101 EROTICA STORIES (83 page)

They looked at each other for a while and he kissed her again and again as he dressed her up. “That was unbelievable.” She said to him. “Just wow.”

He squeezed her tightly. “I knew you’d like it. Now, let’s get you dressed. All the men in the office will salivate with that body of yours.” He teased.

She pulled her blouse from under the table and wore it quietly. She strengthened her skirt and fixed her hair. He got dressed in a flash and lighted one of his office candles. In seconds, the smell of citrus and cardamom wafted in the room, making it smell refreshing. He quickly moved towards the door and unlocked it. He handed her some papers and whispered. “Sit down and read these.”

“Would you like some tea, Ms. Stoddard?”

“Thank you, Mr. Greene. Tea would be lovely.”

He went to the pantry and got two cups and poured hot water. He took some orange spice tea in his stash, placed it in the cups. “Honey?”

“Yes, please.”

She sat there and relaxed, thinking about what they did.

He gave her the tea cup and smiled. “You’re very pretty afterwards. You have this glow.”

She bit her lip and sipped her tea. “I hope that’s a good thing.” She laughed.

Their conversation was interrupted by the VP. Carmi finished the rest of her tea and excused herself. Mr. Greene’s gaze followed her as she walked out of the room. She walked towards her table and felt a thrill run through her body as she noted the slick feel between her legs, a reminder of what they just shared. She sat on her desk and focused her attention on the monitor. A few seconds later, her phone rang. She smiled, thinking it was Angie. Picking it up, she looked at her colleague’s desk a few minutes away. She wasn’t there.

“Hello.”

“Ms. Stoddard, don’t forget to read the papers that I gave you. You haven’t even glanced at them. Have you?”

Carmi reached for the papers nervously. “Oh, I am sorry. I enjoyed my tea so much that I have forgotten.” Focusing on the papers in front of her, the front page read. “I like you more and more. Will you join me for dinner tonight?” She smiled, a different kind of warmth filling her.

“Yes, Mr. Greene. It’s a yes.”

“Liz, we’ll see you at 8 tonight. Bring Eric.” Samantha said.

“No I won’t bring Eric. I prefer to go alone tonight. I’m not in a very Eric-ish mood. Besides, it is your engagement party. I’ll be a good friend and not steal the spotlight.” Liz said jokingly.

She put down the phone and sagged on the couch. The truth is that things between her and Eric are not so good. It’s been three nights since the last time they had spoken. She just didn’t want to tell her friend the news over the phone. Not on her engagement night either. She thought about going to the party alone. The last time she did something like this was months ago. Heck, it should be more fun than staying at home, she thought. She glanced at the grandfather’s clock a few steps away. It was 4 pm. There’s plenty of time for a light snack and a soothing bubble bath later. Just thinking about the bath made her feel a lot better.

She walked towards the kitchen and made herself some toasts. She grabbed some salami, some greens, and cream cheese and ate. Deciding she needs some caffeine, she made some chocolate banana smoothie with a dash of espresso. Yes, she’s not one to scrimp on food to maintain her weight. Being active is her way to shape up. A few minutes after her snack, she soaked in her tub and surrounded herself with the scent of rosemary and thyme. Her herbal baths are something she always looked forward to.

Liz looked at her clothes and looked for something simple yet fits like a glove. She decided on a bright coral shade cocktail dress that shows off her legs and jewelled antique shoes. At least her outfit won’t reveal to one and all just how awful she feels. One giant spritz of Calyx above her head and she’s ready to go. She grabbed her purse and let her night begin.

The minute she entered the huge house, she was filled with a sense of nostalgia. Samantha has been her friend for 15 years. They used to play here as kids and in a few months, Sam will be married. Samantha greeted her at the door, her fiancé Allan just a step behind her. After a few greetings and niceties, Liz was forced to mingle and find some ways to kill time. She went to the bar to get some punch and toured the house slowly--- going over the paintings and antiques she’d been so familiar with. She looked through the open French doors and saw that people have gathered outside where the band was playing. She could see the engaged couple from her vantage point. A smile touched her lips. Samantha is positively glowing. She focused on her friend’s fiancée. Yes, surely they would make a fine couple. She had been with Eric far longer than these two dated, she thought. Liz sighed and leaned against the wall. She suddenly felt claustrophobic and decided to hide in Sam’s room. On her way, a very tall and handsome guy stopped her tracks. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Steven, Allan’s stepbrother.” He said as he extended his hand. Liz smiled politely. “Liz.” With that, she started walking again. Just then, the band started to play Michael Jackson’s “Fall Again”. Liz thought she found her chance to be alone when Steven extended his hand again, inviting her to dance. Reluctantly, she placed her hand on top of his and allowed herself to be led. Then, they started swaying with the music. Liz forced herself to relax. This man is a stranger. It’s not a big deal that she’s dancing with him. This would be the first and last time she’d see him. That’s for sure.

The electricity of the music cracked in the air and they danced in harmony. “I knew Allan’s fiancé has been your friend for many years. I never knew you are this pretty.”He said as he held her. For a crazy moment, Liz actually thought that she misheard him. There was something in the way he held him that really made her forget about where she is and who she is. The music climaxed and weirdly enough, she started to feel something hard through the thin fabric of her dress. That familiar male hardness cooed her to come closer. It was totally addictive. He held her a bit tighter as his hand touched her lower back in the most sensual manner, robbing her of all sense.  She’s becoming more aroused by the minute and with that realization, some heat coloured her cheeks. Just when the music stops, he whispered to her. “Come with me.”

Without even thinking, she started walking with him upstairs. “Where are we going?”

“Here.” He said as he opened the door swiftly. She suddenly recognized it as one of the guest rooms she used to be assigned as a kid when visiting Sam.

He closed the door and walked towards her, his face intent. Without saying a word, they came into each other’s arms like two hungry lovers who haven’t seen each other for a long time. Steven held her tight as he rubbed his nose on her eyelids, making her shiver with delight. He kissed her lips, tentatively at first until her lips parted willingly. She caressed his nape as his tongue teased her lips and slowly slid inside her warm mouth. She felt so warm and silky inside and the kiss they shared intensified as their bodies rubbed seductively against each other.

Their bodies rocked together, his hardness against her softness. Liz sighed as his hand trailed along her body, his other hand lightly massaging her butt. It was a delightfully new experience for her and her body responded willingly, without any resistance. They looked at each other for a while and now, it was Liz turn to touch him. She rested both hands on his chest and for the first time tonight, noted how damnably handsome he is. Her hand felt the hardness of him and the look in his eyes made her even more excited. Very slowly, he undressed her and moved his face against her warm breasts. She moaned sexily as he licked the valley there over and over, before licking her nipples. His other hand travelled all the way down her navel, down to her warm mound. She forgot to breathe as his hand found clit and rubbed it seductively. He held her as he stroked her, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear. She moaned and moaned and allowed him to explore her deepest folds. He carried her to the bed and she rolled over, giving him a delectable view of her juicy backside. He adjusted her legs so that his head could go inside and licked her that way. Liz found it hard to breathe as his tongue tortured her, driving her to a different state of madness. He parted her kitty lips with his tongue and licked rapidly now, over and over until her body experienced a very strong quake. Her juices trickled down her thighs and he licked vigorously, not letting a drop escape his mouth. He shifted position again and this time massaged his butt with his hands. Little by little, his cock slid inside her and before she knew it, he filled her, her insides opened up for him. He moved slowly at first then found his rhythm. He rocked her back and forth, and she moaned in response. He rubbed against her G spot deliciously, as if they’ve been doing this for a long time. He cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples as he moved inside her, urging her to move with him. Liz arched her body as he dove inside her, holding the bed for support. She moved her hips in time for his rhythm and she urged him to go faster. Steven’s cock felt so good inside her, which is why she was awakened from her reverie when he pulled out completely. “Lie down.”

She did what she was asked and opened her legs for him. He entered her more swiftly this time but he was gentle, making sure that she got her fill and that she did. His cock teased her insides and her legs wrapped around his waist, loving the feel of him. “Faster now.”

He increased his pace and Liz moaned all over again, her hips going crazy for him. His rhythm quickened and Liz met every thrust with enthusiasm. Soon, they were coming together, in an explosion of supreme ecstasy. For a while they lay beside each other, their breathing in synchrony. Steven stroked her hair and kissed her face over and over. Liz looked up at him and smiled, her face glowing. Her hand stroked his chest and started licking his neck. In seconds, his rod came to life, getting ready for a second round. Liz started to go down, her tongue tracing his entire length. The party has begun.

The doorbell rang ten minutes later, and Ara hurried over to get it. Sure enough, when she flung the door open, it was Lauren who was standing on the front steps and squinting against the bright sunlight. Ara squealed in delight and, before she could stop herself, threw her arms around Lauren’s neck and planted a quick but firm kiss on Lauren’s lips. Ara saw the look of surprise on Lauren’s face at her sudden display of affection and laughed heartily.

“Hey!” Lauren exclaimed, and laughed too. She circled her arms around Ara’s waist and held her close. “What was that for?”

Ara sighed contentedly and snuggled against Lauren for a moment. They have been lovers for almost eight months now, something that always made Ara feel proud every time she thought of it. She loved Lauren to death, and she had never been happier in her entire twenty years of existence than when she and Lauren were together. Unfortunately, they had to keep their relationship a secret. Their respective families, who were both conservative and traditional to the core, knew nothing of what went between the two girls. Their friends at the college knew of their relationship, though, and that was good enough for the girls. At least they could take a break from all the hiding and worrying at campus.

“I’m just really happy you’re here,” Ara said, her face buried on Lauren’s chest. She could feel the soft swell of Lauren’s breasts on her cheek. As if on cue, Ara instantly felt turned on. Her mind spun, and she remembered the countless times she had Lauren’s full breasts in her mouth. She remembered the fresh taste of Lauren’s skin and the slightly salty taste of her clean sweat. She remembered stirring the pink nubs that were Lauren’s nipples back to life, and sucking on them like lollipops when they stood firm and erect. God, she loved Lauren so much! Ara sighed again and snuggled even closer to her partner.

“Hey, someone could see us,” Lauren said cautiously. She turned her head slightly and scanned the neighborhood. It was still early afternoon. There was no one on the street, but that didn’t mean it would stay that way. Of the two girls, Lauren was the more level-headed one. She loved Ara and was proud of what they shared, but she knew not everyone was ready to know of their relationship yet. For Lauren, her being cautious was more on wanting to shield Ara from the backlash they would very likely receive once news of their relationship leaked out.

“There’s nobody home,” Ara replied. Her voice was muffled because she still had her face on Lauren’s chest. She nuzzled the tops of Lauren’s breasts lightly, and she felt Lauren stiffen a bit. Ara sighed inwardly. Lauren sometimes worried too much.

“Where’s Sean?” Lauren asked.

“He’s asleep,” Ara answered. “We played tag like crazy, and he was so worn out, he just about went off to Dreamland the second he hit the bed.”

Sean Collins was the six-year-old kid Ara babysat on a regular basis. Since Ara was free on most afternoons—Lauren had classes on Ara’s free time, so they couldn’t be together—she decided to take on a babysitting stint. The Collinss had recently transferred to the city and lived a few blocks away from Ara’s house. Ara considered herself very lucky to have landed the babysitting job. Mr. Collins seemed a nice-enough man, and of course, there was sweet little Sean. Mrs. Collins died when Sean was only two years old, and Mr. Collins had raised Sean on his own since then. Ara was sad when she learned of Mrs. Collins’s fate, but she had to admit Mr. Collins didn’t do a bad job in raising Sean. The little boy, although equipped with a seemingly endless supply of energy, was friendly, polite, and sweet.

Ara had babysat other kids before, so she was aware of the traditional unwritten rules on babysitting, especially the one on not having anyone over when she babysat someone. Ara was proud of never having broken that cardinal rule in her considerable babysitting career, save for this moment, that is. She had been babysitting Sean for two months now. She knew Mr. Collins trusted her, and she would never do anything to abuse that trust.

But she missed Lauren.

Ara didn’t know what possessed her to call Lauren and ask her to skip her afternoon classes and join her at the Collinss’ house. When she realized what she had done, Lauren had already said yes and it was already too late to take things back. The college wasn’t too far from the Collinss’ house. Lauren had promised to be over in less than fifteen minutes. True enough, she stuck to her word. Ara had sprung into action when Lauren had rung the bell. The buzzing sound might wake Sean up, and that would be the end of her babysitting stint with the family.

Now, standing on the front steps with her holding Lauren and Lauren holding her back, Ara decided she was happy she had given her girlfriend a ring. She definitely missed Lauren, no doubt about that. She was sorry she had to break one of her cardinal babysitting rules, but she missed Lauren too much to be worrying about things like rules anyway.

Besides, Ara told herself, this would be the first and last time I’ll have someone over while I’m babysitting. I swear I won’t do this again.

Comforted by her internal promise, Ara led Lauren inside the Collinss’ house. “Take a seat,” Ara said, as she shut the door behind her.

Lauren walked to where the couch was and sat down. She looked around the living room. “Nice place,” she commented. “A pretty big house for only two people.”

Ara sat beside Lauren and pressed her body against her. “Mr. Collins makes a lot of money,” she replied. “Banking stuff. I wouldn’t know any of that from a five-bar gate.” She wrapped an arm around Lauren’s body and began to nuzzle her on the neck.

Lauren chuckled and wrapped her arms around Ara too. “You’re funny,” she said, leaning her face close to Ara’s. “That’s why I love you so much. You never fail to make me laugh, Ara.”

“Kiss me,” Ara commanded, her voice rough and husky. “Kiss me, Lauren.”

“I’d be glad to,” Lauren answered. Then she placed her lips over Ara’s, and the two fell into a deep, passionate kiss.

Ara hungrily ran her lips over and around Lauren’s. Ara opened her mouth wider and devoured Lauren’s lips whole, telling Lauren how much she sorely missed her. Lauren let Ara know how much she missed Ara by immediately slipping her tongue inside Ara’s open mouth. Ara sighed contentedly. Lauren was here, at last. Things were finally going her way.

The girls kissed each other torridly for several minutes before Ara’s hand went down to Lauren’s breast. Lauren moaned softly as Ara grasped her breast firmly. Ara didn’t do anything at first; she simply let her hand rest on Lauren’s breast while her tongue darted into Lauren’s mouth and flicked around inside eagerly. Lauren took Ara’s tongue and sucked on it vigorously. Ara cried out softly, and that was when her hand and fingers on Lauren’s breast began to move.

Lauren let out another moan. Ara smiled inwardly. Lauren loved it when Ara played with her tits, and Ara was only too glad to oblige. Ara grabbed and squeezed without finesse, producing another moan from Lauren. The moans turned Ara on, and before she gave herself time to think things out, she broke their passionate kissing, lifted up Lauren’s snug-fitting sweater, and pushed Lauren down on the couch. Ara saw her girlfriend had a red slightly lacy bra on. The lace was at the top of the cups, emphasizing Lauren’s full breasts. The sight did wonders to Ara’s arousal, and she immediately placed herself on top of Lauren and attacked her breasts.

“Ara, this is insane,” Lauren said through gritted teeth and in between moans, as Ara took a nipple inside her mouth and began to suck on it hungrily. “What if . . . God, that feels so good! What if Sean wakes up and sees us?” She cried out again as Ara devoured her other breast this time.

Ara paused for a moment to answer Lauren’s question. “Sean’s asleep,” she repeated. “Besides, I’d hear him should he stir. I know his movements like the back of my hand.” She reached out and pinched Lauren’s breast, the one that wasn’t inside her mouth. “Now could you shut up? Remember you’re a slut, Lauren. My slut.” She pinched again, and Lauren squirmed. “You do as I say, all right?”

Both girls were fans of crazy, kinky sex. One of the things they love to do when they engage in activity between the sheets was to talk dirty. Ara in particular loved to trash talk. Lauren let her. Whatever aroused Ara aroused Lauren too. The more arousal, the better.

Lauren nodded in response to Ara’s question and lay still. This time, Ara didn’t return to Lauren’s tits. Instead she undid the buttons on Lauren’s jeans and unzipped her fly. Once Lauren’s matching red underwear was revealed, Ara tugged the jeans and underwear down until Lauren’s bare pussy was free.

Ara stared at the moist juicy lips of Lauren’s cunt. The pink folds glistened and beckoned to her with their plump flesh and juicy sheen. Ara ran her fingers lightly over Lauren’s cunt. Lauren gasped, and her hips slightly lifted off the couch. She glared at Ara. “What did you do that for?”

“Shut up,” Ara said gravely. With one hand, she spread Lauren’s lips open while she slid a finger inside the slippery crack with her other hand. Lauren moaned and tried to spread her legs wider. The couch, however, could only offer so much space. Ara, sensing what Lauren was about to do, grabbed both of Lauren’s legs and placed them on her shoulders. Now Lauren was exposed and all hers for the taking.

Ara lowered her head until her face was inches from Lauren’s pussy. She stayed that way for a few minutes, inhaling in the exotic scent that screamed of nothing but Lauren. Then Ara blew on Lauren’s cunt.

Lauren yelped. “Ara, what are you doing?” she cried out.

Ara didn’t respond. She kept on blowing light, feathery air on Lauren’s cunt, making Lauren squirm and wriggle even more. Ara could see Lauren’s pussy becoming even wetter every moment. She went on fluttering her fingers and blowing over Lauren’s pussy until Ara couldn’t take it anymore as well. With a groan, she buried her face on the tempting mound between Lauren’s legs and began to eat her greedily.

Lauren moaned repeatedly as Ara’s mouth assaulted her pussy. Ara ran her tongue all over Lauren’s mound before slipping her tongue inside the dripping-wet crack and wagging it all over the tiny space. Lauren cried out loud and brought her own hands to her exposed breasts, where she played with and rubbed her nipples vigorously. With her tongue still inside Lauren, Ara looked up and saw Lauren’s nipples were stirring to life. She reached out and tweaked one. She tweaked again and let her hand rest on Lauren’s tit. She resumed eating Lauren out. Lauren was so wet that Ara’s face was smeared with Lauren’s juice in no time.

“Babe, I’m going to come,” Lauren said in a low voice.

“So soon?” Ara asked teasingly before she plunged her tongue back inside Lauren in no time.

“You fuck me so good, that’s why,” Lauren answered in between breaths. She was moving her hips in time with Ara’s tongue, which was touching all the right spots. Ara felt Lauren suddenly grab her hair, and she knew Lauren was going to burst at any moment now. She loved how Lauren was so easy to please.