling me in graphic detail how he wanted to fuck me. The man was a brute who thought nothing of doing what he wanted to get whatever he wanted. When saw him in the window of the boutique where I worked, I decided it might be wise to leave for Jazzfest a little early this time.

I had family there and would love to see my nephews. A few times while I walked the streets of Bourbon with my sister-in-law, I could have sworn I saw him in the crowd and I had smelled that familiar scent of his cologne while in Cafe Du Monde. I must be getting paranoid. Surely he wouldn't follow me all this way? "Lily? Are you alright?" Sandy smiled at me but I could see the worry in her eyes. "I'm fine, just tired." I went back to the Hotel Indigo to try a nap but sleep just wouldn't come. A bouquet of yellow daisies had come while I was out without a card. Something in me knew it was him. There was a small thrill being the object of a chase but I would never admit it out loud.

Abscently I rubbed my face into the pillow, inhaling softly. The scent there caught my attention. It his unmistakable cologne on the soft material. I sat up looking around the room. When had he been in my room or was he still here?

 

[BigBubblehead]

Most people called me Skip, though only those who knew me understood that the nickname came from my preference to skip the seduction and foreplay and get straight to the ecstasy ... mine, of course, and if necessary hers, too.

Those who really knew me -- particularly some of the bitches who hadn't appreciated my approach -- just called me Asshole. It only made me smile with delight when I heard people talk about me with that or other such words. It reminded me of that saying fading actors used when they heard their name mentioned negatively: "At least they're still talking about me."

Lily was talking about me, I was sure, likely with some of those less than complimentary words. I thought I'd hit the jackpot with her dancing that night, feeling and seeing the excitement in her body shoot through the roof. She felt so good in my hands, and her lips had answered my passionate kisses in a way that told me she wanted me as much if not more so than I did her.

And then I turned my back to discipline a preppy fuck whose dancing had brought his sweaty assed body into contact with mine, and when I turned around, Lily was gone.

It wasn't the first time a chick had fled from me, so I knew to chase down not her but her friends. The blond bimbo she'd come in with was half tanked and trying to convince a male model type to take her home, so interrupting her quest to get Lily's cell number had been easy.

For three days, she'd ignored my calls, so I took to texting her ... graphic texts, describing the pleasure I could cause her -- and the variety of positions and locations of said pleasure -- if she'd just take a ride on the Skip Mobile.

But after several days, nothing. Again, not surprising. Time to try something new...



Kevin handed me the code after downloading the App to my phone, saying, "You'll be able to track her phone to within 100 feet."

I smiled, gave him the promised $500, and -- after giving the application a moment to search the national cell grid -- realized I'd be taking a trip to New Orleans if I wanted another taste of that perfect body.

"Fuck," I mumbled, getting in my car and -- without even returning home for clothes -- headed for the freeway. "I hate jazz!"



Lily nearly jumped out of her clothes as she turned to see me pulling the bathroom door open from still inside the shower.

"Sorry, baby?" I said, ogling her conspicuously. "I didn't mean to scare you."

I stepped out of the shower, giving her a full frontal view of that which she'd felt pressed against her the week before. I snatched a towel from the rod -- a small one, as to not block her view of Big Skip -- and began drying as I walked toward her.

Finding Lily's hotel had been easy. Finding her room number had been a bit more involved, requiring me to send her flowers and wait to follow the bell hop upstairs. Getting a key card to her room had only involved flashing my fake INS badge to the likely-undocumented house keeper.

It might have seemed like a lot of effort just to get laid. But hey ... I'm Skip. That's who I am.

"So..." I said with a suggestive smirk as my eyes took another walk up and down her body, "...you ready for me, baby?"

 

[TheNiteSiren]

'So...' I gapd at the opened bathroom door. '...you ready for me, baby? Those eyes stared into mine, causing an erotic warmth course through me. I could feel dampness in my pussy at the sound of that long caress of a voice. "Skip?" I darted up, trying to remember my outrage at someone breaking into my. Too late did a realize my state of undress. There i stood in my white button down shirt and white lace panties.

"What are you doing here?" I already knew the answer to that and those sensual eyes just confirmed it. "This is ridiculous. You've been following me, haven't you?" My hand went for the hotel phone since my cell was on the charger and his hand met mine to stop me. When had he gotten so close so quickle. Those sexy lips made my mind think of his head between my legs, sucking on my clit. I could feel my pussy creaming.

I knew my nipples had to hard since the feel of the material had begun to irritate them. Trying to bolt, I tried to hop the bed and head towards the door but he caught me, bringing tightly against his body. His big hand roamed down my body , squeezing my ass as he held me to him. His mouth began to trail over my throat, his tongue tasting at my hot skin. I gave a small whimpering cry. "Please, Skip, this is not what I want."

Even as the words made it past my lips, I didn't know if I believed them myself. Never in my life had a man been so dominating with me. My own body betrayed a passion for him that burned red hot. I twisted out of his arms,only to fall back on the bed. He knelt over me unbuttoning the shirt I wore,pulling it back to reveal my breasts and their dark pink nipples.

My hands came up to push him off but he grabbed me by the wrist and pinned me down with his body. I felt his mouth on my hot breast and I shuddered violently. My body arched into him, aching so deliciously, my clit throbbing like a frantic heart. What would he do next?

 

[BigBubblehead]

"Please, Skip, this is not what I want."

She tried to flee my grasp but she wasn't going anywhere. My skill at making such situations end with sex was probably much more honed than her own skill at making such situation not.

"C'mon, baby," I said, wrestling her down to the bed. "You know this is exactly what you want."

I pressed forward, using my knees to open her own. I dropped down upon her, my weight and strength simply too much for her to fight: I pressed my chest against her breasts, my groin into her crotch. I groaned as my rock solid cock pressed against the fabric separating me from her soft, swollen pussy. As I ate eagerly at her neck and lips, I began grinding my shaft against her.

"Feel good, baby?" I purred. I had little doubt that it felt good to her, and even if it didn't, I didn't care. I grasped one wrist after another and moved them to the mattress above her head, clamping them both in one powerful hand to free up my second hand which reached down between our bodies, searching for those dreaded panties that were keeping me away from the promised land. "Are you ready for me, baby...? wet for me...? I bet you are..."

 

[TheNiteSiren]

My body felt electric in his hands, almost like I was in heat. I can't the hard trembling that wracks my body as he ground into me. I could feel the damp patch of my panties rubbing against his hard cock. How did he do this to me? That predatory look in his eyes made me feel like a trapped animal. My instincts had my legs hugging his hips as his erection continued to grind into my sweet spot, causing me such erotic agony.

My lips trembled. Damn that dark velvet voice of his. "Please...." That was all that I could say, not trusting myself to not begin pleading with him to fuck me. My breathes came in hard pants,my heaving breasts brushing against his chest, teasing my hardened nipples. When I felt the material of my panties being torn away, I gasped at the animalistic need I saw in him.

My face heated. I was more than ready for him, my slick juice coating the bare lips of my pussy, slightly dripping down my thighs. It had been a long time for me. Not that I hadn't had offers but I was so tired of bad sex with whiny men that I became more reluctant to use anything more than myvibrator to curb those urges. But this was different, intense and almost primal at its core.

 

[BigBubblehead]

"Please...."

"Oh baby," I whispered to her as I pulled the panties aside and began playing the head of my cock at her wet flesh. "You don't have to beg. I'll give it to you."

I found her wet spot with my cock and -- without foreplay -- pushed hard forward. She was tight but well lubed, and I penetrated her immediately, groaning at the incredible feel of her warm, wet pussy slowly enveloping my shaft.

"Oh ... my ... god...!" I groaned as my length slowly entered her. I continued to push forward until my body came hard up against hers. "My ... god! You're fucking incredible, baby."

I simply sat there for a long moment, buried deep inside of her, wondering what I had done to deserve this incredible pussy...

 

[TheNiteSiren]

I groaned deep my throat as he filled me with his thick cock,my body shuddering. The bed creaked under our weight. That raw urge to fuck that I felt when he first touched me ran through me hard. The pleasure was almost painful and I could feel my juices spill down his cock. There was no denying that I wanted him anymore.

God, I needed him to move. My hips couldn't stay still and I arched up to meet his hips. The grip of my wrists loosened and my hands went down to grip his ass, "Oh god, please....fuck me. Move." My nails grazed up his spine and my mouth attacked his, sucking his tongue into my mouth.

I started to thrust onto his cock, my legs wrapped around his waist. The walls of this old hotel weren't exactly paper thin but the moans escaping my lips were unrestrained and loud. "You feel so fucking good."

 

[BigBubblehead]

I groaned deep...
"Oh god, please....fuck me. Move."
"You feel so fucking good."

If I'd had any doubt about whether Lily wanted this -- which I hadn't -- it was removed when she dug her long nails into the flesh of my ass and began rocking below me, trying to force my length in and out of her warm, wet hole. I smiled broadly, pleased at her eagerness and need.

I pulled back until the head of my cock was barely still inside her, then rammed my full length hard and deep inside her. I let her react, smiled even broader, then repeated the fierce movement once more, then again. The bed below us groaned under the force, not just squealing in the springs but scratching the wood floor at the meeting of it with the legs.

I lifted my weight from her, holding it with my hands on the mattress flanking her chest, elbows locked. I wanted to see her as I brutalized her pussy. I began ramming her again and again, more powerful and quicker with each stroke...