This really sucked. I just spent three hours in that stupid bar, trying to find someone for a nice one-night-stand. And nothing – not one person I would even remotely consider. In three hours! How could that be? This wouldn't do. It was four weeks almost to the day that I broke it off with Mira. And since then my love- and even worse my sex life had been non-existing. This had to end right now or I would die of blue balls within the day. So I drove the car down Park Street almost subconsciously. Dan had said that he would stay at home tonight studying when I asked him to join me on my little bar trip. Well, screw studying! And anyway, it was twelve thirty at night; he should be done with whatever essay he had to write by now. I've known Dan for about six or seven years and we had hooked up a few times. It was friends with benefits in the best way possible. We hung out sometimes, watching some movies, going to the collage football games...or fuck if we were in the mood. And tonight I was definitely in the mood. And I was pretty sure I could convince him to be too...
When I pulled up to his apartment building all the lights behind his windows were out. So he was already in bed. Even better – that's where I wanted him anyways. And who could say no after a good wake-up blowjob? Smiling, I got out of the car, through the never closing entrance doors (sometimes a crappy neighbourhood had it's perks) and up the two flights of stairs until I was in front of his door. I quickly searched for the key he kept in that ugly flower arrangement his sister had given him to "make his new place feel more like home". I'd always told him that it was stupid and dangerous to keep a key outside your door but at the moment I was really grateful he'd never listened to me. I turned the key carefully and tried to be as quiet as possible. I wanted to wake him with my mouth around his cock...only way to ensure he wouldn't be pissed at me for waking him up in the middle of the night. Sneaking through his flat I disposed of my shoes somewhere in the living room to be even quieter. When I made my way to his bedroom I saw a small sliver of light falling through the door. Apparently he left it ajar... even better for me. I pushed the door open inch by inch...and froze in place. Ok, person on the bed – definitely not Dan.
There in the middle of his bed was a girl – naked, legs pulled up and tied to her chest, arms spread out over her head, wrists tied together. Even from the door I could see her ass cheeks glowing bright red...and her pussy shimmering with moisture. God she looked amazing...and well fucked. Well fucked and spanked apparently. I knew Dan was into the whole ropes and cuffs routine and liked it a bit rough sometimes, even if we'd never shared that part of his preferences. But to see it first hand was different from just knowing. I couldn't see the girl's eyes because they were screwed shut tightly but her whole body screamed arousal, unfulfilled lust. The fact that she was trying to not rub her legs together and the way she bit her lower lip to stifle the little moans she made whenever her ass slid over the bed sheets clearly showed that she was trying to keep it together, but her body told a different story. Her nipples were perked up, her fists griped at the sheets over her head and her whole body just quivered in anticipation.
When I heard the footsteps approaching the door I tried to back up a bit but it was too late and I ended up right in front of a naked, hard and slightly annoyed Dan.
"And what are you doing here?"
His voice was huskier than usual and his eyes felt almost cold when they stared into mine. I tried to answer him but saying that I was here for a quick fuck seemed kind of stupid. So I just broke his stare to cast my eyes down - which wasn't helping at all because now I was staring directly at his cock. His very long and still very hard cock. I felt blood rushing into my cheeks, all that was left till most of it had gone straight to my groin as soon as I had seen the mystery girl. Oh, the girl... I looked at her and this time I caught her eyes. They were huge and green... and looked at me curiously, expectantly. As if she tried to figure out if this was part of the game she was playing with Dan. Oh, Dan...I switched my glance back to him just in time for seeing him giving me an appraising onceover. When his eyes met mine again there was a hint of certainty there that hadn't been there before.
"I see."
He turned around and walked slowly over to his bed. Standing directly bedsides her he started to run his hands gently up and down her thighs and over her butt cheeks. Every stroke was accompanied by a small hiss or moan. He caught my eyes again.
"She is beautiful, isn't she? I prepared her all night... come here Dave, take a closer look. I know you want to..."
I swallowed hard and shakily stepped into the room. Hesitantly I made my way to the bed. Standing right next to her I could see the welts on her ass, the redness of her wet pussy and the tightness of the muscles in her legs. He'd prepared her all night...scenes of Dan tying her up, spanking her, fucking her flashed before my eyes. My breath caught in my throat. God, I wanted to...yeah, what exactly did I want? To fuck her like this? To let him fuck me like this? I was lost...but at the same time so incredible hard that I thought I would come just from moving.
"You can stay. But if you do, it will be right there, on your knees."
Dan's voice startled me out of my thoughts. Did I want to stay? Oh god, yes! But what did that mean – on my knees? Why would he want me to...oh. I dropped to my knees. I still don't know why I did it but I did. I wanted to see him fuck that girl, I wanted to hear her moan and plead while he did. Somehow I wanted to be part of it. And so I just sank down on the carpet, eyes glued to his hands that were still caressing her ass. Dan nodded and slowly turned away from me.
"Good."
He ran one finger slowly along her pussy, not pushing in, barely touching it. That provoked a slight hiss. Then he started to pinch her outer lips between two fingers – starting at the bottom, working his way up to her clit. When I heard her cry out I shifted my glance to her face; and saw tears running down her cheeks. For a moment I panicked – what if she didn't want this? But then I saw her rolling her hips, pressing into Dan's hands. And even though she started to sob louder with each pinch, she never stopped. A shiver ran down my spine, directly to my cock. God, I wanted to stroke myself so badly. But somehow I knew that I shouldn't. That it wouldn't be...right.
