With Emily and I having declared our love for each other, we were ready for the next few days to disappear into the usual Spring Break clichés. Soon we were drinking heavily, smoking a ton of weed and having sex at each and every opportunity. Still, we hoped to avoid Rob and the rest of the UT football crowd.
Em and I were growing closer than I ever thought possible. I was so glad I had bitten the bullet and told her how I really felt, even if it was by accident. It was a huge weight lifted from my shoulders and I was relishing my newfound freedom. Now I didn't have to worry I might make a mistake and let those three little but highly loaded words slip from my mouth. Now I could say “I love you” openly and freely — and it felt great.
On one day we did make the effort to visit the historic site of Tulum, with its spectacular ruins and ocean views. However, most of the days were spent in full debauchery mode. Every night we’d head to a new bar or club and invariably stumble home in the early hours incredibly drunk.
As we arrived back to our room one night (or was it day?), Emily grabbed me even more earnestly than usual. Ripping my shirt off, she was soon tugging at my shorts incredibly eager to tear them off too.
“Hey, slow down,” I teased, “there’s really no rush.”
“There is! I so want to try something,” she smiled. Even as drunk as she was, I could see that always-telling glint in her eye. Clearly, she was up to something.
Moments later she was stroking my dick, teasing it and watching it grow to its full size. As she rolled my foreskin back and forth she drunkenly mumbled: “I fucking love your cock. It’s so big and fat. It always feels so great.”
I was always happy for a compliment but really did begin to wonder where she was heading with this. Slowly kneeling in front of me, she began gently licking around my swollen tip, then all the way down the shaft. Lifting it up to my stomach, she dragged her tongue all the way to my balls before lightly sucking them too.
Letting go completely, she let it slap her across the cheek as it fell back into place, and laughed. Now slick with saliva, her hand easily slid up and down. Moving slowly and deliberately she was clearly enjoying what she was doing — as was I.
Almost slurring her words she muttered: “You know what’s wrong with your dick? It’s too big for my mouth,” before giggling some more.
Licking her lips, she grasped my shaft and slowly moved it towards her mouth. As she opened wide I watched as my pulsating head disappeared into that warm, wet sanctuary. Her sucking felt incredible as she set to work on my cock. Soon she was rocking her head back and forth taking more and more of me into that glorious mouth.
Suddenly I felt it, as did she, as my dick smashed into the back of her throat. Quickly she pulled me out, coughing at the exertion. Seconds later she was back on it, sucking me deep into her mouth. Back and forth her head rocked until once again she reached her depth. Coughing harder this time, she yanked me out.
“Wait, wait! I can do it,” she implored, before taking me into her mouth once again.
This time she took it slightly slower. Her mouth opened wide, she took the bulbous head, sucking softly. Then incredibly carefully she sucked in centimetre after centimetre of my throbbing cock. As I watched I kept anticipating the inevitable but it never came. Gradually, more and more of my dick disappeared — much to my delight.
I didn’t know how she was doing it, but slowly she took more of me into her mouth than ever before. Then suddenly I felt the change. Her mouth always sucked hard, was wonderfully warm, soft and wet — but now it was different. In an instant, it got twice as hot and she gripped me with a strength she’d never done before. More and more of my cock slid in and I as I heard her swallow I felt an intense squeeze down the length of my dick. Bit by bit she kept going until her nose rested amongst my pubes.
Looking down in admiration I found her proud, bulging eyes staring at me. She just sat that for what felt like ages, my raging dick buried deep in her throat. All of a sudden a look of panic flooded those eyes and she withdrew, gasping for air.
After a few strangled breaths, she was back on my penis, drawing me into that deep well of her neck. This time her confidence had grown. As she swallowed, I felt her entire throat contract and massage my whole length — one of the most incredible sensations imaginable. As a final treat, her tongue snaked out and managed to lap at my smooth balls while her throat engulfed me.
“Holy fuck Em! Oh god, that feels good,” I moaned as she bobbed away.
It felt fucking incredible and I could barely contain myself. Back and forth she rocked, savouring the looks of delight on my face and groans from my body. Faster and faster she went, gasping breaths where she could as she devoured my dick.
“Oh Em! Ohh, I’m… I’m going to… Oh, fuck!” I yelled.
Her tongue danced across my balls as her incredible throat milked my cock better than ever and I simply couldn’t hold back. As my orgasm tore through my body Emily’s eyes nearly popped out and she pretty much retched as my dick swelled even bigger. But moments later I launched more cum than I can remember straight down her throat.
Quickly she tugged me from her mouth, gasping and panting for air like I had never seen before, as the final drops of cum dripped onto her face. But the look on her face was priceless — she was beaming with pride.
Struggling for air she said: “I… told you… I… could… do it!”
Dragging her to her feet I kissed her deeply.
“Fuck Em that was incredible!”
“I thought you’d like it,” she said once she’d regained her breath, “you’ve really got Brooke to thank. She taught me how we’ve been working on it for weeks.”
I couldn’t believe that she had actually gone out and learned to deepthroat just because she felt bad about not being able to take my entire dick. Who does that? Then I realised… someone who truly loves you.
“I fucking love you Em, I really do,” I said, kissing her once again.
Already being naked, I dragged her towards the bed, knowing that we should probably get some sleep — plus I knew just how drunk she really was. Piece by piece she got undressed until finally, she collapsed next to me in just a pair of lacy boy shorts.
“Good night sexy,” I said, giving her a deep, hard kiss, “and thank you. That really was incredible.”
“It was, wasn’t it,” she replied.
As morning arrived we realised it was our last full day in Cancun but more importantly the night to cash in Emily’s hard-won voucher at the hottest club in town. The day passed like every other: wake up with a hangover, get stoned, then head to the beach for a party. But we all were looking forward to tonight — which college students don’t enjoy drinking for free?
Once back at the hotel following our raucous day, we both showered and started getting dressed. For me it was easy, I needed trousers rather than shorts to get into the club and had only brought one pair, some light linen trousers. Teamed with a dark blue linen shirt I was sure I’d get in and be cool enough to enjoy myself.
Emily, on the other hand, was taking forever to get ready. She fixed her hair, added her usual minimal make-up and then picked out some underwear. Carefully she selected a light turquoise lace, pushup bra matched with a tiny g-string. Then came the dress. I had no idea she had brought so many. Finally, she settled on a light floral number that hugged her tits and stomach before flaring out and ending a few inches below her ass. She finished her outfit with a pair of silver shiny heels.
“How’s about this?” she asked giving me a quick twirl to show how the dress flared while dancing. She looked amazing, as always, and as she spun her dress lifted just enough to show off the sexy curve of her smooth ass.
“Wow, you look stunning!” I replied, “plus I love the way I can just see your ass as you spin. It’s fucking hot.”
“Really, you can see my ass? Well, I know you love that,” she smiled, “but let me check it out.”
With that, she headed to the bathroom, where all the mirrors were. A couple of minutes later, she returned with that look in her eye — that evil, yet wonderfully enticing glint. Walking towards me she smiled and said: “I’ve got a great idea for tonight!”
Reaching out her hand, she passed me the tiny g-string she had only just put on.
“Let’s both go commando tonight.”
“Are you serious?”
“Fuck yeah! Take those boxers off and let’s get going.”
I still wasn’t sure she was serious and so sat there.
“Come on, it will be fun… I promise.”
Relenting, I stood up, took off my trousers, removed my boxers and got dressed again. “Happy now?” I asked.
“Very!” she grinned.
We gathered the gang and strolled through the warm night air to the club. I’d never gone out without underwear before and it was surprisingly liberating. My cock swung freely, brushing against my trousers with every step I took, turning me on ever so slightly.
Soon we arrived and were whisked straight past the waiting line and to our large round private table roped off from the rest of the bar. With a perfect view of the dance floor, just a few feet away, the section was complete with our own private bouncer. We had to admit, we really did feel like VIPs.
With Emily, Patrick, Susan, Brooke and Trent all sat around the table we order shots of tequila and beers to get our night started. Soon we were knocking them back like champions and I could already feel the buzz setting in. As the music pounded and the drinks took effect I could see Em practically dancing in her chair. For once I figured it was me that should take the lead. Standing up I reached out my hand and asked: “Want to dance?”
Emily’s eyes lit up like two neon signs, she was clearly delighted and grab my hand eagerly. We quickly made our way to the dance floor and I could feel all eyes turn on Emily, as they always did. She moved effortlessly, finding perfect time to the music and looking endlessly sexy with every motion. I on the other felt and looked like a fish-out-of-water — but I knew how Em loved to dance.
Taking my hands, she placed them on her hips and helped me sway with the music.
“Come on, you’re doing great. Just relax,” she urged as we began to move as one.
Her body felt as incredible as ever as I slowly gained some confidence. Finally, she broke away for a second, completing a quick spin throwing me and every other guy in the room a fleeting glimpse of her ass cheeks. As she sauntered back over to me, I could see how pleased she was with herself.
Grabbing me, she pulled me close, pressing my thigh between hers as she swayed.
“Did you enjoy the little show?”
“I think everyone did,” I replied.
We carried on dancing, our bodies rubbing firmly against one another as Emily got more and more into her dancing. Every few minutes, she would do another spin or two and I’m sure I was not the only one enjoying those brief flashes.
As she ground her lithe body against mine I was finding it increasingly hard to concentrate. Her firm ass or hip would rub against my cock, teasing me until she felt it stiffening, then pulling away once more. Spin after spin, left me dreaming of that sweet ass. Returning after one more spin, Em grabbed my hands and placed them firmly on her naked ass beneath her dress.
Pulling me closer still, so my cock rubbed against her hip, she leaned in and said just loud enough to hear: “Squeeze it, squeeze my ass hard.”
I never needed an excuse to play with her firm butt, so quickly got to work massaging and kneading those amazing cheeks. As she danced my hands grabbed more and more. I was loving every second. Dancing in front of a crowded bar, my fingers groping the finest ass I had ever seen. Suddenly she flicked her hips violently and the tip of my middle finger slipped right into Emily’s already soaking pussy.
“Feel how wet I am?” she asked as her hand started stroking my dick. I left my finger there as we swayed together and my dick grew stiffer and stiffer. Suddenly I felt Emily quickly shift from my cock to my zipper. In one swift motion, she had it undone and slid a couple of fingers inside to stroke my shaft.
“Do you like this? Fingering me on the dance floor as I stroke your hard cock?”
“It’s so fucking hot.”
“Good, I think you’re ready now, come with me.”
Holding me close, she sashayed over to our now empty table. Picking the seat furthest from the dance floor Emily led me there. As I went to sit, she deftly grabbed my cock and pulled it through my fly before pushing me into the chair. For a fleeting moment, I was shocked and confused, sat there with my dick exposed. But mere seconds later, Emily quickly and carefully lifted her skirt as she sat down on my raging cock. My heart pounded, I simply couldn't believe what was happening.
The angle wasn’t the best, but she was so wet that the first half of my penis slid in easily. God, she felt hot, and it was damn sexy knowing I had my dick in the hottest girl in town in the middle of the club.
Leaning back, Emily whispered into my ear: “How does my pussy feel tonight?”
“It’s so fucking incredible!” I whimpered, totally at the mercy of her muscular cunt.
As Emily swayed to the music her pussy teased and stroked at my cock and I relished every shake of her hips. She was clearly enjoying her position of power. I could feel her tensing her pussy and then releasing my dick at will, clasping her cunt against me as and when she wanted. Her teenage body was doing everything it could to tantalise me.
Just as I was really getting into it and attempting to thrust back Brooke and Trent returned to the table. I froze, but Emily kept dancing, driving me wild.
Moments later Brooke leaned in to talk to Em, so she half stood up. As she did so, her tight pussy walls slid up to my very tip. As she stood there, her dress barely concealed my dick hanging from her incredible body. They chatted for a moment before she sat back down urgently, driving me deeper than ever into her sweet, sticky cunt. I could barely believe it.
For the next twenty minutes, Emily teased and tormented me. Rising to speak to people, or grab drinks before sliding down my cock once again. I could hardly contain myself. Time and time again I felt my orgasm begin to rise and so did she. Perfectly timing her motions, she’d contract around my penis and then sit still just long enough for my urges to subside. Then she’d start again, bringing me right to the edge again and again and again.
Thinking I couldn’t take much more and my balls ached to cum, I was horrified when Patrick suddenly pulled up a chair next to us. Surely he’d hear or smell what was going on?
“What a fucking great night!” he said, “thank god Emily won this for us — I’m pretty much out of money, so free drinks are awesome.”
Through every word he said, Emily was dancing, grinding, squeezing and teasing my tormented cock in her burning hot cunt and I was barely hanging on.
“Yeah, it’s a great night,” I stammered, desperate for him to leave, “where’s Susan? Is she OK?”
“Oh yeah, she’s just gone to the bathroom — she’ll probably be a while, what with the line.”
That was the last thing I needed to hear. Any moment now I was going to unload my balls and didn’t believe for one second that I’d be able to hide that from someone sat right beside me.”
Suddenly there was a loud commotion by our bouncer as he forcibly restrained someone. Looking over I saw a hulking guy with two black eyes and a strip of tape across his nose.”
“That’s the motherfucker that broke my nose and ribs!” he screamed as more bouncers rushed to drag him outside.
Patrick leapt up and stormed over to make sure everything was OK (much to my delight). I just smiled, waved and carried on fucking Emily right in front of everyone. Gaining in confidence I start thrusting more openly, really not caring who saw and soon could feel an orgasm building. Pulling Emily closer to me, I whispered: “If you don’t stop, I’m going to cum any second now.”
Instead of stopping, Em danced harder and more vigorously than ever, clenching her pussy every chance she got. Squeezing and teasing my dick I knew I was about to end. Trying my best to hide what was happening, I grabbed Emily firmly around the waist and practically bit into her shoulder as my balls tightened then launch squirt after squirt of cum into her willing pussy.
As my orgasm started to subside she half stood up again to talk to Brooke, sliding up my still-erupting cock once more. I heard her say: “I have to use the bathroom, want to come with me?” Brooke nodded in agreement as Em sat down firmly, sucking the last drops of cum from my tortured dick.
