Born to Ride_A Clubhouse Collection

chapter 1

Madison

“Jesus, darlin’, you know how to suck, don’t you?” the guy whose cock was currently in my mouth said. His hand was on my head, trying to direct me but I didn’t need it. Like he said, I had talents. I kept on sucking while my hands reached under to massage his balls and he groaned with pleasure.

We were in his bedroom, him leaning against a wall with me on my knees. Two hours ago we’d never met and less than two hours from now would be the last he’d ever see of me. This was perhaps a shame because he was one hot guy; built with muscles that screamed to be touched, ink that begged to be traced and a face that any woman would kill to kiss. But I didn’t do relationships, not anymore.

I stopped sucking his cock and moved my mouth to lay kisses up his stomach as I slowly stood, licking and nipping as I went. He was naked and I really just wanted to devour his body, he was that gorgeous. I made it all the way up to his mouth and was now standing, eye to eye, and I took in his grin and his dancing eyes.

He wrapped his arms around me, gripping my ass, and said, “Darlin’, I’ve gotta get these clothes off you and sink my dick into that wet p-ssy of yours.”

I trailed a finger across his lips and nodded. “Yeah, you do.”

Not needing any further encouragement, he lifted my top over my head and discarded it. He repeated these motions with my bra, jeans and knickers until I was naked too. His eyes slowly roamed my body, taking it all in until they settled on my face and he grinned at me again. “F*ck, how many hours do you dedicate to this body to get it lookin’ this good?”

Reaching out to hook my finger under his chin so that I could pull his mouth to mine, I replied, “I like to f*ck my way to this body, baby, so I’d say not enough hours. I’d definitely like to spend more time on it.”

Our mouths met and an explosion of sensations shot through me as our tongues and lips tangled. He was still leaning up against the wall and had pulled me right into him so that his erection was pressing against my p-ssy, his hands on my ass. I ground myself against him so that his cock was touching my *. Needing more friction there, I reached down and started rubbing myself with his cock. I grabbed his balls with my other hand, rolling them back and forth.

“Talented with your hands as well, I see,” he murmured in between kisses.

I bit his lip softly, and then a little harder. “I’m a woman of many talents.”

He trailed his tongue down my neck and chest until he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it, one hand moving to cup my breast as he did this. I threw my head back and enjoyed the pleasure this gave me; I really was a tit girl and couldn’t get enough of this.

“You like that, darlin’?” he asked, although it wasn’t a question that needed answering. It was obvious that I liked this.

I tangled my fingers in his hair and applied a little pressure to keep his head and mouth in place, on my breast. He was now dividing his attention between both my breasts and can I just say, this was heaven, him sucking on me while I was rubbing his cock against my *.

Eventually he stopped what he was doing and moved his mouth to my ear, nibbling on it and then he breathed out, “I’m gonna f*ck you now. That okay with you?”

“That’s more than okay with me,” I purred. I mean, seriously, what kind of question was that?

He turned us so that I was now the one against the wall and reached his hand down to my p-ssy. I moaned loudly when he pushed two fingers inside me and massaged my walls. “Don’t get me wrong, that feels good, but I need your cock, baby,” I muttered.

He smirked and withdrew his fingers. “Hang on, gotta get a condom,” he said and left me for a minute while he located one. I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard the foil packet and saw him put the condom on. Time was ticking and I was more than ready for an orgasm.

Coming back to me, he bent so that his face was in my p-ssy and I almost screamed out when he licked along my wet folds and let his tongue dip into me. Swirling his tongue inside me, he gripped my ass and massaged in between my cheeks.


My mind was duelling with itself; on one hand it wanted him to continue to tongue f*ck me but on the other hand it really wanted his cock. In the end the desire for cock won and I reached down and pulled his mouth away from my p-ssy. He knew what I wanted and stood up, lifting me as he went. I wrapped my legs around him and my p-ssy clenched in anticipation. Yeah, she knew she was about to strike gold.

His cock hit my entrance and he thrust in, hard and fast. Just how I liked it. My arms were around him and I gripped on to him as he thrust in and out, in and out. The pleasure inside me built as we continued our climb. Silence surrounded us except for the grunts and groans as we fought for our release. His cock was filling me, the friction divine, and when his finger hit my * to massage it, I felt myself go over the edge. I screamed as I came and he grunted in approval. A moment later his body shuddered as he came and then we just clung to each other as waves of pleasure flowed through us.

He lifted his head to look at me, “You done, darlin’?”

I nodded and smiled, “Yeah.”

He let me down and I headed for his bathroom to clean myself up, grabbing my clothes on the way. Neither of us said a word, but really, what was there to say? We’d both gotten what we came here for.

I locked myself in his bathroom and splashed water on my face, enjoying the cold, cleansing sensation. Turning the tap off, I looked in the mirror. My face had that just f*cked flush and my long brunette hair was a tangled mess. The lipstick I had applied before hitting the club was long gone and my makeup was slightly smudged from the sweat. But the thing that stood out the most to me was the dullness I saw in my eyes; the indifference I felt towards life.

The only thing that gave me a buzz anymore was sex, and even that was starting to lose its magic.