by Maria Lucy
Though Jon was a bit of an anomaly, many women fawned over him because of his swagger. He was the artsy type and spent hours working on large-scale paintings and building murals for a living. However, he’d fallen into a recent rough patch and this was about the time he started dating Danielle. He alluded to making tons of money just before they met and even had proof in public exhibits and private collections. But, the young man didn’t have a dime to his name and Danielle wasn’t sure what he spent his earnings on. The guy wasn’t a drug addict and had a drink once in awhile. For the most part, he had no hang-ups—Jon appeared to be terrible with his money that was all.
“Oh, yeah,” Sherry recalled Jon very easily and fluttered her lashes at her friend.
“Stop, come on!” Danielle feigned a sheepish look. “Seriously, though, Jon needs a place to stay temporarily…and, I kind of told him that…it’d be cool if he stayed here for now.”
Surprised, Sherry didn’t know how to respond and merely threw back the rest of the dry wine and hurried to fill it to the top as Danielle explained.
“I know, I know,” Danielle rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t give a shit usually, but Jon is…” Danielle inhaled deeply and slowly sighed.
“He’s sexy as hell!” Sherry laughed.
The two friends snickered together and toasted a drink to Sherry’s observation.
“No, but serious, Sher. Jon will be here just temporarily as he waits for payment to process on a recent exhibit sale. He told me that the seller is transferring the funds from overseas, so it’ll be about a week or so. Rather than renew his lease, Jon figured he’d find a place to stay and keep all his stuff in storage. After that, he’s putting money down for a flat in some upscale neighborhood just above his studio.” Danielle gently shook her glass, swirling the Merlot in the bottom of the glass.
“Oh…” Sherry paused. “Okay, not a problem. Was that what…were you asking if it was cool with me?”
“Oh, yeah, of course!” Danielle laughed. “I didn’t just want some hot shirtless guy wandering around our apartment without your permission.”
“As long as you don’t mind me staring at him,” Sherry added.
“Hey, now!” she snickered. “Look but don’t touch. But, seriously, can you do me a favor, Sher?”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“Could you keep an eye on him? I’m heading out tomorrow and am going to be gone all week for a client in Colorado. Make sure he’s not pulling some shit here and seeing other women. As soon as he does, call me and I’ll send his little ass packing. Home or not, if he’s fucking around on me, he can stay in a dumpster for all I care.”
As they finished off their third glass of wine, Jon arrived. As soon as Sherry saw the young stud, she blushed and giggled. Quickly excusing herself, she left the two lovers alone in the living room as she headed to bed. Plenty buzzed on alcohol, Sherry stripped down and slipped into her oversized nightshirt. She plopped onto her bed, quickly falling asleep after that.
Before Sherry could even drift into deep sleep and dream the night away, she awoke to a slow, rhythmic tapping on the wall. At first, Sherry dismissed it as her overhead neighbors, but a soft moaning seeped through her walls and she recognized it as Danielle. The sound came louder yet and a lot more apparent.
Under normal circumstances, Sherry would’ve just rolled over and blown off the disruption. However, after the day she experienced, the alcohol she drank and her inhibitions at an all-time low, Sherry was strangely turned on. The paper thin walls gave way to Danielle and Jon making love and this only served to incite Sherry’s s imagination and sensuality.
She could see Jon mounted on top of Danielle, his body glistening with sweat in the dim light of the room. His hips would thrust forward, driving his cock into Danielle and her moaning in approval. Every pump of his waist, his abs would flex and further show off the sexy v-cut down to his pelvis.
The more her imagination ran wild, the more Sherry became turned on by them. Still lying on her stomach, Sherry trailed her hand under her stomach and pulled up her sleep shirt. She spread her pussy lips apart and gently rubbed over her clit. Cream spilled from her snatch, adding much-needed lubrication for her to pleasure herself to their fucking in the other room. Tingles and small shockwaves rocked her body and she bucked her hips in time to their rhythm.
Sherry felt like she was close to climaxing, but she was afraid they would finish sooner than her. To speed things along, Sherry grabbed the pillow from under her head and crammed it under her snatch. Juices dripped from her pussy onto her pillowcase and she proceeded to pump her hips in time to the fucking next door. The further along Sherry masturbated, the louder her roommate cried out.
Jon’s rhythm picked up the pace and his thrusting grew harder the longer he fucked Danielle. Sherry matched every pump that Jon performed on Danielle and she imagined his body under hers. As she was readying to come, Sherry shot her hand down and inserted two fingers in her hole to push her over the edge.
As Sherry crammed her fingers inside, she thought about her best friend watching as Jon fucked her. Her mind spiraled out of control in a sex-addled frenzy, then Sherry orgasmed all over her pillow. White cream poured from her pussy and onto the pillowcase, then soaking the bed below it. Wave after wave of orgasm shot through her body and she slowly rolled onto her back.
The couple must have stopped screwing because there wasn’t a sound coming from Danielle’s room. Still aroused, but growing sleepy, Sherry grabbed her pillow to place under her head. Her hand grasped at the wet spot from her come and she imagined that it was Jon’s jism. She brought the pillow to her mouth and lapped up the white cream covering the case. A bit startled by her compulsion, Sherry found it to taste surprisingly good and her mind shifted to her friend, Danielle.
Sherry started to think about Danielle’s sweat-covered curvy body lying spread out on her bed after fucking her stud boyfriend and how she would love to taste the mixture of both their sex. Without hesitation, Sherry darted her fingers into her pussy to pull out a large smear of creamy come. In the dark room, Sherry stared in wonder at her pussy juice and wondered if Danielle was as turned on as her. Slowly, she sucked the come from her fingers and moaned at the thought of it being Danielle’s cream and Jon’s come mixed together.
As her euphoria faded and her excitement decreased, Sherry was shocked at what she thought about. She had never entertained the thought of being with another woman, but it certainly didn’t seem like a bad choice given the chance to be with such an elegant creature like Danielle. Add to that, Danielle had an unbelievably hot man, and one that Sherry could see her losing her virginity to, given the slightest opportunity—especially after the fantasy that she had.
Sherry sighed and fell asleep on her come-covered pillow as the aroma of her pussy juices wafted into her nose. She had never done anything like this before, but she definitely hoped it would happen again.
Chapter Three
“What the fuck?!” Sherry exclaimed as she glared down the block.
“What?” Jon glanced around, trying to figure out why Sherry was so worked up.
The two decided to go have a friendly chat over a cup of coffee at the same café that just days ago Tim and Sherry visited. After Sherry and Jon had finished, they started heading home and were about one block from the adult film theater. Sherry explained the story to Jon and he had a good laugh. As soon as Jon stopped laughing, Sherry shouted out.
Sherry stormed the remainder of the block to a couple that stood making out in front of the theater. One was a short, nice-looking blond and the other was…Tim. Jon wouldn’t have known Tim from Adam, so he was speechless as Sherry raced off to confront what seemed to Jon like, a stranger. But, she knew who it was and what he was doing.
She grabbed his sleeve and broke the couple smooching. Sherry reared her hand back and blasted Tim with a hard smack. He staggered back, startled and dazed. Tim wasn’t sure what was going on and his date screamed in surprise.
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��What the fuck, bitch?!” the blond exclaimed.
“You piece of shit! Is that what you do when you need to get your dick sucked?!” Sherry quickly dismissed his date and turned her attention to him.
Jon slowly approached the three with a look of bewilderment. It was starting to dawn on him who this man was. He thought that this guy had some big balls to try the same tactic on another girl just days after the last. Though Jon had his fair share of women, he knew that he wasn’t bold enough to try the same tricks more than once.
“What the fuck are you talking about, you fuckin’ slut? Who the fuck is this?” Tim stepped forward, red-faced and furious. He pointed over Sherry’s shoulder to Jon.
Jon raised his hands up and turned his head, “Hey, bro, she’s my girlfriend’s roommate. I don’t have nothing to do with this, so keep me out of it.”
“So what if I’m with him! He’s clearly far better looking than you and probably has a bigger cock than that little mushroom cap!” Sherry grabbed Tim’s groin.
The blond woman jumped in and shoved Sherry away from Tim. In retaliation, Sherry lunged at the woman and tackled her to the cement. She grabbed a handful of the woman’s blond hair and pulled her head up to smash it down on the pavement. Tim stepped in and grabbed a handful of Sherry’s hair.
“Listen, you fuckin’ bitch…” Tim hissed through gritted teeth.
A flash of light and pain shot through Tim’s face and his knees buckled to the ground. Immediately, he released his grip on Sherry’s hair and she stood up quickly to see that Jon came to her defense by punching Tim square on his chin. The blond woman got up and assessed Tim.
Sherry’s jaw dropped open and realized what had happened. Rather than stick around and face any more trouble, she grabbed Jon’s arm.
“Come on, let’s go!” she shouted.
Jon looked at his sore knuckles and shook feeling back into his throbbing hand. Without a word, he ran along with Sherry back to her apartment.
“What the hell was that?” Jon asked.
“That was the guy I was telling you about,” Sherry explained.
“Yeah, I figured that, but you were going pro wrestling on that chick’s ass. Wow!” Jon chuckled and gave her a tight hug from the side. “Be careful next time, champ. At least let me know ahead that I may be getting into a fight.”
Though Sherry felt betrayed by Tim’s philandering, she quickly became smitten by Jon’s heroism. If it weren’t for Jon being there to rescue her, she would’ve ended up in a world of hurt. There’s no telling what Tim was capable of and she was certainly glad that Jon didn’t hesitate to defend her. Her mind drifted back to a couple nights ago of when she overhead Jon and Danielle. And, she became awash with embarrassment, though she wasn’t ready to tell anyone what happened anytime soon. Let alone, her hero for the day, Jon.
As soon as they got back to the apartment, Jon stripped down to his jeans and suspenders. Sherry had turned her attention enough to grab a bottle of water when she turned to see his half-naked body in the living room. Jon’s body was shimmering with sweat and he was still catching his breath after the run home. She admired his chest as it rose and fell with every deep breath in. His chest muscles would expand with each breath in. Then as he exhaled, his abs tightened, showing ripples of sheer masculinity and sex appeal.
“You know, you could take a picture if you want,” Jon caught her watching and laughed.
“Oh…I’m, uh…sorry, I was daydreaming,” she blushed.
“Ah, no worries, I’m just giving you a hard time,” Jon waved at her.
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Later that night, Sherry and Jon had a video chat with Danielle and retold the day’s strange experience. They were all thankful that things didn’t escalate beyond that and had yet to hear from any authorities. So, it was easily assumed that Tim wasn’t planning on pressing charges. Of course, who could bring themselves to explaining the circumstances? After all, he was leaving a porn theater with a date and was accosted by a previous date that he took to the same location. The two dates fought after one provoked the other and the man intervened in a not-so-nice way. He then got his lights knocked out. End of story, who would want to admit to any of that?
Of course, Jon was no stranger to run-ins with the law and was completely prepared to deal with the consequences. He felt strong about how he acted and everyone agreed that what he did was justified and completely warranted.
Danielle expressed pride for her man and told him that she would reward him accordingly. They all had a laugh, then Sherry left so that Jon could talk to his girlfriend alone.
Sherry headed to the kitchen and grabbed the last of the Merlot to take back to her room. She quickly got changed into her long night shirt and was checked her Facebook account and email while she sat on her bed drinking from the wine bottle. In the other room, Jon continued quietly chatting with Danielle online. A few laughs and some brief pauses in conversation, Jon sounded to be enjoying conversation with Danielle despite being thousands of miles apart.
Wow, Jon is one hot-ass artist, Sherry thought.
Within minutes, Sherry felt the kick of wine in her since she hadn’t had a bite to eat since her coffee shop visit. This buzzed feeling reminded her of a couple nights ago when she pleasured herself to Danielle and Jon’s sexual escapades. Just thinking about her fantasy again, flushed her pussy warm with excitement. Rather than give in this time, she set the empty bottle of wine on her bedside stand and shut off her cell phone.
She shut off her bedside light and faded off to sleep.
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After sleeping for a couple hours, Sherry got up and went to relieve her bladder. Danielle’s door was slightly ajar and a movie was running on the computer across from the bed. No sound was coming from the bedroom, so Sherry supposed Jon fell asleep watching a program.
As she came back from the bathroom, Sherry briefly paused at Danielle’s room. She pushed the door slightly to peek in on Jon and see if all was well. But, what she found was far different than she expected.
The large screen computer monitor was showcasing a porno, but the sound was muted. Jon was laying face up on the bed, stark naked with a raging hard on held in his hand. His shaft was well-lubricated and shimmering in the light of the bedside stand. He was playing with his cock to a porno threesome scene.
Jon lay at an angle that he couldn’t see Sherry at the door watching in awe as he masturbated to erotic scenes of debauchery. His hand slid up and down his shaft and the splash of lube littered speckles on his thighs and lower abs. Sherry watched in complete wonderment, hypnotized by his masturbation. She hadn’t realized it, but her hand gravitated toward her pussy and began circling over her clit.
Sherry raised her nightshirt for better access, spread her lips with one hand, and then fingered her clit with the other. She felt sensations going throughout her body as she gazed at Jon lying naked on the bed. He was everything that she imagined and all she wanted right now was to feel his cock inside her. Even if for one moment, she would shed her virginity to experience what Danielle did on many occasions.
“Oh, yeah? Okay,” Jon muttered.
Sherry wasn’t sure what he was saying, but it briefly startled her and she covered her dripping snatch. When she realized that Jon was acting out some fantasy, this turned her on more, so she inserted her fingers into her vagina. Moist with come, she slid her fingers in and out. The young brunette tweaked her nipple and moaned with delight.
She was so engulfed in pleasure that she hardly noticed that she was becoming noticeably louder the more she played with her pussy. Pushing in and out, thrusting her hips with each insertion, Sherry started to feel an orgasm developing. Rather than rush to her room, Sherry decided that if she squirted like she normally did that she would clean it up right after.
“What’s that?...okay…” Sherry hardly heard Jon speak.
Jon bounced off the bed with his hard cock in hand and threw the door open to find Sherry. She had her night shirt lifted,
three fingers fucking her pussy and biting down on her fist. Unfortunately, Sherry was startled by his sudden interruption and her orgasm exploded. White cream splashed onto the floor below her and her legs wobbled with each explosive burst.
It felt so good yet Sherry was trapped in the middle of an orgasm when Jon caught her watching him. After four bursts, Sherry ran to her room and never minded the mess she left at Jon’s feet.
Knock, knock, knock…
Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck, Sherry thought.
Saving herself the embarrassment, she didn’t answer Jon’s knocks. She grinned nervously and laughed at what she just did. Her adrenaline was pumping and her heart was rapidly beating. Sherry felt alive, much like she did when Jon knocked out Tim.
After a few more unanswered knocks, Jon returned to Danielle’s room and closed the door. The apartment fell quiet as the two fell asleep in separate bedrooms.
Chapter Four
“Do you mind telling me what the fuck you were doing last week?!” Danielle was furious, her face matched the color of her red hair.
No sooner had Danielle set her bags down in the living room, than she had raced to Sherry’s room. Danielle didn’t even offer the courtesy of knocking and instead threw the bedroom door open. Danielle jumped to her feet, ready to defend herself.