Emotion in Motion: An Erotic Anthology (3 page)

Phil and
Lori’s Night Out

(Part
One)

Her
fingernails had just left my skin and it was as if time had frozen on that
moment.  My body was tingling.  I watched her chest rise and fall with each ragged
breath; I barely noticed my own.  Her hair, still holding the marks of the
ponytail from the day before, swayed gently from side to side as she sat across
from me, her brown eyes staring into my blue ones, awaiting my response to her
bold move.  My cock roared to be let free as I contemplated my next action. The
seconds felt like minutes; I was saved from an awkward situation by the jarring
ring of Jennifer's cell phone.

Feeling
like I was eavesdropping on a private conversation didn't stop me from listening
intently to Jennifer's side of the conversation while trying to reason out
whether or not I would cum instantly if she ran her fingernails down my back.

“Of
course,” Jennifer said, bringing me back to the conversation.  “I'm sure Pat
will understand too.”

I raised
my eyebrows and Jennifer waved off my curiosity.  She stood up and wandered a
few feet away.

“No. 
It's dangerous to drive in this weather.  You and Phil stay where you are; Pat
and I will be just fine here by ourselves tonight.”

My heart
started pounding.  Jennifer smiled broadly at whatever Lori was saying, pacing
back and forth at the end of the couch.

“I'm
sure we'll find something to do to entertain ourselves.”

Jennifer
gave me a look that ignited a fiery wave of lust that rolled through my stomach
and crashed into my loins.

Jennifer
ended the call, dropped her phone on the couch, and winked at me.  I was out of
the overstuffed chair and had closed the distance between us before she could
say anything.  I pulled her against me and kissed her passionately.  She
wrapped her arms around my neck and tangled her fingers in my hair while
kissing me enthusiastically.  Jennifer released her grip on my hair and I could
feel myself getting harder than I'd ever been before when she dug her fingers
into the tops of my shoulders.    I shuddered when her fingernails made their
way down my back. 

I
grabbed Jennifer by the hand and led her down the hallway to her bedroom.  She
sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed me by the front of my pants.  She
yanked me closer to her with a wicked smile.  He feet rested lightly on top of
mine while she used her manicured hands to undo my pants and slide them down to
my ankles.  I watched, mesmerized, as her crimson toenails flashed against the
material of my pants while she used her feet to slide them the rest of the way
off.

I stood
at the foot of the bed, rock hard and quivering with excitement, while she
pulled off her red silk halter top and slid her pajama pants off before tossing
them to the floor carelessly.  She laid back on the bed and crooked her finger
at me.  I hopped on the bed next to her and propped myself up on an elbow so
that I could watch while I explored her body.  Not wanting to rush anything, I
started with light kisses on her breasts.  My tongue ran in lazy circles around
her nipples while my hand inched down her flat stomach.  I traced the shape of
her neatly trimmed public hair before exploring her wet folds.  With the tip of
my finger I rubbed her clit in little circles causing her to gasp in pleasure. 

She
grabbed me roughly, her fingers digging into my back, and pulled me on top of
her.  I kissed her deeply.  She scratched down my back with her glorious
nails.  I hooked my arm under her knee and raised her bent leg so I could rub
my cock against her.  She was so wet I nearly came right then.  When my cock
bumped against her clit, she moaned loudly.  She grabbed my ass and pulled me
into her.  My cock was buried deep inside her and I could feel her rubbing her
clit against me every time she pulled herself up to scratch my back some more. 
I began to thrust into her deeply, timing my thrusts with her scratches.  She
began to cry out with her first orgasm.  I let go of her leg and she wrapped
her legs around me, pulling me even deeper inside of her.

Shaking
with another orgasm, she dug her toenails into the back of my calves and I
couldn't contain myself any longer.  I shot a huge load of cum into her and she
began to scream.  I shot load after load into her and she continued to scream
with wave after wave of the most intense orgasm yet.  When my last load was
spent, I collapsed on next to her on the bed.

I
realized it was chilly in the bedroom and pulled the covers up over us as we
snuggled together in sweaty bliss.  She tucked her feet in between my legs to
warm them up and we fell asleep cuddled together.

Phil and
Lori’s Night Out

(Part
Two)

I awoke
with a start when the chill crept down my spine.  I was alone in the bed.  I
had been sleeping next to a gorgeous blonde, and for a moment I wondered if I
had dreamed the whole encounter with Jennifer.  In fact, I wasn't even sure
that I was in the guest bedroom at Phil and Lori's.  Maybe I was at home in bed
after a long night of drinking and a frustrating end where Jennifer and I
parted ways without the amazing sex I was remembering. 

I heard
a loud squeak and the sound of running water quieted.  I hopped up and quickly
made my way toward the bathroom which was no easy feat in the darkness.  I
silently opened the door a crack and peeked in.  All I could see was the
graceful arc of Jennifer's arm as she reached for her towel.  Suddenly, I had a
grin that wouldn't quit and, if possible, I was harder than I'd been when
Jennifer ran her fingernails over my chest.  I didn't think it wise to get
caught peeping at her through the crack of the bathroom door, so I wandered
into the kitchen to grab myself a glass of water.

As the
water filled the plastic cup, I kept having flashbacks to the incredible sex
from a few hours earlier.  Jennifer's fingernails digging into my skin.  Her
legs wrapped around my back.  Her warm wetness surrounding my stiff cock.  The
water was at the rim of the cup when I remembered I had been filling it up.  I
turned the water off just before it spilled everywhere.  My cheeks were so red
they were practically glowing in the dark.  I hurried back to the bedroom and
climbed into bed, still thinking about the mind blowing sex with Jennifer.

I
stretched out on the bed naked, my cock standing firmly at attention, and
closed my eyes to concentrate on the image of Jennifer's naked body riding me. 
I remembered the feeling of her toenails digging into my legs and my hand
started to inch up my thigh.

“You
weren't thinking of starting with out me,” Jennifer asked quietly, a big smile on
her beautiful face, “were you?”

My eyes
flew open at the sound of her voice.  I took in the splendor that was her naked
form.  She had toweled off, but there were still a few droplets of water on her
collarbone.  Her damp hair hung to the tips of her perky breasts and swung
gently with each step she took toward me. 

Jennifer
climbed onto the bed between my feet.  As she made her way up so that we were
face to face, she ran her fingernails over every inch of my skin.  When she
could reach to kiss me easily, she straddled my body and rubbed her chest
against mine.  She kissed my passionately and as her tongue slid into my mouth,
I felt her hips move against my lower abdomen. 

She
ended the kiss reluctantly.  Her mouth and hands trailed lower.  Her fingernails
dug into my chest and she nipped at my nipples with her teeth.  She kissed and
caressed her way down my check and stomach.  Tendrils of her hair tickled me in
the places her mouth had just been.  When she reached my cock, she looked up at
me with a wicked smile.

“I don't
think I can wait any longer.”

She sat
up quickly and dug her fingernails into me so deeply it was almost painful.  It
took all my restraint not to thrust my hips up and impale her on my cock, but I
was successful in letting her lower herself at an excruciatingly slow pace.

By the
time my cock was buried deep inside her, she was already quaking with her first
orgasm.  As I felt her pulsing against my cock, I started to thrust up into
her, holding her hips and keeping her body tight against mine.  One orgasm
after another, Jennifer kept cumming and cumming.  I could feel the wetness
dripping down my thighs and soaking the sheets.  Jennifer leaned backward after
the orgasm that made splotches appear on her chest and grabbed my calves with
those crimson nails.  There was no stopping it; I came deep inside of her,
shooting load after load into her still shaking body.

Once
again, she collapsed next to me on the bed.  Her hair tickled my nose, her hand
rested lightly on my hip, and we fell fast asleep.