Erotica

by Tina Long

  "I always leave it that way. Why does it bother you now? It's not like you're the one sleeping in it anyway," I replied with a wave of my hand trying to dismiss her. Maybe she should have complained when Joel left the toile sits up or when he 'forgot' to flash. She was starting to get on my nerve. If I knew how she'd be after every breakup- which was every month- I wouldn't have accepted the offer to live with her. I knew she was my best friend but the girl could be so annoying at times like this.

  "You know you don't have to be rude to me. You've been mean since Joel and I broke up. It's like you think you are better than me," she said and broke down into tears. I took in a deep breath and walked towards her to give her a hug just like I had been doing the past three days. It was exhausting since I wasn't into hugging people but then here I was constantly breaking down and I was left to pick up the pieces.

  "Forget Joel. That man is a dick. You’ll find someone else better than the bastard, "I said in an effort to soothe her. I meant what I said though. Joel was a complete joke. I often wondered where she met him.

  I needed to find her a boyfriend soon or else I'd be the one to carry this load till she moved on and knowing Joel; I did not think it was worth it. "Thank you, Melissa. You are the best friend a girl could ask for," she said as she wiped her tears and got up, "I'll go make us some lunch."

  "No, you don't have to," I said genuinely meaning it. Rachel was a terrible cook. Perhaps even the worst the world has ever known. But ever since the breakup she'd been trying to keep herself busy doing almost all the house chores.

  "No I do. I've been such a shitty friend. I've been so distracted by Joel, I didn't help you around the house and it would make me feel really good if I could help you out," she said and I couldn't afford to break her heart further than it was right now. So I just nodded my head and she went off to the kitchen. I honestly hoped that she wouldn't have to make us eat together otherwise it would be really difficult to get rid of her food plus there was only so much our cat could take. I really had to find her a new man to obsess over so we could leave this behind us.

  I walked back to the widow and there I saw the solution to my problems. It was the new neighbor. He was a young man with dirty blonde hair and tattoos all over his bare chest. He kept carrying his boxes to the door displaying his strength. That man was sure to shut Rachel up for a while. I would fuck him myself if it wasn't for her but she needed this more than me. It was time to bake some cookies and welcome our new neighbor.

  "Rachel," I called out to my best friend as I joined her in the kitchen, "Did Patrick come over to fix the oven yet?" Patrick was a guy who really liked Rachel but she would not give him the time of the day. He kept offering to fix things for free just to impress her.

  "No, why?" Rachel asked curiously.

  "Well I was going to bake some cookies for the new neighbor," I said rummaging through the cupboards.

  "But you hate new neighbors," she said cautiously.

  "No I don't. What makes you say that?" I asked.

  "You said so yourself last week when the Brown's moved in. You said new neighbors are a waste of your time and space and they also make you feel uncomfortable," she reminded me. I did in fact remember saying that.

  "Then I changed my mind," I state after a long silence and a shrug of my shoulders.

  "Okay then," she said unsurely not wanting to pursue the matter any further.

  "Didn't I bake some brownies last week. I can't find any," I asked.

  "Well Joel ate them three days ago," Rachel stated.

  "Wasn't that the day he broke up with you," I asked and noticed Rachel blush," Did he eat the brownies first then break up with you?"

  "Yeah. Kinda," she replied. Only an idiot like Joel could pull something that stupid off. I was honestly surprised as to how such a parasite like that could be with Rachel. That was why I teased her about her bad test in men.

  "I told you he was a dick. I'm glad he's gone," I said honestly.

  'Don't be like that. He wasn't like that all of the times," she said defending her ex.

  "Well he was when he was eating my brownies. Why are you even defending him?" I asked, "Let's just leave. We're going to say hello to the new neighbor."

  "But what about lunch?" Rachel asked surprised I was involving her in my unexpected plans.

  "Leave it. It wasn't going to be worth the wait anyway," I said matter of factly.

  "Really Melissa? I know I'm not the best cook but it wouldn't have been that bad was it?" she defended yet again.

  "I'm not going to answer that because I know it won't end well for me so let's just leave," I said trying not to get into an argument with her.

  "Fine whatever. Let's go meet the new neighbor. I hope whoever it is will be worth my time," she said angry that I would talk trash about her cooking. She abandoned her poorly cut vegetables, took off her apron and followed me.

  "That's the whole point," I mumbled. And with that we were out of the house and off to see the new neighbor I was trying to hook up with Rachel. My only hope is that he wasn't a serial killer. Hot guys in most movies tended to be serial killers and though it was silly to compare a movie to a real life situation, I couldn't be too careful.

  When we reached the front yard, we found lots of other female neighbors leaving who had also come to welcome the new neighbor. So I knew if I didn't play my cards right this whole plan would go down the drain. I put on my best smile and knocked on the door. The new neighbor opened it almost immediately and I could see from the bored expression on his face that he didn't appreciate the visitors he was getting. This would be harder than I thought.

  "Hello there," I said sweetly, "I'm Melissa and this is my friend Rachel. We live just next door."

  "And how may I help you Melissa and Rachel from next door?" he asked effortlessly as if he had been doing this all day which he probably had.

  "We just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood," I replied.

  "Are you sure about that? Your friend here doesn't look happy to see me," he said pointing to Rachel whose mouth was hanging open. She closed it immediately she realized all our attention was on her.

  "Of course I'm happy to see you. Sorry for my rudeness. My friend here just didn't tell me how good the yard looks," she said recollecting herself in an instant with a very ridiculous excuse that made it obvious she was lying. Rachel had never been able to get herself out of trouble because of this particular trait. She depended on me because I could lie without batting an eyelash.

  "So did you two bring me any cookies?" he asked his eyes roaming over us as if we could expertly hide anything in our skimpy clothes.

  "No, we did not. Sorry about that though. We did not expect anyone to move in today," Rachel replied.

  "Thank God!" he exclaimed, "I cannot deal with any more food right now."

  "You're welcome," I replied not very sure of what to say.

  "You know what, I like you two. Why don't you come inside?" he offered.

  "Of course," Rachel answered and walked ahead of me into the house but not before throwing me a dirty look that told me she was onto me.

  "My name is Brian by the way," the new neighbor mentioned as he motioned us into the living room. The house was still piled with boxes and there was very little sitting space.

  "Looks like you have a lot of work ahead of you," Rachel said as we sat on the couch, "I hope we are not getting in your way."

  "No, you're not. I'm glad to have two women as beautiful as you come into my humble home," he said smiling at us seductively. I couldn't help but blush a little at his comment and knowing how much Rachel was a sucker for compliments I knew her face must be tomato red by now. Brian was going to join us on the couch when the phone rang and he had to go answer it.

  "Now I know why you wanted to see the new neighbor," Rachel stated once he was out of the room.

  "I'm sorry I didn't tell you but I thought it would be good for you," I replied.

  "I know I've been getting on your nerves bu
t that does not mean that this is how you should deal with my problems."

  "Well it worked last time and two times before that," I mocked, "Look you don't have to date him or anything. Just try to have some fun."

  Rachel opened her mouth to reply but Brian came back into the room. He settled himself between us on the couch with his hands around the back.

  "Sorry about that," he apologized, "Now, where were we."

  "You were just saying how you enjoy having two women as beautiful as us over," Rachel started to flirt. This was a sign that it was time for me to leave.

  "I remembered that I didn't turn the stove off. I should go do that before it starts a fire," I said getting up from my side of the couch.

  "Don't worry about it. I already turned it off," Rachel said giving me a cruel smirk.

  "Are you sure?" I asked eager to know what she was getting at.

  "Of course I am. Just sit down and relax."

  "Okay then," I said settling myself back on the couch.

  "How rude of me. I have guests and I haven't gotten you refreshments," Brian said suddenly and stood up to go to the kitchen.

  "I'll come with you," Rachel offered and they went off together leaving me in the living room.

  I could not understand why Rachel had wanted me to stay and I knew I had to get myself out of here so I followed them into the kitchen to try and get Rachel to let me leave. I walked into the room to find Rachel with her tongue down Brian's throat and her hands all over him. A pang of jealousy hit me because of how easy it had been for her. I couldn't blame her though. She was extremely beautiful. I decided to leave the house quietly without anyone knowing.

  "Melissa don't leave," I heard Rachel call to me, "why don't you join us."

  That last statement shocked me. Why would she want me to join them. I never slept with guys I barely knew. Much less do it with my best friend who I had known for ten years. And how did she even know that I was in the room?

  "What do you mean?" I asked deciding to play dumb. Of course I knew what she meant because Melissa never talked anything as much as she talked about sex.

  "Relax Melissa. Don't be such a prude. Come join us," she nagged. I heard Brian chuckle beside her.

  Rachel had me there. She knew I hated that word. I knew I was a bit conservative when it came to sexual matters but I did not consider myself a prude. She of course knew that I would want to prove her wrong so I wouldn't back out from this challenge. She must be punishing me for bringing her here. I walked towards them and stood in front of Brian before kissing him on the lips.

  "This must be the best welcome to a neighborhood I have ever received," he said when I broke away from the kiss. I blushed a little because this was unlike anything I had ever done. Before I knew it, Rachel had walked over to me and kissed me. I had never thought of kissing a girl before but this one excited me. Her lips were amazingly soft. We stayed like that for a while until I started to lose my breath then I pulled away.

  Brian came up behind me and kissed my neck as he started to unbutton my shirt while fondling my breasts in the process. Rachel on the other hand had just unbuttoned my shorts and was dragging them down my legs along with my panties. I closed my eyes in ecstasy as Brian took off my bra and started to play with my breasts. He groped me for a while and tugged at my hardened nipples. Rachel ran her tongue along my inner thigh and I spread my legs wider so she would have better access to my pussy which was wet by then. I felt her stroke me with her fingers before lapping at me with her tongue. I couldn't stop the moan from leaving my throat.

  Brian left me and went over to Rachel who was still fully dressed. He tore the dress off her before laying her on the floor. I walked over to them and reached my hands across Rachel's perky breasts and fondled them. Brian's head was between her legs. I took her nipple in my mouth and began to suck at it. I was getting pretty bothered myself so I placed two of my own fingers inside my pussy. I moaned as I fucked myself and as Rachel writhed on the floor in blissful agony. I heard her scream when she had an orgasm and I screamed too with my own release.

  Brian withdrew from her and Rachel and I walked over to undress him. I took off his shirt while Rachel went for his pants. I started to kiss his chest while Rachel sucked his enormous dick before straddling his laps and placing his cock at her entrance where she started to fuck him very fast. I on the other hand placed my pussy just above his head where he began to lap at it. His tongue sucked at my clit until I came.

  Rachel got up from his laps and Brian got up to face me. He held me by my waist and bent me over on the floor before slamming into me. Rachel came over to my side and kissed me on my lips passionately before laying down on the floor just below my head. I bent slightly so that my mouth had access to her and started to lick her pussy until she was writhing below me. Brian kept pumping into me and I fell apart with another orgasm. Within a few more minutes Brian shuddered and came inside me. I also had another orgasm and so did Rachel.

  We lay on the floor for a while all three of us trying to catch our breaths. I had a sudden urge for a cigarette although I had never smoked before. This must be what people meant by a mind-blowing orgasm. I moved closer to Brian and snuggled against him eager for some warmth. Rachel came up beside me and lay on my abdomen. It didn't feel awkward at all that I had done all that I had with my best friend.

  "I have to get going if I'm going to finish moving in," Brian stated as he suddenly got up and started to get dressed. I looked around me and for the first time since I came in realized that this room was a complete and utter mess.

  "Do you need any help?" I offered.

  "No, I think you two have helped me enough already," he answered with a smirk. I could almost hear Rachel blushing beside me.

  "Are you sure? We know a lot of people who could help if you don't want us to do so ourselves," I insisted although it wasn't true. I was actually relieved when he shook his head.

  "No don't worry yourselves. I'll be fine," he answered. Rachel and I followed suit and began to get dressed.

  "I'll walk you out," he offered once we were fully dressed.

  "I hope I'll see you two around soon," he said as he walked us to the door, "goodbye."

  Rachel and I left fully satisfied with our decision. We agreed to drop by once in a while to do it again mostly during weekends. Rachel especially was more excited that I thought she would go crazy. Throughout the day, she could not stop talking about the experience. I was glad that she was not crying over Joel anymore and thus was happy that my plan had gone well perhaps even better than I had expected. I couldn't wait for the weekend. Maybe we'd invite Brian over to our house this time.

  The End

  Sleepover Turns Threesome

  Brenda and Fiona couldn't wait to get to Sarah's house for the sleepover. They had initially thought it was a horrible idea like they did all of her plans but never had the heart to say it. However that was before they heard that Philip would be over the house for the weekend. For what they didn't care. The simple mention of Phillip brought back all those hot memories they had of him from when they were back in college. It didn't also matter that they were both married and had children. This kind of excitement is what they had been craving for from a while back. But of course they had never shred their feelings with Sarah. She was far too judgmental for them. Sometimes they even wondered why they were friend with her. In college it had been because her father was the dean so it was easier for them to fuck their way through college that way. But now it wasn't important. They had nothing in common and had often considered dropping her but then something always came up. Like her brother's visit. And who were they not to take the opportunity to rekindle what they had had with the man.

  Philip was a very attractive man. Perfect in every way especially when it came to doing things with is hands. Of course that was not a surprising gift. The man was a sculptor. But then again those hands had never failed to feel amazing on either one of their bodies. And his tongue too. It could travel to plac
es completely forbidden to man. Just the thought of Philipp never failed to excite the two women. And if it only took a silly sleepover to get to him then so be it. There had been other sleepovers anyway and that had never stopped them from getting close to Philip. All that mattered was the timing. They just had to wait till a certain person fell into her usually deep sleep and the rest was a piece of cake.

  As usual, Brenda was the first to get to Sarah's house. She had a crazy obsession with time and would never be late for anything. She found Sarah busy in her kitchen making some popcorn. She had on an oversized T-shirt and some flowery pajama bottoms that made Brenda cringe. It was no wonder her husband constantly cheated on her.

  "Oh Brenda you're as early as usual," Sarah ran over to Brenda and embraced her dear friend. Of the two women, Brenda had always been her favorite.

  "Of course I am. I wouldn't want to miss this for the world," Brenda replied as she placed a hesitant kiss on Sarah's cheek. It was getting harder and harder to pretend and even Sarah was not that clueless. Soon she would begin to realize how much her two best friends actually hated her. They'd have to dump her soon but not before Philip had gone back to his home in Paris. Just thinking that made Brenda more excited about seeing him. The fact that he lived in Paris made him seem more mysterious. Hotter even if that was even possible.

  Brenda took a seat and watched her friend as she worked. She wouldn't be bothered to listen. It was always the same thing about how good her marriage was and how she was grateful to have them for friends. It was always about her and her perfect life. Occasionally, she would try to give them advice on how they should act so they would be as happy as she was.

  "I don't know what do you think?" Sarah asked drawing Brenda out of her thoughts.

  "I'm not really sure. Let me think about it for a while," Brenda replied pretending she knew what Sarah had just said. Sarah get her a brief funny look before going on with the conversation they were supposed to be having. From that expression, Brenda knew her answer had made no sense whatsoever. Sarah probably thought she was the biggest idiot she had ever seen.