The VIP Room(114)
Their eyes met and they broke out in wicked laughter.
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Lauren woke up with her head on Derek's chest and her legs tangled in the sheets. Her mouth was next to his nipple, and she licked it and then rubbed the wetness lightly with her finger. He stirred. She nipped a little harder and ran her hand down his chest, under the sheet, and between his legs.
"Now this is a wake up call I can get used to." He moaned and ran his hand along the side of her face.
"Oh, but that's only the first ring," Lauren said as she turned her face up and met his lips for a kiss. She threw her leg across him and scooted up so she was kneeling with a leg on either side of him. She licked two fingers of her left hand and slid them between her legs. She put the fingers of her other hand deep into her mouth, letting her tongue roll all around them, coating them with her saliva before placing her hand around his shaft. She ran her thumb and forefinger across his tip, spreading the drops of his pre-cum down his length as she rubbed it.
Lauren worked herself expertly with one hand and Derek with the other until she felt her insides opening wide and his cock swell to full extension. She positioned herself above him and then bore down on him in one single slide, feeling his penetration fill her completely.
Derek grabbed her breasts and squeezed as she rode him, rocking the bed as they pounded the mattress again and again. Lauren fell forward, propping herself up on her elbows while she continued to plunge down on his hardness.
Derek cried out with lust and his hands left her breasts to squeeze her buttocks. She felt his fingers sliding into her crack and dipping into the wetness dripping down her legs. He gently circled over her rear opening, teasing her by pressing down lightly with one finger.
Lauren felt a need within her that she had never experienced before. She wanted him to enter her there, but with more than his finger. She continued her humping until she felt her first orgasm explode with rhythmic contractions around him.
She lifted off him and pulled open her nightstand drawer, reaching around until she found a tube of lubricant. She squirted some onto her fingers and ran her hand from one end of her bottom to the other. She turned her body toward the foot of the bed and positioned herself on all fours.
Derek didn't need prompting. He grabbed the black cock vibrator from her drawer and flicked the switch on. In an instant he mounted her from behind, placing the vibrator on her clit and dragging it down to her front opening, dipping in and out before plunging it into her depths. He slid his hardness through the lubricating gel that shone on her exposed pink skin and pressed against her rear opening, gently pushing in deeper and deeper.
Lauren took two handfuls of sheet in her fists and squeezed as spikes of pleasurable pain emanated through her lower regions. She felt Derek penetrate deeper, advancing slowly. Another flip of a switch and the black cock began to rotate within in her. Lauren felt her bottom flood with her juices, and her muscles opened wide to receive Derek's full length behind her while the black cock filled her from the front. The pressure of the two inside her, moving round and round on one side and up and down on the other, was exhilarating.
She thought she might lose consciousness with the pleasure as she felt herself expanding and her body being filled to perfection. She was full, and it the most incredible sensation of her life. She felt Derek on the brink and knew she was ready to let go, too.
"Come now," Derek grunted as he pushed one final time.
Lauren's nerve endings exploded, and she felt a torrent of relief pass through her body. Derek pulled out from her slowly and withdrew the vibrator as well. He fell to the side and pulled her to him, their faces touching, their chests heaving, and their bodies pressed together.
"Best wake up call ever," he said and kissed the tip of her nose.
Somehow they managed to right themselves on the bed, heads on the pillow, but still in each other's arm and fell back to sleep.
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Lauren woke for a second time, this time to the sound of water running. She felt next to her, but the bed was empty. She wandered into the bathroom to find Derek in the shower.
"Come in and join me," he said.
"No, no. If I do, we'll never eat or get out of this room today. I'm going downstairs to make us some breakfast."
"No, you're not. I owe you a date, Ms. Daniels, and I'm taking you for brunch."
She pretended to think about it. "Oh, all right. But I'll get in the shower once you're done. Otherwise we'll get into all sorts of trouble again, and I'm too hungry for that."
Derek laughed and stepped out, grabbing a towel. "Well then, hurry up and get ready, because I'm taking you for the meal of your life."
Lauren feigned hurt and put her hands on her hips. "I thought you said my cooking was the best you ever tasted."
"It is, but I'd rather have you relax and be served today. Take a day off, you know."
Lauren smiled and nodded. "That sounds pretty good actually. OK, get out of here and let me do my thing."
She pushed him out of the bathroom and closed the door. When she emerged about thirty minutes later, the bedroom was empty. The bed was made, and his tux and her dress from the night before were folded neatly and placed on the floor near the bedroom door. Lauren dressed quickly and followed the smell of fresh brewed coffee to the kitchen, where she found Derek sitting at her counter in shorts and a tee shirt, drinking coffee and reading her Sunday paper.