Sunday mornings are my favourite. I sleep in, do some yoga and use my vibrator before going out to meet friends for lunch and shopping. We don’t always shop, but we usually go for lunch.
I take Yoga classes twice a week downtown and love it. However, on Sunday’s, I do my Yoga at home. I put on a thin shirt and just my grey yoga pants. I began warming up and watched a Yoga themed porn on my tablet as I moved through some poses. When my hands were free, I’d massage my tits or tweak my nipples. I looked down and smiled at the dime-sized dark spot between my legs and shivered.
I got into downward dog and watched the tablet on the floor as the class became an all out orgy. I turned it off. I was sufficiently horny from the show, now to play. I held my poses and included some sexy ones that I found online guaranteed to make me wetter, and they do.
I moved to the wide legged forward bend with my ass to my full-length mirror and admired my growing dark spot. The sight of it aroused me, I tightened, and it grew a quarter-inch in diameter.
I moved to prepare for the one-legged inverted staff and shivered as my body surged with hormones. My apartment door opened and I nearly fell over as I balanced with one leg in the air.
It was the new superintendent. He was attractive but not in a jaw-dropping way. Sexy physique and a kind smile. A bit old for me. That’s too bad since he’s single.
“I didn’t think you were home.” He stammered as the door closed behind him.
“Why exactly are you here?” I said moving from the pose to sit cross-legged giving him a beautiful view of my very dark apple sized wet spot.
His eyes were glued to my pants. “You left a message that your bathroom tap drips. I sent you a notice.”
“Ah yes.” I forgot about it. Even though I had it up on my fridge. “Don’t mind me.”
I leaned back pushing my breasts out and made the dark spot shiny in the centre. I loved feeling and seeing my pants soak. Showing someone else was a huge turn on.
He cleared his throat and went down the hall. I kept working my body and was so horny I almost couldn’t wait for him to leave. I was sitting still and admiring my sexy spot in the mirror when he came back out.
“That was fast.”
His eyes lingered on my breasts before dropping to my pants again. He looked uncomfortably hard, and I got a naughty idea.
“Could you do me a favour?”
“Yes.” He breathed the word as if he were about to orgasm.
“The medicine cabinet creaks loudly when you open it.” I smiled and slipped my hand into my dark wet spot.
He swallowed hard as I fingered the darkness.
“I’ll take a look.”
He went back down the hall, I took my t-shirt off as I heard him set his tool bag down. The cabinet didn’t creak at all. I laid back and pulled my legs up tucking them behind my arms. Being flexible had its benefits.
He came back down the hall and dropped his tool bag with a rattle and crash. I ran my hands over my large spot and smiled as he opened the condom he found in my cabinet. I have a large box of them there since I never rely on the man to bring one or three. He kicked off his shoes and took off his socks.
“You’re so wet.” He said.
“And horny,” I said as he pulled his pants down to wrap his fantastically hard member.
He moved toward me removing his shirt I admired his toned body. He shifted and rested his hard cock on the wet spot and reached up to fondle my breasts.
“Will you take them off?” He rubbed over the pants.
“No.” I panted a moment enjoying the feel of him touching me. “If you want my pussy take it.”
He growled, his eyes danced over my body, and he went to his knees. I stayed in my position as he grabbed at the fabric. He was going to do it, he was going to… With one hard pull, the seam gave way, and the material ripped open with a sexy tearing sound.
“Oh fuck yes!” I yelled and orgasmed from a fantasy come true. It was small and not enough.
He rubbed his hand over my shaven lips before he pressed his raging hard-on in. I cried out from the pleasure, and he began a steady thrust. He moved over me and started kissing me with a lusty passion. I squealed into his mouth as he dove deep and held against me hard.
He pulled out, and I thought he’d come, but he hadn’t.
He slapped my ass. “Flip over.”
I got to my knees, pushed my ass up in the air and he wasted no time invading me. He gripped my round-apple ass firmly with his hands. It was hot and hard, and I cried out like a porn star as I came hard and wet around him. With a few final thrusts, he jerked hard against me.
While I panted, he disappeared down the hall. When he returned he dressed while looking at me laying languidly in my afterglow.
“If you need anything else fixed let me know.”
I sat up and smiled slyly as he left my apartment. I called the number to leave a message on his voicemail later saying I needed my bathroom sink repaired and Thursday evening would be good.
I had the repair notice under my door an hour later. He would be by Tuesday night. Even better.
I kept my secret encounter with the stranger in the expensive suit to myself. I should be ashamed given my shyness with sex, but I wasn’t. In fact, every time I thought about what I did two days ago, I craved another go.
“You okay Grace?” Tammy asked as she sipped her coffee. “You look flushed.”
Tammy had missed girl’s night, but planned to go this Friday for sure. That thought made me think about the book. She knew all about it and had filled her ‘wish’ out on Sunday so she wasn’t left out9.
“Yeah, too much caffeine I guess.” I stood. “I’ll be back.”
I went toward the restrooms to splash cold water on my face. A man came rushing by with a tray of coffee and knocked me back. I stumbled back, went through a partially open door, dropped my phone and nearly fell on my ass.
“Woah.” A deep voice said as I was caught in strong arms.
I looked up at the face of my savior and squeaked out, “Thanks.” As he stood me upright the thrill of his hands on my arms set my panties on fire.
His amber eyes held me captive as a smile spread across his sexy face. With a slight tilt to his light blonde head, he peered down my tight shirt and I wanted him to. Hell in that moment I wanted him to touch me again. What has come over me? I thought of the book and wondered. I glanced around the small office to see if we were alone. I bent at the waist to pick up my phone and his hands went to my hips.
Interesting. I waited as the pulse between my legs forced me to widen my stance just a little.
“Yes?” He said and slid a hand up my inner thigh.
What are the odds? I sucked my breath in and uttered a reply, the only one my body wanted.
“Can you touch your ankles?” he asked.
I could do better. I widened my stance and placed my hands flat on the floor. Yay for yoga and Pilates.
“Very nice, stay just like that.”
I looked back as he pulled his firm rod through the open fly of his pants and quickly rolled a condom on. My skirt was lifted and my panties shifted to the side. He spread me and invaded me slowly. The thick feel of him filling me wasn’t enough. I needed him to thrust and I wanted to push back.
With hands on my ass, he caressed my cheeks as he slammed into me at a steady pace. I could hear voices outside the office and so I muffled my cries as he pounded pleasure into me. I felt the tightening that I craved and clenched hard as the orgasm took hold and filled me fast. I don’t even know when he finished but when I felt him pull out, the glow of pleasure was settling through me. I don’t know why but I sensed the need to stay quiet. It’s not what I would normally do. I tend to ramble after sex. Hell, I ramble before it too. I was behaving completely opposite of how I would normally behave.
It was exciting and unusual. I didn’t know if ‘the tell no one’ meant my friends too so I didn’t. I wanted to see what happened next. Would there be a number three? Without a word, he left the office and after I straightened up I left too. I returned to Tammy and sat.
“Better?” She asked.
“Infinitely,” I smiled into my mug as I glanced around.
I was on the couch in a strangers house when I got the text. ‘I left, Sry‘ was what it said. Great. My friend brought me to this party and ditched me. I was about to get up and leave myself when a startlingly handsome dark-haired nearly black-eyed man sat beside me. Close enough our legs touched. He didn’t have to sit that close there was room.
“Are you staying?” He asked with a sexy smile.
“I suppose so,” I answered.
“Good.” He said, and his hand rested on my thigh. “I’m Dale.”
I was wearing a short skirt, and his hand was on a bare leg, his thumb moved across the skin sending shivers right to my lady bits.
Just then another attractive man with pale blonde hair and vibrant blue eyes sat to my left.
“I’m Ted,” he said with a smile. He sat just as close as Dale did.
“Lydia,” I said as Ted’s hand met my thigh. I looked around nervously.
The tone of the party had changed as if a switch went off. Lights dimmed, and people began kissing and or touching in pairs and small groups. Dales hand crept up my thigh and under my skirt. I was turned on by the sex-charged atmosphere.
“You can say no,” Dale said as he breathed into my neck. “But you’re so beautiful I’d love to make you feel good. Please let us.”
No? Did I want to say no? Us? A hand on each leg pulled them apart to give Dale’s hand access to my panties. Ted put a hand on my cheek and turned my face to him. He began kissing me as Dale’s fingers teased me through the fabric. I could say no, or I could let them. It was a thrill to have two men touching me. I felt no danger, and they asked permission in a way. There was a hand slipping under my shirt I was shifted forward, and Tim broke the kiss long enough to remove my shirt. When he returned, I opened my mouth to his and let his tongue in. Damn, he was a good kisser, and it was arousing me fast.
Dale’s mouth found a bared nipple, and he began sucking and licking as his fingers rubbed me harder through my now wet panties. Tim stroked my leg up to my breasts and back down. I was moved so I was off the couch and the remainder of my clothes came off. Then I was back to sitting on the couch. Tim kissed me, and Dales’ fingers slipped up and into my hot wet depths.
“Mmm.” I sounded my small protest sponsored by my dignity. Shut up dignity this feels amazing.
My body was on my side and wanted this offered pleasure. My legs parted for Dale, and I reached for their crotches. Both were hard behind their pants. If anyone told me I’d be doing this, I’d laugh. I’ve only had sex with single partners, and I knew them a while before even kissing them. Dale pulled his mouth from my breast and my face from Tim to kiss me. Tim went to a breast as Dale fingered me. There seemed to be hands and mouths everywhere. The pleasure was overwhelming, and I shuddered my beautiful release.
Dale stopped kissing me to suck his fingers as Ted moved to kneel and put his mouth on my southern lips. Just like that, Ted was licking and sucking me. Dale removed his clothes, and I was impressed, finely toned but not too much. I reached out to him and gripped his cock in my hands, warm thick and tasty looking.
Ted knew what he was doing, and as the pleasure built, I writhed beneath him. Apparently having two men was a ginormous turn on for me. Who knew? I gently stroked Dale as Ted licked me to another lovely climax. Panting I moved when Ted let me go and took Dale into my mouth. I reached for Ted to find his bare cock thicker than Dales but shorter and curved slightly.
With a cock in each hand, I alternated sucking and licking them. I’d secretly fantasized shyly about this. Not that I ever figured it would come true. I’ve seen this in porn movies but dismissed my interest as a curiosity of something unobtainable.
“Oh yeah,” Dale said as I popped him from my mouth to suck Ted.
“Fucking amazing isn’t she?” Ted said. “I knew she would be.”
I opened my eyes to see Dale roll a condom on. Ted moved to sit on the couch and kept me, so my mouth was still taking him in. I bobbed and sucked as Dale stood behind me, I arched my back to present myself, because why wouldn’t I, and he eased in.
I was hot, and I squealed with the pleasure. Ted moved my face from his cock to his mouth and kissed me as Dale pounded me hard from behind. To my utter surprise and complete disbelief, I had another orgasm pending. Ted pinched my tits hard as Dale thrust me over the peak for a third orgasm. I was slick and hot and became slicker as Dale pulled out. Ted rolled a condom on, and Ted moved me to sit on Ted’s lap with my back to Ted. Shouldn’t I be falling down exhausted or overwhelmed? I usually am if I ever make it to two orgasms. Instead, I wanted more, perhaps because I knew more was a possibility. I put my feet up on the couch and lowered over Ted’s thick curved cock.
“Oh my God,” I said as I slipped him in. “You feel so different.”
Ted pinched and rolled my nipples hard as I rode. Dale kissed me and teased my tongue with his.
“She’s hot and clenching tight,” Ted said. “Too tight.”
Dale stopped kissing me and grinned. I was beyond reason, I was so horny, and every plunge of Ted’s cock made it worse. I was going to have another orgasm, but this one was different. It was desperate, urgent and hot. It was as if my insides were burning, this was new.
“Fuck,” Dale said and dropped to his knees. Ted held my gyrating hips from lifting too far, and he began thrusting up into me fast.
“Oh shit,” I said and threw my head back. It was too much, too intense.
Dale began to lick and suck my clit as Ted thrust up and out, repeating fast and hard. I panted and cried out with each stroke of his thick member. My body became hotter if that was possible and I tensed so hard I couldn’t breathe and gritted my teeth.
“That’s it baby soak my cock,” Ted said as Dale sucked and flicked the pointed tip of his tongue over my clit.
The deep pressure of blinding need hit its limit. I cried out loudly as my body burst with ecstasy, wave after body jerking wave I came and soaked Ted’s cock and Dales’ face.
I have no idea how long my body took to come down from the most intense orgasm of my life, but when I did Dale was grinning at me.
“Lydia, that was fucking awesome.”
“I feel amazing, exhausted but amazing,” I said.
“Tell you what,” Ted said from behind me. “Let us take you home, you can have a rest, and when you wake up, we do that all over again.”
“We?” I said looking around and seeing other couples and groups in various sex acts. Holy shit I was at a sex party? How did I forget I was at a party full of people I don’t know and how did I not notice them after Dale and Ted began touching me?
“Ted and I are a couple, we live together. However, we like a woman in the mix. It’s hard to find someone that will play with us together and can come like you do.”
“It was fun…” I said still unsure.
Dale kissed my neck and Ted played with my breasts. This was why I didn’t notice the party.
“You’re beautiful Lydia, this could be an amazing thing for all of us if you give us a chance.”
There must be chemistry involved because I was getting horny again. Again I felt no fear whatsoever. I had an overwhelming urge to trust these two men. For the first time in my life, I decided to take a leap of faith toward something purely for myself.
My agreement was their cue to dress and then dress me. It was funny I didn’t have to do much. I didn’t even get to walk to the car. I was tired, and it was a huge turn on to be carried as if I weighed nothing.
I sipped my fifth glass of wine, two past my usual limit. Girl talk has gotten a bit brazen and lewd. The giggles and laughter were dizzying.
“Okay, Grace your turn.” Melissa handed me the strange book. “In order write your lucky number, position, and M or F.”
“Why are we doing this?” I asked taking the book and pen.
“The woman at the shop said it would lead us to true happiness and love. It’s just fun.” Carol said as she snickered.
I was the last to participate. I looked at the options listed at the top of the page we were writing on. It seemed sexual not romantic. I tugged at my long brown hair as I hesitated. The others had picked their number between one and five and all chose five. I wrote 3. They all had chosen back, knees and couch, I wrote bent over. Why not? It was just silly fun. I squinted my light brown eyes at the book and wrote the letter M. Leesha had written W and Melissa and I an M.
I don’t know if I’ve ever been close to real love. True happiness has always been just out of reach. Sure I’m happy but I’m incomplete. It’s horrible to think or feel that way but that’s just how it is for me.
Melissa took the book from me and closed it. “See you all next week. Tammy will fill hers in tomorrow.”
“You’re serious about this?” I slurred my words a little.
“Uh Yeah, Grace, why the hell not? It’s just good fun and a reason to get together once a week. Remember the rules.”
She was right it was fun to think a book will lead us to love. The rules were simple. Tell no one anything. Easy, it seemed too silly anyway. If we say no the magic ends until the next time we write our ‘wish’ down. The strangest one was to speak only if they start it.
When I woke the next day hungover, I laughed at myself for being so silly. By Monday I’d forgotten the book altogether. That afternoon I was dragged to a lunch meeting with the boss and some clients. I was good with the numbers and had wooed them easily. I needed to check in with George my co-worker; he was supposed to submit the numbers today and seemed frazzled.
“Excuse me,” I said as I got up to find a place to make a phone call.
The clients lacked humor and while easy to entertain, they were dreadfully boring. I kept imagining them with hard-ons and while that’s normally funny for me, I was feeling a bit too aroused. I’d never taint work like that but damn, I was randy today.
I smiled as I walked toward the restrooms. There was a man with light brown hair in an expensive suit watching me approach. His dark brown eyes locked on my Gray ones. Holy shit he was hot. My rational mind’s voice was yelling at me for thinking inappropriately while my lady bits began to flush with heat and wet. I dropped my eyes.
The man was obviously aroused. I looked back, we were alone and then the man opened a door to what looked like a private dining room.
I stepped inside, looked down at the empty table and he moved closer. Normally this is where I would freak out but I didn’t want to. All I wanted right now was for him to touch me.
His hands rested on my thighs, slid up taking my skirt with them. I began throbbing between my legs. He hadn’t said anything yet so I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t feel like I was in danger at all.
“Yes?” The man asked holding out a condom.
“Yes,” I replied.
What the hell? It was as if I’ve been possessed. Never in all my years have I submitted to stranger sex like this. Hell, I’m not even a one-night stand kind of woman. I leaned over and held onto the edge of the table. I needed him inside me and there was no backing out now. He pulled my silk panties to the side. The moment he grabbed my firm ass and his tip touched my opening I became desperate. I pushed back engulfing him fast.
He moved me forward so I was laying on the table, my head turned and he held me down. This should be freaky but it was a turn on. He was in charge and could hurt me and yet he was gentle. His thrusts came faster stirring my orgasm close.
“Yes!” I cried out as he grunted and held me down.
The slick sound of our sex and the slap of his body against mine caused a tightening deep inside me.
“Yes, oh yes, yes yes!” I closed my eyes and let the pleasure take over.
With every successional thrust, my orgasm surged until he pressed hard and jerked inside me. After a moment, he pulled out tucked himself away and left before I stood up. I felt amazing, light and good.
I was surprised that I didn’t feel shame or anything negative.
I made my way back to the table and the man was nowhere to be seen.
I licked my lips. I was going to but I didn’t want her to know I wanted to. “You first Tess.” I prompted my friend.
“Uh okay, you’re silly. I brought them over.” She rolled her eyes took the blue egg-shaped object slipped it between her legs behind her panties and popped it in. I didn’t see her do it but I knew she had as a sweet smile spread across her lips.
“It’s so big what if it gets stuck?”
“That’s what the handle is for Silly, and it will slip right out if you push.”
I looked at the pink egg-shaped wireless vibe in my hand. The smooth silicone had a two-inch silicone protrusion with a small ring on the end for gripping. I was wet from the idea. I went into the bathroom; I’m not as brazen as Tess. I pressed it against my opening and wiggled it in. It was wide and thick so took a bit of work. How Tess got it in so fast I had no idea. It slipped up in a pop and only the tiny ring showed. I wiggled my hips to feel it and put my panties back on. I went back out feeling the foreign thing in me. It felt good, full and it moved as I walked slipping around sensually inside.
“Good?” Tess asked.
“I knew you’d like it. Okay here you go.” She handed me the blue remote and dropped the pink one in her pocket. “No cheating, it stays in and don’t touch the remote until after we get there.”
“Fine.” I enjoyed the feeling a little too much.
My cheeks flushed as we got out of the taxi and walked to the party.
“I know you feel what I feel Sadie, hot right?”
“I’ll admit it feels really good.” It did and I was getting slippery from it.
The New Year’s Eve party was in full swing we were semi late because I hesitated so long about Tess’s game. By the time I found a drink, I was horny, too horny. Tess was chatting up a hot guy, she had no problem finding them. She told me to do her first. I reached into my pocket and hesitated. It was weird but part of me wanted to see what happened. I pressed the button and Tess stood up straighter, glanced over at me and then pulled guy to the dance area. She started grinding into him and it was obvious to me when she came. Nobody else knew. Or at least I assumed they didn’t.
I turned it off as she ditched the guy.
I looked toward the male voice.
“Hey yourself.” Toy or not the dark sexy man was making me wet.
“Sadie you don’t look like you want to dance, want to go outside?”
I did. I followed him out to the back yard, it was massive, the large pool dotted with swimmers, and couples making out. We settled on a slow pace toward the edge of the property. The toy swishing and stirring my arousal. Would she activate it? The anticipation added to my state.
“I want to kiss you.” Josh said. “I know we’re strangers but you’re painfully sexy.”
“Me?” This Josh was out of my league. Why not? My aching pussy said yes. “Sure if you want to.”
He grabbed me and pulled me to him his mouth fell to mine and I opened for him to invade me. The instant buzz deep inside made me gasp. Could he hear it? Probably not. I pressed closer, my breasts aching to be touched as his tongue dove into my mouth. I groaned as my arousal grew tenfold. His hand gripped my ass and I came hard.
“You’re fucking hot.”
The buzzing didn’t stop. “I’ve never…” What could I say? The intensity of the toy grew between my legs. “Oh you bitch.” I said under my breath with a sly smile. I reached in my pocket and turned hers on full.
“What?” He said unsure.
“Nothing.” I smiled as the need grew again. “Want to find a dark corner and make out?” Was I saying that? Did people still say that?
“Oh my god yes.” He pulled me toward the house.
Once inside we made our way upstairs. Off limits but whatever, nobody paid attention to those rules. I was panting from the climb and my aroused state. Josh the stranger I literally just met pulled me into a room after he checked to see if it was open and empty. It was and he locked the door behind us. I didn’t care where we were I just wanted his hands on my body. I pulled my shirt off and he mirrored me. My bra came next and his hands flew to my breasts as our mouths met.
“Are we?” he said as he lowered his mouth to an already hard nipple.
“Then yes.” I panted as he found my mouth again. I ground into him as my second orgasm rocked my body. Once that settled I set to undoing his pants as he pushed mine down. What would he say when he found the toy? I wrapped my hands around his raging hard on and looked down at his dark flesh in my hands.
“Wow, nice setup.”
“You know what they say.” He winked and tweaked my nipples. “You have a hot hard little body. But soft in all the right places.”
The buzzing didn’t stop and I was soaked and horny again. This time I wanted more.
“Touch me.” I said unsure of where my newfound bravado came from.
He did then pushed my panties down and kissed me as he lowered me to the bed. Who’s bed I had no idea and didn’t care. His hand slid between my legs and he stopped to tug on the handle.
“You on your period?”
“Uh no. That’s a toy.”
“A Toy?” he stopped and looked. “Shit. Wow. Why?” He pulled the toy gently making it move inside.
“My friend and I… Oh god that’s good. We thought we’d have some fun. Ugghh.”
“I’ve won the lottery.” Josh said and lowered his mouth to my clit. He sucked and move the toy, I bucked my hips from the onslaught and panted as another orgasm played out. I gasped as he kissed my mouth.
“I want to suck you.” I pushed up and got on my knees.
He was impressive and I was anxious to feel him inside me. I tugged the toy out and tossed it on the bed. I wanted a break. Its sound was soft. I lowered my mouth to him and inhaled his sent as I worked my way down. I gagged twice before I could take him into my throat. Licking, sucking and swallowing him. The sensation of him filling my mouth made me ache between my legs.
“Fuck woman you’re too much. Stop or I won’t be able to.”
I pulled my mouth off and he picked me up and shoved me on the bed. I watched him put the condom on in record time and climb on the bed.
“Roll over.” He smacked my ass and I got to my knees. “Spread for me.”
“Nah I want your hot wet pussy don’t worry.”
I clenched and unclenched as I spread knowing he was inspecting my goods.
“Holy shit.” His finger dipped in. “Are you ready?”
“Do I look ready?”
He moaned and pressed the huge tip to me. It burned to be stretched that much. Wet and hot made it easier I’m sure. He took his time. Clearly, he was aware that he was abnormally large.
“Who’s won the lottery now? Fuck Josh you’re too big, go slower.”
He backed out and started in again this time slicker he eased in better. “When’s the last time you had a cock in you? You’re fucking tight.”
“Two months? I normally date first.” I relaxed my muscles to let him push in. He backed out and tried again.
“Me too hotcake me too. Almost in.”
“All of it?”
“Fuck I hope so Sadie.”
“Ooh say my name again.”
“Sadie. Hot, tight, soaking wet Sadie, take my cock in.”
“I’m…” The pressure of him filling me and his voice tipped me over and I came right then and there as he pushed to my ends. I felt him hit and he smacked my ass hard as I clenched him and got wetter. “Oh give me a second.”
“I’m in. Balls deep Sadie. You took it all, does it hurt?”
“No. Oh I need you to move please.” The desire was sudden and toe curling. He pulled out and I felt deserted then he pressed back in and the shot of pleasure was incredible. “Yes.”
He thrust again.
“Yes, yes oh yes.” I cried as he pulled out nearly completely each time and slammed back in.
“Strangle my cock Sadie.” He grabbed a fist full of my hair.
He pulled my hair again and slammed into me hard and fast.
“Fuck me Josh, break me.”
He let go of my hair and grabbed my hips pulling me back with each thrust. I closed my eyes and held my breath collapsing to my chest he pounded me hard and fast shaking my body to its core. I spied the vibe still buzzing by my face and grabbed it. I reached awkwardly back and found my clit and pressed the toy to the sensitive nub.
“Oh fuck, oh Josh.” I grit my teeth and when the pressure became too much I cried out and convulsed around him as he held hard and deep inside me and I gripped him with my orgasm.
He pulled out and collapsed beside me breathing hard and fast.
I laid there on my stomach in the aftermath of the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. Twitching and grinning I turned to look at the man I just had sex with. Still hot and glistening with sweat.
“Sadie?” He said between breaths.
“Wanna ditch this party and come back to my place for the countdown?”
“I’ll be good to go in an hour.”
“I don’t know you.”
“I don’t know you neither, I want to stuff you full again and make you scream my name.”
“Oh um.” I sat up aroused that he wanted me again.
“Go find your friend swap remotes and if you want a weekend of unbelievable sex I’ll be waiting on the porch.” He took the toy and slipped it back inside me.
I watched him as we dressed quickly. A whole weekend? That sounded like fun. He kissed me hard and left the room. I found Tess and told her what I was doing and said I’d text her the address once I got there. She dittoed me and slipped away with her new playboy. I’ve never seen a grin so broad as Josh’s when I stepped out of that door onto the porch.
“There won’t be a Christmas for me this year.” I sang along to the cheerful sad lyrics.
She may be singing about a love gone away but I was singing about Christmas in general. Nobody could be bothered. The tropics or skiing were on the agenda. “Come now Annabelle were all a bit too old and none of us have kids. Come skiing.” My brother Clancy said. With mom gone now, there was no glue, no gravity center to pull us all in.
“There won’t be eggnogs by the cozy fire…”
There wasn’t a single holiday anything in my apartment. No tree, no stocking not even Christmas cards. Just like the song said, my stockings were as empty as my heart.
A week ago, I found a note on my door. An invitation to my downstairs neighbor Henry’s Christmas party slash dinner. I threw it out five times and retrieved it as many. It sat on my coffee table crumpled and re-flattened. It was the ultimate loser invitation. A Christmas day party for the pathetic with no Christmas of their own. Henry is the sweetest man. Awkward and cute about it. He was orphaned as a small child and he actually had nobody.
“Yeah Annabeth and he’s doing something about it ulike you mopey-pants.” I got off my couch, went to change into a nice sexy dark green dress and put my red hair up. If he could invite people to make a Christmas for himself then I can damned well bring it for him.
I took the small gift I bought for him out of the closet and grabbed a bottle of my favorite wine. Okay so maybe I planned to go all along.
I could hear instrumental Christmas music and smiled when he opened the door. He had his hair cut and brushed back. Instead of the usual button up shirts, he had a soft thin knit blue sweater.
“You look handsome Henry.”
That wasn’t flattery he actually did.
“Oh, here,” He held up a blindfold.
“It’s just so you can be surprised. I have a surprise for you.”
Dammit, he pleaded with his big blue eyes. I took the blindfold and handed him the wine. He carefully led me into his apartment and positioned me carefully.
“Okay, just one second… you can take off the blindfold.”
I did and blinked my eyes open. There were no other people here and he had a real tree with paper decorations. I had told him a long time ago about how we used to make paper decorations for our tree when I was a kid and missed that tradition the most. He had lights strung in the windows, garland on the ledges and walls.
“I know your family ditched you so I figured I could give you your Christmas.”
He had every detail, not exactly but scary kinds of close.
“I know it’s weird and maybe a bit creepy, it’s just you looked so sad and I had nothing better to do. Merry Christmas?”
He said it so unsure so afraid I’d freak out. I finally took a breath in and looked at Henry.
“You did this for me?”
All the months of conversation and coffee’s I never imagined he’d listened to me this closely. I covered my mouth. Oh my God. I remembered the gift I brought and held it up.
“I got this for you.”
He took the box and pulled the ribbon off. When he pulled out the book he actually stumbled back and sat on the chair near the tree.
I looked around. “Apparently for the same reason you did this.”
He opened the cover and looked up at me. “Annabeth…”
“I know it’s not the one you had as a kid. I was watching that silly movie where they guy runs around looking for a book a girl wrote her number in and I thought of you and the book you lost when you were a kid. That was the best I could do.”
“Annabeth, this is the nicest thing anyone has ever given me. That book that was stolen was the last worldly connection I had with my parents… The story’s they told me from Christmas’ past.”
He stood and set it down. “But that book is only a book.”
“I know I’m sorry. I didn’t even know where to start loo-”
I was not prepared for Henry-the-shy, to grab me by the sides of my head and kiss me. I was even less prepared to melt and kiss him back. There was a sudden rush in my core and I struggled to breathe. My mind flashed with memories. Of laughing, talking, and him leaving the second anyone, especially a man came near. Of gentle touches to the hand or arm of reassurance when I was upset. Memories of Henry’s smiles and genuine interest in what I was saying or doing. It occurred to me as his hands dropped to my hips and mine went up around his neck that I sought him out. I would invite him up for coffee or be conveniently waiting when he went for his morning jog or afternoon walk.
Holy shit. I broke the kiss.
I put my finger over his lips, stepped one-step back, reached behind me and unzipped my dress. With a shimmy, it slinked from my body and with a soft sound pooled at my feet. I’m not a fan of underwear and this dress required no bra be worn.
I put my hands up and gestured around the room. “Apparently we are in love. So please kiss me and prove it.”
I expected grabbing, groping and rush. He did none of that. After a slow appraisal of my naked body he stepped forward and kissed me again. His warm hands trailed every part of my upper body. Son of a bitch I responded. The heat was absurd and the pulse between my legs almost terrifying.
No words were needed, I moved as he did and when I opened my eyes Henry shifted me so I would lay back on his tidy and soft bed. I watched with interest as he pulled off his sweater then the shirt beneath is. Henry has been hiding his toned body. Not buff or muscular but angular and strong. He moved back over me and began kissing my stomach softly moving upwards to my sternum then over to a breast. His soft breath puffed hot as his lips made their way to a nipple.
I closed my eyes as he sucked my areola into his mouth and played his tongue tip over the puckering nipple. I saw the tree in my mind’s eye. How much effort he put into the paper ornaments. The thought and care and dare I say hope. Then as he moved his hands up and over my flesh to my breast and ribs, I recalled in the briefest of flashes all the little things he did with the hope I’d notice. I did, just not immediately.
“Oh Henry.” I said with the raw emotion I felt.
What magic there is in realizing someone loves you? My hands moved across his skin and lingered in the soft hair of his chest. I moved up to his shoulders. I let them rove and wander over his warm body and down to his waist to discover he’d shed his pants at some point while kissing my body. I shifted my legs as I found his tight ass cheeks and as if it were meant to be he rocked his hips and pressed against my opening.
I needed him, my body wanted him and with my hands, I pulled his face up to mine. We looked into the depths of each other’s eyes as he eased in. That moment was everything. The perfect declaration of how we felt. How he knew he felt and how I did but didn’t know it until now.
The tears that gathered in my eyes were full of too much emotion. With a smile, Henry pulled mostly out and kissed my falling tears.
“Annabeth, my sweet beautiful Annabeth.”
“Yes, I’m yours.” I moaned when he pushed back in. “I guess I always have been.”
We kissed as our hands explored and we got as close as two people can. It was perfect, passionate and as we neared our climaxes, we clung to each other in ecstasy.
Sated and glowing in pleasure my eyes drooped from exhaustion. Henry kissed my temple as I drifted.
“Henry I do love you, I actually do.”
“Oh Annabeth, I’m just the ghost of Christmases’ yet to come.”
My eyes opened and I gasped. I was alone in my apartment. The crumpled invitation on my coffee table. I had shunned it when I first got it. I didn’t torment over whether or not to go. I never planned to. I never found Henry the perfect present and I didn’t even have a sexy green dress. I grabbed the invitation and looked at my watch. Seven fifteen.
“There’s still time.”
I raced down the stairs, knocked and held my breath as he opened the door.
I stepped from the shower, water dripping down my torso to my rock hard cock. One would think that I would have tugged it out, well I did. The trouble is Holly. She’s on her way over and… shit I can hear her down stairs. Her melodic laugh penetrating the house.
I dried off with a soft fluffy towel and went to the spare room where my mom has me set up for the holidays. It was now her craft room and right now it looked like Christmas vomited everywhere. The rest of the family wasn’t getting here until tomorrow, mom had to slip out to work and asked me to entertain her neighbor’s daughter. Alone for the holidays since she can’t get off work, mom invited her over. I left for university when Holly was still awkward and very under age. I barely remembered the girl until last year when she came over. In five years she became a knockout. Eighteen and stacked. Slim hips, high perky breasts and the face of a Christmas tree angel. I spent most of the last visit imagining her eighteen year old berry red lips around my…
“Shit.” It wasn’t going away and I’ve been standing here too long.
I heard a car door and looked out the window. Mom was backing out of the driveway which meant…
I heard the dainty steps of Holly’s feet as she came up the stairs swiftly.
I did that weird panicky thing when you know you need to do something but all you do is stand there with arms extended twisting at the waist a little as if that will magically cover my body with clothes and get rid of my raging hard on.
The light rap on the door signaled my only chance to stall her. I opened my mouth to tell her I’d be out in a minute but the door opened. Blindly I grabbed for the nearest thing on the craft bench to cover my chubby friend.
“Hey Percy your mother said you were up here-“
There I stood in all my naked glory, as her eyes widened and words died on her sweet berry red lips. Her summer blue eyes dropped, those damned lips curled and her eyes met mine again. She stepped in and closed the door behind her.
I glanced down. In my hands I held an unfinished grapevine wreath with gold stars and green ribbon. I stood thick and hard through the center of the wreath. Not exactly the best object to hide behind.
“I hoped you’d give me a present.” Holly said smiling up at me as she approached. “How thoughtful of you and what I’ve always wanted too.”
She flicked her straight light blonde hair over her shoulder and wrapped her hand around me. Now here is where I should be telling her no, or apologize or be a little modest at the very least. Nope, that was not going to happen.
“You know, I thought this was going to be boring and I was going to have to go home and finger myself after I fantasized about you all evening. Like last year.”
The pleasurable twitch of my groin was let out another large trickle of pre-cum.
“Merry Christmas indeed.” Holly said.
She took the wreath away and dropped to her knees.
“Holly this is a bad idea.” There, I said something mature and responsible.
Her sultry smile seduced more clear juice from me. “Very bad Percy, oh so fucking bad.”
Her bright red lips parted into an O and she darted her tongue out to my balls. With a gentle lap she moved the nimble muscle to the base and never broke eye contact. Sweet fuck she had to be a Succubus or something because I was paralyzed with lust.
“Nmmmm,” The sexy noise from her was the result of her tongue slowly making its way to the tip and lapping up the fluid.
Her eyes dropped as she opened wide and took me in her mouth. Her moist lips and tongue encased me in glorious warmth. As she sucked and licked she took me in and out of her mouth. One hand gripped my ass the other cupped my balls with a gentle squeeze.
Fuck. If she keeps this up I’ll blow. I was about to grunt that at her in hopefully coherent words when she released me with a slurpy pop.
As she got to her feet she pulled a condom from her back jeans pocket and handed it to me. As I wrapped up she undid her pants, bent over and with her ass toward me exposed her silky flushed petals.
“Please Percy,” She said as she reached back and spread her ass cheeks exposing herself fully to me.
What’s a man to do? I stepped forward and pressed my condom clad friend to her opening. She let out a lusty huff and pushed back impaling herself with a moan of pleasure.
I gripped her firm ass and pulled mostly out before diving back in. Good god she’s tight. With her hands on the craft bench edge she braced as I pounded her hard. There was no way to be slow or gentle not with her pushing back with force to meet each thrust. Holly squealed and yelped and groaned her pleasure.
“Oh yes, Percy fuck me hard!”
A primal beast took over and I growled each time we slammed together. She clenched hard squeezing me too tight as she came. The waves of her orgasm and her loud moan tipped me over, my balls tightened and pumped out the cum with my own orgasm. Blinded by the sheer force of my pleasure I grunted my release. I stumbled back to the cot and sat on the edge breathing heavy.
“Holy shit Percy you’re a beast.” She smiled as she tugged her jeans up, “In many ways.” She eyed my slowly deflating shaft. “I’m so glad you’re up for this.”
Her wicked grin caused a flicker of lust deep within.
“I have wanted this for like ever. I have eleven more gold condoms, but since we don’t have twelve days of Christmas, I’ll settle for twelve fucks.”
“Do you have them with you?”
“Two more.” She pulled them out.
I held my hand out after tugging the used condom off. I wiped my self clean on a t-shirt and rolled a fresh one on my hardening length.
“Strip.” I said and she obeyed.
She sang as she removed her clothes, “On the second lay of Christmas my fuck friend gave to me…”
“Two perky tits,” I sang as I cupped and squeezed them while she laid back on the cot.
“And my pussy full of Percy.” She sang as I slipped back in.
I still had an hour before I would head out to the social club for a drink or two with the ladies. We met up every last Friday of the month after work but it wasn’t mandatory. If you show, great. If not there was next week.
I enjoyed the drinks and flirting with the well dressed men that frequented. The trick was to find one that didn’t just slip the ring off for the night.
I gently eased the sheer black high thigh stockings over my long legs. They were the sexy kind that stayed up on their own without garters. Dressed in only the garters I went to get wine while I put makeup on and dressed. I was taking a cab anyway.
I saw my cat Persnickety run with a guilty step to the bedroom and saw that he had knocked a few ornaments off the tree.
“Silly cat.” I said and went to see what he was up to.
I picked them up, sang along to baby it’s cold outside and reached high to put them out of Persnickety’s reach. I bent at the waist and picked up the last two and put them up high. I had others tied to the branches and hoped this year he wouldn’t bother these ones.
I turned and gave a startled yelp. Landon my sexy downstairs neighbor stood staring wide-eyed, open mouth and bulging pants with a bottle of wine and a large bag in his hands. I forgot he was coming over so I could help him make a gingerbread house from scratch for his work’s bake sale. In fact I distinctly said, ‘if you hear music just come in I wont hear you knock.’
I didn’t bother to cover up, what was the point, he got a great view of me already. I honestly thought in my head somehow he was coming over tomorrow night and had hoped it might evolve into more this time. I reached over and turned the music down to a more reasonable level.
“Sorry,” He said, “Am I early?”
“No, I mixed up the days in my overworked brain.” I smiled as he cleared his throat and dropped his gaze to my breasts.
I took that moment to check out the distinct outline his thick cock made against his pants. The sudden ache between my legs suggested I might have more fun tonight than I thought.
“I can come tomorrow.”
“Wouldn’t you rather come tonight?” I said and un-tucked his shirt.
He set the wine and cookie ingredients down on the table beside my couch as I unbuttoned his shirt.
The moment this hands were free he cupped my jaw and brought his mouth down on mine. The absurd amount of hormones that stampeded through me was staggering. I actually whimpered. Our mouths opened and tongues sought each other out as his hands moved to gently my breasts.
His fingers were anything but gentle as they pinched and rubbed my hardened nipples. It was too much, I worked at removing his pants and pushed them down until they fell of their own accord.
We were past words that were unnecessary as our hands took over communication. I took his hot flesh in my hands and stroked my promise to him as he reached one hand down between my legs assuring me of his intentions.
with four fingers he massaged my wetness until I was desperate with need. I put one foot on the coffee table and lifted up using his shoulders for balance. His hands went to my ass to guide me as I wrapped my legs around him. Months of subtle flirting with Landon came to head as his slowly penetrated me.
Locked in a deep maddening kiss, I took him in completely and by the light of the tree we fucked frantically too in the moment to even move from where we stood.
I rode him in my living-room. Hot slick sounds of our sex, breathing and moans filled the room as we stopped kissing. I wrapped my arms around his neck as my orgasm knocked me useless with pleasure.
Landon gripped my ass hard and thrust harder up into me before he jerked and came. Once I regained some sense I went back to kissing him. I didn’t want him to think I only wanted a quickie.
When my feet hit the floor it was cold and hard not the softness of my carpet. I opened my eyes to find us in my bathroom. Our apartment layout is the same.
“Please tell me your on the pill.”
he looked relieved. “Great, let’s have a shower then some wine.”
“Yum to both. Then we can make some dough and I’ll deep throat you once it’s made. Then we play and make the cookie house pieces in the morning, have some more fun and then make the house.”
He eyed me making me feel ultra sexy, “I’m suddenly looking forward to Christmas this year.”
He was already stiffening up as I turned the shower on and took the stockings off.
It’s perverted, it’s wrong, it’s a sin. I’ve heard it all and more. I started researching for a church volunteer project and accidentally found a rather naughty website. Since then I’ve been hooked. I just don’t see how something that makes me feel so good can be bad.
I love masturbating, anyone that says they don’t is lying. Earlier today while at work and bored beyond tears I had an idea. Once I got hold of it, it stuck and couldn’t be shaken. I went home, glad that I lived alone, and became giddy and over stimulated just from the idea. I took a shower, groomed and went to my bedroom.
I put on some jazzy instrumental Christmas music, sat naked on my bed and looked at my tablet. The tingle and tightening inside my pussy made my mind up. I carefully set the tablet against the wall and reversed the camera. I moved it around until my face was out of view and settled on my floor. Tapping record I sat back and began playing with my breasts. I could see myself and as I pinched my nipples I spread my legs.
I looked sexy and horny. Slowly I lowered one hand with red and white striped candy cane nails knowing this was wrong and yet oh so perfectly right. Leaning against my bed I gently skimmed my fingers over my southern lips. My northern ones parted with a soft ‘puh‘ and a sexy groan.
My body revved up with vibrations of need and my fingers moved over and through my flushed folds. They became shiny quickly and I forgot the camera. I closed my eyes and slipped my ring finger and middle into my aching hole.
With another soft groan I began fingering myself with one hand and gripping my breast hard with the other. In and out my fingers dove and retreated repeatedly. It felt amazing and as I became more wet I dropped my other hand to my clit and began a fast hard rub.
Lost in the need for release I pummeled my g spot with my fingers and rubbed my clit. I couldn’t have opened my eyes if I had to at this point.
“Oh, oh, oh, yes!”
My body tensed, my toes curled, I finally remembered the camera and I spread my folds to show it my clenching pulsing pussy. Once I tempered, I stopped recording. I watched the video at least three times to make sure there wasn’t any glimpse of my face and incidentally masturbated again as a result.
I laid on my stomach on my bed after uploading the video to my laptop. My finger hovered over the download button on that rather naughty website and I became so horny I had to do it. I tapped the mouse pad and the arrow clicked the button. Within twenty minutes it had forty likes, eight comments and one video response.
“Interesting.” I said and read the caption. “You did this.” I read it aloud.
The image was a man with a little Santa hat over his hard on. I clicked the video. The hand moved the hat away from the sexy glistening prize and began stroking his raging hard on with my video playing in the background. I watched and fingered myself again as he coated his stomach with white sticky cum. I got out my vibrator to enjoy an evening of comments, video responses and self imposed orgasms.
I’m not a fan of concerts. It’s weird I know. All my friends are and so I go along with them and I do have fun, just not scream my head off fun. I’ve been crowd separated from my friends and would wait until this open air night concert was over to text and locate them.
This particular concert was crowded and set up in a downtown city square. The music was loud and the crowd was a mess of bodies bumping, pushing and jumping. I felt a hand go around my waist and looked over my shoulder to see Carter smile at me as he pulled me close to him and out-of-the-way of a flying elbow from the guy beside me. Thank God he was here, It was getting tense and I didn’t want to be here alone.
His dark eyes playfully flirted before he looked back at the stage. Carter is not my boyfriend. I haven’t dated anyone since I graduated university. I’ve been too busy and nobody seems interested. Or I’m oblivious.
“Rowdy crowd.” He said with his mouth next to my ear making my skin tingle.
I nodded and smiled when his hand moved up under my shirt to rest on my stomach. We moved closer to the barricade and were instantly crowed in from all sides.
I pressed my thighs together feeling the hard arousal deep within me surge. Carter was a strong man with dark skin and a body worth wetting panties over. Therefore mine did a mighty fine job of becoming damp.
I didn’t do a thing to stop him when his fingers pressed against my stomach and inched behind my low-cut skirt. I’ve liked Carter for a while but had no idea he was even remotely attracted to me. He is my best friend’s cousin who moved to town two years ago and I’ve secretly lusted after him ever since.
His teeth grazed my ear and I pressed my ass back and found him hard and hot behind his pants. His fingers sneaked into my valley and dove into my wet pool. I’ve never even kissed in public let alone been fingered in public.
He slowly pressed his fingers deeper and the heat between my legs roared to life. The band shifted into the next song as the lead singer started the stupid awkward banter they often do. The back beat to a very popular song started to form as Carter pulled his fingers mostly out and plunged them back in slowly.
The only people who could see what he was doing would be the people immediately boxing us in and they were intent on the stage. The cold metal of the barrier became available when the man in front of me moved left just enough. I grabbed it and held on as Carter fingered me faster. As the crowd went wild I climaxed on his fingers.
“Fuck I knew it.” He said from behind loudly. “I’ve wanted you for too long.”
I responded by reaching back and stroking his bulge.
“Holy shit.” My words were lost in the screams and music; He was much larger than I thought.
Then suddenly he popped out of his pants and into my hand. I didn’t question it and stroked his silky thickly veined member behind my back.
I’d love to leave and put the thick cock inside me. Just the thought made my lust course violently through me. He moved my hand from him and back to the barrier so I was holding on with both hands. I was lust crazy, so much that I didn’t stop him when my panties were pulled to the side and he pressed his tip to my opening. Looked over my shoulder and he plunged deep and held himself there.
“Condom don’t worry.” He said in my ear and I relaxed.
I was on the pill, but still I don’t do bare back unless… my thoughts disappeared completely as he began pumping to the beat. For all around us he moved as if sort of crowded dancing.
I was so wet and hot as he fucked me from behind. I stood there as if nothing was happening until I started gasping and hid my yelp’s in the noise of the crowd.
I was being fucked in public with other people bumping into me. Carter was either declaring a start to a relationship or just using me. I was okay with either but hoped it was both.
I clenched hard on his thick mass as my climax neared. It wasn’t taking long either, with all the excitement and naughtiness I was ready to pop.
I screamed loud as I came and Carter kept going until he wrapped his arms around me and thrust so fast I couldn’t catch my breath and forgot completely we were in an absurdly public place. Suddenly as he burst his dam I came again and closed my eyes as I came apart in glorious contractions. He held me up until I could function again. The euphoric bliss pulsed in me along with the music.
Carter pulled out and a moment later he was making his way out of the crowd with me in tow.
We made it to a clearing and he turned me around to face him.
“Mel you’re mine now.” He said and kissed me so thoroughly I forgot once again we were out in public.
He lifted me from the ground with one hand and with the other he pressed a finger into my swollen soaking hole.
Gasping for breath I grinned at his lusty face as he backed off from the most outrageous kiss I’ve ever had.
“Carter I’m totally yours.” I said as his fingers slipped in and out fast from behind.
“Then let’s go back to my place and see how many times I can make you come.”
“Oh God.” I said and fluttered my eyelashes as I had my fourth orgasm in less than twenty minutes.