by Lauren Wood
He felt somebody unbuttoning his shirt and looked to see that Julie was reaching up and doing exactly that. Nina had used her hands to unbutton his pants and now was moving them out of the way. His underwear did not remain snug up against his crotch and now they had an open season on his love tool.
“He tastes so good, but the added bonus of having Julie share this with me makes it all worthwhile. I never thought for a moment that I would meet John and then come back to this place and do unthinkable things to each other. Meeting Julie was like having the icing on the cake and speaking of icing, I want that hot seed. I know that she wants it too, but now I have to wonder which one of us is going to get it.”
Nina and Julie let John have his way with their mouths, until they could feel that the product of his lust had become something that was about to boil over. They stopped at exactly the same time.
“I think that Nina and I have come to a consensus, John. She would really like you to fuck her again. This time, she’s going to get down on her hands and knees, plant her face in my pussy, while you bang her repeatedly with that nice piece of meat between your legs. What are you waiting for? I just gave you an order and I expect you to follow it to the letter.” She was finding getting in touch with her dominant side was something that she would like to do again. “Come on, I know that the both of you want it, so why deny yourself, when the object of your desire is right in front of you.”
There was really no way that John was going to pass up this opportunity to fuck the love of his life that had gotten away and watch, as that same woman gave Julie oral gratification. He just didn’t know how Nina felt about it and was waiting for her to make the next move.
“I think that is a great idea. I would like to see what it takes to make her cum all over my face. Maybe seeing me do that to your friend’s wife will give you that extra jolt of excitement that will make your next explosion even that much more memorable.” “If my friends could see me now, they would think that I had lost my mind. None of them know that I have secret tendencies that I only live out in the comfort of my bedroom with my own hand and a few toys in my collection. This is, so much better and the very idea that Julie’s husband is not more than a few feet away is only making this that much more exciting.”
Julie lay down on the floor, spreading her legs and letting that dress bunch up at the waist. She easily removed her panties, swinging it around on her finger, before tossing it aside.
Nina got into position on her hands and knees with her tits hanging free and feeling John, as he lifted her dress, so that he could see the beautiful outline of her puffy pink lips.
Grabbing her hips, he defiled her with one stroke that made her inadvertently scream. He reached out and grabbed her head and pushed her down and gave her the idea that he wanted to keep her mouth shut by giving her something to occupy her mouth and tongue with.
“Oh yeah, John, make her eat my little cunt. You know that bitch wants it and she’s been eying me like I was some kind of desert from the moment that we met. Well…she really doesn’t waste any time.” Julie could feel Nina’s tongue flicking at her clit and then making a beeline for her hole that was already waiting with the wetness that made it easier for her to slide deep inside.
Nina moaned and that translated to a vibration that was now making Julie realize that only a woman truly knows what a woman wants. They have control of the equipment 24 hours a day, where as a man only has possession of it maybe a couple of hours at a time. She was very much aware of her own body, as Nina plunged into her hole over and over again with her fat and agile tongue leading the way.
John was leaning over and watching this display and it was making his cock beat to its own drum. He could feel his balls filling to overcapacity and he now had to wonder who was going to be the recipient of it. On one hand, he had the hot hole of Nina grasping him and trying to milk the seed from his nuts. On the other hand, he had Julie; a woman that he coveted for a long time, but never had a chance to be with. It was a constant struggle, but he tried to remain in control, taming the beast from within and not allowing his natural instinct to take over. Instead of fucking her hard, he did it slowly, pulling out, until the head was the only thing that remained. He loved seeing her lips caress his knob and the wetness that was now glistening on his shaft.
Nina was out of her mind with pleasure and she raised her head and said “I need you to fuck me, John. And make it hurt.” I can’t believe that I just said that. He must think that I am such a slut. I suppose I am in his eyes and I have to admit that I liked it. I usually have to hide my true intentions, until I get to know a person better. I don’t have to do that with John. We already know each other better than most people will ever know each other.”
“You heard her, John. Give it to her, but don’t let yourself go. I still haven’t had the pleasure and I want it.” Julie could almost feel John’s cock inside her and Nina was doing a hell of a job in mimicking a true lipstick lesbian.
John was breathing heavy, getting his fingers into Nina’s hips and then he felt those tremors inside her and they began to grow, until they were vibrating along him. No other woman had done that before. He was close to blowing his top, but he abstained for long enough to let her enjoy the full scope of her own orgasm.
Nina felt her whole body electrified and then she turned slightly to her side to see that his cock, covered in her own juices was now ready to give Julie what she wanted. She grabbed that cock by the base, held him steady and she fed him into Julie’s tightness.
Nina thought that she would be jealous, but it was very fascinating to see this woman get split apart by John’s massive offering. That stick of dynamite was ready to go off. It fueled him along and Nina began to slap his ass hard. The jarring impact and the stinging sensation caused him to ride Julie like a runaway bull.
I’m cumming…I’m cumming…I’m…CUMMMMMMMMINNNNG.” Julie had already been close by Nina’s mouth, but John fucking deep inside her was the final and last straw.
This of course initiated a chain reaction and John was barely able to pull free of Julie’s greedy little cunt. He looked to Nina and saw that she was getting into position with her mouth open on top of Julie’s stomach. John aimed and felt like a month’s worth of creamy goodness was now coming out of him. It wasn’t, as explosive as the first one up against the house, but it was quite satisfying for all concerned.
Julie was the first one to leave and she met Michael on the other side of the doorway, where he took her hand and dragged her upstairs and into the bedroom.
Nina and john heard the bedsprings and smiled, before leaving and going back to her place for a marathon sex session that lasted all weekend.
Nina soon found out that she was pregnant and they were both over the Moon with the news. Even her child was tickled pink by the prospect of having a sibling. They were a real family and John had decided to take a step back from his duty to his country. He was still consulting, but he did not have to take any unnecessary risks. He found enjoyment in the most mundane things and when he finally saw his son, he became a father from the moment that the kid wrapped his little hand around his finger.
Nina was happy and to think it all started by taking advice from her best friend to go to a grocery store.
THE END
HEARTLESS CHAMP
Chapter 1
“This can’t be happening…not again. I can’t believe that I have fallen for the same god damn line from a different man. He seemed so sincere, but in the end he was just like all the rest. I just wish that I had some kind of instinct or someone whispering into my ear that what I’m doing is wrong. Sheridan is a name that I curse.” Tamara Billings had always believed that she was strong and independent, but this guy had gotten underneath her skin. She wasn’t necessarily attracted to white boys, but this one seemed to stand out from the rest.
“I’ve been trying to warn you from the moment that you started to date him that his interest was mostly physical. Guys will do practical
ly anything and say anything to get someone into bed. It’s the ones that are confident that think that they have some sort of license in seduction that ruins it for those good ones that sit at home watching television on a Saturday night. You need to dust yourself off and be ready for a real romance and not some playboy.” Shana was that unassuming five foot nothing young lady of 20 years old. She had a compact and petite body that made it easy for her to slip in and out of the shadows without being noticed. She hid her natural beauty with a pair of glasses that made her look like she was a little too intellectual for her own good. “I’ve been trying for the last year to get her to see that some guys are just not worth it. They claim to be one thing and then they shed that layer of skin for someone that is ready to show their true intentions. I had a few disastrous relationships, but thankfully I was able to see past my mistake and learn from it.”
“I know that you’re a little bit more selective in who you go out with. I’ve seen you in action. I had to literally shake my head that you were able to push aside Nicholas. You can’t say that he’s not easy on the eyes.” Tamara was that ballsy young woman with a bit of experience on what it took to attract a man. She was in the same human behavioral class as Shana, but those lessons had never stuck the way that they did for Shana. “I think I put myself out there too much and maybe it’s time that I take a step back for a moment. I can’t say that the sex wasn’t good with Sheridan, but he seemed to be there and not there at the same time. I can’t really explain and you’d have to be there to know what I’m talking about.” Tamara had frizzy black hair and the kind of complex that was made for a man’s pleasure. She’d even dabbled with a couple of girls and had her eyes set on Shana knowing full well that Shana was never going to drop her defenses long enough to let her in.
“You have everything going for you and yet you still insist on going after the guy that gives you the most attention. That has always been a mistake and one that we never seem to consider after everything is said and done.” They were in their dorm room getting ready for finals and were barely wearing much of anything. “You’re this fantastic black goddess and you don’t need to be treated like that. What you have done is mistaken their attention for actual interest in what you have to say. I know all about Sheridan and it sickens me that he’s able play the cute card.” “I see her sitting there in her blue panties and I have to admit that there’s a reason why guys gravitate towards her. Those breasts are magnificent mountains and ones that men everywhere would crawl over broken glass to even touch them. It was like she was carrying a beacon to draw them to her and they were all natural like my own. I don’t have balloons on my chest and I often wonder why she wouldn’t want to have them reduced in size. I was happy with the mouthful that would be considered by most grapefruits.”
Shana had learned from her mother what not to do in a relationship. Her mother was not exactly the one man kind of woman and that was never more obvious than when she came home in the middle of the day to see her fucking the neighbor kid next door. She watched spellbound as that young Adonis with the ass that just wouldn’t quit was pounding her over the washing machine. The vibrations were causing an extra stimulant that wasn’t there in the bedroom.
“I sometimes wish that I could be more like you. Everything that we go through in life makes us either stronger or weaker for it. I will not give Sheridan or any man the satisfaction of wallowing in self pity or digging a spoon into the last of the ice cream in the freezer. I will stand strong and I will forsake any man that even steps up to me. The next one is going to get a verbal tongue lashing like he’s never going to forget. That guy will go away from that experience knowing that a woman is more than just the sum of her body parts.” Tamara sat down with her headphones on in the Lotus position.
“There are some good ones and what we forget is that these guys that make a play for us are not serious about anything more than a one night stand. We judge their gender by that one. I’m not saying that the package isn’t pretty, but sometimes opening up that package is only going to cause more harm than good.” “If I can teach her the basic art of selective thinking then maybe she will stand a chance with her heart opened once more. I call it selective thinking, because it’s all about perception and reading between the lines instead of just judging a man by the cover. The classes that I have been taking to be a criminal psychologist have been an eye opening experience. I’ve learned so much and now I know that most guys can’t be trusted as far as they can be thrown.” Shana had on a pair of virginal white panties, but they were not the kind that grandma wore. These were a frilly pair that was comfortable and made her feel sexy.
Tamara kept looking from time to time to see her move in a certain way. She had this hunger for just the briefest taste of her sweetest delights. She would never act on those feelings and their friendship meant more than those awkward silences after the deed was done. Perhaps, if they didn’t live together that wouldn’t be an issue. She considered their friendship to be above reproach.
“I know that your family was not exactly all that it was cracked up to be. Your father was pretty much pussy whipped and your mother knew that she could do practically anything behind his back and he wouldn’t do anything about it. He felt like he was the luckiest man on earth. It’s not nice when one of your parents don’t exactly measure up to the hero worship that you had when you were little. I will say that it’s about time that your father got his head out of his ass. The divorce isn’t even final and by your own admission, he has taken to a 40 year midlife crisis.” Tamara’s own father was a deadbeat washed out musician that died in a gutter with a needle in his arm. Her mother was in jail and how she was reasonably sane was still a mystery.
Shana was breezing through the material in the text book. She had found that with a subject that she was truly passionate about that it wasn’t like she was working all that hard to get good grades. The subject matter of human behavior had become a growing obsession. This was a mandatory class and one that she was happy to jump out of bed early in the morning to attend. She wasn’t much for waking at the crack of dawn, but this class was worth the sacrifice.
“I don’t know about you, but I think that this exam is going to be a cakewalk for me. I know this stuff inside and out. When I’m not learning in class, I’m taking to the Internet to go that extra step. I want to know how a person’s mind comes up with the most insane ideas. I want to know what a serial killer is thinking and why they feel compelled to continue going down that dangerous road.” “I would love one guy that was truly on the level, but they are a rare breed. They hide in plain sight and rarely venture that far off the sidewalk because they have fear of rejection. I probably wouldn’t make a good man. I would be too afraid to ask a girl out and thankfully that position went to the opposite sex.”
Tamara really couldn’t concentrate not with the way that Shana was parading her body around the room like a storm onto herself. She could never sit still. To get a brief glimpse of her flesh and the way that those white panties had snuck up to wedge into the crack of her ass and cleft of her pussy was causing her to want to turn out the lights and let her fingers bring about the satisfaction that she couldn’t get any other way. She had decided that men were now off limits and that Sheridan had turned her into a lesbian. It was only going to be an experimental part of her learning process in university. North Carolina had the kind of atmosphere that brought out the crazies during a full moon. They actually heard howling from on top of the roof by those that were adventurous enough to join what was considered the wolf club.
“I think that it goes without saying that the wolf club members cannot be trusted. It’s too bad that some of those guys get caught up in being accepted. Their behavior is modified by the acceptance of their peers. Everybody wants to be a part of something. It’s natural, but it doesn’t mean that it’s right.” “I can’t say that I don’t like sex, but it’s the kind of sex that makes the most difference. I’ve had lovers that lasted a mere minute that we
re better than those that went the distance for hours on end. There has to be that one out there somewhere that can combine stamina and the kind of knowledge that would have me seeing stars.” Shana continued her studies looking from time to time to see Tamara with your feet up in the air and spread in an obscene way. She had a curiosity and Tamara’s nipples were not exactly regulation. They were these huge awe inspiring peaks. It wasn’t like she was opposed to trying something like that, but it had to be at the right time in the right place.
“I find your fascination with human behavior to be a little off putting. I appreciate that you have found something that you are passionate about, but don’t you think that you are taking away from the game. You’re breaking the rules. Guys will not have a chance to give you what you truly need. You’ll always be picking them apart and every word that they say will have to be analyzed by that analytical mind of yours.” Tamara liked how Shana unashamedly walked around almost naked. She enjoyed her company and having her as a sounding board gave her a way to unload without having the need to scream.
“I can see it from your point of view. I’m sure some guys have what you consider game. What I see is little boys trying to be men. They think that if they say the right thing and make their bodies into temples that we as girls will flock to them. They would love for that commercial to be true where they spray their body and women can’t help themselves but to become their sexual slaves.” “I may have an unfair advantage, but I need that knowledge to stop myself from making the worst mistake of my life. I’ve seen friends lose themselves to a relationship only to have their world fall apart around them when that guy decides that it was time to cast his line for another one in the sea. I can see through the crap. It’s not easy to find that one that wants to know me inside and out.”