The mindless chatter in his head continued on as he sat in his comfy recliner. Headbanger's ball was on the television, but he was recording it on his TiVo, so it really didn't matter if he paid attention to it or not. Of course, solitaire was being played on his laptop. Once again, he was high, legally, of course. Sometime ago, he found an alternative to his favorite plant. But what he was really craving was company. As the thought crossed his mind, a knock came at his bedroom window. He was so confused. 'Since when does anyone knock at my window' he thought to himself. He got up and put his laptop on the table. Slowly moving toward where the tapping was coming from, he lifted the curtain covering the window. There, bent over to see inside, was one of his best chick friends. He opened the window, "Hey, what're you doin?" he asked the gorgeous female standing outside.
"Not much. You wanna hang out?" she asked with a sly but adorable smile. As if she was up to something sneaky.
"Yeah that'd be cool. Let me just get dressed and I'll be ready to roll," he said as he started to walk away.
"No, I mean, would it be cool if we just hung out here? I really don't wanna be driving around right now," she said as she rubbed her slender neck.
"Sure, come around back and I'll let you in," he said as he pointed in the general direction of the door. He walked out of his room and headed for the basement door. He clicked on the outside light and saw a vision of beauty. She was wearing a short skirt that showed off her sexy legs, a black wife beater that almost seemed to tight, and a baseball cap holding back her hair so you could see her angelic face. Almost immediately my eyes were drawn to her breasts. They had been augmented recently, and luckily she didn't go too large. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, because it was a little chilly out and her nipples were very erect. None of that mattered, he was just glad his wish had been granted.
As she walked in through the door, she ran a finger under his chin, "So which way is your room?" speechless he pointed to his room. She turned in that direction and walked away, swiveling her hips ever so slightly as she walked. He stood there stunned, but only for a moment. He couldn't help but follow. As he walked in through the door, there she sat on his bed. Her legs were crossed, and her hands were propping her up. Her head was tilted to the side just a bit.
"So you're in my room. That's a first," he said while slowly looking her up and down.
"Yeah, you don't mind that I'm on your bed, do you?" she asked him coyly. She patted the seat to her left, and motioned for him to sit down.
Hesitant for only a moment, he walked toward her. "It's cool, because you're the sexiest lady to ever sit on my bed," he said, unconvincingly trying to be smooth. He sat and shook his head, realizing how dumb he just sounded.
"Well, that was a line if I ever heard one," she said as she rubbed his leg, letting her fingers linger on his thigh.
"So what you been up to? It's been awhile," he said looking into those beautiful eyes.
"Not much," she said as she leaned back on her hands. As she did, her breasts seem to become more emphasized. She put her chin down to her chest, and looked at him almost lustfully.
"Uhh...so what you got in mind?" he says as he gives her another quick up and down.
"I saw that perv" she said giving him a playful slap on the arm. She then put her leg over his, spreading her legs at the knees. That's when he noticed that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. "I don't know, what sounds fun to you?" saying slyly, wiggling her leg a little. She moved closer, laying her head on his shoulder.
"Well...I got an xbox 360. We could play a game," he said nervously, "I've got some movies too."
"How about you put on some music? None of that hard stuff, though. I can't handle it," she said as she sat back up and moved her leg, "Maybe some R&B. If you even listen to that kind of stuff."
"Actually I do, I have a playlist," he said right before he realized what he was saying. 'Oh look at me; I have a playlist full of random sexy songs on my computer.' He felt like such a tool. "I mean yeah, I got some." He got up and walked to where his computer was sitting and started the playlist. Oddly enough, the first song to play was 'Lap dance' by n.e.r.d., one of his favorite songs. He turned back toward the vixen seated on his bed and noticed her bobbing to the music.
"So is that what you're wanting, a lap dance," she stood up slowly and moved toward him, swaying slightly as she walked.
"That does sound pretty fun. Although, I don't believe I could give a very good one," he said as he stood staring, thinking, 'Is karma finally catching up with me?'
"I don't doubt that," she giggles as she gets right up to him. She gets so close to him, that he could feel her body heat. She puts her hands on his chest and pushes him into the chair. "But I was thinking I would give you a lapdance. I'm in the mood to give one and you're a willing participant, right?" she says as she bends over in front of him to restart the song. He couldn't help but take another sneak peak under her skirt. She turns around and starts moving to the beat of the music. She moves in closer and whispers into his ear, "As long as you're a good boy, you can touch me wherever you want." She straddles him and begins to grind with the rhythm. She gets closer to him, so close that he could feel her warm breath on his face. She puts her arms around his neck and drapes her hair over his face. It smelled better than he ever could've imagined.
"Wow," he says as he puts his hands on her hips, "I never thought this would happen." She smiled at him as she slowly began pulling up her shirt, teasing him. She hesitated and slid it back down.
"No wait," she said as she grabbed his wrists and moved them up her sides, "You do it." She grinned at him and continued to grind. He had never felt skin so smooth. He stopped at the underside of her breasts. He slowly unveiled her supple chest. He let the shirt rest atop those lovely mounds of flesh, and felt them with both hands. He moved in to kiss them but she pushed his head back, "Not so fast. I'm not done with the dance yet." She raised her arms and he promptly finished removing her shirt. He dropped it to the floor beside his chair.
"So far, best lap dance I've ever had," he states as she stands up and turns around. She sat back down on his lap, and began grinding all over again. She leaned back against his chest and put her lips to his ear, "You can kiss my neck if you want to."
He kissed her neck up and down gently. He moved his hand up her belly to her breasts and began squeezing one softly. He let the other linger on her stomach. He could feel the chill bumps on her skin. She took that hand and slid it down the front of her skirt. He felt how moist she was, without even touching her yet. He slowly ran his fingers over the outside of her vagina, and she moaned softly.