None of the events in this story ever occurred. It's all fiction people.
"Hey Jake, mind if I ask you a question?" Elisha asked, looking over my Ace Frehley signature series Les Paul, wearing only the KISS concert shirt she had bought two months prior.
"Well, we just did have sex to the point where I'm seeing spots, so knock yourself out," I replied with a smile.
"I didn't hear you complaining between the moans," she shot back with a giggle, "but back to the question. What's with the guitar?"
"Well, if you must know," I said, getting up from my bed and embracing her from behind, "I used to play. Not well, but I learned a few songs."
"All KISS ones, I assume?" she asked, turning around to face me, delicately wrapping her arms around my neck.
"You know me too well. I must think of a way to make sure my secrets never leak." I lifted her in my arms and laid her on my bed.
"I can only think of a few ways you can earn my silence, and I can already tell you don't have 4 trillion dollars...," she said with a smirk as I started kissing her legs, slowly parting them as I worked my way upwards. I kissed and nibbled alternately on her legs, lifting them onto my shoulders as I continued my slow crawl. I was about to latch onto her wet opening when her cell phone went off. "Just let me get this sweetheart." She answered her phone as my face waited between her legs. "Hello? Oh, hi Don." Great, it was her agent. She was going to be on the phone for a while. I contemplated my predicament for a moment. Then I looked right into her eyes and gave her a devilish smile. She mouthed at me "Don't you dare." That of course, left me with no choice BUT to dare. I lifted her shirt up to her waist and started to lick up and down her slit, visibly sending shivers up her body. I slowly inserted my tongue inside her snatch, twisting and licking her wet inside, while she was trying her best to compose herself within her conversation. I slid in my index and middle fingers and began to thrust while I moved my mouth to kiss her along her inner thigh. She let out a noticeable gasp, and explained it simply as a stubbed toe, flashing me a raised eyebrow as I continued my fun.
I moved my mouth back to her slit, and pulled her hood back to reveal her clit, and I latched my lips around it and began to suck on it hard, lashing my tongue across it in quick flashes as I fingered her. She took her free hand to grab me by the head and hold me down there, like I was even contemplating moving.
She began to thrust her crotch up towards my face, as her own face began to contort in pleasure. I could tell it was becoming harder for her to hide her treatment over the phone the more I did this. But due to her body's actions, I didn't see any sign she wanted me to stop.
"Yyyyesssss, Don. That sounds greeATTT!" she exclaimed loudly into her phone as I began to nibble on her button, teasing it gently with my teeth. "That was nothing...y-you must have a bad connection." She shot a another look at me, and mouthed "You are so going to get it" at me. Not that I cared. I wasn't stopping until she reached her climax. I moved my tongue across her clit at alternating speeds now. Sometimes lightning quick, other times achingly slow, grazing my teeth across it still on occasion. My fingers were now being twisted and crooked with in her with their every thrust as well. She began to buck herself up more and more rapidly, her orgasm obviously imminent, any attempt to disguise her enjoyment slowly losing its potency. I slid another finger into her as I thrusted, bringing the count up to three. She dropped her phone and grabbed my head now with both hands, as her body stiffened, her orgasm hitting her.
"FFFFUUUUCCKKK!!!!!!" she yelled as her juices flooded over my mouth and hands. As soon as she removed her hands from my head, I moved my self up to her smiling face. I stuck my fingers into her mouth, which she eagerly accepted, tasting her own juices. I then deeply kissed her, our tongues intertwining as she moved her arms around my neck. She picked her phone up again, scrambling to find a way to explain the noise. "Sorry Don. The noise....um....it was a movie?" I began to snigger as she did her best to come up with a good excuse.
"I'll be in the shower," I whispered to her.
"I'll join you in a few," she whispered back, kissing me on the cheek.
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"I'll see you tonight then?"I asked Elisha as she ate the scrambled eggs on her plate. "All packed and ready to go?"
"Yes Jake," she replied, sipping her orange juice. "All my stuff is ready for the weekend trip. We won't lose time or anything. We'll be there right on time so Mommy and Daddy won't yell at you."
"I just don't want to have to sleep at a motel. Never been a comfortable experience for me."
"Why's that babe?" she asked, cocking her eyebrow.
"Saw that movie Psycho when I was around 8 in a motel room. Family trip. I was alone in the motel room. Freaked me the Hell out. From then on, I basically said "no" to motels. I've slept in cars when given the choice ever since."
"You are a total nutjob."
"And your point is?"
"Oh nothing," she said getting up from her seat. "Although now I think I know why I like you so much."
"Really, what's that then?" I asked holding her by the waist.
"You're insane," she said. "I like that in a man." She gave me a deep kiss, licking my lips as she removed hers.
"Oh boy, wait till my other personalities find out you like me the best. It's gonna break their hearts."
"Oh poor babies," she said with a laugh. "Anyway, I'll meet you back here at around 10:00. That good for you?"
"That's great babe. See you then."
"Bye Jake," she said, walking out my door.
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I was sitting on my couch playing Max Payne 2 when a knock came to my door. I went to answer it and found Laura and Mila, but only one of the two actually seemed glad to see me.
"What's up luvahboy?" Laura asked, walking through my door with Mila in tow. "You actually out of your bedroom for once?"
"Yes, and you're not on your back for once?" I asked with a laugh.
"Ouch. That hurt. Can you see the teardrops?"
"Hey short stack," I said to Mila. "What's with the anger mode?"
"I don't want to talk about it Jake," Mila said, sitting on the couch.
"Hey Jake, can I speak with you outside for a minute?" Laura asked, to which I nodded in response and followed her outside. "Mila's still having a lot of problems with you and Elisha hooking up."
"Hey, it never would have happened if she didn't come up with her little one-year plan."
"Believe me Jake, I know, and I am certainly not gonna put any blame on you. You got yourself a nice little number to bang whenever you please, and from what you've told me so far, the fun between you two is only beginning. Only bad part about it for me is no more of our little "visits", but thems the skids. Mila though, she's pissed. Not really at you, but at herself. She's kicking herself Jake. She needs you to be her friend right now, help her through it."
"That's what I've been trying to do Red, but she won't even talk to me. Or Elisha. In fact, I'm surprised you got her to come over here."
"It was a challenge Jake, believe me. But then I basically asked her if she wanted to throw away over a decade-long friendship over this, and she came around. She's still a little mad though. SO I wouldn't mention taking Elisha to meet your parents today unless you absolutely have to."
"Gotcha. Anything else?"
"Well, yes, there is one thing I need to ask you."
"What's that?"
"You sure you don't just want to rush to your bathroom for a 15 minute quickie? For old times' sake?"
"Come on Laura....."
"Alright. Can't blame a girl for trying. Let's get Mila off that couch and head out for lunch."
