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LA Aces – Chapter 4: Cum-uppance
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When I woke up the next morning, it was as if nothing had changed from the night before. Renee was still in my arms, sound asleep. I watched her for a while; her nose scrunched up a little when she breathed in. I found it unbelievably cute. I remember wishing that time could stand still, that I could just lie there and hold her forever.
As time passed, my thoughts wandered. I thought about Las Vegas, and realized that I hadn't touched a card in over a week. I also hadn't lost any money, so it wasn't all bad. I thought about Sonny; he had been understanding when I told him I was leaving, and I hoped he had found someone to share the rent who wouldn't drive him up the wall. And, even though I had another beautiful woman in my arms and I probably shouldn't have, I thought about Katharine.
She had robbed me blind, seduced me, brought me out to LA, introduced me to the girl whose hair I was currently twirling, and told me she loved me. And I had repaid her by sleeping with another woman. I should have felt terrible about myself, should have wanted to crawl in a hole and die, should have felt some kind of remorse...but I didn't.
She had always been in charge; everything we did was set up just the way she wanted it. She had pulled me out of the nightclub, she had shown up at my apartment, she asked me to come to Los Angeles, she had decided that we would drive, she had put on the maid get-up, she had brought Renee to the pool, she had picked the perfect moment to get us away from each other...up until last night, I hadn't made a decision for myself since I met her. She didn't love me; she loved herself, and being in control.
Before I could get too angry, I was brought back to reality by the pleasant sensation of Renee rubbing her leg against mine. I looked down to see her stirring; she opened her eyes and smiled at me. She kissed me gently. Somehow, even her morning breath tasted good.
"Morning," She said, sleepily.
"Good morning," I responded, kissing her on the forehead.
"What time is it?"
"I haven't a clue." We fell silent for a moment, milking as much of the moment as we could, before Renee spoke again.
"We need to get up."
"Why?" Despite the many obvious reasons we couldn't, I was still holding onto the hope that neither one of us would have to move for the rest of time.
Renee let out a moan that told me she wanted the same thing, but also recognized that it wasn't going to happen. "Well, you need to deal with your girlfriend...but first you have to join me in the shower." Few things were going to get me out of bed; that was one of them. We disentangled ourselves, and headed for the shower. I watched Renee's bare ass as she walked; she tossed in an extra wiggle for my benefit. She turned on the water, then turned around to face me. "Gotta wait for it to warm up," She said, smiling as she pulled me into a kiss.
Renee pushed me against the sink as she kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth. Her hands moved down my body and squeezed my ass; I hoped I wouldn't have to break the mood by telling her I didn't like what she did with her finger yesterday. Fortunately she was just interested in rubbing and squeezing, and her hands eventually moved around to my front.
Her kiss was already getting me hard, and the feel of her soft hands on my cock made me even harder. She started to jack me, slowly, letting me savor the feeling of her hand wrapped around my member. She broke the kiss, looking at me with innocent eyes.
"You like that?"
I smiled and nodded. "Mmm, I do."
"Good." She smiled as well. "But I think you'll like this even better." Still holding my cock in her hand, Renee slowly sank to her knees on the tile in front of me. The shower must have been warm by now, but once I felt her tongue on my balls that thought was out of my mind for good. She delicately licked them, the tip of her tongue barely touching my sack as she did.
I ran my fingers through her gorgeous red hair, watching her work on my cock and balls. As she took one testicle into her mouth, she tightened her grip around my shaft. She closed her eyes and moaned, humming on my ball and jacking me faster. The vibrations were incredible, traveling up my spine and making my entire body tingle. She pulled off of my sack with an audible pop and took the other ball into her mouth, giving it a similar moan.
She kept alternating, popping back and forth, all while maintaining her incredible handjob. I felt my orgasm building in my balls, and tightened my grip on her hair. She responded by tightening her hand around my cock, bringing me closer.
"Oh God, Renee," I moaned, "I'm gonna cum soon."
She popped off of my balls again. "Cum on my face," She said, jacking me faster. "I want your hot cum on my face and in my hair!" I held on as long as I could, but in the end it was a losing battle. I groaned loudly as I came, my hot load landing on Renee's freckled face and in her flaming hair. I smiled as I watched her scoop my cum up and lick it off her fingers.
By now, the room had filled with steam, and we decided that the water was hot enough. Renee kissed me as we got in; I wondered if she was always this frisky in the morning. I grabbed a bar of soap and started to rub it along her back, right at the spot where the water was hitting her.
I pulled the showerhead out of its holster, directing the water into Renee's hair. I figured that, sexy as it was, it probably wouldn't do for her to go through life with my cum in her hair. Her lips parted from mine, and she began to kiss my shoulder. Once in a while, she would slip in a playful little bite; I told her that as long as I didn't bleed to death, she could do that for as long as she liked.
Satisfied that her hair was thoroughly rinsed and soaked, I dropped the showerhead and turned my attention back to the soap. I ran it down her back, then over the delicious curves of her ass cheeks. I lingered, rubbing them; ever since the grocery store I had thought about her ass.
God, was it really only yesterday morning? Right about this time, even, that I had been running errands for Katharine and seen Renee in the store, completely oblivious to who she was? It felt like years...decades...forever. I looked down at her, and our eyes met. What I was about to say was crazy and stupid, but I knew in my heart that it was right.
"I –"
"You want to fuck my ass?"
That threw me off my guard. "What? No, I –"
Renee raised her eyebrow. "You
don't
want to fuck my ass."
