Hunter's Desire

by Meg Ripley

  Lyndi stood and walked around the table to stand by Conner. He swallowed hard, and Eve could hear his breathing accelerate as Lyndi slipped her fingers into the waist of her skirt and slid it off. She grabbed the hem of her shirt next and pulled it slowly over her head revealing her enormous, braless breasts; they were the biggest Eve had ever seen. Conner's hands came up then to squeeze Lyndi's bosom, which overflowed his hands three, maybe even four times. Conner squeezed them together, and as he did, Lyndi's hands moved beneath his, guiding his hands and pushing her breasts upward as he squeezed. She held his hands still then, and tilted her head downward. Her tongue came out and Conner groaned loudly as Lyndi teased her own nipples with her tongue. Eagerly, he pushed her tits up as high as he could and she understood his intention instantly, taking a nipple in her own mouth and sucking hard.

  Eve couldn't figure out which one had her more enthralled; Gage's hands and mouth on Lyndi, or the beautiful, intricate red tattoos that covered her arms, legs, and breasts.

  Her contemplation seemed to give her lucid mind a moment to peek through, and suddenly Eve remembered the crowd surrounding them. A blush reappeared on her cheeks, but at the same time, knowing so many eyes may be staring at her naked body in that very moment sent a naughty jolt through her so strong that she almost came right then and there.

  One of Gage's hands left Eve’s breasts and was on her clit just seconds later. He rubbed for a moment and then looked up at her. “Put your foot up on the chair here, Eve. I want to see you spread wide open.”

  Eve's foot had begun to move before Gage finished his sentence. Conner looked over then to see his wife standing there naked with her pussy clearly on display and Gage's finger stimulating her clit.

  Eve noticed that Conner and Lyndi had moved; her husband now stood with his jeans around his ankles. Lyndi was on her knees sucking his rock hard shaft while fingering herself. Conner's hands were on the back of Lyndi's head, controlling her speed. “Oh God, Eve, her mouth feels incredible. It's like… it was made for my cock!” he groaned loudly; Eve could hear the slight hum as Lyndi's mouth began to vibrate against Conner's hardness.

  As she watched the scene in front of her, Gage slid two fingers into her entrance. She moaned and her hips jutted forward, giving him easier access and enabling her to watch his fingers disappear over and over again. But as she watched, his fingers began to change; at first, they lost their definition from one another and then transformed into the same phallic shape that had been fucking her moments before. It grew next, and continued until it filled her up completely. Eve had never felt so full; the sensation was incredible. Gage moved his now phallic-shaped fingers slowly in and out of her slickness, his tempo increasing.

  Eve watched Conner lay down on the floor, pulling Lyndi on top with her pussy in his face. Lyndi's mouth was back on his shaft almost instantaneously. Conner spread her lips wide and his tongue delved into her. He moved slowly at first, but as Lyndi began to writhe on top of him, his hands came up to her hips to hold her still and his pace increased, faster and faster. Gage's pace inside Eve increased in tandem, mimicking Conner's speed.

  As she watched her husband tongue fuck the strange human-like woman on top of him, the phallic shape in Eve's pussy began to vibrate. It only took seconds, and then Eve whimpered, moaned and stifled a scream as an orgasm gripped her body and she started to cum harder than she’d ever had before. As the aftershocks rocked through her body, Eve's eyes were locked on the couple in front of her: Lyndi bucked wildly against Conner's hold, cumming silently as her mouth bobbed up and down on his cock, easily taking him deep into her throat.

  Lyndi didn't appear to have the same need to come up for air as ordinary humans because she held Conner's rigid cock in her throat as his hips thrust upward over and over again. Eve could tell his orgasm was fast approaching, and just seconds before he toppled over the edge, he withdrew his erection from Lyndi's throat, shoved her forward and shot his load all over her chest.

  Gage shifted in his chair, forcing Eve to drop her foot back on the ground. His phallic-shaped hand remained inside of her as he stood behind her, using his other hand to guide Eve onto her hands and knees. He continued to fuck her as he knelt behind her.

  Eve was poised with her head above Conner's, and Gage continued to press her forward until her lips met her husband's. Conner's tongue began to ply at her lips, seeking entry; she opened for him and his tongue darted into her mouth as hers came out to meet his. Knowing his mouth had just pleasured another woman just seconds before made the kiss the most erotic one she'd ever experienced. She turned her eyes upward without breaking the kiss; Lyndi was there, kneeling beside Conner's cock. Eve had no idea what Lyndi had done, but Conner was already hard again.

  “Oh, yes!” Eve moaned, breaking the kiss as Gage's speed intensified.

  She thrust back against the phallic shape in her pussy, meeting him each time and forcing him even further inside. Conner sat up, turning around to watch his wife being fucked, her tits bouncing wildly with the force of Gage's thrusts.

  He stood then, and Eve saw his lips move but couldn't make out what he'd said to the humanoid woman. A moment later, Lyndi sprawled out in the place Conner had occupied just a moment before and he climbed on top of her, straddling her chest. Eve leaned up at the same time and her hands reached out to squeeze Lyndi's enormous breasts together around her husband's dick; Conner began to thrust forward, moving slowly at first.

  “Oh God, Eve. Every part of her seems to mold around me. It's fucking incredible,” he groaned.

  Eve thrust her hips back faster, fucking Gage’s cock-shaped hand wildly as his other hand moved to her clit, buzzing instantly against her. She cried out, and just as she felt the build up of yet another orgasm begin to develop, Gage leaned forward to whisper huskily against her ear, “Not yet. The next time you cum, I want my cock inside of you. I want to see your face while you watch your husband fuck my wife.”

  He sat down on the floor as Lyndi urged Conner to sit down beside him. Lyndi straddled Conner, her pussy poised just inches above his member. Eve was about to get into position, straddling Gage's cock, but she stopped. Instead, she sidled over next to Conner and raised her hands to Lyndi's shoulders.

  “Let me help,” she said with a devilish grin.

  Eve softly ran her fingers along Lyndi's tattooed shoulders, waiting for just the right moment. And then, all of a sudden, she pressed down hard, forcing every inch of Conner's engorged dick deep inside of Lyndi. She cried out and Conner groaned as her inner walls morphed to fit him perfectly, applying just enough pressure along his entire cock to make it the perfect fuck. Eve held her there for a moment, enjoying the sight before her.

  There was just one more thing she wanted to do before seeking out her own pleasure. She moved one hand to Lyndi's pussy, sliding a finger inside to feel her husband's thickness inside another woman. She removed her finger and swirled it around Lyndi’s clit, stroking it for a minute before moving over to straddle Gage’s massive cock.

  She slid down slowly, teasing him at her entrance, only allowing the tip of him to enter her. She remained there for a moment, her hands coming up to squeeze her creamy breasts in front of his face—but her tantalizing didn't last long.

  Gage's hands grabbed onto Eve's hips and pulled her down hard, shoving his impressive length deep inside her, just as she'd done to Lyndi. He kept his hands on her hips, his muscular arms easily able to lift her up until he'd almost left her warmth before forcing her back down hard. Eve turned to watch as Lyndi bounced furiously up and down on Conner's dick, moaning and whimpering as he fucked her.

  Gage's member began to vibrate inside of Eve and his buzzing fingers came up to squeeze her nipples. His fingers applied gentle pressure at first, but then he squeezed harder, and harder still, seeing Eve's body respond to the mix of sensations.

  “Faster, Gage…fuck me harder!”

  He complied happily, increasing his speed, ramming harder and plunging deeper with every thru
st. Eve looked up and the sight before her nearly sent her over the edge: Lyndi had turned around on Conner's shaft and his finger was lightly teasing the entrance to her ass.

  “Cum for me, Eve—now. I want you to cum right now,” Gage demanded.

  Her body wouldn't deny him; she started to cum almost instantly, screaming as she watched her husband fuck and finger the voluptuous alien woman. Eve's spasming pussy sent Gage over the edge; he withdrew his throbbing member and shot his load all over her ass.

  After seeing another man send his wife spiraling into ecstatic bliss right in front of him, Connor couldn’t remember a time when he’d ever been so hard. He thrust fiercely into Lyndi as she moved to rub her clit, turning her own vibrations on high. Just seconds later, they came together, Conner's hips bucking wildly as Lyndi's back arched, and they moaned loudly in tandem.

  ****

  Eve breathed hard, panting to catch her breath, and suddenly, she noticed her surroundings—they were no longer in the middle of a crowded restaurant. The room was empty; the walls and floors were bare. There was nothing but a metal table in the room with four chairs surrounding it.

  “As I told you,” Lyndi began as she noticed Eve's baffled perusal, “this was an illusion to make our meeting more comfortable for you. In truth, we brought you here, to our home, as you walked into the sports bar this evening,” she explained.

  “But that's impossible,” Eve said, feeling even more confused, but her body felt so sated that she couldn't muster up indignation, fear, or any other logical response. She tried to formulate an explanation, but given that she and her husband had just finished having wild, ravenous sex with two aliens, the rest didn't seem so impossible.

  Gage spoke up, “Don't worry; we’ll return you to your home.”

  Eve and Conner looked at one another, uncertainty evident in their eyes. Eve wasn't entirely sure she wanted to return home at the moment. What these aliens had spoken of earlier was spot on; she felt drawn to them, and she could tell by the look on Conner's face that he wasn't so certain about returning home either.

  Just seconds later, Eve began to see the same brilliant light shine from Lyndi and Gage as she had seen earlier. The light grew brighter and brighter right before her eyes. But as she continued to stare, she realized that the two humanoids no longer sat directly in front of them; they were somehow further away, and the distance grew as each second passed by. A minute later, Conner and Eve looked around to find themselves in their own backyard, naked.

  “What the hell just happened?” Conner looked at Eve incredulously, but Eve had no explanation. She looked around but couldn't find them; she looked up in the sky in search of the two bright lights she'd seen the night prior, but they weren't there. Lyndi and Gage had vanished. It seemed there was no point in searching for them; how exactly would one go about tracking down two aliens?

  Sitting cross-legged in the grass, Eve turned to Conner and her eyes grazed over every sinewy muscled inch of his naked body, and already her pussy began to throb. She could see the same arousal stirring in him, making his cock hard as he stared at her smooth pussy. He lunged for her, his mouth coming down hard on hers as his thick fingers slipped inside her.

  Eve had a feeling that regardless of whether they ever saw Lyndi and Gage again, the wild, wanton fire they'd set ablaze in her and her husband wouldn't be extinguished anytime soon.

  THE END

  Steamy Contemporary Romance By Jade Allen: Bad Boys, Rock Stars, Billionaires and More

  Julian

  I’m the lead guitarist in one of the most successful bands in the Miami scene named Molly Riot. Our label is trying to convince us to tour with Juniper Woolf, a rival band that’s fronted by an attention-seeking brat named Fran Chambers.

  When my band mates finally convinced me to sign off on the tour, I thought there was no way that I’d ever get along with Fran…that is, until I started spending time alone with her on the tour bus.

  You know, I’ve gotta say, no woman has ever had such a pull on me. We can’t keep our hands off each other, but the problem is, we can’t let anyone else in either of our bands know about our little tryst. If the press were to get a hold of this, we’d all be in for one hell of a sh*tstorm.

  Do you have any idea how hard it is to hook up on a tour bus without anyone else knowing about it? I’ll tell you one thing, if the two of us can keep this a secret, we’ll each deserve an Oscar…

  CHAPTER ONE

  I shifted in my chair, looking around at the other members of the band; Ron had just left the room “to give you time to discuss the proposition from the label,” and true to our forms, we’d all stopped talking altogether.

  “It’s not a bad deal,” Dan said quietly, breaking the silence.

  “Yeah, but fucking Juniper Woolf? Are they even serious with that shit?” Nick shook his head in disgust. I twisted my hips so I could fish a half-finished pack of cigarettes out of my pocket; Alex looked at me as I shook one free of the box and found my lighter.

  “If we can keep Julian from killing Fran, it might work,” Alex suggested.

  “I won’t kill her,” I said, lighting my cigarette and taking as long a drag as I could fill my lungs with. “I’ll leave her alive.”

  “The only reason they think this is a good idea is because of Jules’ rivalry with her,” Mark pointed out. “Maybe if you had a filter, dude…”

  “Maybe if I had a filter I wouldn’t notice how much of an attention whore she is?” I rolled my eyes and blew smoke through my nose. “We can’t do it.”

  “They’re promising us an extra half million for the next album if we do,” Dan pointed out. “And a bonus if their first album on the label sells fifty thousand.”

  “We’re never going to see even a cent of that fucking bonus, dude,” I told Dan. “Who the hell’s going to buy the Juniper Woolf album? Fucking nobody, that’s who.” I took another drag of my cigarette and shook my head.

  “Still, just the extra half mil is worth it,” Alex said. “We could make the next album huge with that kind of money.”

  “That’s assuming none of us ends up in prison,” Mark said.

  “Julian is all talk about Fran,” Nick told everyone. “He just doesn’t want to work with her because he’s worried she’ll cut in on his wanking time.”

  “Like he’d even hesitate to jerk off with her in the room,” Alex said.

  “If she walked in on me that’d be her problem,” I pointed out. Nick dug a cigarette out of his gig bag and lit it, and for a moment silence filled the room again.

  “Half a million more for the next album,” Dan said finally. “Guys—that’s not chump change and you all know it.”

  “Neither is two billion,” I said, flicking the ash off the end of my cigarette in the general area of the ashtray. “But working with Juniper Woolf isn’t worth that, either.”

  “Come on, Jules,” Alex said, looking me in the eye. “This could be really good for us.”

  “Besides, apart from getting yourself involved with a drug ring like Mr. Alex North over here, or having sex with the rising music press star like Nick, what else can you do to promote us that would be better than putting aside your stupid fucking feud with Fran Chambers?” asked Mark.

  I glanced at Mark. “I didn’t know it was my fucking job to promote us,” I told him. “I thought we had someone taking fifteen fucking percent from our royalties for that.”

  “What’s your problem with her, anyway?” Dan looked up at me from his position on the floor, an eyebrow raised in query.

  “Jules doesn’t need anything so petty as a reason to hate someone,” Nick said with a smirk. “He can judge someone’s worthiness within thirty seconds of meeting them.”

  “He’s never made a decision that works against the interests of the band, though,” Dan countered. “I want to know where this all started.” I shrugged, leaning over the arm of the chair and reaching for the acoustic guitar I’d put aside when Ron had come in.

  “She�
�s just an attention-seeking bitch and I can’t stand her,” I said, splaying my fingers over the fret board until I found the chord I wanted and picked at a few of the strings.

  “They met like a year ago,” Nick told Dan. “We were out after one of the shows, and caught the tail end of Juniper Woolf.”

  “So, what happened?” I kept playing, ignoring Alex’s question; it had been around about the time that Alex had been either in rehab—meeting his girlfriend Mary—or on the run from the main dealer in South Florida.

  “She threw glitter at him from the stage,” Nick said with a shrug. “Apparently, she does that a lot.”

  “Like I said,” I cut in, “she’s an attention-seeking bitch.”

  “Did you get glitter in your eye or something?” Dan looked at me, incredulous. “I mean it’s not like we haven’t done some crazy shit to get attention.”

  “You played an entire show in an Elvis costume,” Mark pointed out. “It wasn’t Halloween.”

  “You guys were in costumes, too,” I said. “It’s not like I was the only person on the stage in a fucking costume.”

  “But you still did it,” Alex insisted.

  “Costumes are one thing,” I told him, shaking my head. “Throwing glitter at people? Christ.”

  “Green glitter at that,” Nick said with a smirk. I stubbed out my cigarette and went back to playing.

  “Can’t you put your stupid rivalry with her aside for a few months to get a deal for us?” I looked up at Alex and sighed.

  “I will if she does,” I said, knowing I sounded petty as shit and not even caring. “Besides, she owes me an apology.”

  “I doubt you’re going to get that from her,” Mark said, shaking his head.

  “She’s not that bad,” Dan said. “I met her last week at Respectables up in West Palm.”