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My eyes widened and once again my face was buried into his jacket, trying not to laugh. The poor guy had listened to my sob story without interruptions and here I was trying to keep from laughing from the image of him being limp while attempting to fill a petri dish or whatever the hell they used to collect the sample.

“Yeah, it was pretty pathetic. I thought it was just an off day, but then we kissed… and definitely not an off day,” he lowered his eyes and I followed his gaze down to his lap. A very distinctive shape formed his pants from the inside.

“Oh. Yeah, that’s definitely not an off day,” I whispered, taking in the size of him.

My experience with dicks was almost non-existent. The only experience I had was the dicks I saw in pornos and my battery-operated-boyfriend. However, based on the ones I saw in porn, Gerald definitely felt huge.

Mouth-watering, huge.

CHAPTER FIVE

“Oh. My,” I whispered, trying hard to not stare. However, I couldn’t help but be curious and stare.

“Sorry. I know it isn’t very gentleman-like,” he sighed.

“It’s okay.” My gaze finally lifted to his face. “No worries. It’s natural… Right?”

He nodded and chuckled.

“Still though, I’m a stranger and I’m sure seeing my cock hard for you… I mean--”

I don’t know what came over me, but I kissed him like there was no tomorrow. He grabbed me by my hips and pulled me onto his lap. His hard-on now pressed against my pussy. I needed him. Nineteen years of innocence and I wanted to give it away to Gerald -- a stranger.

He kneaded my ass as our kiss intensified. I moved into his mouth and worked my hips, pressing myself down against his cock.

“Gerald,” I moaned into his mouth.

“Yes, beautiful?” he moaned against my lips.

“I need…” My words dwindled off as I realized what I was about to ask of him. I wanted to ask him to take my innocence. To take my virginity. Right then and there. In the backseat of his car.

It wasn’t how I pictured losing my virginity. I always imagined I’d lose it to my husband. We would lay naked on a fur rug, next to the fire, with the snow falling outside. We’d make slow passionate love.

Never in a million years did I imagine losing my virginity to a stranger; however, there was something about Gerald that called to my body. Called to a primitive side of me. A side of me that needed him deep inside me.

“What do you need from me, beautiful? Do you need my cock?” Gerald asked, slapping my ass hard. I winced and moaned from the painful pleasure. “Tell me what you need, Kaylee,” Gerald ordered, grabbing my ass.

“You,” I whimpered into his mouth.

“Do you want me to fuck you nice and hard?”

Shyness washed over me and I broke our kiss. I buried my face into the crook of his neck.

“What’s wrong? What I’d do?” Gerald asked. I didn’t answer with words. I shook my head. “Look at me, Kaylee.”

Reluctantly, I did as he asked. He held my face tenderly with one of his hands.

“What’s wrong?” he asked softly.

“Um… you didn’t do anything wrong,” I whispered.

“Then what’s wrong?”

“Me,” I admitted with a sigh.

“You?” Gerald asked with an eyebrow raised.

Nerves filled me. My stomach knotted. I felt like I was going to be sick. The moment I told Gerald I was a virgin, I knew he would have the driver pull over and kick me out of the car. Leaving me with no dignity.