This semester should be pretty easy, I thought as I scurried to find a decent parking space. Taking classes to obtain my Master's is fulfilling, although last semester had been quite a stretch. Two nights a week, three hours a night after working a full eight hours a day was becoming quite stressful. My husband, bless his heart, had understood, he always did. Michael was a very lovable man, the main reason I loved, married, and respected him although I daydream occasionally. The fantasies were occurring more often now though. Idle minds, you know. Michael wouldn't have to worry about not spending enough time with me this semester because I was taking only one class.
I found a spot right up front...I was glad I made it on time. I liked to make a good impression, especially the first day of class. As it turns out, I knew the professor, I had him a couple of semesters earlier and he seems to like me. I was sure I could pull an A out of this class. I walk in the lab; there were a couple of people that I recognized from previous classes so took a seat up front. At 32, my eyesight definitely isn't what it used to be. Then again, who wants to sit up front? Oh, there in the 3rd row was the perfect spot. I took a seat and began looking for the class website online.
As I surfed the internet, I noticed a new face walk in the class. Never seen her beforeI thought... I thought I knew everyone in this program. The woman took a seat across the row from me, nearly 4 workstations away. A strange feeling came over me, a feeling of loss, although I clearly had no vested interest in where this woman sat. At any rate, I returned my attention to the virtual online class the professor had created for the students. I turned and heard a soft voice whisper excuse me. Before I could turn, the woman sat down in the workstation next to me, her bookbag and purse thrown on the desk. I'm usually a very confident person, but I smiled and said hello with a coy shyness. The woman responded and returned a smile. Her eyes were light brown, strikingly beautiful. I only looked into them briefly. The woman listened intently as the professor introduced himself and covered the course syllabus.
How did you get into the website?, the woman asked. I whispered directions to allow the woman to view the information needed. I felt good that I could be helpful to this woman who at times seemed unfamiliar with navigating the page. I found that although I was happy the woman sat here, I was unsure and nervous when dealing with her. There was something warm and inviting about this woman who seemed a bit nervous herself. At any rate the class ended and we parted with a smile. Second week of class, I found myself excited to return...I would make a special effort to be nice to this woman. After all, nice never hurt... just keep your cool. I remembered a trick I had tried often on many men... look him in the eyes. Amy (formerly known as the woman) made a sarcastic remark about the professor. I responded with a big laugh. She slid her chair close, to show me an article she found...my heart beat a little faster. Surely she knows that this is uncomfortable I thought...after all, Amy was clearly in that inner circle of space that only those close to a person should invade. Amy seemed unaware of this fact, maybe she is just that type of person, very open, unaware, sensual even. Surely she doesn't know about these things and how they affect a person...or maybe she does.
Between the professor's boring lecture, she made smart remarks, quite funny. I gathered my nerve and during the next exchange, looked Amy directly in those big browns.... She quickly darted her eyes away...then back...then away again. Very confusing . Well, class is ending now...better call Michael to make sure he's ready to leave. I use the phone briefly, noticing that Amy has already left classroom. I pack my things and turn to find that Amy has backtracked...looks as if she needed to use the phone also. I tinker with my briefcase a minute and then decide to leave...but wait...Amy quickly gets off the phone. What's she up to? I wonder. Amy approaches me, making small talk. Although my car is easily accessible from the front entrance, I decide to walk with her the long way, just to entertain myself. I like this woman. It makes me uneasy. Extremely talkative, brown-eyed and a bit spacey, Amy gave off warmth that I could not resist. She's probably this way with everyone, I mean, look how she talks in class. She will have a conversation with just about anybody on just about anything. Naturally outgoing Amy...no need to read anything into that right?
Tuesday night cannot come quick enough. I get to class right on time. Amy's already there talking up a storm. It seems that the professor will be late this time. We have an hour to spare. Amy and I talk about the presentation she needs to give next week. We take time to go outside and talk about our jobs, families and even plans for the future. I like this woman...I'm attracted to her mental energy...physically, I'm attracted also. We talk a lot over the next couple of weeks. Email daily, sometimes discussing work issues, other times just to say hello. I find myself thinking of a reason to talk with her. I notice also, that she asks for advice that's work-related, but she asks for information she could have easily gotten elsewhere. Finally, I get the nerve. I have an idea, I say. Let's get together this weekend to discuss our projects...I'll be fun yet productive! Sure she replies. Do you want to come to my house? I live alone so we should have plenty of peace and quiet That'll be great! How about Saturday? What time? I said Make it around 2:00 unless you have something better to do! Amy suggests.
I show up at her house around 2:30...she seemed so happy to see me. With bookbag on my arm, I said hello to her Persian cat and commented on her beautiful home. Her home was very warm and inviting much like her personality...bright colors and lots of plants and comfortable places to be. She gave me a tour of the house. Here's the den...I spend most of my time here wishing I wasn't single she laughed. Oh Amy, you shouldn't worry about that, with your looks and great personality, you'll find a man without a problem. I commented. Well, I don't know Amy remarked, After all, I'm 30 now...I'll be an old maid soon. I'm happy though, I'd just like to spend time with someone...good friends like you make it easier, but I could also use a little sex! Hey, well...you know...I can't help you there! I blushed. She looked at me with a small grin on her face, coming closer while moving a strand of my hair from my brow. Come on now she purred, her mouth only inches from mine. Are u sure there's nothing you can do? She laughed.
My heart is beating really fast now...I can't believe she is coming on to me. Oh God, don't let me mess this up. I've wanted this woman for weeks now. Take a deep breath, calm down, be cool, think of something sexy. I swallow really hard and look at her. She is just about the sexiest thing on earth at this moment. I regain my composure and decide to call her bluff. Don't play with me woman I whisper in her ear as I lean against her, leveraging myself against the kitchen countertop. You don't know what you're getting yourself into I've known she said while staring into my full mouth. You and I both know you're not here for homework she whispers. I kiss her neck...lightly at first. Then her ear and under her chin. I can smell her, clean, fresh with a slight musk that could only be her body chemistry. As I kiss the top of her chest, just above her breast, I hear her grasp for breath. When I look up into her eyes, I notice her lip trembling slightly. Is this desire or fear? I don't want her to be afraid of this or to feel any pressure. Are you sure you want this. You can tell me to stop at any time Amy. I mean it, Jesus, you're shaking I say, grabbing her hand. I'm sorry she explained. I may be in over my head. I've had fantasies of you and I together but I must confess that I have no idea what I'm doing here Hey, come on now...this is me you're talking to. We are friends no matter what, you know. I want you more than life itself right now but I have no problem doing without this if its best for you or our friendship. Don't be silly Amy replies. I'm a big girl, I can handle it. Just promise me nothing will change between us. I love having you as a friend.
I take her hand and put it around my waist. She hugs me from behind as I lead her to the bed. Millions of thoughts run through my head. I love this woman; I feel so close to her. I want to share myself with her and to reassure her that what I feel for her could never totally manifest itself physically...our physical relationship will only be a symptom of what we truly feel for each other. As she reclines on the bed, I bend over her, gathering her hands above her head. I kiss her small mouth, gently at first, adding my tongue only when invited. My God, the smell of this woman is intoxicating. As I undo her shirt, she looks at me and smiles. I see that she is relaxing now...willing and ready to experience the pleasure I have in store for her. I unbutton her bra to reveal ripe full breasts. I lick her nipple and she responds with a mumbled groan. As I manipulate it with my tongue, I feel the excitement she is obviously giving herself to. I go lower, lower, across her belly. As I remove her pants, I put my lips on her thigh and decide to kiss my way back up to her stomach. When I pass the area around her groin, her body responds...unable to remain still. Muscles tense at the pleasure to come. I decide not to torture her and remove her underwear. Bye I use my hand to lightly touch the hair atop her sweet pussy. A mixture of blonde brown soft hair covering her clit as if to hide the treasure. I use my finger to gently glide over her pussy lips, occasionally slipping inside to feel her wetness. I'm so excited now I must kiss her mouth once more. I give her a long stroking kiss...one meant to show her how serious this was.
This is your last chance baby I breathe into her breasts as I lower myself further. She responds by kissing my mouth, then my breasts with such intensity, I know that she wants exactly what I want. As I part her vaginal lips with my tongue, I decide that she is has the sweetest taste I've ever known. I use my tongue to circle her clit several times while my fingers enter her. Only one finger at first, slowly, gently, moving in and out, feeling her inside. I finally use my full lips to gently grasp her red, swollen, clit and give it a slight tug, touching its tip with the tip of my tongue. As I release her, I use my tongue to lick upwards, from her pussy back up to her clit using a slow swirling motion. I'm so overwhelmed at how giving her pleasure is exciting me. Her hands grasp the bed with white knuckles as she cries out. Oh God...Oh God...what are you doing to me? I knew you would be like this...AAAhhhhhhh.... Oh Baby. Don't stop...please, she cries, barely audible over the sounds of my mouth plunging into her wetness.
She is so wet right now...I use my tongue and lift my head an inch above her pussy. A string of her wetness connects the tip of my tongue to her clitoris. I can sense that this will end soon. I choose to leave her clit and to use my long tongue to enter her. As I slip my tongue into her wetness, she forcefully grabs my hair and pulls, raising herself. What follows is a frantic mesh of my enjoying the very taste and smell of her.At times, she pulls my head into her, as if to devour me within herself and at other times, she tries to push me away, but my hold on her buttocks give her no relief. She cries out in a mixture of agony and pleasure. Finally,she flexes her body and I feel that she is near. I use my fingers to enter her one last time as she screams in pure ecstasy. I feel her walls spasm against my moving fingers, slowly caressing her inside, extending her pleasure. I hate to be crude but what a great fuck she has turned out to be! Her hair clings to her perspiring forehead and dewy wetness cover her entire body. As I move off her, she follows as if attached, pinning me to the bed and straddling me naturally. I'm surprised at her assertiveness although I'm somewhat amused. She giggles a bit as I playfully squeeze her ass, taking time to examine how perfectly her hips lead to her thigh. She's not one of those Ally McBealish chicks, this is a real woman. Strong, yet soft, clean and natural. I could love her if it was allowed.
Not ready to give up control, I decide that my next move's reward would be greater than its risk. You see, she was right...I'd had no intention on working on some project when I arrived today. I playfully buck her off me, in an effort to go into the next room, promising to return with nourishment. I slip on my sweat pants and T-shirt and head into the next room while she is in the bathroom. I grab a Coke and chips from the kitchen and decide that the strap-on hidden in my bag would be her next delight. I carefully put it on, covering it with my sweatpants. Before she emerges from the bathroom, I'm back in bed hiding the surprise I have for her next. She jumps back into bed gleefully thanking me for my help with her problem. My desire is building for this woman as we talk and laugh, eating chips and kissing crumbs from each other's lips. She doesn't even notice the dildo I've attached...I'm waiting for the right approach. I finally get the balls to ask Amy, really, do you trust me? Sure I do...I care about you a lot and I know you care about me she replies. Good because I'm here for you, you know. I know we joke and play a lot but this friendship is very important to me. Even when you find Mr. Right, I want us together. Amy you deserve to be happy...I'll be whatever you need me to be to make that happen I knew I loved you for some reason. I was drawn to you the very first day. That's why I switched my seat in class she whispered as she joined her lips to mine. I need to be with you again she pleaded as she lifted herself above me.
I felt the time was right, struggling to keep a clear head as she gently sucked my nipples. I have something for you I said as I removed the sweatpants, revealing the big life-like dildo I'd brought along with me. Jeez Yoli...u tryin to kill me or something she laughed throatily. Not hardly sweetie. I want to make love to you, not fuck you. I trust you Yoli...you haven't let me down so far. Have your way with me she said with a smile. As I lay her on her back, I continue to kiss and caress her. She gets excited, zealously kissing my arms, my side, and almost any part of me available to her. I use my finger to touch gently inside her pussy...I need to gage whether or not she is ready. My ring finger slides inside her with ease, passing the test. I move the cock into position, taking care to enter her slowly and effortlessly. She stares directly into my eyes, and I carefully watch her expression. I feel her tense a bit, as the long cock rests against her cervix. I whisper in her ear to reassure her. I won't hurt you. I love you baby, I swear Slowly I move in and out of her, making sure that each stroke is long, purposeful, causing her body to writhe and move with my thrusts. Our bodies move in perfect sync and I hold her against me placing my arm in the small of her back, my head buried in her chest. This feeling is so powerful...watching her, knowing that I'm having this effect on her. She can barely respond as I question her, begging to know what she feels. I don't want this to end...its so intense.
I have to break away to shift my position and to keep my sanity. I lift her to me, bracing my arm across her back. She momentarily cries out as the big dick plunges into her because of the new positioning. She's on top now, in full control. She adjusts her position, using her thighs to gage the depth of the tool. I'm sitting up now with my head staring into her chest and she moves wantonly above me. I lick and kiss each breast while she powerfully works toward her orgasm. As the feelings intensify, she wraps her arms around my shoulders, hugging me like a frightened child. I use my hands to support her, holding her steady by her waist as she moves up and down in rhythm. Finally, she pushes against my shoulders, bending herself back, as she surrenders to the deepest of emotions. I hold her tightly as she cries, digging her short nails deep into my back. As the motion subsides, she slowly rocks above me, whimpering and kissing my forehead. I look up to find her eyes full of tears.
Are you all right Amy? I asked with deep concern. I'm more than all right. I can't believe how you make me feel. Oh God, don't let me be a lesbian she jokes. I don't think you're a lesbian, not that there's anything wrong with that. We're friends and we've been intimate. There's nothing to be ashamed of I respond. We lay together exhausted from our tryst. I lay my head on her chest just above her heart. I want to stay here forever, but that's not feasible. I need to get home. I have to go Amy. I've lost track of time. I explain. You can't go now. I've done nothing to satisfy you she replies while caressing my abdomen. I am satisfied...being with you satisfies me. Maybe next time, when we have more time. I can't get enough of you Yoli. Promise me you'll be my friend forever. She says as I slip on my pants and shirt. I tuck my hair behind my ear and lean over her on the bed kissing her mouth gently, then the tip of her
nose.
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hump in the night
Even a job as a research scientist could get boring, although Erica would never have believed that in college. Her mind kept wandering to times when she had been so bored and miserable in high school. The times she had felt like nothing would go right again.
The feeling hadn't exactly returned, but she wanted more excitement. She had seen all kinds of movies and had thought that the "heroes" of the stories had been incredible fools to turn away from romance and fantasy when it had been offered to them. They almost always opted for the ordinary.
She looked out the window. The night was cool but not too cold and the moon was just a sliver from being full. A walk would cheer her up she decided. She pulled on her full length leather coat over her jeans and shirt. She belted it tightly around her waist and breathed in deeply. All those dime store horror books had gotten one thing right; it was definitely possible to taste the night. Erica started walking briskly down her driveway and around the block. As she rounded the corner, she saw him.
He was leaning against the lamppost. His snug leather pants, belted tight around his lean waist, showed off every muscle in his long legs. His loose button up shirt matched his pants; dark deep and black. The kind of black that you could fall into and get lost in. All of a sudden, despite the cool night, Erica felt as if she had too many clothes on. Her jeans that had been so comfortable a minute ago were now too close and itchy. Not too mention damp she thought to herself.
Then he looked toward her and she was able to see his face. The smooth jaw line and high cheekbones; the soft, perfect lips that curled into a smile when he saw her. He turned and started walking. As if he had spoken aloud to her, she heard the words; "Follow me."
She eagerly obeyed them.
His boot heels clicked on the cold pavement as he turned down a darkened alley. Without a moment's hesitation, Erica did the same... and came face to face with him. He reached out and took her face in his hands. Suddenly she knew his name was Annick and he was from France from a town called Lutece. Erica knew she had heard the name of that town before but she couldn't possibly care now. Now all she wanted was this wonderful strange Annick to show her if European men really were better at screwing around than Americans.
Annick slid his hands down her back to her butt and squeezed lightly, pulling her against him. She moaned and looked into his yellow-gold eyes, losing herself in their silver flecks.
Annick pulled her further into the alley and she saw a small door through which he led her. Inside there was almost no light. Annick pulled a lighter from his pocket and started to light the many candles that were scattered all over the room. Erica sat down on the bed that was there and soon it seemed bright as day. Annick lit the last candle and turned toward her.
There was an animal's need in his gilded eyes as he crawled across the mattress like a panther stalking it's prey. He pulled off her boots as he reached her feet. Pushing her coat aside, his hands slid slowly up the inside of her legs to her crotch and up the line of buttons that fastened her jeans. Straddling her legs, he unbelted the coat and opened it. He then moved down again and began to pull at the button of her jeans with his teeth. One by one they came undone and Erica reached down to run her fingers through his fire red hair. He looked up at her and her scientist's eyes noted the unusual fact that he had no freckles like a redhead should have had.
She grinned at him and pulled her arms out of the sleeves of her coat as Annick got her jeans and pants out of the way with an easy tug. Leaning forward, she put her arms around his waist and pulled him up against her. Rubbing her hips against his she pulled his shirt back off his shoulders and began to kiss and run her tongue over the smooth pale skin and then up the side of his neck to underneath his chin.
She smiled as he leaned his head back moaning. He sounded like the animal he had looked like. Then she gasped. His canine teeth were extending down into two inch fangs. The heat between her legs increased as she realized what he was and she rubbed her thighs up against the insides of his. He had bent backward almost double over her arms and now he flipped back up and tackled her to the bed with inhuman speed. He's used to a fight, Erica thought.
She grinned and took him off guard by tightly encircling his waist with her legs. His golden eyes, now tinged with red, looked at her in wonder then his smile broadened again and he leaned down to her stomach. As he unbuttoned her shirt he let his tongue trace a slippery wet path up her flat belly and she put her hands behind his head, arching her body up. She felt his sharp fangs on either side of his tongue against her stomach and breasts as he licked off the salt sweat accumulating on her body.
Unhooking her bra, he licked around the nipple of one of her breasts before sucking hard. Erica moaned and twisted herself so to present him with the other nipple which he sucked at and played with as his hands roamed over every inch and crevasse on her body. He touch was electric and just when Erica thought she could stand it no more, she grabbed his face and lifted it to her own, laying kisses on those prefect lips.
She slipped her tongue between his lips and ran it up along Annick's and then back against the roof of his mouth. She let it curl around one of his long, smooth fangs before letting him pull back. Sliding her hands over his unnaturally cool flesh she could feel his muscles, hard toned under his pale skin.
Reaching for his pants she found an even harder treasure yet. She rolled over on top of him and straddled his waist, pinning him to the bed. He raised one eyebrow in a playful expression as she pulled her own shirt from her shoulder then proceeded to strip him as well. Every horror book she had read about vampires not being able to get it up could go to hell in a hand basket as far as Annick was concerned.
She licked her hands well, watching Annick's sharp eyes hungrily follow her tongue as she slowly licked up and down the length of each of her long fingers. She began to rub her wet hands up and down Annick's long thick cock. Rub then squeeze, rub then squeeze. He tensed under her and let out a deep throated moan. She ran her hands over his whole body, exploring everywhere before pulling him into a kneeling position in front of her. His hands were on her butt now and slowly moved down between her legs where you could have drowned an army. Erica didn't want an army, though.
She wanted Annick, every gorgeous inch of him. As if reading her mind he pulled her closer and using his knees to spread her thighs apart, easily slid into her. Weak with pleasure, Erica would have toppled over if Annick hadn't been so strong, holding them both upright. He bucked his hips, jamming himself deeper and deeper inside her.
Erica felt her muscles start to contract and clench around him. Please, Annick! she wanted to scream. More, MORE! He jammed into her up to his balls and she hit the most incredible orgasm of her life; pleasure so hot, so burning, so intense you could almost mistake it for pain. Annick buried his head in her hair against her shoulder and crushed her body to his own.
After a minute, he pulled out of her, but Erica wasn't done with him yet. Pushing him down to the bed, she pinned his arms down above his head. She knew he had the strength to resist her, even to throw her against the wall, but he put up no fight and let himself be held down. Erica pressed her breasts to his stomach and rubbed them up the length of his body. Her rock hard nipples tracing along his ribs. She blew her warm breath against his chest like a feather's touch and moving slowly back and forth, she moved up to his neck.
His moans drove her wild as she bit down on the soft skin. She felt him swallow under the pressure of her teeth. His muscles flexed against her hands as she held him down; she felt his lean body writhe under her own. With one more hard nip to the underside of his chin, she remounted her demon stallion. Not all at once, though. Never all at once. She lowered her hips letting just his head slide into her before pulling up.
Lowering herself again, she came down on him and let him have a little more. Annick squirmed and howled; he was more than ready for her. With a sadistic smile she lowered her hips once more, still only letting him have a little more than before. Then without warning, she sat down on him, driving him deep between her legs. Releasing his wrists, she tickled the soft furry sack between his legs then squeezed. Annick arched his back up from the bed then reached down to let his fingers explore her; tracing the mouth of her pussy where it was stretched around him and tickling her clit ever so lightly that it drove her senses mad.
Holding her waist now, he let his hips rise and fall rhythmically. She came again, better than before, only Annick came with her this time, laying back his head and baying like a wolf as he pumped into her. Claws she hadn't noticed before shredded the sheets and mattress on either side of them to shreds. The candlelight glinted off his razor fangs as he lithely rolled over onto her almost faster than her eyes could follow.
He pulled out quickly and jammed himself into her again and again until Erica thought she'd gone to seventh heaven. He nestled his face against her shoulder and pulled her up vertical against him as Erica leaned her head back and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and head in return.
Erica lay back against the bed, wonderfully exhausted, as Annick withdrew from her. There was a strange shine to his eyes that started to make her hot all over again but she was tired. So tired. Again as if he had spoken aloud, she heard; "Ma chere, ma chere. Sleep you need now." She watched the candlelight through Annick's fiery hair and her eyes came to rest on the thin trickle of red from the corner of his mouth. She fell asleep.
When she awoke it was daylight and she was lying on her sofa. She went to the hall mirror and looked in. There she saw two small pairs of sores over the carotid artery in her neck. So that wasn't a dream! She went through the day walking on air. Unable to wait for nightfall, she retraced her steps to find Annick's alley, but she hunted in vain; Annick had been careful not to let her notice where he had taken her.
As night fell, she sat down under a streetlamp in despair and began to play with the little pebbles at the side of the street. The sound of a barking dog made her look up and she saw Annick standing just out of range of the light. Without a word, she walked up to him and, putting her arms around his neck, kissed him full on the lips. When they finally parted, she suddenly remembered where she had heard of the town Lutece before. It was a very ancient name for Paris.
"Take me back to Paris with you," she whispered.
Annick looked at her in disbelief. He sent a thousand images to her mind about what it was to be like him and what she was asking. "We'll have forever," she said with a greedy lusty smile that promised so much more than the tip of the iceberg they had seen last night. Annick grinned and released her. He walked off a short way, then turned, looking at her playfully.
Infinitely warmer and more loving than the first time she had heard it, the voice in her mind said, "Follow me, ma chere."
And she did, infinitely more eagerly than before.
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The feeling hadn't exactly returned, but she wanted more excitement. She had seen all kinds of movies and had thought that the "heroes" of the stories had been incredible fools to turn away from romance and fantasy when it had been offered to them. They almost always opted for the ordinary.
She looked out the window. The night was cool but not too cold and the moon was just a sliver from being full. A walk would cheer her up she decided. She pulled on her full length leather coat over her jeans and shirt. She belted it tightly around her waist and breathed in deeply. All those dime store horror books had gotten one thing right; it was definitely possible to taste the night. Erica started walking briskly down her driveway and around the block. As she rounded the corner, she saw him.
He was leaning against the lamppost. His snug leather pants, belted tight around his lean waist, showed off every muscle in his long legs. His loose button up shirt matched his pants; dark deep and black. The kind of black that you could fall into and get lost in. All of a sudden, despite the cool night, Erica felt as if she had too many clothes on. Her jeans that had been so comfortable a minute ago were now too close and itchy. Not too mention damp she thought to herself.
Then he looked toward her and she was able to see his face. The smooth jaw line and high cheekbones; the soft, perfect lips that curled into a smile when he saw her. He turned and started walking. As if he had spoken aloud to her, she heard the words; "Follow me."
She eagerly obeyed them.
His boot heels clicked on the cold pavement as he turned down a darkened alley. Without a moment's hesitation, Erica did the same... and came face to face with him. He reached out and took her face in his hands. Suddenly she knew his name was Annick and he was from France from a town called Lutece. Erica knew she had heard the name of that town before but she couldn't possibly care now. Now all she wanted was this wonderful strange Annick to show her if European men really were better at screwing around than Americans.
Annick slid his hands down her back to her butt and squeezed lightly, pulling her against him. She moaned and looked into his yellow-gold eyes, losing herself in their silver flecks.
Annick pulled her further into the alley and she saw a small door through which he led her. Inside there was almost no light. Annick pulled a lighter from his pocket and started to light the many candles that were scattered all over the room. Erica sat down on the bed that was there and soon it seemed bright as day. Annick lit the last candle and turned toward her.
There was an animal's need in his gilded eyes as he crawled across the mattress like a panther stalking it's prey. He pulled off her boots as he reached her feet. Pushing her coat aside, his hands slid slowly up the inside of her legs to her crotch and up the line of buttons that fastened her jeans. Straddling her legs, he unbelted the coat and opened it. He then moved down again and began to pull at the button of her jeans with his teeth. One by one they came undone and Erica reached down to run her fingers through his fire red hair. He looked up at her and her scientist's eyes noted the unusual fact that he had no freckles like a redhead should have had.
She grinned at him and pulled her arms out of the sleeves of her coat as Annick got her jeans and pants out of the way with an easy tug. Leaning forward, she put her arms around his waist and pulled him up against her. Rubbing her hips against his she pulled his shirt back off his shoulders and began to kiss and run her tongue over the smooth pale skin and then up the side of his neck to underneath his chin.
She smiled as he leaned his head back moaning. He sounded like the animal he had looked like. Then she gasped. His canine teeth were extending down into two inch fangs. The heat between her legs increased as she realized what he was and she rubbed her thighs up against the insides of his. He had bent backward almost double over her arms and now he flipped back up and tackled her to the bed with inhuman speed. He's used to a fight, Erica thought.
She grinned and took him off guard by tightly encircling his waist with her legs. His golden eyes, now tinged with red, looked at her in wonder then his smile broadened again and he leaned down to her stomach. As he unbuttoned her shirt he let his tongue trace a slippery wet path up her flat belly and she put her hands behind his head, arching her body up. She felt his sharp fangs on either side of his tongue against her stomach and breasts as he licked off the salt sweat accumulating on her body.
Unhooking her bra, he licked around the nipple of one of her breasts before sucking hard. Erica moaned and twisted herself so to present him with the other nipple which he sucked at and played with as his hands roamed over every inch and crevasse on her body. He touch was electric and just when Erica thought she could stand it no more, she grabbed his face and lifted it to her own, laying kisses on those prefect lips.
She slipped her tongue between his lips and ran it up along Annick's and then back against the roof of his mouth. She let it curl around one of his long, smooth fangs before letting him pull back. Sliding her hands over his unnaturally cool flesh she could feel his muscles, hard toned under his pale skin.
Reaching for his pants she found an even harder treasure yet. She rolled over on top of him and straddled his waist, pinning him to the bed. He raised one eyebrow in a playful expression as she pulled her own shirt from her shoulder then proceeded to strip him as well. Every horror book she had read about vampires not being able to get it up could go to hell in a hand basket as far as Annick was concerned.
She licked her hands well, watching Annick's sharp eyes hungrily follow her tongue as she slowly licked up and down the length of each of her long fingers. She began to rub her wet hands up and down Annick's long thick cock. Rub then squeeze, rub then squeeze. He tensed under her and let out a deep throated moan. She ran her hands over his whole body, exploring everywhere before pulling him into a kneeling position in front of her. His hands were on her butt now and slowly moved down between her legs where you could have drowned an army. Erica didn't want an army, though.
She wanted Annick, every gorgeous inch of him. As if reading her mind he pulled her closer and using his knees to spread her thighs apart, easily slid into her. Weak with pleasure, Erica would have toppled over if Annick hadn't been so strong, holding them both upright. He bucked his hips, jamming himself deeper and deeper inside her.
Erica felt her muscles start to contract and clench around him. Please, Annick! she wanted to scream. More, MORE! He jammed into her up to his balls and she hit the most incredible orgasm of her life; pleasure so hot, so burning, so intense you could almost mistake it for pain. Annick buried his head in her hair against her shoulder and crushed her body to his own.
After a minute, he pulled out of her, but Erica wasn't done with him yet. Pushing him down to the bed, she pinned his arms down above his head. She knew he had the strength to resist her, even to throw her against the wall, but he put up no fight and let himself be held down. Erica pressed her breasts to his stomach and rubbed them up the length of his body. Her rock hard nipples tracing along his ribs. She blew her warm breath against his chest like a feather's touch and moving slowly back and forth, she moved up to his neck.
His moans drove her wild as she bit down on the soft skin. She felt him swallow under the pressure of her teeth. His muscles flexed against her hands as she held him down; she felt his lean body writhe under her own. With one more hard nip to the underside of his chin, she remounted her demon stallion. Not all at once, though. Never all at once. She lowered her hips letting just his head slide into her before pulling up.
Lowering herself again, she came down on him and let him have a little more. Annick squirmed and howled; he was more than ready for her. With a sadistic smile she lowered her hips once more, still only letting him have a little more than before. Then without warning, she sat down on him, driving him deep between her legs. Releasing his wrists, she tickled the soft furry sack between his legs then squeezed. Annick arched his back up from the bed then reached down to let his fingers explore her; tracing the mouth of her pussy where it was stretched around him and tickling her clit ever so lightly that it drove her senses mad.
Holding her waist now, he let his hips rise and fall rhythmically. She came again, better than before, only Annick came with her this time, laying back his head and baying like a wolf as he pumped into her. Claws she hadn't noticed before shredded the sheets and mattress on either side of them to shreds. The candlelight glinted off his razor fangs as he lithely rolled over onto her almost faster than her eyes could follow.
He pulled out quickly and jammed himself into her again and again until Erica thought she'd gone to seventh heaven. He nestled his face against her shoulder and pulled her up vertical against him as Erica leaned her head back and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and head in return.
Erica lay back against the bed, wonderfully exhausted, as Annick withdrew from her. There was a strange shine to his eyes that started to make her hot all over again but she was tired. So tired. Again as if he had spoken aloud, she heard; "Ma chere, ma chere. Sleep you need now." She watched the candlelight through Annick's fiery hair and her eyes came to rest on the thin trickle of red from the corner of his mouth. She fell asleep.
When she awoke it was daylight and she was lying on her sofa. She went to the hall mirror and looked in. There she saw two small pairs of sores over the carotid artery in her neck. So that wasn't a dream! She went through the day walking on air. Unable to wait for nightfall, she retraced her steps to find Annick's alley, but she hunted in vain; Annick had been careful not to let her notice where he had taken her.
As night fell, she sat down under a streetlamp in despair and began to play with the little pebbles at the side of the street. The sound of a barking dog made her look up and she saw Annick standing just out of range of the light. Without a word, she walked up to him and, putting her arms around his neck, kissed him full on the lips. When they finally parted, she suddenly remembered where she had heard of the town Lutece before. It was a very ancient name for Paris.
"Take me back to Paris with you," she whispered.
Annick looked at her in disbelief. He sent a thousand images to her mind about what it was to be like him and what she was asking. "We'll have forever," she said with a greedy lusty smile that promised so much more than the tip of the iceberg they had seen last night. Annick grinned and released her. He walked off a short way, then turned, looking at her playfully.
Infinitely warmer and more loving than the first time she had heard it, the voice in her mind said, "Follow me, ma chere."
And she did, infinitely more eagerly than before.
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Friday, January 11, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
i'm so horny
"Jesus", Kate thought to herself, "I am so fucking horny!" She quickly ran down the options to herself. She could watch a porno flick and masturbate, she could read a dirty novel and masturbate, she could hop online and indulge in cybersex and masturbate, she could call a "personals" telephone line, have phone sex and masturbate. The option were just not appealing. She had reached the point where her own touch was not going to be enough to send her over the edge this time around. She picked up the phone.
"Hi Bradley," she chirped into the phone when he answered.
She could hear the smile in his voice as he answered her. "Hey babe. Whatcha up to?" he asked in his deep mellow tones.
They had a friendship, mostly. Oh, there were some warmer feelings there, but basically it was the kind of friendship based on physical attraction and mutual release. In short, they were fuck buddies. If he was in need of relief he gave her a jingle. If she was the one with the primal urges, she could give him a call. They could talk about current events, his life, her boyfriends, work, and all the other good stuff, but when you got right down to it, they dealt best together when they were naked and doing the horizontal mambo.
"Nothin' much," she responded to him. "What are you doing this afternoon, anyway?" she decided to be honest.
He laughed. He could tell by the tone in her voice, she wanted to be fucked. And Kate wanted it now. It wasn't a problem with him. He genuinely liked her, and cared about her feelings, but what he adored most about her was her body and what he could do with it.
He decided to tease her. "Well..." he drew out the word and followed it by a pause.
"Well, what?" she rose to the bait like he knew she would.
"Well, I really have some work to do. And I am kind of tired. I may take a nap. It has been a rough week," he told her with a serious tone in his voice.
"I can think of the perfect way to relax you," she interjected with a suggestive tone in her voice.
Bradley laughed again. "And how is that, my darling slut?" he asked her as he lowered his voice.
"Invite me over, and I'll show you," Kate answered as she felt a thrill run through her lower regions. Damn, he was turning her on already!
He felt a twitch in his cock at the thought of her naked before him, and he assented. "Come over now, then, I have things to do." He sighed, for show of course, "I can't spend all day taking care of your cunt." He knew how much she loved to be talked dirty to, and he loved to oblige her.
"I'll be there in five minutes," she said, and hung up the phone before he could say anything else.
She quickly ran into her bedroom, slipped out of her nightgown and threw on a sundress. It was black with flowers all over it, and had spaghetti straps over her shoulders. It was tight around her breasts and since she couldn't wear a bra with it, so she decided to leave her panties off too. As she skipped down the stairs of her apartment, she giggled to herself. Her tits were bouncing to beat the band, and she laughed at the thought of actually getting a black eye from hitting herself in the face with them.
Kate hopped in the car and away she went. She was going to get laid!
After making the ten block trip to Bradley's apartment, she found a parking spot on the street right in front. She got out of the car and looked around. It was a nice old Victorian house that had been turned into apartments. There was a huge old oak tree in the front yard, casting its shadows over the front porch that ran the length of the house. Bradley's apartment was on the first floor, and she bounded up the two steps and rang the bell.
"Come in!" she heard him holler from somewhere inside, and she opened the heavy door and let herself in. The apartment was cool, even for the heat of the summer, and he had no need of air conditioning. There were ceiling fans in each room, however, wafting the cool air and making goose-pimples erupt along her arms.
"Where are you?" she asked.
"Back here," he called and she followed his voice in the direction of the bedroom. He had a huge bedroom, with a king sized bed as the centerpiece. The hardwood floors creaked beneath her as she made her way through the hallway, and as she walked through the doorway, she stopped suddenly.
"Oh MY!" she breathed as she surveyed the scene before her.
Bradley was nude and he was standing in the center of the room. His cock was half hard, and he was smiling at her. The bed was stripped of its coverings except for a purple sheet and two pillows. But what really caused the sharp twinge of excitement to run through her entire body was what was on the bed. Lying on the bed was an exquisite blonde female. She looked like she was in her early twenties. Her tits were medium sized, probably about a B cup. She was slim and fair complected, and her pussy was completely shaven. She was in bondage. Her arms were tied to the headboard and her legs were spread wide and somehow tied to the bed posts at the foot of the bed. She was blindfolded and gagged, with headphones on her ears. Kate could just make out the sounds of classical music coming from the phones.
Bradley chuckled to himself as he watched Kate's thoughts cross her face. She would be so disappointed to know how transparent she was, but he loved it. He could always tell what she was thinking, even when she tried to hide it. Right now, confusion and embarrassment were dueling with curiosity and more than a bit of lust.
"I. Um. I... Well," she stammered, taken aback. She didn't even give a thought to the idea that Bradley might be entertaining someone else when she called. And good Lord... he could have just told her he was busy! But she couldn't take her eyes off of the woman.
Bradley approached Kate slowly, not taking his eyes from her face. He so enjoyed taking her places she had never been before. This was something they had talked about. He wanted to see her with another woman, but she had always said that it didn't turn her on. By the looks of her erect nipples, she had been lying to him, and maybe to herself.
"Kate, meet Tawny. She is ours to play with," he spoke softly as he reached out to touch Kate's tits. "I want you to try this." He smiled as her eyes flew to his, and he saw the chaos inside of her reflected there. He flicked the nearest strap off of her shoulder, and watched the front of her sundress peel down, exposing her breast.
Kate was much more generously endowed than the blonde in bondage. Her tits measured a magnificent 42DDD, with dark pink nipples that he loved to tease. One time, he had bound them and sucked and licked and bit them until they both could see that her nips had grown to the size of grapes. That was when he had taken out the digital camera and snapped a few pics for them both to enjoy at a later time.
Right now, though, he walked behind her and pulled the other half of her dress down. Without her tits to cling to, it slid all the way to the floor, puddling beneath her. "Such a slut," he teased her. "No panties either? You DO need to be fucked, don't you sweetheart?" And he slapped her across her ass. Her breath drew in sharply, but she didn't say anything.
Kate's mind was whirling. What did he expect from her, she wondered to herself. Bradley was so kinky that he always kept her on her toes, but this was a little too much. But the sexy slut inside her told her not to leave. The smack on her bottom was nothing - they had played with much more serious S & M than that. When Bradley reached around her and pulled her against him, she felt his semi-erect cock against the warmth of her ass and she wiggled a bit. He cupped her tits and pulled on her nipples while he rubbed his cock up and down the cleft of her bottom. And the things he was saying. Good God, he was making her so hot!
"Look at her tits, Kate. See how hard her nipples are? They are like little pebbles. Wouldn't you like to taste them? And you can just make out how wet her cunt is from here. Tawny has the sweetest pussy juice, Kate. Almost as sweet as yours. She doesn't get QUITE as wet as you do, but can you see it? There is a wet spot right underneath her where she is leaking all over the bed."
Kate squinted and trained her eyes right between the blonde's spread legs. Sure enough, there was a dark stain where she was dripping her pussy lube. "Ohhh..." Kate sighed as she looked. She was speechless. Not many people in the world could render Kate mute, but Bradley could, and did. It was what made their fuck friendship so incredible.
Bradley pushed Kate closer and closer to the bed. He was going to do it, he decided. He wanted to see what she would do. He knew Kate was excited. He could feel the heat from between her legs and could smell her arousal. Kate got wetter than any woman he had ever met. Whether she was tied up and teased mercilessly, or just pounded hard by his relentless fucking, he always had to wash the sheets when they were finished.
They were standing next to the blonde now. Bradley continued to tell Kate how aroused she was. It was part of the humiliation factor that got her excited. "You know why I let you come over, Kate?" And he continued without giving her a chance to say anything. "I let you come over here because I knew that a slut like you would get off on this. I knew that someone who needs it as bad as you do would let me... no... would WANT me to share her with you. I know you said you weren't attracted to other women, but come ON, Kate..." he ran a finger through Kate's dripping gash. "Taste yourself. See how hot you are at the thought of this." He held his finger up to her mouth.
Kate opened her mouth and let him insert his finger. She tasted her juices and she knew that he was right. She WAS a slut. She WAS turned on by this whole situation. She sucked instinctively on the finger, and allowed him to insert another.
Bradley's cock was fully erect now, and with Kate sucking away at his fingers, he felt little pulses running up and down it. He knew what she could do when she sucked his cock, and he had every intention of allowing her to give him head today. But not before...
Kate froze as he took his fingers out of her mouth. She looked on in amazement as he climbed on the bed between Tawny's bound legs and positioned his hard cock at the small pink opening to her pussy. He looked over at Kate and smiled. "Don't you wish you were her, sweet Kate?" And he plunged the entire length of his cock into the blonde.
Tawny's reaction was as extreme as it could be for a woman bound and gagged. Kate could just make out small moans from around the gag, and she grew jealous. She knew what it felt like to have Bradley's thick prick buried deep inside her cunt, and that was the feeling that she craved. Kate slowly knelt on the floor beside the bed and glued her eyes on the junction of the two bodies. Bradley's cock had the vein on the bottom pulsing. She could see it. And his entire manhood was slick with pussy juice. Kate was amazed as she watched the woman's tiny hole stretch around the turgid cock. In and out. In and out. In and out. Bradley had a rhythm to his thrusts. He didn't fuck the blonde hard or fast, but in a steady motion that had Kate reaching down to her own pussy to tease her clit. It was the most arousing thing she had ever seen. The fucking right before her eyes was driving her crazy.
Bradley was enjoying the feeling of Tawny's pussy around his cock. She was hot and wet and the walls of her cunt clung to him. He was struggling with his instinct to pound into her with all of his might, but that wasn't part of his plan. He looked down at Kate and smiled when he saw where her hand was. She was hot alright, he thought to himself. He wanted to see what she would do next.
"Kate. Kate? Kate!" he called her name quietly but commandingly, finally getting her attention. Her dilated brown eyes rose to his and she looked at him questioningly, never stopping the caressing of her pussy.
Her eyes clung to his. "What?" she asked. She ran her forefinger over the top of her clit and her eyes started to slide shut with the feeling.
"Kate! Look at me now!" he compelled her to look at him again. "Stop playing with your cunt." He watched as she slowly took her hand away from her pussy and she moaned. He reached out, while still embedded in Tawny's grasping walls, and twined his hand around the long length of Kate's brown hair. He pulled her toward him onto the bed.
As she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, Kate saw Tawny's body freeze. With a moment of clarity, Kate realized that the blonde had no idea that there was a third person in the room. Kate's cunt twinged at the thought. She wondered what Tawny was thinking, but then Kate's rational side disappeared as Bradley pulled his cock completely out of Tawny. It pointed skyward, it was so hard, and Kate could see his balls pulled up tight behind the length of his prick.
Bradley pulled Kate closer so that her face was in front of his cock. "Now, Kate. Suck me. I want you to taste how sweet Tawny is. Lick her wetness from my cock." He stopped smiling as Kate's eyes flew to his. Her head jerked in his grasp, and he knew that she would have moved away if she could. She needed some more convincing, he thought to himself. He reached underneath her to her dangling tits. He pulled harshly on one of her nipples, almost as if milking her. "Kate! You know that you want this. Your mouth is watering for a taste of my cock, isn't it, my slut? You know how much you like to drink down my juices. I want you to suck me off. Now!"
He smiled as he watched Kate's mouth open and her pink tongue came out. She tentatively licked at the head of his cock. And as she realized that it wasn't so bad, she became more enthusiastic at the blow job. He rewarded her by easing his grip on her breast, pinching but more gently, to keep her aroused as she sucked him off.
Kate was horrified at what she was doing. She was licking another woman's pussy juice off of Bradley's cock. This had to be the farthest she has sunk in her pursuit of sexual pleasure, part of her brain told her. But the slutty part of her mind told her that it really wasn't bad tasting at all. In fact, it really wasn't that much different from when she sucked him off after he fucked her own cunt. In fact, Slut Kate's mind told her, it kind of tasted good. The mixture of Tawny's juices when Bradley oozed a little pre-cum was absolutely delicious, in fact. Kate stopped thinking again.
Bradley groaned as he felt Kate swallow the head of his cock. Jesus... she had never deep throated him before! It was all he could do to maintain his control as he felt the narrowness of her gullet around him. And her tongue was just darting all over the shaft, driving him insane with lust. He needed to concentrate on something else.
He reached his free hand out to Tawny's pussy. He had one hand teasing Kate's nipple, and the other was now doing the same to Tawny's clit. He set up a similar rhythm with each, enjoying the way the two women were wriggling around. Kate's mouth suddenly redoubled its suction, and Bradley moaned and pulled out before he shot his wad. He had one more thing he wanted before he allowed himself the bliss of climax.
Kate looked up Bradley's face. Dammit, she thought, she wanted to drink him down. Now! She followed his gaze to where his left hand was pulling on Tawny's clit. The wet spot underneath the bound woman had grown, and Kate could see more clear fluid oozing from the pink slit that was spread open before her eyes.
Bradley took his hand from Tawny and held his shiny fingers up before Kate's lips. "Do it, Kate. Taste her again. You know you want to. Lick her from my fingers." And he watched as Kate's pink lips opened and her pink tongue began to clean his hand. With his other hand, Bradley finally touched Kate's wet cunt. Her moan was from the soul, and he felt her shudder as he thrust two fingers inside of her. She was hot as an oven, and as slippery as silk.
He fingerfucked her slowly as she sucked his hand clean. He knew she would get off on this, he thought to himself. She was as sexual as he was, and he loved pushing the envelope with her. She hadn't disappointed him yet.
Finally, he pulled his fingers from her mouth and from her pussy. She looked up at him again.
"You know, sweet Kate. You have already tasted her. What is the difference if you lick it from the source?" he remarked in a conversational tone, although at the thought his cock jerked.
Kate's rational mind reared up again. What did he think of her to think that she would do THAT? Hadn't she told him that she didn't want to be with another woman? They played some wonderful games together, but wasn't this going TOO far?
But then Bradley spoke again. His words cut right through Kate's common sense and went straight for her pussy. "You know... I have always wanted to fuck you while you eat out another woman. What do you say, slut Kate? If you lick Tawny's pussy, I will fuck the hell out of your needy cunt. Wouldn't you like that? Don't you want to feel my nice hard cock deep inside you, splitting you open? Mmm... come on Kate... do it..." and he began turning her body around so that her head was directly in front of the bound blonde's slit.
Kate looked up at the wet pinkness before her eyes. She felt Bradley behind her, stroking his cock up and down her own dripping slot, and she shuddered. When he put just the head of his manhood at the opening to her body, she drew a deep breath. Tawny's arousal filled her nostrils. After all, she had already done it, more or less. And getting fucked would at least take her mind off of what she was doing, she thought.
Kate dropped her head, stuck her tongue out and ran it up the length of the blonde's gash. It didn't taste bad, she thought. Bradley's cock penetrated her a couple of inches. Kate stopped to concentrate on the flesh penetrating her, and the cock withdrew. "I said eat her, Kate. You lick her good and I will fuck you good. Tit for tat," Bradley's voice chuckled over her shoulder.
Kate inhaled again. And then she began to lick the Tawny's cunt the best she could. Her tongue ran up one side of the blonde's swollen inner lips and down the other, and then she zeroed in on the small pink hole. Her tongue thrust inside Tawny's passage, and she felt the other woman freeze and then began shuddering. The blonde was wriggling as much as she could in her bondage, and it felt to Kate like she was trying to force Kate's tongue deeper into her. Her hips bucked and Kate felt the other woman's juices increase.
Bradley was good as his word. He could see Tawny's body squirming, and he could hear the slurps from Kate's face as she pressed it into the blonde's pussy. He drove his cock all the way into Kate's buttery cunt and began to fuck her the way she liked best. He withdrew slowly, till the head of his cock was just touching her hole, and then quickly slammed the entire length of himself back into her willing wetness. He could hear her muffled moans as he bottomed out time and time again. Slowly, he picked up the pace as they both liked, till he was driving in and out of her as quickly as he could.
Kate wasn't thinking anymore. She was just feeling and tasting. As she licked Tawny's cunt, she reveled in the thick cock that was plundering her tight channel. The friction of Bradley's balls slapping against her clit with every thrust was pushing her closer to orgasm. She wailed into the blonde's pussy as she felt Bradley reach down and pinch her tiny kernel of nerves between his thumb and forefinger. Tawny's pussy walls were snapping and clenching every time Kate licked inside of her. Kate wanted the bound woman to feel the pleasure she herself was feeling, so she licked up to Tawny's erect pearl of flesh. She quickly passed her tongue over it, enjoying the feeling of Tawny's back arching up towards her and then covered it with her entire mouth and sucked. Kate used the same suction she used when she brought ecstasy to her male lovers, and it had the same results.
Bradley watched Tawny's back arch so hard he thought she might break. She froze in that position and then he heard her scream, even through the gag. She fluttered like a fish gasping for air as she climaxed harder than he had ever seen her do before. He knew it was only a matter of time until he exploded from the excitement of the entire afternoon, so he pulled extra hard on Kate's clit. He watched her back arch too, and then he felt her cunt clench and convulse around his cock. Kate wasn't gagged, and he heard her scream, muffled though it was by the blonde's pussy, as she orgasmed just seconds after Tawny. Not one to lag behind, Bradley rammed his cock as deep into Kate's channel as he could and felt his balls melt as he spurted his essence deep inside her warmth.
As they slowly regained their breath, Bradley slowly slipped his softening cock from Kate's pussy. He collapsed on the bed next to her and she just looked at him and smiled.
"MUCH better than masturbation," she smirked at him.
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"Hi Bradley," she chirped into the phone when he answered.
She could hear the smile in his voice as he answered her. "Hey babe. Whatcha up to?" he asked in his deep mellow tones.
They had a friendship, mostly. Oh, there were some warmer feelings there, but basically it was the kind of friendship based on physical attraction and mutual release. In short, they were fuck buddies. If he was in need of relief he gave her a jingle. If she was the one with the primal urges, she could give him a call. They could talk about current events, his life, her boyfriends, work, and all the other good stuff, but when you got right down to it, they dealt best together when they were naked and doing the horizontal mambo.
"Nothin' much," she responded to him. "What are you doing this afternoon, anyway?" she decided to be honest.
He laughed. He could tell by the tone in her voice, she wanted to be fucked. And Kate wanted it now. It wasn't a problem with him. He genuinely liked her, and cared about her feelings, but what he adored most about her was her body and what he could do with it.
He decided to tease her. "Well..." he drew out the word and followed it by a pause.
"Well, what?" she rose to the bait like he knew she would.
"Well, I really have some work to do. And I am kind of tired. I may take a nap. It has been a rough week," he told her with a serious tone in his voice.
"I can think of the perfect way to relax you," she interjected with a suggestive tone in her voice.
Bradley laughed again. "And how is that, my darling slut?" he asked her as he lowered his voice.
"Invite me over, and I'll show you," Kate answered as she felt a thrill run through her lower regions. Damn, he was turning her on already!
He felt a twitch in his cock at the thought of her naked before him, and he assented. "Come over now, then, I have things to do." He sighed, for show of course, "I can't spend all day taking care of your cunt." He knew how much she loved to be talked dirty to, and he loved to oblige her.
"I'll be there in five minutes," she said, and hung up the phone before he could say anything else.
She quickly ran into her bedroom, slipped out of her nightgown and threw on a sundress. It was black with flowers all over it, and had spaghetti straps over her shoulders. It was tight around her breasts and since she couldn't wear a bra with it, so she decided to leave her panties off too. As she skipped down the stairs of her apartment, she giggled to herself. Her tits were bouncing to beat the band, and she laughed at the thought of actually getting a black eye from hitting herself in the face with them.
Kate hopped in the car and away she went. She was going to get laid!
After making the ten block trip to Bradley's apartment, she found a parking spot on the street right in front. She got out of the car and looked around. It was a nice old Victorian house that had been turned into apartments. There was a huge old oak tree in the front yard, casting its shadows over the front porch that ran the length of the house. Bradley's apartment was on the first floor, and she bounded up the two steps and rang the bell.
"Come in!" she heard him holler from somewhere inside, and she opened the heavy door and let herself in. The apartment was cool, even for the heat of the summer, and he had no need of air conditioning. There were ceiling fans in each room, however, wafting the cool air and making goose-pimples erupt along her arms.
"Where are you?" she asked.
"Back here," he called and she followed his voice in the direction of the bedroom. He had a huge bedroom, with a king sized bed as the centerpiece. The hardwood floors creaked beneath her as she made her way through the hallway, and as she walked through the doorway, she stopped suddenly.
"Oh MY!" she breathed as she surveyed the scene before her.
Bradley was nude and he was standing in the center of the room. His cock was half hard, and he was smiling at her. The bed was stripped of its coverings except for a purple sheet and two pillows. But what really caused the sharp twinge of excitement to run through her entire body was what was on the bed. Lying on the bed was an exquisite blonde female. She looked like she was in her early twenties. Her tits were medium sized, probably about a B cup. She was slim and fair complected, and her pussy was completely shaven. She was in bondage. Her arms were tied to the headboard and her legs were spread wide and somehow tied to the bed posts at the foot of the bed. She was blindfolded and gagged, with headphones on her ears. Kate could just make out the sounds of classical music coming from the phones.
Bradley chuckled to himself as he watched Kate's thoughts cross her face. She would be so disappointed to know how transparent she was, but he loved it. He could always tell what she was thinking, even when she tried to hide it. Right now, confusion and embarrassment were dueling with curiosity and more than a bit of lust.
"I. Um. I... Well," she stammered, taken aback. She didn't even give a thought to the idea that Bradley might be entertaining someone else when she called. And good Lord... he could have just told her he was busy! But she couldn't take her eyes off of the woman.
Bradley approached Kate slowly, not taking his eyes from her face. He so enjoyed taking her places she had never been before. This was something they had talked about. He wanted to see her with another woman, but she had always said that it didn't turn her on. By the looks of her erect nipples, she had been lying to him, and maybe to herself.
"Kate, meet Tawny. She is ours to play with," he spoke softly as he reached out to touch Kate's tits. "I want you to try this." He smiled as her eyes flew to his, and he saw the chaos inside of her reflected there. He flicked the nearest strap off of her shoulder, and watched the front of her sundress peel down, exposing her breast.
Kate was much more generously endowed than the blonde in bondage. Her tits measured a magnificent 42DDD, with dark pink nipples that he loved to tease. One time, he had bound them and sucked and licked and bit them until they both could see that her nips had grown to the size of grapes. That was when he had taken out the digital camera and snapped a few pics for them both to enjoy at a later time.
Right now, though, he walked behind her and pulled the other half of her dress down. Without her tits to cling to, it slid all the way to the floor, puddling beneath her. "Such a slut," he teased her. "No panties either? You DO need to be fucked, don't you sweetheart?" And he slapped her across her ass. Her breath drew in sharply, but she didn't say anything.
Kate's mind was whirling. What did he expect from her, she wondered to herself. Bradley was so kinky that he always kept her on her toes, but this was a little too much. But the sexy slut inside her told her not to leave. The smack on her bottom was nothing - they had played with much more serious S & M than that. When Bradley reached around her and pulled her against him, she felt his semi-erect cock against the warmth of her ass and she wiggled a bit. He cupped her tits and pulled on her nipples while he rubbed his cock up and down the cleft of her bottom. And the things he was saying. Good God, he was making her so hot!
"Look at her tits, Kate. See how hard her nipples are? They are like little pebbles. Wouldn't you like to taste them? And you can just make out how wet her cunt is from here. Tawny has the sweetest pussy juice, Kate. Almost as sweet as yours. She doesn't get QUITE as wet as you do, but can you see it? There is a wet spot right underneath her where she is leaking all over the bed."
Kate squinted and trained her eyes right between the blonde's spread legs. Sure enough, there was a dark stain where she was dripping her pussy lube. "Ohhh..." Kate sighed as she looked. She was speechless. Not many people in the world could render Kate mute, but Bradley could, and did. It was what made their fuck friendship so incredible.
Bradley pushed Kate closer and closer to the bed. He was going to do it, he decided. He wanted to see what she would do. He knew Kate was excited. He could feel the heat from between her legs and could smell her arousal. Kate got wetter than any woman he had ever met. Whether she was tied up and teased mercilessly, or just pounded hard by his relentless fucking, he always had to wash the sheets when they were finished.
They were standing next to the blonde now. Bradley continued to tell Kate how aroused she was. It was part of the humiliation factor that got her excited. "You know why I let you come over, Kate?" And he continued without giving her a chance to say anything. "I let you come over here because I knew that a slut like you would get off on this. I knew that someone who needs it as bad as you do would let me... no... would WANT me to share her with you. I know you said you weren't attracted to other women, but come ON, Kate..." he ran a finger through Kate's dripping gash. "Taste yourself. See how hot you are at the thought of this." He held his finger up to her mouth.
Kate opened her mouth and let him insert his finger. She tasted her juices and she knew that he was right. She WAS a slut. She WAS turned on by this whole situation. She sucked instinctively on the finger, and allowed him to insert another.
Bradley's cock was fully erect now, and with Kate sucking away at his fingers, he felt little pulses running up and down it. He knew what she could do when she sucked his cock, and he had every intention of allowing her to give him head today. But not before...
Kate froze as he took his fingers out of her mouth. She looked on in amazement as he climbed on the bed between Tawny's bound legs and positioned his hard cock at the small pink opening to her pussy. He looked over at Kate and smiled. "Don't you wish you were her, sweet Kate?" And he plunged the entire length of his cock into the blonde.
Tawny's reaction was as extreme as it could be for a woman bound and gagged. Kate could just make out small moans from around the gag, and she grew jealous. She knew what it felt like to have Bradley's thick prick buried deep inside her cunt, and that was the feeling that she craved. Kate slowly knelt on the floor beside the bed and glued her eyes on the junction of the two bodies. Bradley's cock had the vein on the bottom pulsing. She could see it. And his entire manhood was slick with pussy juice. Kate was amazed as she watched the woman's tiny hole stretch around the turgid cock. In and out. In and out. In and out. Bradley had a rhythm to his thrusts. He didn't fuck the blonde hard or fast, but in a steady motion that had Kate reaching down to her own pussy to tease her clit. It was the most arousing thing she had ever seen. The fucking right before her eyes was driving her crazy.
Bradley was enjoying the feeling of Tawny's pussy around his cock. She was hot and wet and the walls of her cunt clung to him. He was struggling with his instinct to pound into her with all of his might, but that wasn't part of his plan. He looked down at Kate and smiled when he saw where her hand was. She was hot alright, he thought to himself. He wanted to see what she would do next.
"Kate. Kate? Kate!" he called her name quietly but commandingly, finally getting her attention. Her dilated brown eyes rose to his and she looked at him questioningly, never stopping the caressing of her pussy.
Her eyes clung to his. "What?" she asked. She ran her forefinger over the top of her clit and her eyes started to slide shut with the feeling.
"Kate! Look at me now!" he compelled her to look at him again. "Stop playing with your cunt." He watched as she slowly took her hand away from her pussy and she moaned. He reached out, while still embedded in Tawny's grasping walls, and twined his hand around the long length of Kate's brown hair. He pulled her toward him onto the bed.
As she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, Kate saw Tawny's body freeze. With a moment of clarity, Kate realized that the blonde had no idea that there was a third person in the room. Kate's cunt twinged at the thought. She wondered what Tawny was thinking, but then Kate's rational side disappeared as Bradley pulled his cock completely out of Tawny. It pointed skyward, it was so hard, and Kate could see his balls pulled up tight behind the length of his prick.
Bradley pulled Kate closer so that her face was in front of his cock. "Now, Kate. Suck me. I want you to taste how sweet Tawny is. Lick her wetness from my cock." He stopped smiling as Kate's eyes flew to his. Her head jerked in his grasp, and he knew that she would have moved away if she could. She needed some more convincing, he thought to himself. He reached underneath her to her dangling tits. He pulled harshly on one of her nipples, almost as if milking her. "Kate! You know that you want this. Your mouth is watering for a taste of my cock, isn't it, my slut? You know how much you like to drink down my juices. I want you to suck me off. Now!"
He smiled as he watched Kate's mouth open and her pink tongue came out. She tentatively licked at the head of his cock. And as she realized that it wasn't so bad, she became more enthusiastic at the blow job. He rewarded her by easing his grip on her breast, pinching but more gently, to keep her aroused as she sucked him off.
Kate was horrified at what she was doing. She was licking another woman's pussy juice off of Bradley's cock. This had to be the farthest she has sunk in her pursuit of sexual pleasure, part of her brain told her. But the slutty part of her mind told her that it really wasn't bad tasting at all. In fact, it really wasn't that much different from when she sucked him off after he fucked her own cunt. In fact, Slut Kate's mind told her, it kind of tasted good. The mixture of Tawny's juices when Bradley oozed a little pre-cum was absolutely delicious, in fact. Kate stopped thinking again.
Bradley groaned as he felt Kate swallow the head of his cock. Jesus... she had never deep throated him before! It was all he could do to maintain his control as he felt the narrowness of her gullet around him. And her tongue was just darting all over the shaft, driving him insane with lust. He needed to concentrate on something else.
He reached his free hand out to Tawny's pussy. He had one hand teasing Kate's nipple, and the other was now doing the same to Tawny's clit. He set up a similar rhythm with each, enjoying the way the two women were wriggling around. Kate's mouth suddenly redoubled its suction, and Bradley moaned and pulled out before he shot his wad. He had one more thing he wanted before he allowed himself the bliss of climax.
Kate looked up Bradley's face. Dammit, she thought, she wanted to drink him down. Now! She followed his gaze to where his left hand was pulling on Tawny's clit. The wet spot underneath the bound woman had grown, and Kate could see more clear fluid oozing from the pink slit that was spread open before her eyes.
Bradley took his hand from Tawny and held his shiny fingers up before Kate's lips. "Do it, Kate. Taste her again. You know you want to. Lick her from my fingers." And he watched as Kate's pink lips opened and her pink tongue began to clean his hand. With his other hand, Bradley finally touched Kate's wet cunt. Her moan was from the soul, and he felt her shudder as he thrust two fingers inside of her. She was hot as an oven, and as slippery as silk.
He fingerfucked her slowly as she sucked his hand clean. He knew she would get off on this, he thought to himself. She was as sexual as he was, and he loved pushing the envelope with her. She hadn't disappointed him yet.
Finally, he pulled his fingers from her mouth and from her pussy. She looked up at him again.
"You know, sweet Kate. You have already tasted her. What is the difference if you lick it from the source?" he remarked in a conversational tone, although at the thought his cock jerked.
Kate's rational mind reared up again. What did he think of her to think that she would do THAT? Hadn't she told him that she didn't want to be with another woman? They played some wonderful games together, but wasn't this going TOO far?
But then Bradley spoke again. His words cut right through Kate's common sense and went straight for her pussy. "You know... I have always wanted to fuck you while you eat out another woman. What do you say, slut Kate? If you lick Tawny's pussy, I will fuck the hell out of your needy cunt. Wouldn't you like that? Don't you want to feel my nice hard cock deep inside you, splitting you open? Mmm... come on Kate... do it..." and he began turning her body around so that her head was directly in front of the bound blonde's slit.
Kate looked up at the wet pinkness before her eyes. She felt Bradley behind her, stroking his cock up and down her own dripping slot, and she shuddered. When he put just the head of his manhood at the opening to her body, she drew a deep breath. Tawny's arousal filled her nostrils. After all, she had already done it, more or less. And getting fucked would at least take her mind off of what she was doing, she thought.
Kate dropped her head, stuck her tongue out and ran it up the length of the blonde's gash. It didn't taste bad, she thought. Bradley's cock penetrated her a couple of inches. Kate stopped to concentrate on the flesh penetrating her, and the cock withdrew. "I said eat her, Kate. You lick her good and I will fuck you good. Tit for tat," Bradley's voice chuckled over her shoulder.
Kate inhaled again. And then she began to lick the Tawny's cunt the best she could. Her tongue ran up one side of the blonde's swollen inner lips and down the other, and then she zeroed in on the small pink hole. Her tongue thrust inside Tawny's passage, and she felt the other woman freeze and then began shuddering. The blonde was wriggling as much as she could in her bondage, and it felt to Kate like she was trying to force Kate's tongue deeper into her. Her hips bucked and Kate felt the other woman's juices increase.
Bradley was good as his word. He could see Tawny's body squirming, and he could hear the slurps from Kate's face as she pressed it into the blonde's pussy. He drove his cock all the way into Kate's buttery cunt and began to fuck her the way she liked best. He withdrew slowly, till the head of his cock was just touching her hole, and then quickly slammed the entire length of himself back into her willing wetness. He could hear her muffled moans as he bottomed out time and time again. Slowly, he picked up the pace as they both liked, till he was driving in and out of her as quickly as he could.
Kate wasn't thinking anymore. She was just feeling and tasting. As she licked Tawny's cunt, she reveled in the thick cock that was plundering her tight channel. The friction of Bradley's balls slapping against her clit with every thrust was pushing her closer to orgasm. She wailed into the blonde's pussy as she felt Bradley reach down and pinch her tiny kernel of nerves between his thumb and forefinger. Tawny's pussy walls were snapping and clenching every time Kate licked inside of her. Kate wanted the bound woman to feel the pleasure she herself was feeling, so she licked up to Tawny's erect pearl of flesh. She quickly passed her tongue over it, enjoying the feeling of Tawny's back arching up towards her and then covered it with her entire mouth and sucked. Kate used the same suction she used when she brought ecstasy to her male lovers, and it had the same results.
Bradley watched Tawny's back arch so hard he thought she might break. She froze in that position and then he heard her scream, even through the gag. She fluttered like a fish gasping for air as she climaxed harder than he had ever seen her do before. He knew it was only a matter of time until he exploded from the excitement of the entire afternoon, so he pulled extra hard on Kate's clit. He watched her back arch too, and then he felt her cunt clench and convulse around his cock. Kate wasn't gagged, and he heard her scream, muffled though it was by the blonde's pussy, as she orgasmed just seconds after Tawny. Not one to lag behind, Bradley rammed his cock as deep into Kate's channel as he could and felt his balls melt as he spurted his essence deep inside her warmth.
As they slowly regained their breath, Bradley slowly slipped his softening cock from Kate's pussy. He collapsed on the bed next to her and she just looked at him and smiled.
"MUCH better than masturbation," she smirked at him.
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