by T West
Out loud, he mumbled, “So why am I still so turned on?”
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Steamy Erotica Story 12
T he first time he walked through the door and into their kitchen, Alice had been making a cake. It was her friend's birthday, and she had icing on her cheek where the beaters had whipped it up into the air.
"Hey there, little missy," he said, smiling. "You've got something there."
His thumb, warm and firm, had brushed the icing off. He'd sucked it off his skin while she'd watched, eyes wide and silent.
"Oh, Sean, the room is just this way," Alice's mother had said, and he'd left the kitchen, leaving her standing there, staring after him.
He knew she liked him, Alice was certain.
He kept catching her staring at him. The worst thing was, she couldn't stop, even when he smiled knowingly at her. He never mentioned anything to her mother, which was good, because otherwise her mother would have thrown him out right away.
Her mother, as much as Alice loved her, was far too over-protective. Anytime she'd even mentioned a passing interest in anyone, her mother had shut it down, saying she had to wait until she was older.
"Not under my roof," she always said, and Alice despaired of ever meeting anyone or finally losing her thrice-cursed virginity.
It wasn't even that she wanted a relationship now, she just wanted it gone. But her mother was always watching, never letting her have any boys over, or letting her stay out past a certain time. It was just getting ridiculous at this point. She had just turned nineteen, for heaven's sake, which was old enough for anything. But she still lived under her mother's roof, and her mother was very strict on the matter.
Until Uncle Dan's friend Sean came to stay with them.
He'd gone to university with her uncle back when they were both just her age, and had been friends all this time. He'd been in her life at one point or another, all her life. It wasn't until now that she realized just how attractive he was.
She wasn't even sure he'd even been really attractive until now. He was one of those people that matured into their good looks, and now at 35, he was very easy on the eyes. He had green eyes, an uncommon shade of emerald, bright and clever. His dark hair that hung over his brow that he brushed back smoothly also made her heart skip, wanting to push her fingers through it.
"Now don't bother Sean, you hear me?" her mother said. "He's staying with us until he finds a place in the city. So don't bother him."
She and her mother lived in a more rural area. There was a big soccer field right behind their house, and Sean asked if it was alright if he invited some of his friends down to play soccer sometimes on weekends. Her mother had agreed, even going so far as to tell Sean to invite his friends over for dinner afterward.
All these years waiting to be able to invite a boy over herself, and Sean gets permission to invite over five of his friends?
Not that Alice complained. Six guys hanging around her house in full view for her to admire, even in the presence of her overbearing mother. A dream come true as far as she was concerned. If they were all as hot as Sean, that was just fine with her. She couldn't wait until Saturday.
"Hey, look over her, little miss," Sean said.
Alice liked it when he called her "little miss," and turned, smiling.
"Perfect."
There was a click as he snapped a picture of her on his phone. "You don't mind, do you?"
"No," Alice said, smiling and twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. "Go ahead and do what you like with it."
He smiled back and promised he would.
Saturday was all she'd dreamed and more. Sean's friends showed up, parking their cars up and down the rural road. They were all lean and muscled, regular sports making them sleek and fit. Alice went down to watch them, and Alice's mother not only let her, she gave her a pitcher of lemonade and some plastic cups to take down with her.
"Much obliged, little miss," Sean said, wiping his sweaty face on his shirt, which gave her a tantalizing glimpse of his toned stomach.
They were playing shirts and skins, which was nice. Sean, sadly, was one of the shirts. But his friends were all equally attractive, so that was fine with her. Maybe she'd get a glimpse of Sean later, but right now, she had the best seat in the house to see athletic men run around half-naked. She didn't much care one way or the other about soccer, but the players were all very fine.
They did come over for dinner, and her mother had actually made enough for all of them. Alice had no idea why her mother was okay with Sean but not okay with her having even one male friend over. It was her mother's mistake thinking that just because Sean was a family friend that she wouldn't want him. How wrong of her.
Later, Sean took his friends down to the basement to have a beer and watch a movie. Her mother went upstairs to bed, leaving Alice to sneak downstairs to see what they were doing.
It was dark, and at first it was hard to see where she was going. But the glow of the TV lead her down the stairs to where Sean and his friends were. She could hear them all, making strange panting noises.
That's when she saw it.
They weren’t watching some stupid action movie or sports like Alice thought they would be. They weren't even watching porn, which is what she suspected next.
They were watching a slideshow of pictures of her .
Suddenly, she realized why Sean had kept taking pictures of her the week before.
There was no music on, just slide after slide of pictures of her doing normal things, like baking or reading, or just listening to music.
The panting noise she'd heard was accompanied by slick, rhythmic noises. Now that her eyes were adjusting, she could see them, hands moving in their laps, the gestures obvious. They were touching themselves to pictures of her. She felt a throb low in her stomach at the thought. She felt a bit powerful, standing there while these men all touched themselves while thinking of her.
Even Sean was. She picked him out, able to tell which shadow he was just by the outline against the glare of the TV.
"Alice," he groaned, pumping himself hard in his fist.
Alice could barely breathe as she watched him stroke faster and faster until his hand was a blur in his lap, tugging himself until he gasped and shuddered. He panted as he came, head tilted back against the back of the couch. He went lax, and while some of his friends were still jerking off in the dark, he got to his feet.
She came out of her enraptured daze and hurried silently up the stairs. He couldn't catch her, not yet.
Alice had a plan.
Her first step was to borrow Sean's phone while he was outside working out. He went for a jog every day for about an hour, which was plenty of time to put her plan in action.
She had a total of one outfit that her mother would term as "risqué" and that most people would just call "slutty." She'd worn it for their school's drama production of Chicago and kept it afterwards. It was something form-fitting, black, and half see-through in places with fishnet tights. Her mother had allowed it then, because it was for something "artsy."
Once she'd finished getting dressed up, she did her makeup, with wide, smoky eyes and dark-stained lips. She drew the curtains over the window to keep out the summer sun and turned on a lamp somewhere to make shadows in the room. Then, she proceeded to take pictures of herself in various provocative positions.
She made sure to get a good shot of her cleavage, shifting this way and that to find a better angle. It was hard with a camera phone, but she thought she looked pretty good in them. She replaced Sean's phone and then went on to her next part of the plan: her mother.
Getting rid of her mother was a simple matter, really. It was just that she'd never had a plan before now to actually use that to her advantage. All she had to do was talk to Mrs. Robinson. Mrs. Robinson was her mother'
s rival on the community events council, and they'd been competing for years over who could come up with the best Midsummer's eve party.
Her mother had come up with a great idea this year. All she needed to do was mention her mother's plan to Mrs. Robinson, watch as Mrs. Robinson either tried to steal it or top it, and her mother would be out late, battling her rival for the good of the community.
It wasn't even hard. Her mother told her to reheat the leftover casserole, because she was going to be home late, and Alice knew she'd succeeded.
Now all she had to do was lie in wait for Sean.
When she got home, the first thing she noticed was that there were cars in the driveway again. Sean's friends must be over to play soccer again. And probably to jerk off to her photos. She'd left them there for Sean, so that she could seduce him, but what if the other guys saw them, too?
It was quiet, and when she checked out back for them, the field was empty. So was the kitchen, and upstairs in Sean's room. No one was there.
Unless they were in the basement.
She went down, careful not to make a noise on the steps. It was dark again, and this time she was prepared to see her photos on the TV screen. Alice could hear them pleasuring themselves and felt herself blushing. They obviously enjoyed her photos.
She was suddenly blinded as the lights flicked on.
"Look who has finally joined us."
Sean was watching her, hand on the light switch.
"Come in," he said.
She slowly walked into the room. None of the other men did anything except watch as she came to a halt in front of Sean. Sean looked her up and down.
"No sexy outfit for us today," he asked, voice husky. "I can work with that."
"What do you want?" Alice asked.
"Oh, no, little miss. The real question is: what do you want?"
"Me?" asked Alice. "But it's not about me."
"Wrong!" Sean said. "It's all about you. You're the one who's been watching me all this time, checking me out, leaving me sexy pictures. You want me."
"I..."
"You want me so bad," Sean said. "And I'm willing to give it to you, if you want. But you've got to say yes, right now."
"I - "
"Now or never, Alice. Do you want me or not?"
"Yes!" Alice cried, making a decision on the spot. This is what she'd wanted, after all.
"I knew it," Sean said, and he crowded her against the nearby futon, draping himself over her. His body was solid and warm against her, and he smelled of grass and sweat from playing soccer earlier. "You're a virgin, aren't you, Alice?"
"Yes," she said, panting slightly as he traced her ear with his tongue.
"And you want me to take care of that for you."
"Yes!" she gasped as his mouth followed her jaw down to her neck and sucked a kiss into the soft skin next to her pulse-point.
"I think we shall. Boys?"
The futon moved underneath her, rearranging from a couch into a bed. She tumbled backward onto the mattress, and Sean straddled her lap. He claimed her mouth hotly, pressing into her with his tongue and then moving down. While he moved down, two of the men, one blond, one dark climbed onto the futon and started removing her shirt. Once it was off, the blond started kissing her face and neck. The other guy got busy trying to remove her bra.
She was so distracted by them that she didn't realize that Sean was unbuttoning her jeans and easing them off over her hips until he applied his tongue to her clit right through her panties.
"Oh!" she cried as he mouthed at her, getting her panties wet.
He pulled her panties aside and slid a finger inside her, rubbing against her sweet-spot, making her arch her back.
At the same time, the blond man started kissing her, and the dark haired guy cupped her breasts and lapped at one, pert nipple. Alice panted and squirmed as she received pleasure from all sides. Sean took her panties off and tossed them on the floor behind him. He spread her legs and licked her, his tongue delving into her and tasting her.
"Sean!" she gasped. "Oh, Sean, fuck."
The dark haired man licked and sucked at one of her nipples, then switched over to the other.
The blond man pulled his pants down, revealing his thick, hard cock. Alice stared at it, then reached out to feel its silky, hard length. He let her explore it with her hands before bringing it close to her face. She licked at it as best she could from her position. And then, Sean slipped two fingers into her at the same time as licking her clit. She screamed as he fucked her with his fingers.
"Hey there little miss, ready for more yet?"
"Yes, yes, yes," she panted.
"Here it comes," he said.
He got his own jeans off, and revealed his own cock. It was just as thick and hard as the one she was licking. Sean hitched her legs up over his hips and drove in deeply in one thrust.
"Oh, fuck," she said again as she felt him filling her up.
That's what she'd wanted, feeling something hot and hard up inside her. She was so wet with pleasure and lust that he slid in and out easily.
"Harder," she begged, wanting him in deeper.
"Don't forget to pay attention to my boys."
As Sean thrust into her, drawing out little mewls of pleasure from her, the dark haired man straddled her face and lowered his balls over her mouth. Getting the message, she opened her mouth and let him lower his balls past her lips. She licked and sucked at them, and reached around to get a hand on his dick. She stroked him, and heard him groan up above her.
Meanwhile, the blond was straddling her waist and was pressing her breasts together and rubbing his cock in between them. She was so overcome with pleasure, that at first, Alice didn't realize he had squirted lube in between her breasts and then started rubbing his cock between them.
"Oh, god, Alice!" the blond man gasped, and then came all over her breasts.
She felt his hot cum dripping all over her breasts. And then, she felt someone lapping at her breasts again, licking it all off. She moaned and buried her fingers in their hair.
"Time to switch it up a bit," Sean said.
The balls she'd been sucking pulled away, and Sean pulled out of her. She groaned, feeling empty and bereft.
"Don't worry, little miss, I'll be back inside you in just a moment."
He helped her turn over, onto her hands and knees.
"There you are little missy. Take it from me, and suck on that."
Before she could ask where, when or who, Sean drove back into her. She gasped and groaned, because this angle was hitting all the best spots. Another cock appeared in front of her, and she licked it, trying to fit it in her mouth while she was pounded from behind.
Suddenly, Sean groaned and clutched at her hips, trembling against her.
And then he filled her with streams of thick, hot cum, emptying himself into her. It was such a good feeling that Alice moaned.
"Who's next?"
And then Sean was replaced by someone else. His cock was thicker than Sean's, and stretched her even more. She gasped, but as he moved, she soon adjusted to his girth. Inside, she was slick with Sean's cum, and it made everything smooth and easy.
It wasn't long before he too was groaning into her ear, his chest pressed up against her back, and shooting his spunk inside her. She was going to be so full of cum. She could feel it dribbling down her thighs, spilling out all over her.
Another two had their go with her, until she was loose and pliant. She hadn't cum yet, but it was almost satisfied, feeling all of the cum filling her up.
"You're a good girl," Sean said. "Taking so many cocks like that, aren't you little missy. Did you like tha
t?"
"Yes," she said, in a daze of pleasure.
"Good. As a reward for being such a good girl, I'm going to make you cum so hard."
He put his mouth over her and lapped at her swollen clit, sucking and rubbing slickly. It felt so good after that pounding earlier, and she arched and moaned, hands grabbing his hair.
"That's a girl, you hang on there, just like that. I'll make you cum."
His tongue was inside her, lapping up all of the juices. His fingers were in her too now. It was all too much, and without warning, she arched up hard, head tilted back, mouth open as she keened. Her climax overtook her, toppling her over the edge. She spasmed again and again as Sean worked her through it.
Sean waited until she had finished cumming and stroked her hair.
"You did good, little miss. And I'll tell you what."
"What," Alice managed to gasp.
"Me and the boys will be playing soccer again next Saturday. What do you say?"
"Perfect," said Alice.
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Steamy Erotica Story 13
H er fingers slowly trailed themselves down her chest, down her stomach and rested on her crotch. As if possessed, her fingers slid inside herself.
Amanda was doing what any normal Eighteen-year-old would do, when horny and alone. She was masturbating. Her love juice began to flow. She started to finger-bang herself, quickening the pace, penetrating her snatch as deep as she could.
A gush of warm and sticky juice shot out onto her hand as she entered the final stage, achieving an amazing climax.
“Okay, I’m here!” someone called out.
Amanda gasped. She pulled her hand away from her pussy, cleaned herself up with a nearby tissue, threw on her clothes and tried to look normal, surfing through her social feed.
“Yeah, hi, Mel,” Amanda mumbled when her best friend appeared in the doorway, hundreds of shopping bags in hands.
“What have you been up to in here?” Mel said boldly, walking around the room.