On Tuesday night I was pacing my living room. I had a hiking date with Ben the next morning and I didn’t want him to have to get up extra early if things were going to end anyway. I still didn’t know what was happening with Eric, but Ben deserved to know I hooked up with someone else.
I had my phone in my hand trying to think of the right words to say. I started by sending a text message. That would get the ball rolling, right?
Me: Are you available to talk?
Drooly: For you? Anytime.
I hit the little phone icon on the top of the message to call him. He was so damn sweet I already felt like an asshole for what I was about to tell him.
“Hello, gorgeous,” he answered. “How was Vegas?”
“That’s uh… what I want to talk to you about,” I confessed. I didn’t want to say the words. We hadn’t locked anything down relationship-wise, but I still felt like an epic dick.
“Uh oh. You fell in love with it and don’t want to come home,” he guessed.
“Not quite. I got home Sunday night. I uh… IhookedupwithsomeonewhileIwasthere,” I blurted quickly. It was like ripping a Band-Aid off, right?
Silence. He was quiet for close to a minute.
“Oh.” He sounded disappointed.
“I’m so, so sorry,” I apologized. I wasn’t sorry I slept with Eric, a lot. I was sorry I possibly hurt Ben’s feelings. “It wasn’t an accident, but it wasn’t intended either.” I was going to hell and I knew it.
“Was it… I mean we’re still… What are you telling me, Sookie?”
“I… I’m not sure. I like you, Ben. A lot. I don’t know if something like what happened is going to happen again.” I wanted it to happen again, and I had a feeling Eric did too. I wasn’t sure where it was heading, though.
“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed, but we don’t have an agreement on exclusivity. I still want to go hiking in the morning if you do,” he told me.
“Really?” I was honestly stunned.
“Really. I like you a lot too. Until I have a reason to, I’m not giving up. You’re worth fighting for, Sookie,” Ben said.
“What if he wants to see me again too?” I asked. I wasn’t the kind of girl to date two guys. Until Eric asked me to be exclusive, I assumed it was okay to date Ben. For all I knew I was just sex for Eric.
“Until you tell me it’s serious with the other guy, I’m not walking away,” he said.
“Okay,” I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. “I guess… yeah, I’ll still meet you for hiking.” I had to call Eric as soon as we hung up.
“Good. I’ll bring us breakfast.”
“Alright.” I wasn’t sure what else to say to him. “Are you getting ready for work?”
“I am,” he confirmed.
“I’ll let you go then,” I replied. “I just thought you should know about Vegas.” Because it hadn’t happened at home yet.
“I appreciate you being honest. It shows you have integrity and I like that. The list just keeps growing, beautiful.”
“You’re way too sweet, you know that?” I told him. I’d never met a man that was okay with the woman he was going to date sleeping with someone else.
“I’m really not, but I want to see where this is going,” he said as there was a knock on my front door.
“Well, to me you are. I’ll let you get ready. I’ll see you in the morning,” I told him as I made my way to the door.
“Sweet dreams, Sookie,” he said before he hung up.
I set my phone on the small table next to my front door. I peeked through the peephole and smiled when I saw Eric’s handsome face.
“Hi,” I smiled when I opened the door. He had his hands behind his back. I wasn’t sure if I should’ve been nervous or not.
“Hi. I know it’s late but…” He produced a big basket of… fruit?
“What’s this?” My smile widened as I stepped back to let him in.
“Roses are overrated.” Pineapple tulips and daisies with cantaloupe centers, mixed with red grapes on skewers and ooooh, chocolate-covered strawberries.
“This is fantastic.” I stood on my toes to give him a kiss. “Thank you,” I whispered when I pulled back. “This is perfect.”
“I’m glad you like it. I also wanted to tell you I got a clean bill of health,” Eric said as he followed me into my apartment.
“Oh really?” I grinned, arching an eyebrow at him. “You know what that means, right?” I was able to show him my blowjob skills.
“My dick isn’t going to turn green and fall off,” he grinned.
“It sure isn’t.” I turned to place the fruit bouquet in the fridge. When I turned back around Eric was standing there looking at my ass. “It also means you can compare my blowjob skills with Hers.”
“Oh yeah?” I had his attention.
“Mmhmm, I mean, if you like that kinda thing,” I shrugged. “For all I know you don’t actually like getting your dick sucked.”
“I’ve only had one atrocious experience with it and it was because she had braces.”
“You poor, poor soul,” I pouted, running my fingers up and down his zipper. “I assure you I don’t have braces if you want to try it out.”
“I’m not going to say no,” he replied.
“Would you like to go get comfortable, or do it right here in the kitchen?” I asked.
“Wherever you’re most comfortable.”
I took his hand and started to lead him to the couch in the living room. I motioned for him to take a seat and when he did I sat on the coffee table across from him. I wanted to tell him about Ben wanting to see me still before we got… intimate.
“Before I do this, you should know that Ben wants to see me still in the morning for hiking,” I told him. “I told him I slept with someone and he said that until I give him a reason to back off he’s going to keep pursuing me.”
“Do you want him to?”
“I told him I would meet him for hiking. I also told him you and I have the potential for something, and if you tell me now that you want more than sex with me I’ll call him and break it off completely.” There, the ball was in Eric’s court. Just to make it completely clear I added, “If I had to pick between the two of you, my choice is you.”
“I feel something; I’m just not sure what it is yet. I like being with you and the sex is way better than I could have imagined. I don’t want to lead you on so you think I’m falling in love with you, but I can’t say it would be impossible for that to happen. I guess I’m not asking you to choose me yet, but I might. That sounds selfish, right? I’m not trying to be,” he said. He looked like he was genuinely trying to navigate things.
I stood up and moved to straddle his lap. I reached forward to cup his face and whispered, “How about we take this one day at a time until we figure out where we go from amazing sex and good friendship?”
“That sounds like a good idea to me,” he answered.
“Are you still up for this?” I reached down to unzip his jeans.
“Unless you changed your mind.” He pulled my face closer and even though he said he was feeling conflicted, he didn’t kiss like it.
I melted into the kiss, slipping my hand into his pants to take hold of his semi-hard cock. I knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere with Ben if the way Eric and I kissed was any indication. Until he said the word, I was going to do as I suggested and take everything one day at a time.
I pulled his dick out of his pants before I unbuttoned them. I hadn’t sucked that much cock in my day, but I had been labeled a ‘natural’ by two of the three guys I’d blown. I hoped I didn’t disappoint Eric. As we kissed I stroked him, rubbing my thumb over his tip, massaging his tiny slit.
“Is it bad that I’ve been dying to do this since Saturday?” I whispered into the kiss. There was something sexy about getting a guy off.
“Nope,” he answered and nipped at my bottom lip.
“Good,” I smiled. I slid off of his lap onto the floor. I sat up high on my knees, keeping my eyes on Eric’s as I flicked my tongue out to lick his head. I rubbed his tip a few times before dropping my head to gently suck one of his balls as my hand started to pump up and down. He was completely hard. He seemed bigger than he did over the weekend, but I suspected that was because I was face to face with his dick.
He kindly gathered my hair to hold it back for me. Eric watched my mouth and was content to let me do my thing. I closed my eyes for a moment as I switched to the other nut, massaging it with my tongue. I eventually opened my eyes again and licked up the underside of his cock. When I reached his tip I wrapped my lips around him and began to gently suckle, flicking my tongue out every few seconds.
I moaned softly as I started to take him deeper. I hadn’t mastered deep throating, plus Eric was huge and I was out of practice, but I would do the best I could. My hand squeezed him a little tighter, moving in time with my bobbing head. Each time I took him in my tongue slithered from side to side, giving him a little extra friction.
I pulled off of his cock, dipping my head down to give him one long lick from base to tip with my flattened tongue. Eric’s skin was silky smooth while underneath he’d gotten hard as a fucking rock. I gave him another lick and started to move my hand up and down his shaft again.
With my eyes on his I licked my way back down to his balls, giving them the same attention I gave them a moment ago while still moving my hand up and down his thick length.
My eyes stayed on his as I released him, moving up to worship his head again. It was thick and smooth, covered in pre-cum. I decided to play a little, licking him like an ice cream for a moment. When I pulled away I made sure his liquid stuck to my tongue so he knew I was enjoying it and savoring his salty flavor. I bit my bottom lip for a moment before taking another swipe up his shaft. I swirled my tongue around his tip and then took his head completely into my mouth again, never taking my eyes off of his.
I moaned around him, my fingers moved down to caress his balls, which were covered in my saliva. I started bobbing my head again, up and down, up and down. Eric’s grip tightened in my hair, making me moan louder, shooting vibrations through his shaft.
Moving down, I started to suck the skin that encased his testicles without taking either of his balls into my mouth. It felt so good against my tongue, rough and wet on my lips. It had been so long since the last time I sucked dick I forgot how much fun it could be.
After tugging a little for a minute or so I let my lips dance up his length to his tip. I flicked my tongue through his slit, gathering every little bit of pre-cum I could. My mouth was slick with saliva and I opened up to let him slide in. When he hit the back of my throat I tried to swallow and relax to take more of him in. He was too big to take it all, but I wanted to give him an experience. I doubted most girls took him as far as I was with his size.
“Oh fuck,” he hissed when I had about three quarters of him down my throat. He stroked the loose wisps of my hair back with his free hand, making me moan around his cock from his sweetness.
I ran my tongue back and forth over his soft skin as I bobbed. He started to pant as I moved up and down, taking as much of him as I could on each pass. I released him and concentrated on just his thick, swollen head. Goddamn, he felt good between my lips.
Again I started working my way down his shaft. His hips reflexively started thrusting up gently into my mouth. He held my head in place when I started to moan again. His hips moved a little faster and I started to tug lightly on his balls.
I could feel his cock swelling from all of my playtime. Eric let me know he was getting close, but when he loosened his grip on my hair I didn’t move away. He started breathing harder, chanting out a few ‘fucks’. With his cock about halfway into my mouth he dropped his head back and started to shoot his load down my throat in long, hot bursts. I could feel every time he would swell right before each burst pumped out of him. I loved it.
“Mmm, was that okay?” I asked when I pulled back, wiping the few drops that spilled from my chin.
“Not even close,” he answered.
“Hmm, sorry,” I pouted. “I guess blowjobs are off the list of things we do.”
“Sookie, it was way better than okay,” he told me. “You sell yourself short way too much.”
“Oh…” I sat back on my heels. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. It’s hard to not sell myself short, you know? My confidence has been in the shitter for years.”
“Your shithead ex obviously didn’t see all the things I see,” he said.
“Shithead is a very accurate description,” I chuckled. “I don’t like thinking about him anymore, though. I really am trying. I’ve lost ten pounds,” I finished with a small smile.
“That’s great,” he said sincerely.
“Thanks.” I got up from the floor and sat next to him on the couch. “Now what do we do?”
“Well I can hang out with my wang out or you could get naked…”
“Naked is good,” I giggled. I stood up again, turning my back to Eric as I stripped my clothes off. I tried to be a little seductive by swaying my hips a little. I wasn’t so sure it worked. He made me yelp when I felt his teeth scrape across my left butt cheek. “Hey!” I laughed.
“You were tempting me,” he said in his defense. Eric grabbed my hips and pulled me over to stand between his knees. “Bend forward, Sookie,” he instructed before biting my right cheek a little.
I did as I was instructed. I was actually a little nervous. His lips made their way down and over between my thighs. He nipped at my lower lips and licked my juices from them. His hands slid to my ass, parting my cheeks to give himself better access to me. He made a little noise before his tongue slithered up my slit. He sucked on my clit for a moment and then his tongue flicked.
“Mmm,” I moaned. I hadn’t been with anyone as good as good as Eric at eating pussy. I had to brace myself on the edge of the couch as my legs started to shake. I was so turned on from giving him head I knew it wasn’t going to take much for me to cum.
“So delicious,” he purred against my lips. His tongue moved back to my opening and slid into me. He growled quietly as his tongue pumped in and out of me. His thumbs massaged my lips as he fucked me with his tongue.
“Oh fuck,” I muttered when I felt my ovaries begin to tremble. My walls were fluttering, searching for something more to hold on to. “I’m close, Eric…” My fingers dug into the couch as my knees started to buckle slightly.
His hands shifted to hold me up. Eric kept moving at the same pace, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. When he reached around my hip to tap my clit with his index finger, that was it.
“Ohmygod!” I cried out. I could feel my juices running out of me, coating Eric’s tongue, and I was sure they dripped down his hand as well. I leaned over the couch a trembling mess, but it was a good mess.