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  I reached down and tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling his face harder into me. “Oh my god,” I gasped as his tongue dove deep inside me. My words encouraged him to increase his intensity. His delicious tongue slid in and out of me at a rapid pace, hitting all the right spots with each pass. I bucked my hips up into him, drowning in the pleasure of it all. I felt my body breaching the edge, about to fall from the cliff of no return. “Holy shit,” I cried out as pleasure filled waves wracked my entire body. Cory continued licking and sucking, which prolonged the effects, until my body stopped pulsing. I brushed the loose strands of hair from my face and let out a deep breath as my body began to calm.

  Cory stood and the intense expression on his face was almost intimidating. My body shivered as I imagined what actually having him, his huge cock between my legs would be like. I sat forward and reached for his jeans.

  I sucked my bottom lip in between my teeth as I gazed up into his eyes. “It’s my turn now, baby,” I said as I released the button and zipper on his pants and slid them down over his muscular thighs. I could see his massive erection bulging through his black boxer briefs. I made sure to rub my palm over the entire length of it as my fingers returned to his waist. He groaned in response and pressed his hips forward against my hand. I gripped the top of his underwear with both hands and slowly pulled them down. As they slid down inch by inch, I traced their progress with my tongue. I ran my tongue down along his cock as it was exposed. It was like unwrapping the best goddamned present in the world, a never ending present. I tasted every amazing inch of him, and finally, after what seemed like an insanely long trip, I found the tip. The soft, round end was dripping with pre-cum by the time my mouth reached it. I dipped my head down and lapped up the salty moisture. Cory’s whole body was rigid. It felt as if he was ready to explode at any second. I ran my fingers up his slick shaft and grasped the base before taking as much of it as possible into my mouth. He let out a deep groan in response. Cory’s hand reached out and grabbed my hair. He pulled my head toward his body, coaxing even more of his out-of-this-world cock deep into my mouth. I sucked on the rigid length and teased the tip with my tongue. Just tasting him had led my body close to the edge of climax again.

  Cory suddenly pushed my head away from him, and pulled me to my feet. He bent down and picked me up. I squealed out as he tossed my body over his shoulder like it weighed absolutely nothing.

  “Bedroom?” he questioned in a very serious tone. I pointed my toe toward the hallway, and he carried me that direction.

  My bedroom door, which was the first in a very tiny hallway with only one other door, was wide open. Cory stalked through the doorway and placed me down on the bed. He reached out and ripped my tank top off over my head before removing his own shirt. He never broke eye contact with me, and his intent gaze had my whole body trembling. I scooted back slightly on the comforter and broke the trance by glancing down at his massive, glistening cock, which was standing ready and at full attention.

  He took notice, and quickly looked down at himself before lifting his face with a mischievous smirk. “You like that, baby? That’s all for you. My big, fat cock is just waiting to devour your tight pussy.” He reached down to the breast pocket of his shirt that was now on the floor and withdrew a condom. The packaging was torn to shreds as he ripped it open and climbed onto the mattress. He crawled towards me on his knees and lifted both my legs into bent positions. Cory settled himself and his glorious fucking cock right between my thighs before rolling the condom on.

  As he positioned himself at my dripping wet entrance, Cory braced his hands on both sides of my face and looked down at me. “This is a lesson you’re never going to forget, baby,” he said as he slid his thick length into me. As soon as he’d filled me completely, he slowly withdrew, leaving only the tip of his dick inside. My body was craving its filling effect, and my hips bucked up toward his. I reached out and wrapped my hands around his hips to pull him back into me, but he grabbed my hands and slammed them down above my head. One of his big, strong hands trapped them in place there.

  “You want my cock?” he teased. He slid it a little farther in, and I cried out in delirium. Then it went even deeper and I felt my pussy pulsing deliciously around its girth. My hands writhed against his restraint as I fought to touch him, but he held them steady. Suddenly, without warning, he slammed into me hard. He reached depths that I didn’t even know existed. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him tightly against my body as he began to thrust in and out. Having him fill me up over and over again was divine. A feeling that I’d never experienced the likes of before. With my own hands trapped, I leaned my head to the side and clamped my mouth down over his forearm to stifle my scream.

  “No,” he scolded. “I want to hear you scream. I want all of your fucking neighbors to hear you screaming out my name when you come.”

  His words were the last thing my body needed for encouragement. “Yes! Yes, Cory!” I cried out as my body pulsed with waves of indescribable pleasure. My pussy contracted around his cock and I felt him speed up his pounding assault. A few moments later Cory let out a deep groan as he came.

  We both worked to catch our breaths as he pulled out and collapsed down on the bed. He got up and threw the condom in the waste basket and returned to lie down next to me. Cory gathered me in his arms and we both fell fast asleep.

  Chapter 20

  Cory

  The bright morning sun was bursting through the blinds in Sam’s bedroom as I awoke. I watched her smooth, flawless body as she softly inhaled and exhaled. Her body was complete perfection. I ran my fingertips down along the silky skin of her side. She sighed contentedly in her sleep and nestled her body back against mine. I couldn’t resist touching her. I reached my palm around and wrapped it over her perfect breast, squeezing the supple flesh lightly. Her nipple hardened immediately, and my touch elicited another sound from her. That quiet, sensuous sound caused even more blood to rush to my cock as it stiffened further.

  Sam felt the press of my erection and wiggled her delectable ass against it. “Good morning,” she cooed. She spun around to face me and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. Her trail of kisses continued down over my chest and abdomen. She slid the blanket down as she went until she uncovered my cock that was hard and ready to go.

  I smiled down at her. “Good morning.”

  Sam nodded her head toward the nightstand. “Bottom drawer,” she told me.

  I slid open the drawer and saw a box of condoms. I briefly wondered how many other guys she’d had in her bed, then her lips came down on my cock and all other thoughts fled my mind. I pulled a condom out and Sam snatched it out of my hand. After tearing it open she rolled it on and straddled my body. Her sweet pussy was positioned over me and she lowered her hips down, slowly impaling herself one inch at a time. Once I filled her completely, she began to rock her body back and forth over my cock with the most perfect motions. I met her movements with thrusts of my own as I reached out and grasped her hips tightly. She felt so fucking good, it was incredible. I’d always prided myself on my stamina, but I didn’t know how long I’d be able to hold out with her tight, slick pussy gripping my cock like it was.

  As she continued riding me, Sam’s head lolled back and her shiny blonde hair fell around her face. The movement of her hips increased in speed, and I could tell she was close to the edge. I reached my thumb up and rubbed her clit feverishly at the spot where our bodies met. It wasn’t long before I got the result I’d desired.

  “Fuck yes, Cory! Yes!” she cried out as she came around me.

  I lifted her hips up slightly and held her steady as I slammed into her over and over again. I felt my orgasm approaching and I pulled Sam’s body down over mine completely one last time as I came long and hard.

  ***

  “Are you sure you have to go?” I asked hopefully. “We could climb back in that bed
right now for round three.”

  Sam laughed. “As tempting as that sounds, some of us have to get to work.”

  I was seated on a barstool at her tall kitchen counter, and Sam was standing between my thighs. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer. “All right, all right. I’ve got to get going anyways.” I kissed the tip of her nose and dropped my arms.

  Sam walked back into the kitchen and picked up her coffee mug. She took one last sip before placing the cup in the sink. Then we both headed out the door.

  Chapter 21

  Cory

  I sat back on my bike off to the side of the pit and watched as the Commander attempted his new flip variation into the foam. He pulled up hard off the lip of the ramp and did a heel clicker over his handlebars while inverted. Josh and his bike both completed the rotation with ease. I assumed he’d probably be ready to try it on the dirt soon. That guy was so talented it was like he’d been born on a fucking dirt bike. I’d need to step up my trick game at the next contest to be able to compete with him.

  Josh’s helmet popped up over the foam cubes. He waved one of the guys on to lower the arm of the small crane. The harness was attached to his motorcycle’s handlebars and then his bike was pulled up out of the foam pool. The foam practice pit was a giant rectangular wood box with no lid. It was filled with soft foam cubes to ease your landing, and it had a narrow platform along one side that led to a set of janky wooden steps. Josh yanked himself up over the edge and onto the platform. The crane operator reached out and bumped fists with him while giving a nod of approval.

  The Commander stood by as his dirt bike was lowered back to the ground. He unlatched the harness and climbed back on. After a few quick kicks, his bike roared to life and he headed towards me.

  “Fuck, dude. That was sick,” I said as he rode up.

  He nodded. “Thanks, bro.” He shifted his bike into neutral and idled next to me. “I’m taking Jessie on a little camping trip this weekend. We’re going to head out to Glamis, bring some bikes and beers. Just chill for a few days. You interested? Jess suggested you could bring her friend along, what’s her name . . . Sam?”

  “For sure. Sounds like a good time, I’ll see what’s up.” I’d known Sam for a few weeks and we’d only hung out a couple of times. Would it be insane to ask her to go on a trip already? Not that a trip to Glamis could really be considered a trip, I mean, the guys and I went out there all the time to ride the dunes. And I would love to spend a weekend with her. Maybe since Jessie was going Sam would be down . . . Fuck, Cory. Snap the fuck out of it. You’re over thinking the shit out of this.

  “We’re heading out tomorrow morning,” he said. I gave Cory a nod and he rode off. I stood up and kicked the starter on my bike. I needed to stop thinking about that damn girl and get some practice in.

  After a few laps around the warm-up track I decided to do some work in the foam pit. A 360 was next on my list of tricks to master, and I for sure needed all the practice I could possibly get before the Freestyle Nations contest. In a few weeks, we were heading out of state to an international FMX competition. We’d be riding against the best in the biz, and I planned on pulling out all the stops.

  Four tries, and a few bruises, later, and I’d finally managed to spin the perfect distance. You’d think a 360 would be easier than a backflip but it was way harder. Being able to rotate the bike in a way that would ensure a smooth landing was trying as fuck, and only a couple guys out there really had them down. I intended on becoming one of them. A few more clean tries and I’d be ready for dirt. Hopefully by the end of the next week I’d be landing them on hard ground without a problem.

  It was late afternoon, and I was done for the day. I shielded my eyes against the sun as I watched my motorcycle being hauled up. I dusted the foam bits off my gear as I climbed out of the pit.

  ***

  A nice, cool shower was exactly what I’d needed after a hot day on the bike. As the cold water washed down over my body it cleaned away all the dirt and sweat of the day. The chilly water also helped to clear the erotic thoughts I was having about Sam from my mind. Last night had been amazing, and I was dying to touch her again.

  I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I didn’t bother to dry off completely, and water dripped down over my chest and back. I’d left my cell phone out on the kitchen counter and I went to get it. I lived alone in a small, one bedroom house and I loved having my own space. I’d had roommates before, but that shit had gotten old when I could never be alone. Nothing like fucking a hot chick who’s bent over the kitchen table and having your pain in the ass roommate barge right in. Talk about mood killer. I’d learned my lesson, and I valued my independence.

  I grabbed up my phone and dialed Sam’s number.

  She answered on the third ring. “Hello?”

  “Hey, babe, what are you up to?”

  I heard a door close in the background. “I’m actually just about to go out for a run.”

  “All right, well I won’t keep you long but I have an idea to run past you,” I said.

  “Mhmm?”

  “Josh and Jessie are going out to the desert this weekend, and they invited us along. What do you think?” She hesitated and I continued on through the awkward silence. “If you don’t want to go that’s fine—”

  Sam cut me off. “It sounds fun. When are they leaving?”

  I was instantly relieved that she wanted to go. I didn’t know what the hell was happening to me, but I’d just felt nervous about talking to a girl. That was a first. “They are heading out tomorrow morning, but we can take our time and meet up with them later in the day if you want.”

  “Okay cool. Just let me know what time I should be ready.”

  “How does 12:30 sound?” I asked.

  “Perfect. I’ll see you then.”

  “Have a good run,” I said before I hung up.

  Chapter 22

  Sam

  I’d taken practically all of the items from my dresser drawers, and I was sitting among a pile of clothes on my carpet and I was at a complete loss. I had no idea what I was supposed to wear or bring for the weekend. I decided to phone in the expert.

  Jessie answered after just a couple rings. “Hey, Sam! I’m so excited that you and Cory are going with us tomorrow.” I could practically hear my best friend smiling through the speaker.

  I laughed at her enthusiasm and then got to the point. “What the heck am I supposed to bring for a weekend in the desert?”

  “Well, I’d suggest jeans and a few cute tops. I think the boys are planning on taking us riding,” she answered.

  “Riding? Cory didn’t mention that part.”

  “Oh, and it gets chilly at night so be sure to pack a jacket. We’re going to have so much fun!” I had to admit I was excited about the trip too. However, I think most of my enthusiasm was stemming from the thought of spending an entire weekend with Cory, not from the idea of camping out in the sand.

  Jessie coached me through the rest of my packing. “After that warm-up you told me about on the mountain road the other night, I bet you’ll be getting the full freakin’ treatment this weekend,” she said suggestively.

  I hadn’t mentioned last night’s sexcapades to her yet. “Yeah . . . about that . . .”

  “What?” she questioned. “Oh my gosh! You didn’t already, did you?”

  “Well . . . Cory came over last night and, uh, let’s just say things escalated pretty darn quickly.”

  “Ooh get it, girl! I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. I want to hear all about your night,” she exclaimed.

  I laughed. “Thanks for the packing advice, Jess.”

  “Hey! Don’t change the subj—”

  I cut her off. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said right before I hung up the call.
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br />   Chapter 23

  Sam

  It felt like we’d been driving forever. On either side of the two-lane highway, endless acres of sand stretched as far as the eye could see. The monotony was only broken up by the occasional cactus or abandoned shack. I stared out and watched the desert landscape pass by through the passenger window.

  Cory reached over and laced his fingers with mine. “We’re almost there.”

  I turned to him and smiled. “I’m pretty sure I’ve heard that before,” I said sarcastically.

  He let out a deep laugh. “Well, yeah, last time we weren’t really almost there, but now we are.”

  “Uh huh, I’ll believe it when I see it,” I teased. His fingers squeezed my hand tighter.

  Finally, about thirty minutes later, we pulled up to a campsite where a big black truck, with a long white trailer attached to the back, was parked. I saw Jessie step out from a door in the side of the trailer and she waved at us with a big smile on her face. Cory parked the truck and we both climbed out.

  Jess immediately ran over to greet us. “Hey guys! So glad you could make it.” She pulled me in for a quick hug. She glanced over to Cory. “Josh is in the trailer, he’s getting ready to pull the bikes out.”

  “I’ll go give him a hand,” Cory said as he walked away.

  Jessie turned back to me. “So!?” she practically squealed. “I’m pretty sure you’ve got an interesting story to share with me.” Her face was pleading with me for details.

  I laughed. “Not sure about a story, but I can assure you that none of it was disappointing. And you know how people like to tease guys with big trucks about driving ‘compensation vehicles’? Well, I now know that Cory is definitely not compensating for anything.”