Close your left eye. Look down the sights on the top of the gun. Center the front sight with the rear one.
Put your finger on the trigger.
Take a deep breath and hold it.
Squeeze the trigger slowly as you exhale.
Don’t jerk it.
Squeeze with a slow and steady pressure.
Aim for the center of the chest. Don’t aim for the head or you’ll miss. Go for center mass. Center mass.
Bang.
Rinse and repeat.
You have six bullets. Don’t waste them.
I looked at the woman in the mirror who was holding the gun. I asked her, “Can you do this? Can you really kill someone?” She told me to open the door and see.
“You fall in?” Rick called from the bedroom.
I looked at the woman again. She didn’t say a word.
RICK
I lay on her bed, stroking my cock to keep it hard, waiting on Sandy to emerge from the bathroom. I was starting to think that maybe she had passed out or had changed her mind when the bathroom door opened and she stepped out.
“I was starting to get worried about you,” I said. I frowned at her because she still had her clothes on. Maybe she was going to do a little strip tease, not that I needed it. I was ready to pop. If she didn’t get on my cock soon I was gonna blow like a geyser. I looked into her eyes. She had a strange, far-away look on her face. Maybe she was drunker than I thought. Then I saw the gun in her right hand.
“What’s that for?” I asked, playing it cool. I just kept stroking my cock and smiling at her. I wasn’t too alarmed. Believe it or not, it wasn’t the first time a bitch had walked in on me carrying a gun.
She held out the gun at her waist and frowned as if she had just realized that she was carrying it. She moved to the side of the bed. Her eyes never left mine. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought that she was going to shoot me.
She gave her head a little shake, then leaned down and pulled out the nightstand drawer. She set the gun in the drawer and slid it shut.
“I want you to fuck me, Rick,” she said, tugging her t-shirt over her head. “I want you to fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before.”
“I can do that,” I said. “Get those fucking clothes off and get your sweet ass over here.”
She was wearing a black lacy bra that barely contained her big tits. She unhooked the bra and let it slide down her arms. Her tits seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Her globes hung large and milky white on her chest, with dark areolas and plump, pink nipples that made me lick my lips.
She kicked off her boots and shimmied out of the tight jeans. Her hips were full. A neatly-trimmed vee of blond curls directed my gaze to her cunt. Her clit hood was long and thick between her thighs. I couldn’t wait to have it between my teeth.
I told my cock that he’d have to wait a few minutes. I wanted to eat her sweet pussy before I fucked it raw.
I shifted so that I was still on my back with my head hanging off the edge of the bed. I reached over my head for her. She stepped closer and spread her thighs. She straddled her pussy over my mouth and moaned when my tongue found her sweet hole. I put my hands between her legs and spread her pussy lips with my thumbs. I probed her cunt with my tongue, licking from the tip of her clit to the indent of her asshole. Her juices washed over my mouth and cheeks. She tasted tangy, salty, with a hint of strawberry. Like a pussy cocktail. I opened my mouth and pressed it to her cunt, probing her salty hole with the tip of my tongue.
She moaned and leaned forward to reach my cock. As I ate her pussy, she braced her left arm on the bed and took my cock into her right hand. She pumped it, slowly at first, almost gently, like she had didn’t want to hurt me. Gradually, her pumping grew faster.
“Suck my cock,” I said, my mouth still on her pussy. “Wrap your sweet lips around my cock.”
She hummed. I felt hot, wet, lips engulf the head. While she pumped the shaft, she took the head between her lips and sucked on it like a lollipop. She swirled her tongue around the head, then opened her mouth and took me deep inside her. I have a big cock, eleven inches, and no woman has ever been able to take it all in her mouth or her cunt, but Sandy was giving it one hell of a try.
She lowered her mouth over my cock until the head made her gag, then she clamped her lips around the shaft and pulled back slowly, milking every inch.
I felt the heat building in my balls as the orgasm threatened to cum.