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*quot;I can't believe I agreed to this,*quot; Blair hissed into Porter's ear as he led her through the giant ballroom. They were passing dozens of people on their way to the bar. Every so often Porter would recognize someone and stop and chat. If it was an in-depth the conversation, Porter would introduce Blair to the person he was speaking with. If not, she'd just stand there and politely smile until they finished. It was getting exhausting.
*quot;Relax, hon, it'll be fine,*quot; he replied casually. Blair rolled her eyes. Porter had asked her to be his date to his brother's wedding after some particularly mind-blowing sex, so of course she'd said yes. At the time, the idea of dressing up, drinking, and staying over at a fancy hotel seemed sexy and romantic. Now, Blair was quickly realizing it just meant socializing with a ton of people she didn't know...including Porter's family. Every time she met someone, she'd be introduced as simply *quot;Blair.*quot; Not *quot;my girlfriend.*quot; Just *quot;Blair.*quot; And it was starting to piss her off. Blair still had no idea what her and Porter's relationship was, and it was making her insane.
*quot;I need vodka. And lots of it,*quot; Blair said as they waited in line for the bar. Porter looked at her and brought his hand to her cheek.
*quot;Have I told you how gorgeous you look?*quot;
*quot;Yeah,*quot; Blair said. *quot;But you can say it again if you want.*quot;
*quot;You look gorgeous.*quot; Porter planted a soft kiss on her lips. *quot;And I'm gonna make tonight all worth it the minute we get up to the suite I booked.*quot; Blair opened her mouth to say something dirty but was interrupted by an older woman who was barreling towards them.
*quot;Grant! There you are!*quot; The woman grabbed Porter's face and kissed his cheek. She stepped back and straightened his tie as she looked him up and down.
*quot;Hi, ma,*quot; Porter replied with a smile. Blair's heart immediately started racing. She was so not prepared to meet his mother.
*quot;Don't you look handsome,*quot; she said. Porter's mom turned suddenly and her eyes focused on Blair.
*quot;Ma, this is Blair,*quot; Porter said, clearing his throat. *quot;Blair, this is my mom, Charlotte.*quot;
*quot;Hi,*quot; Blair said with a nervous little wave. Charlotte ignored the wave and went straight for a bone-crushing hug.
*quot;Aren't you a pretty thing,*quot; she said, stepping back. Charlotte inspected Blair just like she had her son. *quot;Though a little young. How old are you, dear?*quot;
*quot;Uh, twenty-eight,*quot; she replied, feeling her face flush.
*quot;Grant!*quot; Charlotte whacked Porter on the arm with her clutch.
*quot;What?*quot; He asked with a sheepish grin.
*quot;You should be dating women your own age,*quot; Charlotte replied.
*quot;Think of it this way,*quot; Porter replied, unbothered by his mother. *quot;Maybe you'll get some grandchildren from me after all.*quot; Charlotte's scowl disappeared and her eyes lit up.
*quot;Really?*quot; She spun to face Blair. *quot;Are you two talking about children?*quot;
*quot;Uh...*quot; Blair shot a baffled look back to Porter, eyes screaming for help.
*quot;Because at Grant's age, you really should have them as soon as possible. We're fine with babies out of wedlock in this family.*quot;
Blair stared at Charlotte, genuinely speechless.
*quot;Alright, ma,*quot; Porter said, eryaman escort bayan putting an arm around Blair's shoulder and steering her away. *quot;We have to find Mark. We'll see you later.*quot;
*quot;I will never give you another blowjob again,*quot; Blair whispered as they made their way away from his mother.
*quot;Come on, hon, let's not be dramatic...*quot;
Blair spent the rest of the evening in a bad mood, drinking vodka tonics. By the time she and Porter made their way up to their room, she wasn't feeling sexy at all. She wanted to go to sleep and forget this night ever happened.
*quot;Look,*quot; Porter said, not picking up on her mood. *quot;There's a giant tub. Definitely big enough for two. And I can order up some champagne...*quot;
*quot;I'm tired.*quot; Blair slipped off her shoes and took off her earrings. She wordlessly took her pajamas out of her suitcase, keeping her back to Porter.
*quot;Wait. Are you still mad about what happened with my mom? Obviously I wasn't being serious about the kids.*quot; Blair sighed and turned to face him.
*quot;I'm mad because your mom thinks I'm going to start popping out your babies, when I don't even know what the hell we are. What are we doing? What do I call you? Boyfriend? Fuck buddy? Boss?*quot; Blair suddenly felt the urge to cry.
*quot;Whoa.*quot; Porter walked over to Blair and grabbed her by the shoulders. *quot;Hey, don't get upset.*quot; Porter looked genuinely baffled by her watery eyes. *quot;Blair, if this was bothering you, why didn't you just ask me?*quot;
*quot;I didn't want to freak you out,*quot; Blair said, sniffling. *quot;You should see your face right now. You're freaked out.*quot; Porter sighed and pulled Blair towards the bed. They both sat down on the edge.
*quot;I'm gonna ask you some questions,*quot; he started. *quot;And be honest, okay?*quot; Blair nodded.
*quot;Are you having sex with other people?*quot;
*quot;No.*quot;
*quot;Do you want to have sex with other people?*quot;
*quot;No.*quot;
*quot;Do you have feelings for me?*quot; Blair paused and took a deep breath.
*quot;Yes.*quot;
*quot;Well, guess what?*quot; Porter asked. *quot;All my answers are the same, too. I think that means you're my girlfriend, hon.*quot;
*quot;Oh,*quot; Blair said. He said it so matter-of-factly, like she should've known all along.
*quot;Honestly, Blair, I assumed we were on the same page,*quot; Porter continued. *quot;I mean, I wouldn't have asked you here tonight otherwise. A family wedding is kind of a big deal.*quot;
*quot;Well, I feel stupid now,*quot; she said.
*quot;Don't.*quot; Porter leaned in and kissed her. *quot;You still tired?*quot;
*quot;No.*quot; Blair hiked up her dress and straddled Porter. *quot;Besides, you heard your mom. We have to start making babies as soon as possible.*quot; Porter laughed and kissed Blair again, his tongue pushing into her mouth. His hands quickly found the zipper on the back of her dress. Blair started unbuttoning Porter's shirt while grinding on his lap. She could feel him getting hard beneath her. Porter was doing his best to get Blair's dress off without breaking their kiss, but he was having trouble getting the snug material down past her breasts.
*quot;Why don't you run a bath and I'll get out of this dress?*quot; Blair whispered into his ear.
*quot;Deal,*quot; Porter said. He planted a few kisses on Blair's throat before etimesgut escort lifting her off of him. Blair waited until she heard Porter turn on the faucet before she stood and stepped out of her dress. She had on a sexy black bra and thong she'd wanted Porter to see, but Blair decided to head into the bathroom fully naked.
Porter's back was to the doorway when Blair entered. She watched him feel the water and adjust the knob, then dump some bubble bath into the tub. In seconds the huge soaker was filled with bubbly water.
*quot;You have too many clothes on,*quot; Blair said. Porter turned around and his eyes immediately darted up and down, hungrily taking in Blair's body. He continued to silently stare as Blair climbed into the tub. The water was the perfect temperature, and Blair closed her eyes and sighed as she sat down in the tub. The water level came up to her breasts, and Blair sat up so her nipples were uncovered. The sudden change in temperature made them harden immediately.
*quot;What are you waiting for?*quot; Blair asked Porter, who was still transfixed by her breasts. Porter didn't need any more encouragement. He shed his clothes in ten seconds flat and climbed into the giant tub with Blair, sitting on the opposite side. She moved across the tub and sat back on Porter's lap, overtly aware of his giant erection pressing against her stomach.
Porter grabbed the bubble bath and poured some onto Blair's chest. He started lathering up her up, squeezing her tits and rolling her nipples between his fingers. Blair put her arms around his neck and closed her eyes, letting Porter play for a while. Blair was so relaxed she barely noticed when Porter's slippery hands moved down her body. He rubbed her clit for a few seconds, eliciting some moans from Blair. But without warning, Porter's fingers moved past the entrance of pussy, and his index finger was pressing against Blair's asshole.
*quot;Uhhhhh!*quot; Blair gasped in surprise and every muscle in her body tensed up.
*quot;Hey, just relax, hon,*quot; Porter whispered into her ear, slowing pushing his finger in deeper. Blair gritted her teeth as he did so. It didn't hurt, but it was an uncomfortable, foreign feeling. She'd never let any man near her ass before.
*quot;What do you think you're doing?*quot; Blair asked after Porter's finger was knuckle-deep inside her.
*quot;I think tonight's the perfect night to try this,*quot; Porter said. *quot;We're all wet and slippery and relaxed...it won't be that bad, I promise.*quot; He kissed Blair's neck and slowly started moving his finger in and out of her ass. Blair rolled her eyes. It was always only a matter of time until men requested anal.
*quot;Was that your plan for tonight?*quot; Blair asked. *quot;Tell me I'm your girlfriend and get me to spread my cheeks for you?*quot;
*quot;I wouldn't call it a 'plan'...*quot; Porter said with a grin. *quot;What do you think?*quot;
*quot;There's no way in hell,*quot; Blair responded. Before Porter could protest, she lifted her hips and sank down onto his hard dick. Porter inhaled sharply, not having expected it. Blair smirked. He wasn't the only one who could take charge.
*quot;Is my pussy not good enough for you anymore?*quot; escort elvankent Blair pouted at Porter as she bounced up and down, the water sloshing over the sides of the tub with every movement. *quot;Maybe we should just end things now.*quot;
*quot;Okay, hon, you've made your point,*quot; Porter grunted. He was perfectly still as Blair continued to fuck him, on a mission to make him finish as soon as possible and put an end to this anal conversation. Porter's finger was still in her ass, and Blair had gotten used to the sensation. As much as she hated to admit it, it was seriously turning her on to be penetrated this way. She felt an orgasm building, and Blair started to furiously grind against Porter's lap. The wave of pleasure hit her, and Blair collapsed against Porter's chest as her walls clenched around his dick. Between the powerful orgasm and the hot water, Blair felt light-headed...and didn't realize Porter hadn't cum with her.
She heard him chuckle at her current state, and before she could think to react, Porter flipped them over so he was on top. He spun Blair's limp body around so her back was to him. Porter had Blair on her knees, pressed up against the side of the tub. He was kneeling behind her, too, and Blair felt him slip his dick between her cheeks ? the head right against her asshole.
*quot;Porter, you need to think very carefully about your next move,*quot; Blair warned, unable to keep the nervousness out of her voice. She didn't think Porter would actually go through with it after she'd given him a firm no, but she wasn't positive. The thing was, the idea of Porter forcefully taking her anal virginity both terrified and excited her. But, of course, if he did it, they'd never be able to come back from it. He'd officially cross the consent boundary, and no matter how enjoyable it might end up being ? Blair couldn't forgive that.
*quot;Don't worry, hon,*quot; he said, leaning forward and kissing her neck. He moved his dick back down to her opening. *quot;I can wait until you're ready. Sooner or later you're gonna be begging me to do it.*quot; Blair opened her mouth to insist that wasn't true, but all that came out was a moan as Porter thrust his entire length up into her.
Blair gripped the side of the tub as Porter wrapped his arms around her waist and pounded her pussy. She was unable to move ? completely powerless in his vice-like grip. As Porter continued to slam into her, grunting as he picked up the pace, Blair realized ? in theory ? he could do whatever he wanted to her whenever he wanted. She'd never be able to overpower him. A few minutes ago when he had his dick poised at her ass, there was absolutely nothing stopping him from taking what he wanted. And that thought was exhilarating.
*quot;Harder,*quot; Blair choked out in between his thrusts. Porter repositioned slightly and stood a little taller on his knees, pushing Blair over the edge. She was now hanging over the side of the tub, ass in the air, as Porter continued to fuck her from behind. He slapped her ass twice, and Blair cried out as a second orgasm came over her. All the blood was rushing to her head and she really thought she might pass out this time. With three final powerful strokes, Porter moaned as he filled Blair with cum. When he was done, he clumsily fell back into the tub with a splash, panting. Blair slid back into the now lukewarm water and Porter pulled her towards him.
*quot;Okay,*quot; Porter finally said. *quot;Your pussy is definitely still good enough for me.*quot;