Thread: Wicked Deception (Orgasmo vs. Silver Lining)

From her energetic and vociferous reaction, Evelyn genuinely seemed to have delighted in receiving his oral tricks just as much as he had enjoyed administering them. Darryll was quite happy to have been able to give her such pleasure. Would he ever have the pleasure of seeing the ebullient coquette again after tonight? He sure hoped so. The ten thousand dollars from winning the bet was looking more and more trivial compared to the real prize that was Evelyn. Hey, Im just giving the people what they want you know, because Im such an unselfish giver, Darryll retorted, still savoring the taste of her pussy and its juices when she called him a cocky bastard. Her nails trailing over his muscled back thrilled his skin and her tongue and teeth on his lips teased him to no end. It damn near made him go back down on her honey pot for a second helping of the good stuff. Quite the good experience, huh? Im sure it is, but do you mean the experience of me being such a cocky bastard or me making your body shake and your legs quiver like I promised I would earlier? he questioned with a cheeky smile, stroking her hair lightly. Well, whichever way you meant it, try not to go bragging to all your friends too much about how awesome I am in bed, he added jokingly before kissing the side of her head. As usual, his tone was cocky, yet more so playful and teasing than anything else. Darryll never had any hang ups when it came to the subject of sex. And whether it was talking about it, joking about it or doing it, he always made it a point to make things fun and interesting for both himself and for his partners. Because what was the point of having boring, straightforward sex? Not that there was anything wrong with ordinary people having ordinary sex. That said, the couple currently in room 415 of Monroe Universitys Westside dormitory right now were no ordinary people. And as far as having just met Evelyn tonight for the first time and the seeming inevitability of getting even more intimate with the ravishing beauty than he already had so far, Darryll believed there was nothing wrong with two mature, sexually aware, sexually charged, consenting adults doing the nasty. Sure, there would always be haters out there, but fortunately for Darryll, his happiness was never dependent upon what other people thought of him. Yes, you taste quite scrunchy, he replied when she echoed his earlier sentiments of her pussys flavor. And when she expressed her curiosity as to how well he tasted, Darryll smiled widely. Well, I could tell you how good I taste, but why not try for yourself, he said with a waggle of his brow as he got up out of bed. Darryll quickly kicked off his shoes and socks. He then proceeded to give Evelyn a little show, swaying and gyrating his hips seductively to the music - more as a laugh as opposed to actually taking himself seriously as a professional stripper. He first removed his belt in the most seductive manner, more seductive than had ever been seen or witnessed in the history of seductive belt removing. Woodcock then laggardly undid his trousers and removed them slowly, leaving him only in his Tabasco brand boxer shorts. All the while, he gave her his best cornball seductive look. After a few exaggerated pelvic thrusts, combined with a couple effective - if not comical - sashays of the hips, these too were eventually pulled down and discarded. Darryll next reached for Evelyns hand and guided her over until she was now sitting on the edge of the bed where he stood naked before her with his large, thick, circumcised cock - about three-quarters erect at the moment - intimidatingly staring Evelyn in the face just a few inches away. Yes, he shaved his pubic hairs - not because he was a metro-sexual or anything like that, but because, well, he found sex better that way. You are now free to taste away Darryll announced. Just try not to take more than what you can handle and make sure to save room for desert, he added, now wearing a wickedly evil smirk on his face.