You saunter through the room and hand me my 3rd beer. I have a nice buzz on as I stare up into your eyes, ‘Thanks babe,’ I say as I take it and set it next to me. You are wearing a dangerously short black skirt, and a tight red spaghetti strap top. Your nipples are hard and poking out for all to see. You don’t care, you like showing them off.
‘No problem, sweetie,’ you say as you turn and head back to the kitchen. My eyes aren’t the only ones watching as you disappear.
‘You are one lucky guy, Dustin,’ a friend says.
‘Fuck yeah,’ says another. Smiling broadly at the compliments. Maybe it’s the beer, but I drop a bombshell and say,
‘And she’s not wearing any underwear.’ The room explodes, the guys hooting and hollering. You run back into the room. We all quiet down.
Andy says, ‘Uhh, the Redskins just sacked the quarterback.’ And with that you head back to the kitchen. Then he turns to me and in a whisper, ‘You’re fucking with us.’ All the guys lean forward to hear my answer.
‘Nope. I told her no underwear and she’s not wearing any.’ The guys shake their heads. I notice Dave and Jim adjusting their pants. I think their getting erections, but I’m not about to ask. I take another swig of beer. ‘She loves not wearing underwear. Gets her hot. She fucks like an animal when she’s gone a day without wearing them.’ The guys all take a long drink of beer.
‘No fucking way. You’re lying,’ says Derek.
‘Watch,’ I reply. I call to you and you strut in.
‘You called lover?’ you ask. I motion you over to me. You bend down and I grab you and pull you forward. Bending at the knees I lock my lips on your. My tongue slips into your mouth. You struggle a bit, then kiss me fully. While we are kissing I pull up the bottom of your skirt, without you realizing it. I let go of you.
‘That’s all I wanted.’
‘Are you sure?’ you ask in a sultry, thrusting a hip in my direction. Laughing I pat your bottom as I send you away. When you’re gone I turn to Andy.
‘Well?’
‘You weren’t lying,’ he says, then adds, ‘Dudes she’s totally shaved.’ The hooting begins again, but this time you don’t come into the room. I sit back to watch the game. As I take another pull from the bottle, Jim gets up and leaves.
In the kitchen you are standing with your back to the door. Your eyes are closed and your hand is between your legs. Gently rubbing your clit, thinking about my kiss. Imagining after the game when everyone leaves and you have me all to yourself. Dreaming of my hard cock pounding your tight pussy. You feel a body press up against you and you feel a cock press into your ass. A hand reaches around and begins to massage your clit. Groaning you press back against the hard cock nestled between your cheeks.
‘D, lets go to the bedroom,’ you whisper.
‘Let’s go.’
Gasping you pull away and turn to see Jim standing there smiling. Flustered, but excited, you say, ‘Get out of here Jim. What the fuck were you doing?’
‘Just came in for another beer.’ Smiling he takes one from the cooler and heads back. You stand there, pissed, but excited.
Jim sits down next to Andy and begins whispering in his ear. After a moment Andy gets up and leaves. I continue to watch the game joking with Derek about the Eagles cheerleaders.
Andy walks into the kitchen. You are sitting watching the door. Without saying a word, Andy grabs a beer and walks over to you. He sits next to you and asks, ‘Everything Ok Marla?’
‘Oh, yeah, I’m just a bit lonely in here by myself.’
‘Come join us then,’ Andy says and puts his hand on your thigh. You don’t move it, but you do open your legs a bit. His hand slowly traces up your thigh, ‘we would love to have your company. We would love to have you in there with us.’ His fingers lightly touch your lips and as they stroke you, getting all wet, you pull his hand away.
‘Get out of here Andy,’ she said. Smiling he grabs his beer and goes. When he gets back in he sees Jim and Dave talking. Both are smiling as they look up at him. Andy lifts his fingers and licks them quickly. Dave gets up to leave. Andy sits next to Derek and leans into him.
Dave walks into the kitchen and walks right up to you. You shuddering inwardly because you know what he wants to do and you’ve decided to let him. You know it is wrong, but you are so very excited. Dave walks right over and stands next to you. He grabs you, pulls you up and locks his lips against yours, pressing his cock into your belly. It is so big pressing into you. His tongue feels good in your mouth and your hands run down to caress his cock through his jeans. His hands move to the sides of your skirt, pulls it up and begins to massage your ass.
Realizing what you are doing, you pull away from Dave. You don’t say a thing and neither does he. Smiling he leaves. Your knees are weak and your pussy is drenched. As Dave leaves you see Derek enter. He is big and black and the bulge in his pants is enormous. As he gets close you try to go around him. He grabs your arm and holds you there.
‘It’s my turn,’ he says. He pulls you to him and pulls up his shirt. The head of his cock is showing just above his waistband. He pulls your head forward and places your lips at his cock. This is so very wrong, but you are so turned on and he is so big. The smell from his cock is strong. It’s musky and intoxicating. Involuntarily your mouth opens and your tongue begins to lick its length. Your pussy juice start to flow as your mouth opens. Your lips wrap around his massive head and begin to suck. Your tongue laps up his pre-cum when you feel another man behind you pressing his cock into your ass. You pull back expecting to see me, but instead it’s Andy again.
You pull away from them both eyes wide open. They are smiling and move toward you, but you run out into the living room. They don’t follow. You rush over and grab me by the hand. You pull me up out of my seat and drag me back to the bedroom. I notice your skirt is pulled up over your hips. I look back and see Derek and Andy come out of the kitchen. My cock hardens as anger gathers inside of me.
You slam the bedroom door behind us and lock it. You grab my pants and tear at them wildly. Pulling me to you your lips lock onto mine. Your tongue tastes funny. It tastes like it does after you’ve sucked on me. I realize what you have been doing with my friends. Anger boils up inside of me.
‘You want to fuck, huh Marla?’ I ask through clenched teeth.
‘Yes, I want you to fuck me,’ you breathe, mad with lust. Tearing down my pants you free my cock. In a heartbeat you are on your knees sucking on my cock. My hands are on the back of your head, pumping my cock in and out of your mouth. I am so close to cumming, but I stop you. I push you away. You look up at me pleading. Soft whimpers are escaping your mouth, like a dog begging for love from its master.
I pull off all my clothes, grab you by your hair and throw you to the bed. I push your shirt above your tits. I suck on them as I pull your skirt off. Your hands are on my head holding me to you, pressing your breasts into my face. Biting your nipples. Your legs are open and thrusting up at me.
‘Fuck me,’ you growl, ‘Jam your big cock into my wet pussy, please Dustin please.’
‘I want to tie you down first,’ I say.
‘Anything, anything you want, just fuck me,’ begging your legs open and pussy so wet and open. I grab some scarves and tie your hands to the bedposts. I open your legs and slide half of my cock into you. A loud moan escapes your lips. I place your legs on my shoulders, bend forward and plunge the entire length of my cock into your drenched pussy.
‘AAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!” you scream as I bury myself into you. I start pounding into your hot cunt. Sawing in and out. Over and over I thrust. You’re crying it feels so good. Thrusting up into you, pulling back out. Moaning so loudly, pulling against the ties. Sliding my cock into your pussy, pulling all the way out.
‘You love my cock, don’t you Marla’
‘Yes I love your cock.’
