I was still on my ass on the floor, with my dress up to my ass and he helped me get up. ‘Hey, I wanted to make sure you were okay’, he said. And if I remember correctly it went like this:
Nick: don’t get mad, I wasn’t trying to kill you or anything
Me: That’s okay. When did you get in?
Nick: I was right behind you!
Me: Oh, right. Sorry I wasn’t paying attention. I’m just mad right now.
Nick: Yeah, must suck big time to get dumped over the phone
Me: text message actually
Nick: Right, text message
Me: Sorry about my nonesenseness back there, I didn’t mean for any of it to get out the way it did, but I’m just mad at the situation.
Nick: Don’t worry about it, it was actually funny and a good distraction from the other girls trying to get my phone number and or jump by bones!
Me: Haha, hey where’s Lauren? You didn’t leave her alone did you?
Nick: She’ll be alright. She’s in bed. I’ll take care of that tomorrow morning. Or I’ll have someone take care of that tomorrow morning. I might be as drunk as her right now, but when I’m drunk, I talk a lot and I can’t sleep.
Me: I don’t know you all that much, but yeah, you do talk a lot. I thought you were the quiet one.
Nick: I usually am quiet. So, you’re a penis doctor huh?
Me: OMG, you remember that part of the conversation. Well, I gave some pointers to your girlfriend, you might enjoy it tomorrow, who knows!
Nick: But seriously? You are a penis doctor?
Me: I was. I am no longer a Urologist. I’m a teacher now.
Nick: Urologist. Gotta remember that word. You must know a lot more shit about dicks than I do, and I have one.
Me: (While sitting down on the floor)I pretty much know everything there is to know, from the tip to the base. Balls and shaft, that’s me!
Nick: So what would you do all day in your office? Just touch guys?
Me: Seriously Nick? C’mon! I did routine exams, looked at warts, gave prescriptions for erectile dysfunction, and I’d also perform prostate cancer screening. And before you ask, yes I had gloves on.
Nick: (gulp) Oh.
Me: What? Not what you’d expect right?
Nick: Huh, yeah.
Me: No sexy uniform, no jacking off clients, no rubbing, no grabbing, no blow jobs, no…
And with swift move, Nick pinned me to the ground by the shoulders and kissed me. We’re not talking junior prom kiss. We’re talking mouth wide open senior prom kiss. As soon as his lips touched mine, his tongue forged its way in. I let him deepened the kiss, as if possible, for a good 30 seconds his 3 day beard scratching my skin, his hands firm on my 2 shoulders. I let him do it because my-my, wow…But then regained my senses and pushed him off me. Not that I didn’t like it, but he was taken. Even if I needed the attention, he was somebody else’s.
Me: Are you insane? Your girlfriend is in her room sleeping and your gorilla is probably waiting by my door for you to get out. He knows you’re here, right? Oh my god, did you tell Lauren you were coming here?
Nick: Woa, relax. Lauren is sleeping and Mike is gone.
He motioned to kiss me again but as soon as his lips brushed against mine, I said:
Me: Wait, why are you doing this? You have a great girl in bed waiting to show you what I told her. Hey why aren’t you sharing a room?
Nick: How about YOU show me. I want to know from the master of dicks!
Me: Gosh, sounds like I’m a porn star
Nick: Well you have the boobs to go along with it…
Me: (slapping Nick on the arm) What?! You heard that too?
Nick: Yeah, I heard all about your wonderful C+ cups. How they’ve never been touched, fondled, taken proper care of…
And he kissed me again, tongue and all. Nothing sweet about that kiss, it was pushy, hungry. I was still pinned to the ground, but this time, his left hand was not on my shoulder; it was trying to undo the clasp behind my neck to have full access to my boobs I guess. I was still a little bit tipsy, but well aware of my every move. It felt soooo good to be touched and kissed after nearly 5 months of non-existent sex.
Me: Nick wait
Nick: (about an inch from my face, his nose touching mine) wait what?
Me: What’s this?
Nick: Huh, two adults having fun?
Me: Yeah, but I don’t have a hot girlfriend waiting in my bed
Nick: You don’t?
Me: Nick! Seriously, why?
Nick: Shhhhh, questions come later. Now let’s look at what we have here
And the top of my dress went down on my stomach. I felt naked. But not just naked, naked-naked while he looked at my breasts.
Nick: (with a blank stare on his face) Oh my god. Those are, huh, wow
Me: what?
Nick: No way these are C+ cups. My hands are meant for D cups and yours, I can tell, fit my hands perfectly.
Me: What? I got ripped off then, I asked for Cs
Nick: Ds are even better. How can he dump you !
Me: Well, he wanted me to get bigger boobs and I did, but it was a surprise, he doesn’t know about them…I don’t think he will either
Nick: Hey, no…I didn’t mean it like that…Don’t be sad. I’m here aren’t I ? So he never got to see them, big deal. I’M here, you’re here and it’s all that matters right now okay?
Me: Why are you doing this?
Nick: I told you, questions after!
And he kissed me again. This time, his tongue ran along my teeth and literally went down my throat. I had difficulty catching my breath; his kisses were invigorating and full of passion. I didn’t care if he was taken anymore, if he was pretending I was someone else, I didn’t care. I hadn’t had sex in 4 almost 5 months and my body needed a big ‘O’. He sat up, leaving me exposed in front of him and asked me if it was okay to touch them. ‘Sure, but go easy on me. I haven’t touched them myself, so I don’t know how healed they are or if the scar is fine’. He said ‘hey, I’ve done this before’ and laughed. He slowly caressed both of them at the same time. I had a tingly feeling in between my legs. Oh my, it felt so good to be touched. He slightly brushed against my nipples and I thought I was gonna lose it. ‘I love tiny nipples on big boobs’ he said while lowering his mouth to one of them. I let out a groan when his cold tongue flicked against my hardened bud. My back arched and I grabbed his hair not-so-gently. ‘Hey! ‘ he said. ‘I haven’t been touched in 4 months Nick, I can’t help it. I’m sorry’ I managed to get out in between breaths. He gave the same treatment to my right one, taking his time. His mouth met mine in an amazingly long kiss, his eyes never leaving mine. I had never been kissed with eyes wide open. It’s weird. His right hand helped me up so we were both sitting up. He removed his t-shirt and tossed is aside. He placed both his hands on my boobs and said between kisses ‘told you they were D cups’. Nick tried to lower my dress further down, but it was stuck at my waist.
Nick: You have got to help me here Hannah
Me: Are we seriously doing this? Don’t want you to get in trouble because of me Nick
Nick: Hey, it’s all good okay? I told you, I’m fine. Now let’s get that pretty dress off you
Me: Not before you take those shorts off
My hands went to the button of his shorts and I felt some resistance. I undid the zipper and tried to pull the shorts down but his hands grabbed mine.
Nick: Wait
Me: Why? I can stop if you want
Nick: No, that’s not it.
Me: O-kay…
Nick: You’re the expect and it’s just that, well, it’s just weird that you’re, well, a dick doct- urologist, and you’ve seen so many and touched so many. I’m not 15, I can hold it, believe me, but it’ll probably be very different than what I’m huh, used to and if I can’t …well…last, please don’t laugh okay?
Me: Laugh? Why? I won’t be any different
I finally managed to get his shorts down. No boxers/briefs, nothing! Commando! I slightly brushed against the skin above his dick and he groan loudly.
Nick: Wha-whaaaat was that?
Me: You have nerves there and they are very sensitive. Like those ones right here
Nick: Yeah, shit…I feel it.
Me: And if I squeeze here and hold it right there…
Nick: (lifting his butt off the ground) Fuck! oh my god!
Me: One last thing
Nick: Hannah, don’t give me all the details, just do it and don’t stop in between to explain. Questions come later, and explanations might too.
I grabbed his balls with one hand, while squeezing the head (already covered with pre-cum) and the urethra, as if trying to put my finger in and Nick started shaking, eyes rolling back in his head and he came over my hands.
Me: Oh-Kay…
Nick: (trying to catch his breath and looking down at his own ‘mess’)I huh, I’m sorry. What the hell was that?
Me: Questions later !
I grabbed the sheet off of Judy’s bed to wipe my hands and his lenght clean. He was still in shock and just laughed at his poor performance.
Nick: I feel like an idiot, really. But a very happy idiot! Hey, what’s that over there? Sour Puss? I need a shoot of that.
Nick grabbed the bottle, not bothering to take a glass and lifted it to his mouth. He must of drank at least one forth of the bottle. He handed it to me and I took a big sip. He came closer and kissed me. No tongue this time. A raspberry kiss. He gently pulled me closer to him and we walked to the bed. Mine, I think. I lowered my dress to my feet and tossed it aside. I laid on my back and he was holding his weight on his right elbow, his left hand softly brushing against the scar, visible from that angle.
Nick: Healed up fine
Me: How do you know?
Nick: Lauren got hers done and was not allowed near her for months. Doctor’s order.
Me: Funny you should bring her up now, considering…
Nick: (smiling) Hey, we’re good, okay?
Nick suddently had a puzzled look on his face, as if he was trying to solve some algebra problem in his head. He was looking up at the ceiling, mumbling something. Still, his hand was massaging my right breast.
Me: What’s up
Nick: Birth Control?
Me: Huh, I hadn’t planned on hooking up with anyone since I was a girlfriend up until a few hours ago, so I don’t have condoms
Nick: Shit, me neither. They’re in my carry-on.
Me: Well, I’ve got my best pal Mirena with me here
Nick: Who’s that?
Me: (laughing) intrauterine device
Nick : I’m sorry, what?
Me : Intrauterine device, placed inside my uterus so I don’t get pregnant. Semi-permanent birth control Nick!
Nick: This is what I deserve for hooking up with some brainiac chic! So we’re good then, right?
He went down, kissing me, still resting his weight on his right arm. His hand went from massaging my breast to my inner thighs. I moaned against his lips, loving the feeling.
Me: Nick, birth control is one thing. How do I know you’re clean?
Nick: (eyes closed, still kissing me)I took a shower this mor..Oh! I get it. Clean-clean.
Me: Yeah, clean-clean
Nick: (looking at me) Does Lauren have a third eye? No! So I’m good. Got tested last July.
Me: Hmm. That was 5 months ago still
Nick: (Pretending to be offended)Hey! How do I know you’re clean?
Me: Havent been tested in 3 years, but have only had one partner since and I’m good. Plus, I know how to recognise a STD, I’ve treated quite a few.
Nick nodded in agreement and kissed down my neck. His hand, still between my legs found its way to my core, gently rubbing. I chuckled when the first finger went in.
Nick: Gosh, you’re so wet
Me: Don’t flatter yourself, I haven’t been touched in 5 months
Then a second finger went in and thumb brush against my clit. I wanted to last but felt like I was about to give in. His lips sucking on my nipples and his fingers inside of me did just that. Not even 5 minutes had gone by since the insertion of the first finger that I was covered in tiny beads of sweat, my legs shaking a bit.
Me: Nick, I…
I didn’t have time to finish what I was about to say that he had entered me and was going in and out as fast as he could, giving it to me hard. I felt my breast move a little, up and down. He bit down on one of my nipples, making me crazy and warm inside. I grabbed his ass trying to push him even further inside. None of us spoke; I guess we both felt it would have been inappropriate to scream out each other’s names (or him screaming out Lauren, and me Jeff). That’s probably what made it so nice. Nick had this serious gaze, trying to concentrate on his moves and I tried to meet each thrust with my hips. I decided to take over, feeling his gaze upon me slightly uncomfortable. In one quick move, I was straddling him, feeling his length as if it were bigger in this position. His hands instinctively found their way to my breasts and he tried to sit up to suck on one. Which he did successfully. I must say, it felt awesome. I was about to loose my mind as he bucked his hips, sending an extra inch of his manhood inside of me. My mouth was hungry for his. He sucked on my bottom lip and then let his nose rub against mine.
Nick: I like you tiny little nose
Since I knew how to control the muscles in my lower abdomen, I contracted them and he felt it, I could tell. He grabbed my left boob and let out a groan and closed his eyes and came.
Nick: Shhhhhhit….that was awesome…hmmph….how’d..you do that…
And he laid back on the bed, without pulling out. I was a little bit disappointed, for I hadn’t come and he seemed to be done. He opened his eyes, still in a daze and his thumb found my clit.
Me: Nick, if you really want me to come, I’ll give you some pointers…
He pulled out and listened to my instructions. Within seconds, I had come too. Nothing spectacular, but nevertheless needed. I just sat there, on him (he had pulled out) afraid to move; I didn’t want his juice and mine to come flowing out. He stroked my back, patted my hair and pinched a nipple.
Nick: I like that you know what to do to get off.
Me: I just needed to come fast. I don’t usually let the guy know how to get me off, it ruins it for him. Hurts his ego!
Nick: well, at least you know!
Me: (removing a strand of hair from my sweaty face) Yeah.
Nick fell asleep and I got up to take a quicky shower. I felt sticky and I didn’t like the ‘I just had sex’ scent on my skin. When I came out of the shower, a butt naked, sleepy Nick was sprawled on my bed. Or Judy’s. Got dressed in my (yes, skanky) PJs and sat on the tiny little sofa and stared at Nick. Thought about the situation, how weird it had been that I had met his girlfriend, got along with her and yes, you know it, fucked her boyfriend. I glaced at my iPhone and saw that it was close to 5 o’clock. The sun would rise soon enough and I had to get rid of Nick before Judy came back. I dreaded every footstep I heard coming from the hallway. Was even trying to rehearse some dialogue I could be having with Judy, should she find Nick in here.
Our cabin phone rang. It was Judy. Saying she had lost –yet again- her room key and that she’d be here in about 10 minutes. Shit. 10 minutes to get Nick up and dressed, and out of my room. I opened my cabin door, but Mike (it was Mike, wasn’t it?) wasn’t in sight. Shit shit shit, I thought.
I walked towards the bed and Nick turned around, mumbled something in his sleep. I tried waking him up, calling his name, pating his hair gently but nothing worked; I had to pinch a butt cheek to get him to get up.
Nick: Hey…Mind if I crash here for the night?
Me: Nick, it’s almost 5. You have got to call your beefcake and get back to your room before Lauren finds out.
Nick: 5 am? Nah, she likes to sleep in. She’s in her room and probably thinks I’m in mine.
Me: Oh ok. So I lied. Nick, get out before my roommate comes back and sends dirty notes to PerezHilton.com or National Enquirer. She’s a talker…
Not even 30 seconds after my last comment, Nick was up, shorts and t-shirt on. He borrowed (without my consent) my toothbrush and peed.
Me: Mind closing the door?
Nick: You used to see asses.
Nick came my way, grabbed me by my shoulders and planted a not-so-gentle peck on my lips and said ‘That was awesome’.
Me: You should call your bodyguard.
Nick: Why would I do that, I’m 4 doors down.
Me: Say that again? I thought you had your own floor!
Nick: We do actually. A glitch in the system probably got you this room, as well as 2 others who have no clue we’re here.
Me: well, that was fun and all, but get out before Judy gets here.
So Nick left, after another series of kisses and wished me a safe flight home as well as a loooooong discussion with Jeff once I’m home. It was day 2 of the Cruise and I knew I’d be staying in my room, too ashamed to see Lauren again and/or Nick for that matter.
Judy went to the concert that night, went to the Q&A as well as other scheduled-events while I faked a stomach virus. I ventured out and bought myself a couple of books (for which I way overpaid…) and couldn’t stop smiling.
Judy doesn’t need to know, right?
