Shiver : 13 Sexy Tales of Humor and Horror - Aurora Belle - Страница 20

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He shakes his head. “No it’s not that.”

I watch the blush move across his cheeks. “It’s just too…revealing.”

I blush too knowing how well-endowed Nathan is. “Oh…that.”

He nods somberly. “I’m pretty sure I’d never hear the end of it from the guys.”

“But doesn’t that make you look even more like a Superhero?” I grin widely.

He kisses the top of my head and sighs. “To you it does.”

I pull away from him and gently nudge him forward. “I want to see. Can you try it on for me?”

“Oh God. Now?” he asks with a horrified look.

“Yes, I insist.”

He lifts off the couch slowly like he’s still trying to figure out how to get out of it. I push him on the ass. “Go on now. I’m waiting.”

I’ve scrolled through my entire Facebook feed before I realize how long this is taking. “Nathan?” I call out.

“Coming.” His voice is very tentative.

When he steps into the living room I frown. “No fair!”

He shrugs. “It’s authentic.” He looks down and unbuttons his white dress shirt one more notch and pulls it open further to expose the Superman S shield on his chest.

I fold my arms over my chest. “You’re not wearing a Clark Kent suit over your uniform, Nathan!”

He gives me a guilty look. “I know — it’s cheating.”

“Is that fair to your guests? If Andy is brave enough to wear spandex tights among his peers you have to be brave too.”

“But I’m pretty sure Andy doesn’t have a package like I do.”

“I’d rather not think about that.” I wave him over. “Here, I want to see.”

With resignation he steps forward and holds his arms up, letting out a sigh. “If you must.”

I start by pushing the jacket off his shoulders and pulling it off. The shirt comes next. But when I trace my fingers along his waistband and start to unzip the fly, I look up at him and see fire in his eyes. I slowly pull his slacks down.

“Oh my,” I whisper before biting my lip. I look up at him with desire in my eyes too.

“The way you’re looking at me is only going to make this worse,” he says gesturing at a situation that is going to test the very spandex stretch limits of his costume.

I look up at him with a guilty smile. “Sorry about that.”

He looks over at my purchases. “Hey, what if I wore one of those things under my costume. Do you have one that’s just the panty area?”

My mouth gapes open. “I do — I got every kind, but won’t that hurt to have your manly parts pushed inward?”

He shrugs. “If you’re willing to suffer for our party I will too. I’m the one that got us into this mess.”

I search through the package and then pull out what he’s looking for. “Okay…here you go. I can’t wait to see this.”

He looks pale and a little scared when he takes the package, but still turns and heads toward the bedroom.

Several minutes pass and there’s no sign of him. Maybe he needs my help. I knock softly on the bedroom door. “You okay in there?”

“I don’t know. This is disturbing.” His voice sounds tight.

“Can I see? I promise to be good.”

“No laughing?”

“I promise.” When he doesn’t respond I slowly push the door open. He’s standing in the corner on the far side of the room.

He slowly lifts his arms up. “I don’t know about this, Brooke.”

“You’re too far away — I can’t see. Come here, handsome.”

I have to press my mouth shut tight as he walks toward me. He’s moving like he has a stick up his ass. I’ve never seen him move so awkwardly.

When he gets close I can’t help clapping my hand over my mouth and gasping. My free hand gestures to his crotch.

“What?” he asks with an alarmed expression.

“Where did it go? How tight was that girdle?”

He brushes the sheen of sweat off his forehead. “It’s not just that. I did that tucking thing that I heard drag queens do. That’s not easy to do. Nathan junior is wedged between my legs and let me tell you, he isn’t happy about it.”

“I bet.” I can’t take my eyes away from the miracle of spandex and tucking.

“What?”

I hold back a giggle. “You look like a eunuch.”

“Gee, thanks. But do you think this will work?”

I shake my head fiercely. “No way. It’s false advertising of the most unflattering kind. Besides you wouldn’t make it through an hour, let alone a whole night.” I sit down on the edge of the bed and reach out to him. “Come here. Let’s set the beast free.”

He waddles over to me and takes a deep breath as I push the blue fabric over his broad shoulders and start peeling downward.

He looks at me with gratitude brimming in his big green eyes. “Oh, thank God.”

When the Superman costume is pushed down past his thighs I run my fingertips over the flesh colored fabric where his cock used to be. “This is so wrong.”

I hear him whimper and look up to see his eyes wedged shut. “Don’t touch me Brooke. You’re getting me all worked up…and it hurts so bad!” He’s taking quick short breath like a pregnant woman in her Lamaze class.

“Okay!” I say as I quickly peel away the tight garment. I have to shove all the fabric down to his ankles before he can part his thighs enough for me to slide my fingers up between his legs.

He starts to moan loudly when I gently take hold of his cock and start to pull it forward to where it’s meant to be. I feel him swell inside my grasp. I tenderly slide my other hand under his balls to set them free as well.

I look up at Nathan and smile. “Better?”

He runs his hand through my hair and lets out a sigh. “So much better.”

“I bet. That was just so wrong in every way.” I keep fondling him, admiring his sheer perfection now that’s he’s rock hard.

The relief in Nathan’s eyes turns into a scorching expression as I continue to stroke him.

I feel inspired to make him feel better after all his suffering. “God, I love doing this.” I kiss the tip of his swollen head.

“I’m so glad you do.” His gazed is fixed on me as I run my tongue along his length. “Oh Brooke,” he whispers when he realizes I’m not going to stop.

I smile inwardly. I’d be smiling outwardly too but it’s pretty much impossible when a cock this size is in your mouth. I slowly circle the head with my tongue while I moan.

He cups his hands over my jaws, his thumbs stroking my cheeks as I suck down his length. He swallows hard. “I love it when you do that…so much.”

I graze my teeth lightly back up his shaft and then work my way back down. I know exactly how to drive him crazy. It doesn’t take much with Nathan, every long lick and trail of kisses, until he’s in my mouth again, unravels him that much more.

He’s glorious with his heated expression and gently rocking hips. He watches my every move and the way his gaze skims over my body suggests that as soon as I’m done he’s going to worship me back. I may have been his first partner to experience mind-blowing sex with but I’m going to make sure I’m also his last.

I show him with every swirl of the tongue and sexy moan how much I love pleasuring him. When I take him in deep he throws his head back and passionately surrenders with a Superhero worthy climax.

After he floats back down to earth, he struggles to catch his breath. As he pulls me into his arms, I give him a warning. “Never again hide yourself from me.”

He gives me a lazy, satiated smile, and shakes his head slowly. “Never.”

Morgan eyes me skeptically as she holds up the bodysuit. “Are you sure about this?”

I chew on my thumbnail as I examine the garment. Now that it’s out of the package it looks even smaller than I imagined. “I think I’m sure.”

She waves the spandex suit at me. “This looks like supermodel sized…not…”

I wag my finger at her. “Don’t call me chubby or there will be consequences.”

“Nah, I was going to say real-woman-sized, Brooke. I swear.”

“Thank you for that. But there’s got to be a way to get this on, right? I mean they wouldn’t be selling so many otherwise.”

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