OF FATE and DESTINY
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IF YOU WERE HERE
Brad/Aivy/Nick/Shawn
The rush hour traffic of a sunny Friday afternoon made Aivy Hisagi thought twice about getting into her car and made that short trip to the airport. However, the thought of going there to pick him up had her sighed with anticipation and excitement.
As she opened her car door, the heat that was trapped within the car hit her in the face like a ton of bricks. The summer sun had left everything in its wake molten and stuffy. Aivy turned the car on quickly then rolled the windows down to let the hot air out of the car.
‘If it keeps staying this hot, I think I would rather move to Hell, at least I know what to expect from there,’ she thought bitterly.
The music in the car blasted to the familiar trance tunes that she listened to everyday going back and forth to work. Aivy sung happily along while peeling out of the parking lot of her work place and continued to maneuver through the slow moving traffic.
The thirty-minute drive gave Aivy just enough time for her conscious mind to drift to the man she was going to see again after ten years. She realized how fast the years had gone by now that she was ten years older and carrying loads of responsibilities on her shoulder. How she had changed from being just a young innocent and inexperienced girl to a thirty-something sex crazed maniac.
‘Okay, maybe not sex-crazed but more like sex-obsessed,’ she corrected to herself.
…
Ten years ago was the first time that Aivy had laid eyes on him in a dingy, hole-in-the-wall place that they called a bar on Main Street in High Point. She had reluctantly agreed to attend the get-together of the people that she had been communicated with in an online chat forum.
At the beginning of the evening, the party goers had introduced themselves to Aivy with their real names along with their online alias. Towards the end of the night, she was able to match most of their faces to the alias that she came to familiarized with during her conversations with them.
If she was honest with herself, she knew that most of these people were not who they said they were. But then again, if you were trying to get somebody’s attention via the internet, you would have to fabricate some facts about yourself in order to be a more desirable, intelligent, and confident person. Aivy, however, didn’t see the point in lying about herself because she knew that sooner or later the truth would surface. That fact alone was a turn-off to her; also it would be tiring to keep up with the lies. She had no time for that nonsense.
Aivy remembered that night she went to the party with her so-called friend Melissa, who she also met online, because her real friends wouldn’t approve of her going to unknown places like these all by herself, without knowing a single soul. Since she was one of the first few people to arrive there, she had a chance to look around and thought to herself that this would probably be the very last time that she’d put herself in this kind of situation.
The night went on without any significant incidents until he, Brad Calvert, walked in.
“Finally, someone worth looking at,” she murmured under her breath.
Brad was tall about 6’1”, handsome, and a little shy. He looked around as if he was unsure whether or not his decision of coming here tonight was the right one.
Melissa, like a bee to honey, practically ran towards Brad to get his undivided attention.
’They seemed to know each other,’ she noticed. ‘Oh well, too bad I’m all the way over here in this corner otherwise I’d come over there and talk to him,’ she frowned at the fact that she had chosen to sit in the very corner of the room.
She had picked that seat earlier in the evening because it was her security blanket. She figured that if nobody could get to her then she wouldn’t have to do much mingling. Little did she know that her plan just back fired, because now she couldn’t get out and he wouldn’t be able to see the recluse in the dark corner of the bar.
The conversations at the table lagged and lack of interesting topics. Aivy felt the safest talking to her “old friend”, Heddroxx. He was very friendly and fun to talk to; also he didn’t hit on her. In her mind, he was her wing-man, so to speak.
As Aivy looked up from talking animatedly to Heddroxx, she caught herself looking straight into Brads’ eyes.
‘Oh he noticed, alright!’ her mind did a little victory dance. His staring was a little too intense for her so she forfeited the staring dual and drifted her eyes downward. Even in the darkness of the room, his eyes seemed mysterious and warm. And she wanted to know more about him, through his eyes.
Miracles did happen because somehow they maneuvered their ways around other people and ended up at the same table. Before she knew it, they were dancing the night away to some up beat trance songs.
Dancing was kind of awkward since she was this slip of a person at five feet tall and he was way too tall for her. However, he didn’t seem to think that the height differences would hinder his advances on her.
In the midst of dancing to her heart’s content, she noticed that Melissa was giving her dirty looks from the table across the room. That little fact still didn't stop her from enjoying herself in his company.
Aivy learned that he was in the Army stationed at Fort Bragg and loved jumping out of airplanes. ‘Jackpot!’ her mind screamed.
She had always had an infatuation with men in uniforms. Looking at them and thinking about them had always made her panties wet. She also knew that men in uniforms meant that they were people with structures, disciplines, respect for authority, and most of all with killer bodies. Of course she wouldn’t let him know that fact about her so soon.
At the end of the night, Brad gave her a hug and whispered softly in her ears, “You have the prettiest eyes, Aivy.”
She didn’t want the night to end with him but she needed to head on home since it was going to be a long drive back. They managed to quickly exchange phone numbers and planned to meet up the next day at the Four Seasons Mall.
...
During the course of several months, they saw each other almost on a regular basis, as regular as a long distance courtship could get. The two-hour drives back and forth between her town and Fort Bragg didn't seem to put any hinder on things between them.
As things progressed, Aivy felt as though Brad was not at a point in his life where he wanted a seriously relationship. She wasn’t even sure whether or not she was ready for that kind of attachment, especially after her recent break-up with another military man who was also stationed at Fort Bragg.
Long distance relationship wasn’t really her forte, she had finally decided.
They slowly drifted away from each other. She was caught up in the slow moving current of life that her brief relationship with him soon became just a passing memory. Only once in a while, she wondered where his life was taking him. She thought he might have reenlisted, met a nice girl, got married, and had kids. Those things were just normal occurrences that everybody went through, and in that order.
Several years had passed, after she had settled in her home town as she bought a house, a nice car, a stable job, and several short relationships that she heard from him.
The internet was once again the vice that reconnected them. His first email to her caught her off guard because he had taken his time to look her up, also the naughty and aggressive way that he wrote on the email made her cheeks flushed like never before.
“Hey Lightning,
I have thought about you. You were the lady that got away from me. You should have been the lady who I spent my life with and married. You were an amazing woman and your tiny little body that I loved to make love to. I just wish I would have come inside you and giving you a baby! I have thought a lot about you and about not being with you. Kiss.
Brad”
Aivy, however, as confused about the hidden meaning of his words in his letter. Did he mean that he had missed her? Did it mean that he wanted to be with her of all this time? Did what they had in the past affected him that much? She simply couldn’t decipher the hidden meanings of his words....
That was the beginning of a slew of hard core and vulgar sex-based emails exchanges between the two ex-lovers. The memories of their times together didn’t falter as they continued to pleasure each other through their flowery words. The hot exchange of emails eventually led them to make plans of finally reunite their bodies the way they had always talked about and desperately desired.
oOo
“Fuck!” she shouted angrily as the last parking spot at the short term parking outside of the baggage claim area was taken. After having to deal with slow drivers on the high way, road work, and detours, her patience was wearing thin.
At last, an empty spot was finally available though it was just a little too far from the entrance for her comfort. She never liked walking the more than necessary distance from her car to any main entrances. That one made on the list of her many pet peeves.
She walked briskly towards the entrance of the baggage claim area hoping that she would still have a couple of minutes to compose herself.
Time was never something she had extra of. She was always running late or just on time. Lady Luck was not looking out for her this time around either.
She stopped short of the automatic entrance door to take in a couple of deep breaths.
All the while she got caught up with the traffic drama; she didn’t really have time to get super nervous about seeing Brad again. Now that she was so close to seeing him, she felt like a whole forest of butterflies had set residence in her stomach. Her palms began to sweat.
‘Not every attractive’, she thought. She had to make herself calm the fuck down or she was going to throw up right here on the sidewalk.
She took a deep breath and smoothed out the invisible wrinkles on her navy blue with yellow polka dot dress.
“I wonder if I’m too dressed up for this occasion,” she whispered to herself.
The dress she had picked out was just perfect for the occasion, in her opinion. It screamed fun, flirty, and innocent on the surface. It was strapless, came to mid thigh with a sweetheart neckline and a little ruffle around the edge. The thin yellow belt around the waist added the fun factor to the dress. Her hair was flat-ironed straight and a few layers framing her face just perfectly. She put just enough makeup on to bring out the color of her deep brown eyes, and the flush colored lip gloss accentuated her pouty lips that she knew he loved so much. The shoes were the key element that made the whole outfit flirty because they were patent leather four inch Mary Jane shoes. They made her feel like she was a naughty school girl and they also screamed ‘come fuck me’. She definitely needed the extra height being around him.
After she gathered enough courage, and also wished that she had a couple of Vodka shots to give her more courage, Aivy pushed through the heavy double doors and plastered a smile on her face.
“Holy shit,” exclaimed Aivy. She was surprised to see the tiny baggage claim area was filled with so many people. Since it was the beginning of the weekend, many people were coming home from their business trips or taking a short vacation. The two luggage carrousels were working over time to accommodate the passengers who were eager to get the heck out of the airport and on with their plans.
Oh how she hated being in the crowds, they always made her feel claustrophobic because everybody was taller than her.
She looked around trying to locate him but she couldn’t see pass the crowd of people.
She then decided to make better use of her time and went over to the board with the flight information posted on it. She soon found out that his connecting flight from JFK was actually early, thirty minutes early. That meant that he had been waiting patiently for her for at least forty-five minutes.
“Oh shit, he’s probably thought that I'm not coming,” she said nervously.
Aivy looked around frantically trying to locate the tall and handsome bald guy while feeling guilty for being so late. Too absorbed in her guilt, she was startled out of her current state when she felt two strong arms wrapped around her shoulders from behind. She felt his hot breath on her ear before she heard him speak.
“Hey Lightning,” he whispered, “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Lightning, she had not heard him called her that nick-name in a decade. Now hearing it again made her feel giddy. He had once said that it made him feel special knowing that he was the only few that knew her nick-name. She had acquired this name from her former boss at Kinko’s who thought that she was very sufficient and quick as lightning while performing her tasks, hence the name Lightning.
She froze not knowing whether she should turn around to face him or just stood there and talk to the non-communicative board. She decided quickly that talking to the board wasn’t what she came here for so she brought her hands up and held his hands where they met around her neck.
“Hi B-Brad,” she stuttered. “I’m sorry that I was so late. The traffic was awful.”
“It’s okay, Lightning. With the extra time that I had to myself, I was able to think of what I was going to do to that delectable body of yours once I’m able to get my hands on it,” his reply was soft and masked with a tone between half truth and teasing.
His baritone voice shook her to the core. Every word that he spoke sent shivers down her spine and into her moist cavern. He slowly took one hand to move the hair away from her neck and nibbled on her earlobe then moved his lips slowly down along her neck. She tilted her head to the other side offering him the uncovered column of her neck. Her eyes were shut tightly taking in every breath, every word, and every action that he bestowed upon her.
“Brad,” she whimpered softly while trying to stifle a moan from her throat.
“Mmmmm,” he inhaled softly on her neck, “you smell so good.”
Brad took in another big breath and disentangled himself from her back. He slowly turned her around to look at him after all this time, all these years.
“Hi,” he said with a big smile and sounded relief as if he had been holding his breath all along.
“Hi you,” she replied with a nervous smile on her face.
She now had the opportunity to take a better look at him. He looked so much younger in person than in the pictures that she saw everyday on Facebook. Though his baby face was still there, it was now hidden underneath the five o’clock shadow that he was sporting. He had shaved his goatee off just this once because she had mentioned to him in passing that he looked more intimidating with it.
The white button down shirt he wore made his shoulders look broad and manlier, if that was even possible. The worn pair of jeans he had on gave him a rugged and comfortable look. Brad looked like he had just stepped out of the Abercrombie catalogue.
All the while she was checking him out, Brad didn’t miss the chance to drink in her appearance. He noticed that her face hadn’t changed much but her body definitely matured since he had last seen her. The strapless dress did a nice job of pushing her breasts together and up, giving him an ample view from the top. Her dress was short enough to show her tone legs and thigh, which gave him a quick vision of what it would feel like to have them clamped down on his head while he feasted on her pussy. Her hair felt soft and silky brushing across his hands as he now pulled her into a bear hug.
Aivy wrapped her arms around Brad’s waist and pulled him closer while sniffing on his spicy cologne. Her head rested nicely on his chest while he had his chin stationed on her head.
“It’s so good to see you,” he said pulling away from her.
“Oh yeah,” replied Aivy with a smirk on her face. She looked up, and up at him, “how good?”
Before she had time to blink, she was pushed against the board with Brad pressing himself extremely close to her stomach. That action caused her to stop breathing and instantly feel his arousal hard against her. His hands laid flat on either side of her head as he pulled away from her again but this time just enough to lower himself to her eye level.
“Does that answer your questions?” he asked referring to his impending hard-on while looking deep into her eyes searching for a clue as to how far he could tease her.
“Mmmmm,” was all she could reply as she pushed herself off of the board and arched her back far enough away from it to make contact with his pelvis.
“Lightning, watch what you’re doing little girl. You don’t want me to fuck you right here in front of everyone, do you?” he retorted in an utmost effort to control his raging desire.
She knew that she was playing with fire but her new found obsession with sex encouraged her to try new things. She slowly ran her hands up his chest and ended around his neck.
Brad had almost lost his balance when she pulled him down to crash her lips against his. He was startled but quickly recovered and ran his lips softly against hers. He had wanted to kiss these cock-sucking lips ever since he laid eyes on her ten years ago, and still do again and again. He wanted to be as connected to her as possible while they still had their clothes on so he did the only thing he could think of, he pushed her further into the board. His hips grounded roughly against her body, her soft whimpers turned him on so much that he had to work her lips open so he can taste her once again with his tongue.
As Aivy felt Brad’s tongue in her mouth, it was like the flood gate in her had just opened. She pulled him tighter and grounded her pelvis to any hard fleshed surface that she could find. They were kissing like two frenzy teenagers on a date. Neither of them cared that they were still in the open where anybody could make lewd comments when passing them by. When they deemed it was necessary to come up for air, she kissed him chastely on the lips once more then pressed her forehead against his.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that,” she breathed harshly while trying to pull herself together once again.
“Oh baby, believe me, I have some idea,” he answered as his finger traced an invisible line down from the side of her face to her neck, then inconspicuously down the side of her breast, and finally rested on her waist.
“So, are you ready to go? Have you gotten your luggage yet?” she asked.
“Yes and yes,” he answered quickly.
“Ok then, let’s get out of here before anything else inappropriate happen. Besides, I’m hungry and I’m sure they don’t feed you enough on the plane nowadays. The next thing you know is that you probably would have to pay for the air that you breathe on there,” she rambled on as she pulled him along with her.
He quickly picked up his standard duffle bag onto his shoulder while still holding her hand. She couldn’t help but giggle at his choice of luggage.
“What’s so damn funny, darling?” he asked in confusion.
“Oh, nothing. I was just envious that you guys can always travel so light and simple. All you usually need is a generic duffle bag and you're done. You’d have a cow if you knew how many bags I have to take on just an overnight trip,” she joked.
“Yeah, I know. I’m just glad that I’m not a girl,” he smiled sweetly down at her.
“Yeah, me too,” she grinned back evilly.
He stared at her for a few seconds then shook his head, “What the hell am I going to do with you?”
“Oh, I think I can give you a few ideas,” she whispered suggestively.
…
As soon as they got away from the baggage claim area, the number of people wandering around the terminal thinned out considerably. The corridor on the upper level hardly had anybody roaming around since there were more people arriving to the airport than departing.
Aivy noticed that Brad kept looking around while pulling her with him since his strikes were longer than hers.
“What are you keep looking for?” she asked.
“Uh, I really need to piss,” he replied.
“Geez, why didn’t you just say so? I think the bathroom is just around the corner.”
They rounded the corner quicker than she expected. He let go of her hands when they got to the bathroom door.
“Wait here, I’ll be back in a jiffy,” Brad said and disappeared quickly behind the closed door.
So here she stood with her back pressing hard against the wall and eyes closed trying to will the butterflies in her stomach to stop fluttering around. Aivy realized that she probably didn’t really need to be by herself right now because she would have more time to be nervous and second guessing her actions. At least when Brad was with her, he kept her mind occupied enough that she just acted, no thinking.
She was yanked out of her thoughts by a strong hand pulling at her, “What-?“
Before she had time to finish her sentence, he pulled her into the bathroom then quickly locked the door behind her. In the process of doing just that, she was suddenly pushed against the said door with his body.
“Shhh,” he put his finger on her lips successfully shutting her up. “You don’t want to make a scene, do you? Now, where was I?” he half heartedly asked as he put his hands on her hips then pushed his lower half closer against hers.
She had lost all thoughts at this point and was willing to go along with whatever he had planned for her in his mind. By this time, she had a pretty good idea what he was after.
His lips descended on hers with bruising force. She didn’t need an invitation to let his tongue slipped into her hot and willing mouth. She moaned softly into his mouth and that made him grunted in return. His hands left her waist to search for her hands and tangled his fingers with hers. He slowly raised her hands up above her head and pressed them against the door. Aivy now felt like a captive bait under a lion’s mercy.
Brad's mouth left hers and he slowly peppered kisses along her earlobe, then his lips trailed down to her neck and shoulder. He gathered both of her hands into his big hand and held them firmly in place above her head. This action allowed him to have his other hand roaming freely.
“I’m sorry, Lightning. I just couldn’t help myself,” he said as his finger glided down her smooth neck, across the swell of her breast above the neck line of her dress, then slowly moved to circle around her hardened nipple through the fabric.
Aivy whimpered at the sensations that his touches had elicited from her. She had no idea how responsive she was to him. Just having Brad touched her lightly like that had already made her pussy wet with anticipation.
She arched her back off of the door to gain more of his touch. She looked at him as his eyes were burning the same trail that his finger had just left. He slowly ran his finger down her chest to her waist and continued to the hem of her dress. His hand lingered there for a moment then moved to touch the outer part of her upper thigh. He caressed it lightly and began to torturously inch upward.
If it weren’t for his body pressing against her to keep her in place, Aivy would have been a puddle on the floor by now.
Brad’s hand didn’t have a long way to travel up as he reached the edge of her panties. He let his finger slipped underneath the edge and moved slowly down towards her center, finally touched her moist cavern. Her breathing by now was labored. She was hot with rampant desires.
“Mmmm, damn you’re so wet, darling,” he whispered as his eyes left where his finger was and looked into her eyes. “What do you want, darling?”
“Anything, Brad, anything,” she struggled to answer him as she felt his finger now running up and down her pussy lips knowing quite well where she wanted to be touched first. She bucked into his hand, silently asking him to grant her just one touch.
“You’ve got to be more specific, darling.”
“Please, Brad…”
“What? I’m right here. Now tell me what you want, baby,” he demanded as his well lubricated finger now moved to touch her bundle of nerves quickly, making her spasm from the surprised touch. She couldn’t think much less form a sentence. His finger slowly pushed its way into her awaiting pussy. It was so wet that he felt as if her juice was running down his finger. Without waiting for another respond, he pushed another finger deep inside of her. This action made her cry out from the sudden invasion.
“Please, please…need more,” she begged.
“More of what, darling? More of this?” he punctuated ‘this’ with a harder push of his fingers deeper inside of her. “Or this?” he asked as he pulled his fingers out and pushed his covered hard-on against her stomach.
Aivy whimpered at the loss of his fingers. She took the opportunity to gather her wits. With her hands now out of his grasp, she put them on either side of this face and pulled him down for a passion filled kiss. She didn’t have to convey her thoughts or wants with words. Her actions spoke volume as she plunged her tongue into his mouth so hard that their teeth clang against each other. Her hand made a bee line for the bulge that she was sure by now was very painful against his pants. She cupped him and squeezed him hard. She felt him buckled against her as she kneaded him through his jeans. He growled deep in his throat as he kissed her harder.
“I need to fuck you now,” he demanded with urgency as he stopped kissing her. With a quick work of his hands, he picked her up by the waist and put her on the sink counter.
She immediately parted her legs to make room for him in the space between them. With her now being elevated, she had an easier time reaching for his neck and pulled him down for another frenzy kiss. She felt his hands rubbing her thighs as she parted her legs even more to rub her cloth covered pussy against the bulging jeans. He seemed to have noticed her action as he quickly reach up under her dress and pulled her panties down past her “come fuck me” shoes.
Meanwhile, Aivy was frantically unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans. In one quick movement, she pushed his jeans and boxers down pass his buttock, effectively freed his cock from its confinement. Brad’s cocked jutted out proudly and angrily. She quickly grabbed it and squeezed it tightly. He growled again in her ear as she slowly massaging his hot member. With his jeans and boxer down by his knee, all he could do now was to buck into her hand and loving the way she rubbed his cock.
“Enough of that, darling. I need to be in you. NOW,” he growled in frustration.
Without needing to be told twice, she let go of his now almost purple cock and press her hands on the counter waiting for him to fuck her into oblivion. She parted her thighs while he lifted her dress up to reveal her clean shaven, now glistening pussy.
“Mmmm, all clean just for me, darling?” he asked as his one hand grabbed a good hold on his cock, and the other cupped her pussy. He then separated her pussy lips with his fingers and looking at it hungrily, while his other hand rubbed the tip of his cock.
“Stop talking and fuck me already, “she spat impatiently. Aivy hooked her legs around his butt to pull him into her, hoping that this action would make him lodged his oh-so-big cock inside of her desperate pussy.
“Now, now, darling, patience is a virtue,“ he answered her teasingly. He held the tip of his cock as he teased her pussy up and down. Slowly and painfully, he pushed the head inside of her.
Without any warning, Brad slammed his rock hard cock all the way to the hilt. Her heat engulfed him like molten lava.
“Oh-My-Fucking-God,” she moaned. She had been waiting for so long to be filled with his thick, veiny, and throbbing cock that once it happened she literally didn’t know what do to with it. Lucky for her, he knew exactly what to do with his hard cock. Without waiting for her to adjust to his size, he pulled out and slammed back again into her with bruising force.
“Fuck, Lightning, you are so fucking tight and hot,” he grunted. His fingers pressed on her thighs so hard that she knew there might be a few bruises later. The bathroom was now filled with moans and grunts, mixed with the sound of hot flesh hitting wet flesh.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” she chanted as he continued his thrusts. “Fuck me, baby. You feel so fucking good inside of my pussy. I want to cum on that cock. Yeah, yeah, right there…oh God, don’t stop…” that was the last of her fluid words as he brought her to the brink of orgasm. “Fuck me, Brad. Harder, harder…Oh Fuck, I think I’m going to cum. Oh, oh…,” with that he pushed deeper into her and helped her fall helplessly into a blinding orgasmic bliss.
Brad was trying desperately to hold his cum back and made sure that Aivy had her cum before him. He was beginning to lose his control when he heard her talk dirty to him. He loved the dirty words that just flew out of that pretty mouth of hers. He loved that she was so responsive to his touch and was so open to him. He loved how her eyes rolled back and the way that she bit her lips trying not to cum too soon and savored the moments. He especially loved how her pussy walls were pulling him in with a death grip. And now as she was in the throe of passion, her pussy walls were doing a pretty good job at milking his cum through his shaft. He immediately felt his balls tightened and pushing him on the verge of no return.
A few shallow thrusts later, he found himself blasting his cum deep inside of her walls until every last drop was milked out of him. He had been holding back for so long that he was positive the force of his cum was going to propel her backwards and away from him.
He was just glad that he didn’t make her break the damn bathroom mirror. He sighed contently and lowered his head on her shoulder. Her name was whispered across his lips.
She didn’t know when she had her arms wrapped around him but it felt good to have his warmth near her. She ran her hands absentmindedly up and down his back, occasionally brushed down towards to the globes of his ass. Her eyes glanced around the bathroom that was once filled with sexy noises and felt a bit unease.
They were so caught up with one another that she didn’t even have the time to savor their coupling. Having sex in a bathroom made her feel like desperate teenagers looking for a quick release.
‘Yeah, but wasn’t that what we were after?’ she thought to herself. Decided not to dwell too much on that fact, she pulled away from him and kissed him softly on the lips.
“So now that we got that out of the way, can we go back to behaving like normal people,” she asked while observing Brad pulling his jeans and boxers up from his ankles.
“Sure, but I don’t see any normal people around here, do you?” he answered with a smirk on his face.
“Smart ass,” she hit him lightly on the shoulder as he picked up her forgotten panties and stuffed it into his jeans pocket.
“Hey, give that back,” she said louder than expected.
“I think I like the idea of you walking around in a short dress with no panties on. Easy access.”
“Fine. Have it your way. Just you wait until I get my hands properly on you, Mr. Pay back is a bitch,” she replied with a wink and pushed him away so she can hop off of the now cold-as-fuck-on-her-ass counter.
“Promises,” he replied as he picked her up on the floor while her legs wrapped easily around his waist and walked towards the door. He pushed her against it once more and kissed her passionately before he set her back down to the ground.
…
The click of bathroom door indicated that the couple had left the vicinity. He was in the stall minding his own business when he heard the door locked and a female voice, something he didn’t usually hear in a male bathroom.
Within minutes of the locking door, he heard hard breathing, distinctive sounds of passionate kisses, rustled of clothing, and finally the sound of unadulterated sex. Nothing was held back. What was he going to do now? Leave and embarrass the fuck out of him and the couple? Hell fucking no. His curious mind got the better of him and this was definitely better than any first class porn.
He felt like a pervert and an intruder in their private moment. But all of this was not his fault. If they wanted to be in private, they should have kept their pants on and fucked in the comfort of their own bedroom.
From the stall across the bathroom sink, he could see the tall, muscular male standing proudly between a petite Asian beauty. He didn’t understand why all of his friends were so fascinated with Asians and fucking them. Now he knew. He wished that he was the one in between her thighs. He wished that he was the one fucking her hot pussy. He wished that she was moaning for him in ecstasy.
“Fucking lucky bastard,” he murmured bitterly as he step out of his “hiding place” to wash his hands. ‘Now I’m going to have to find my wife and fuck the hell out of her,’ he thought to himself knowing that while fucking his wife he would be reliving the way the young couple entwined in each other like they haven’t seen one another in a long time.
Now he was curious as to what their story really was about. With that thought, he walked out of the bathroom and hurried on home.
oOo
They had arrived to his hotel a little past eleven. Dinner at a local tavern was relatively relaxing and fulfilling to say the least. They got reacquainted with each other, asking questions about the their current busy lives, but mostly they went down memory lanes together and laughed until they noticed that there were only a few people left in the restaurant.
The hotel that he was staying sat in the middle of a very busy road of the town. It was next to several restaurants, shops, ice-cream parlor, and even a Home Depot and Lowe’s.
Since the hotel was relatively new, everything was in its top condition, which was to be expected as one of the sister-hotels of the Hilton, the Garden Hilton to be exact.
The room was warm and exquisitely furnished. The king sized bed was inviting with fluffy white pillows and comforter that resembled the clouds, and the bathtub was large enough for two or even three people, comfortably.
“Wow, this is definitely an improvement from the hotel I stayed at years ago,” Brad observed as the luggage was quickly dropped in the corner next to the armoire that housed the TV.
“That was years ago, and this is now. Things have no where else to go but up, in my opinion,” Aivy replied while walking across the plush carpeted room to take a seat in one of the comfortable cushioned chairs near the window.
The usually busy road during the day was now littered with a few cars going by every few minutes. Aivy never got a chance to sit still and observed the scenery around her nowadays. She realized that she had taken a lot of things in her life for granted but was not sure how to go about slowing down to smell the roses, so to speak.
Tonight, yes tonight, she was going to smell the rose and anything else that might come along with it. She was going to savor every moment as if it was going to be her last, though she had hoped not.
“I think I’m going to take a quick shower if that’s ok with you,” Brad inquired while rummaging through his luggage for his bath essentials. “You’re more than welcome to join me, you know.” A smirk appeared on his face while he winked at her.
At that moment she decided that the combination of a smirk and a wink on his face were the sexiest thing she had ever seen on a man.
“Nah, you go on ahead. I’ll find something to entertain me in the mean time.”
“Suit yourself. Just don’t get too comfortable,” he warned.
Aivy just smiled and got up from the comfortable chair to search for the remote control. While she was distracted, she didn’t feel Brad’s stealthy movement from behind. Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a tight hold against his chest. She yelped then leaned her head against his chest. Her movement allowed him to lower his head to kiss the plane of her throat and slowly moved up to her ears.
“I still have plans for you, Ms. Lightning.” he whispered and nipped her earlobe just enough to send shivers down to the tip of her toes.
“You’re cold?” asked Brad while knowing full well that he was the one who caused her to have goose bumps all over her arms. “I know just a way to warm you up,” he whispered into her ears causing her eyes to close while she imagined all the things that he could have done to warm her up all over.
“I’m sure you know just the right way. But for right now, I think you should just take your shower before we get too carried away,” replied Aivy while prying herself out of his grasps.
“Party pooper,” Brad pouted as he released his hold on her, but not before he gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
He quickly disappeared into the bathroom and soon she could hear the shower started. She had to smile to herself at the silliness of the whole situation.
After ten years of not seeing each other, Brad somehow still remained as silly as the day they met. He used to tell her that she was just too serious all the time for her own good and that she needed to, and she quoted, “pull the stick out of your ass.”
Even though Aivy knew that he was just picking with her but somehow the words hit home for her, made her feel like she indeed had been too uptight about things in her life.
And by George, now ten years later she was more determined than ever to pull the stick way out of her ass and beat him up with it.
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“You are so easily distracted, Lightning. What’s on your mind?” His question was full of concern for a brief moment.
He was now worried that Aivy might have second thoughts about being here with him. Sure, what they did at the airport was not what he expected but it was fun nonetheless. Here and now, in the close proximity with her, was exactly what he hadenvisioned.
Seeing Aivy so lost in her thoughts all of the time made his confidence faltered a little. He was going to fix it, and fix it fast.
“Oh nothing,” Aivy replied using her most favorite word in the English dictionary, nothing. “I was just admiring the serene atmosphere d-d-down b-below.” She stuttered as she caught a glimpse of him freshly out of the shower wearing what seemed like a pair of black gym shorts while the bath towel was still hanging around his shoulder. And what a sight that was.
Even though he had been out of the Army for almost a decade now but the regular morning PT routines, that he was required to do as an Army reserve, kept him in tip top physical shape. She can see the muscles in his arms fighting with each other to dominate the confined space as he moved to get the towel away from his neck. Oh, the hills and valleys of this chest were like those of the men on the covers of the cheap romance novels that she used to borrow from her cousin. The V, right below the waist and above the edge of his shorts, was calling out for her to run her fingers right along them and down to wherever they might lead her.
“See something you like?” he smirked again.
Aivy said nothing as she offered him a mischievous smile. ‘Cocky bastard,’ she chided in her head.
Aivy knew that she was staring. Her mom had always told her that it was rude to stare but right now she didn’t have a bone in her body that would screamed for her to be proper, and stopped staring. However, it was rude of him to parade out in the open half naked and delicious looking like that. So if she had to be technical about it, it was not her fault that she was being rude.
She unintentionally let out a groan just loud enough that she was sure he could hear. Yup, he did hear her because when she looked up at him, she saw that smirk on his face which slowly turned into a deadly seductive smile.
All Aivy wanted to do was to wipe the said smirk off of his face, with her lips.
She slowly got up from the chair and closed the curtains, not wanting for onlookers to catch a glimpse of what might be going on in here. Although that was not a bad idea because as much of a sex freak that she was, she might want some unexpected bystanders to drop their jaws, hand over their mouths, eyes glazed with lust, and cocks tenting in their trousers.
Whoever said that she didn’t want to be the center of attention was dead wrong. She craved for it like an addict. The term Attention Whore had crossed her mind once or twice.
She smiled to herself at the thought and slowly sashayed her way across the room to where Brad was standing.
Feeling his hot gaze on her as she inched closer had unknowingly woken up the butterflies in her stomach once again. His eyes got darker with lust at the way she approached him like a hungry cougar eyeing her prey.
Brad was now staring straight into her soul through her deep chocolate brown eyes that he loved so much. He smiled softly at her as he pulled her into his arms and pressed her body tightly against his chest.
She craned her neck to look up at him. From this angle she can see his pupils dilated, and his nostril flared due to the fact that he was breathing heavily. His eyes darted back and forth between her almond shaped eyes and her mouth. Aivy could had sworn that she saw the pink tip of his tongue peaking out at the corner of his mouth in an attempt to bite his own tongue, fighting back the urge to rip her dress off and had his wicked ways with her body.
After what felt like an eternity of staring, he finally cupped the side of her face with his large hand. His thumb was massaging her cheek. The intensity of his eyes made her stomach flip a little, also with the help of those damn butterflies.
“You have beautiful eyes, Lightning,” he whispered softly. His thumb slowly moved down to brush across her parted lips. “And you have the most beautiful set of lips.”
Aivy couldn’t help but closed her eyes and let out a soft whimper at the feel of the rough texture of his thumb playing across her plump and juicy lips. Her breath quickened at the anticipation of what was to come from his gentle touches.
She knew that he was always the rough and took-what-he-wanted kind of guy but the softer side of him was most welcomed and desired.
The longer he brushed his finger across her lips, the more she felt her juices gathered in her bare pussy. Her tongue protruded between her parted lips and wetting the pad of his thumb. He pulled her bottom lip down which caused her tongue to come out even further. On the way up, his thumb was sucked into her hot mouth. She was now squirming with needs for him to move on with his torturous actions. She sucked his thumb harder and further into her mouth as to show him exactly how she was going to suck his cock.
As if the nerves on his thumb were directly connected to his cock, every suck that she made caused his cock to twitch. The more she sucked, the twitchier it got. He had to stop her actions before his cock busted out through the seams of his jeans.
Brad pulled his finger out of her mouth causing her to open her eyes and looked at him with yearning. He pulled her roughly to him and planted his mouth hotly on hers. He didn’t need an invitation to push his tongue into her hot mouth. She tasted like pomegranate and liquor, which made it even more inviting. He deepened the kiss by opened his mouth a little more, and drove his tongue in a little deeper.
At this rate, Aivy felt like he was capable of devouring her alive. She moaned loudly as their tongues caressed each other. Their actions became more frantic. His hands tangled deep in her hair pulling her impossibly closer. She stood up on her tip toe and managed to get her hands clasped around his neck not letting him get away from her.
Brad was feeling like Aivy was straining herself too much, so he quickly put his arms around her waist and hoisted her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his body and clung on for a wild ride. The change of position allowed her to be a few inches taller than him, which in turned gave her a better leverage to deepen their kiss. She felt as though she was floating in the air as their tongues still twirling around each other. She didn’t know if it was even possible to get more aroused by just kissing.
Air.
Aivy desperately needed some air right about now, but that meant that she had to separate from him, which proved to be a little more difficult for her than anticipated.
She truly enjoyed the feel of his big manly hands grabbing her bare ass securely. She moved her hands up around the back of his head to deepen the kiss. He let out a low groan that seemed to make her pussy twitch. She loved to hear a man who was losing his control. She wanted to hear him moaned again like wanting another breath of fresh air.
She decided to make the best of her current position and let him know how much he had turned her on by gyrating her panties-less pussy against his bare torso. She was sure that he could feel how wet she was and how quickly the smell of her arousal permeating the air around them.
Her gyrating had not gone unappreciated because soon after her pussy juice was painted on his torso, he let out a deep moan and a grunt.
A grunt? What were they, back in the caveman era? Oh, but a grunt from him was just as sexy and animalistic as Adonis himself walking around all naked.
She had a feeling that the dam in him was about to break. She could feel him tightening his hold on her ass, kneading the globes with his fingers. She was sure that tomorrow she would have a perfect handprint bruise on her ass but she didn’t care. The only thing she cared about was how close she was to becoming one with him.
Aivy felt him stumbled a little as he began to lose his control. He quickly turned them around and walked a short distance until her back hit a wall with a loud thump.
She even heard the picture on that wall rattled. Not her problem.
It was her turn to let out a groan. It wasn’t because her back had hit the wall hard. It was the fact that he was hauling her around like she was nothing but a feather. It turned her on even more. Although she liked being in control of everything in her life but when it came to sex, she loved having to relinquish her rein over.
Now that he had her glued securely to the wall, they finally broke apart for the overdue gasp of air that they both needed. He was breathing so hard that he blew a few strands of her hair out of her face. She let her head rested on the wall and hyperventilated. Her lungs were going to kill her for not letting them do what they were designed to do.
“Fuck, woman! You’re gonna kill me one of these days,” Brad said while letting his lips ghosting all over her throat and slowly making his way up to her ear. “I want to fuck you so hard that you’d leave an imprint on this wall,” he whispered.
Aivy lifted her head away from the wall and looked down at him. The hunger in his eyes burned her deep in the soul. He looked like a man who had been starving for a long time, and she was more determined to feed this man with all that she got.
“Oh God, Brad…,” was all that she could muster to answer him while feeling his tongue traced unfamiliar patterns down the column of her throat.
While Brad had her distracted, he yanked the top of her dress down to expose her breasts. They seemed to fit nicely in his big hands. He ran his thumbs over the quarter-sized nipples to make them erect more and darken to a color that resembled Hersey’s milk chocolate kisses. He looked down at the turgid dark nipples and swiftly sucked one into his mouth. He was thinking that it tasted real damn close to a milk chocolate kiss.
Brad pushed her a little further up the wall for a better leverage then he pushed her breast together and kneaded them with vigor. Her full B-cup sized breasts were like magnets to him because he didn’t waste a breath in between before he dove in. He ran his tongue from one mount to the other. While the tip of his tongue kept flicking at her nipples reminded her of a serpent’s wicked tongue.
“Brad...please...I can’t take it anymore,” she pleaded like her life was depending on it. The combination of the wet sensation of his tongue all over her tits, his hard body pushed up hard against hers, and her pussy had been throbbing to be filled, was not relieving any of the ache that was flowing all over Aivy’s body.
“Mmmm,” Brad mumbled with a mouth full of breast. “What’s the hurry, little girl? We’ve got all night and I still haven’t tasted you yet.”
With that said, Brad pushed her up the wall even further.
Now her legs were draped over his shoulders while his hands cupped the underside of her ass for more support. She quickly put her hands on the top of his head preparing to anchor herself before his feasting began.
She flattened her back against the wall and pushed her pelvis towards his awaiting mouth. His face was only a breath away from her dripping pussy. She couldn’t wait for him to finally give her some relief that had been wound up too tight in the lower region.
Aivy moaned loudly as she felt a cool gust of air on her clit. The contrast in temperature had her legs shaking. She gyrated her hips lightly trying to chase after the new sensation.
Brad breathed her in like a starving man. He had to taste her again and re-familiarized himself with her intoxicating scent and the tangy erotic taste. He had always loved having a wanton woman’s pussy so readily available to him at the tip of his tongue, literally speaking. He also loved the feeling of being suffocated between her strong but smooth thighs as she offered her sacred cavern to him.
“Please…please,” she was heaving erratically.
“Please what, darling?” he teased her by kissing the junction between her thigh and pussy, the tiny area that he secretly loved on a woman's body. He sucked the outer pussy lip in his mouth and let it out with a loud pop.
What she didn’t know was that she was killing him with her moans and pleads. It nearly killed him to be this close to her pussy and not been able to taste her dripping juice. All he wanted to do was to smash his face into her pussy and had the juice spread all over his mouth and face. He was so hard by now that he was afraid his dick would pop and blood would sprout out all over the place. Now, that would be the mood killer.
Brad deserted the pussy and kissed the inside of her other thigh. He wanted to tease her a little longer. He wanted her to remember this moment long after he was gone. He simply wanted her to forget her own name and only remember his, only screaming out his.
“God, please do something because you’re killing me,” she uttered the words between moans.
Without any warnings, he placed his mouth on her pussy, sucked all of it into his mouth. She screamed because of the sudden changes in pressure and temperature on her throbbing pussy.
There it was. The pulling, the wetness, and the hotness of his actions were just too overwhelming for her. In that single moment, less than a second, he managed to bring her closer to the edge of orgasm. She felt as though her whole inside was being pulled on by him.
When he moved his tongue into her abyss and scooped it upward toward her clit, her whole body jerked. He flicked his tongue so fast against her clit that would put any snake’s slithering tongue to shame.
“Oh my fucking God,” she chanted. “Brad…B…BRAD!” she pushed his head away from her throbbing clit.
The sensation was too much for her body to handle, along with her being held up against the wall. She was stuck between a hard and a harder place. She was breathing so hard that her whole chest was moving up and down, which made her tits bounced all over the place. She was trying her damnest to get her normal breathing back which proved to be an impossible task at the moment.
He looked up at her in amusement but his mouth didn’t leave her pussy. The sight of her heaving heavily made his cock twitch. He had always loved a woman out of control of her own body because it meant that he was doing something right.
Brad’s tongue darted out at her clit again. This action again made her jerk even more, which made him smiled, big.
“Whatsamatta, darling?” he asked innocently.
“I can’t. I can’t. This is too much for me.” Aivy looked down at him and pleaded for him to stop with his torturous actions. “Please put me down because I want your cock in my pussy. Now!”
“Yes, ma’am,” was all he could say when he saw the look of pure lust in her eyes.
He gently lowered her down along the wall until her legs came to wrap around his waist. He inched away from the wall and put his arms up along her back to secure her body while attempted to carry her to the bed.
His hands reached up on the back of her neck and pushed her head towards him. He leaned forward and captured her lips in a bruising kiss.
Aivy could taste her essence on his lips, on his tongue and smelled it on his nose. She cocked her head a little and deepened the kiss. She drove her tongue further into his mouth searching for more of her pussy juice. She felt him stepping back a few feet and bumped into the bed. This action caused him to loose balance and tumbled backwards down onto the soft bed taking her with him, breaking their kiss in the process.
Aivy lay on top of him with her hands on the sides of his head. They locked eyes and didn’t have to say a word to each other to convey that this moment of intimacy was one to be remembered for another decade. She put her hands on his face and slowly massaged along his jaw line with her thumbs. His hands rested loosely on her waist. She lowered her face again to kiss him, slowly and softly this time.
Before he could deepen the kiss again, Aivy abruptly swung her legs over to the side and got off of him. Brad was shocked at the loss of her body heat and the swiftness of her movement.
“Where do you think you’re going, baby?” he asked cocking his eyebrow.
“To get this show on the road, silly,” she answered nonchalantly as she pulled her dress down and slowly stepped out of it.
She reached for his shorts and pulled them down in one swift motion. He sat up on the side of the bed to observe her naked body, now in 4-D.
This was the first time since they reunited that he had a chance to look at her body in full view. She exuded an air of confidence and playfulness about her that would make any men whimper with needs. He loved the soft curves of her body, the small waist, the big boobs, the nice firm ass, and his most favorite of all, her smooth skin all over. It was like running his hands on hot silk every time he caressed her. It was addictive for him. He could see himself just lying beside her and running his hands all over her body and he would be content with just doing that. He loved how small she felt to him in his muscular arms.
Aivy loved seeing his back muscles bulged up every time he moved. She would love to see his ass muscles at work while he was thrusting his cock inside of her pussy and with the help of a mirror of course. That would have to be saved for a later time because right now, speaking of pussy, hers needed to be filled to the balls, desperately.
Aivy eyed him half lying down on the bed with his elbows supporting his weight. His cock jutted out in the air like a warrior with his spear charging towards the enemies. It fascinated her to think how any men with that much going on in the neither region could walk about comfortably.
The monstrosity at hand, being his angry looking cock, was a sight worth getting struck by a spear for. Its head was shining with the pre-cum leaking out, adorned with a reddish hue that could only be concluded as angry. The length of his cock was covered with veins that only could be described as an old woman’s hand, not the best image at the moment, she knew. She did not miss the thick vein that ran along the underside of his cock which made her mouth watered.
She felt the ache in her pussy throbbed even more as she observed the thick rod that would soon stretched her pussy to its natural limits. She slowly reached forward and pushed him back flat on the bed. He scooted up further on the bed so that they were now completely supported by the soft mattress.
Aivy got on her hands and knees and slowly crawled up between his legs.
He craned his neck up just in time to enjoy the view of the prowling panther crawling towards him while her tits were swinging back and forth.
She sat up and caressed his thighs with her soft hands while looking at him with a mischievous look on her face.
He knew that he was in trouble of some sort, or he was going to be tortured to the last of his fiber. That smirk on her face also told him that she was getting ready to pay him back for all of the teasing that he did earlier. ‘Bring it on, little girl, bring it on,’ he thought as he mentally getting ready for the challenge.
Aivy patiently ran her fingers from his inner thigh down to the bottom of his ass. Her fingers feathered back under his ball sack, up along the underside of his dick, and then to the tip of it. She made a show of smearing the pre-cum on his cock all over her index finger then slowly ghosting it over the top of his cock. “Once her pre-cum covered finger found its way to his lips, Aivy pulled his bottom lip down then slowly inserted the offending finger into his mouth to let him taste the essence his own juice.
Normally, the thought of tasting his own pre-cum would disgusted him to no end but with her doing it, Brad would suck his own dick if she had asked. So he sucked on her finger like it was the most
When she deemed that it was enough, Aivy pulled her finger out of his mouth and traced her way back to the tip of his now oozing dick.
Aivy felt that the effect of her indirect teasing was taking a toll on her pussy. It pulsated and produced more juice than needed. She finally got her power back. She was a woman to be feared when in full control.
She proceeded to wrap her delicate fingers around his now almost purple shaft. His cock was too thick for her fingers to fully close around it.
“Mmmm,” Brad elicited a guttural moan as he thrust his cock up into her hand hoping that she would move her dainty fingers up and down his shaft. His action encouraged her to fist his cock tighter then pumping it vigorously. “I love the feeling of your hand on my cock.”
“Oh yeah? Then I bet you would love this more.” Her statement was immediately enhanced by the lowered of her head until the tip of her tongue rested on his dick.
“Mmmmmm,” she hummed. “You taste so good.”
Brad’s cock twitched more at her throaty moan. Her hand remained closed at the bottom of his cock while she reveled in the silky feel and the hotness that his cock emitted. As if her other hand had a mind of its own, it quickly grabbed his ball sacks and massaged them for added pleasure.
She knew that her actions would drive him over the brink like so many times before but she didn’t care. She was more determined to live up to her reputation as “the best blow job he had ever received. EVER.” according to Brad. She wanted to make him loose control like he had made her.
Aivy stretched her mouth wider and engulfed his cock into the abyss. She could only put a third of it into her mouth while the rest was being massaged by her hand. She hollowed out her cheeks and sucked him in like a vacuum. Slowly, she inched her mouth towards his neatly trimmed pubic hair with his thick and veiny cock lodged deeply within her throat. Her gag reflux was fighting with her brain to make its presence known but she fought it back profusely by breathing deeply through her nose.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” was all that Brad’s brain was able to vocalize. He let himself fall back onto the bed and closed his eyes. He wanted to fully concentrate on this experience. He had always been a visual person. The sight of her tits swinging, her ass in the air, her hair falling all over his thighs, and her oh-so-inviting juicy lips wrapped tightly around his big cock, was probably too much for him to take in at one time. The best solution for him was just to shut out those images all together and tried to just focus on the feelings.
She was beginning to get a hang of having a cock equivalent to a salami in her mouth and touching the back of her throat. Her eyes were watering as if she was watching a Korean drama, which was her favorite past time hobby. Her forgotten pussy made its presence known by throbbing and dripping more and more juice. She had to swing her ass back and forth searching for some kind of friction to the area while her hands and mouth were presently occupied. The sensation of extreme wetness in her pussy didn’t give her any satisfactions or temporary relief; it only encouraged her to bring him to the climax faster so that he could be the one to give her the long awaited relief.
“Baby…baby...oh...God, you’d have to stop, right now,” Brad pleaded with breathless gasps as he sat up abruptly and pushed her shoulder back.
Aivy released his cock from its current confinement with a loud ‘Pop’.
“What, you don’t like it?” she asked looking at him with all of the fake-innocence in her eyes as she could muster. She sat up on her haunches and ran her hand across her mouth and eyes in an attempt to clean up any access liquid that was spilling out while sucking his cock.
Without wasting his time to answer her, Brad placed his hands on her shoulders and flipped them over so he could cover her whole body with his.
“Like it? Oh baby, I loved every fucking moment of it,” he answered with his lips ghosting over hers. “You had me almost spilling my fucking load before I had a chance to fuck you.” He punctuated the words fuck you by humping his cock hard against her pussy.
“Oh…I hardly noticed,” Aivy replied as she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist, which caused him to use his elbows as his leverage. At the same time, her hands snaked around the back of his head and pulled him down for a passionate kiss.
“Brad, I want to feel your cock deep inside of my pussy,” Aivy pleaded when she was released from his bruising kiss, for air.
“You want it, baby? How badly do you want me to fuck your tight little cunt right now?” he inquired while looking deep into her lustful eyes. Brad reached down with one hand and grabbed his throbbing cock in order to tease it up and down her wet pussy.
“Just fuck me already,” was all she managed to say with a thrust of her hips against the tip of his dick in hopes that he would drive it on home. As she looked down trying to catch a glimpse of the enormous cock, that was getting ready to stretch her, Aivy marveled at the sight of something so hard and soft at the same time could make a woman of her caliber lost control in a New York second.
With a hand on his dick, Brad slowly inched it towards her glossy pink pussy. The heat that welcomed the head of his cock made him want to shiver.
Without any further ado, Brad pushed his way in, slowly inch by agonizing inch, until he felt his balls touched her ass and the tip of his cock touched her hard inner walls. He stilled his movements to let her adjust to the size of his cock, again.
“Oh-My-Fucking-God,” she screamed, almost deafening for his already lousy hearing.
“Oh…God…baby…your pussy is so fucking wet and tight,” he added with a moan that caused her to buck her hips, which also dominoed her to moan in wanton. His cock was hitting her in a place that only a few people had managed to find, deep at the bottom of her pussy walls.
Aivy felt that having his cock lodged all the way in her pussy was not enough. She wanted more. She wanted friction, that delicious friction that she had been yarning for, feigning for it was more like it.
“Fuck me, Brad. Fuck me now,” she demanded.
Brad’s mind was whirling with all emotions, overwhelming emotions. Never had he fucked anybody who would make his whole world crumbled by just a soft plead. Never had he had a woman who was so responsive to his touches like the one writhing underneath him. Never had he had the pleasure of fucking a woman so beautiful that he had no doubt would ruin him for the others.
Never, being a very objective word, because never had he done any of this realizations until he met her. She had set the bar so high for him that over the years he had unconsciously found himself compared his ex-lovers to her qualities.
Feeling the need to feel her pussy walls squeezing the life out of his cock, Brad pulled all the way out until only the head of his cock remained inside of her pussy and plunged back in hard and fast.
Aivy screamed so loud at the sudden swift action that the pitch could have punctured his ear drums. “Oh, oh, ah,ah…Oh God, oh God,” continued to enter his ears and exited through his dick.
Her continual panting and moaning had him fucking her harder into the mattress that the headboard was beginning to make noisy rhythms against the wall. He was breathing so hard that he thought his heart would give out on him soon.
“God, woman…you feel so fucking amazing,” he panted in between breaths. “I want to stay in you forever.”
“Oh Brad, I…” Aivy wanted to say so much more but was rudely cut off by his excessive poundings. She felt her pussy tightened around him more at the moment before the eternal bliss. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him flushed against her body. She arched her back off of the mattress to press herself closer to him. She wanted to devour him completely if possible because she had to have more pounding, more friction, and more of that continuous tapping on her hot spot.
“Oh, I’m gonna cum now. God, oh my …Fuck me. Harder. Faster. Harder,” was the last thing she could conjure up before her world exploded with the white hot feelings that ran rampant from her head down to the tip of her toes, so she cum, cum, and cum. Hard.
Aivy thought that she had blacked out for a moment because she didn’t even notice that he too had exploded with violent tremors.
“Oh, Aivy,” he whispered softly in her ears in the aftermath.
It took what seemed like forever for them to recover from the rocket launching worthy of orgasms. Brad slowly lifted himself off of her sweat glistering body without dislodging from her womb.
“Best fucking cum ever,” he said lazily looking at the disheveled of her appearance.
He put his hand on the side of her face affectionately and brushed the matted hair out her face with his thumb.
“You’re so beautiful when you cum, Aivy.”
She was still trying to bring her breathing back to normal therefore his compliment was returned by a wide and satisfied smile across her lips, those lips that sucked his cock like no others. He leaned down and kissed her like her kisses were his life force.
Brad finally conveyed to her within their kiss that her being here with him meant the world to him, and that he was the luckiest idiot to ever be in her presence.
He slowly got off of her and gathered her almost boneless body into his arms.
She was still overwhelmed from her over-the-top orgasm that her mind was in a daze. Her pussy was still tingling and had already missed the presence of his dominating cock.
This by far was the best sex that she had ever had. Came to think of it, all the best sex she had ever had was always with him as a willing and ever so ready partner.
While lying in his arms with her head rested on his chest, she could hear his heartbeat slowly returning to a regular rhythm. The “thump, thump” of his heart was like music to her ears and it slowly lured her into a peaceful sleep.
Brad looked down and noticed that the angel in his arm had already fallen asleep. He knew that after this liaison was over, they would go back to their regular lives like nothing had happened, except for the fact that they both earned a few more worthy memories for their repertoire.
He also knew that she was too good for him. She was the light that was too bright for him to the point that he could be burned by it. He accepted the fact that he could never be the one to fulfill her husbandly needs. He could always fulfill her sexual needs but as far as the other needs went, he knew that he wasn’t good enough or ready.
He was emotionally handicapped thanked to his ex-girlfriend of six years. She had broken him like no others and now he was left with a mess of unresolved emotions that would take forever for him to sort out.
Aivy had undoubtedly broken some barriers, just some, of his emotions but not enough for him to be wholeheartedly attached to her. She deserved better.
It would be unfair for both of them to get seriously involved with each other when they were not ready. Though they hadn’t voiced their concerns of where they stood with each other out loud, he knew deep in his heart that she didn’t see him as her future husband material.
“Lucky dude,” he murmured out loud to himself about whoever Aivy might choose to be her better half.
“Oh well, that’s for another day,” he whispered while looking at her sleeping form and slowly let sleep claimed his tired body.
oOo
Party in the city where the heat is on
All night on the beach till the break of dawn
Welcome to Miami (bienvenido a Miami).
The chorus of Will Smith’s “Miami” song continued to loop in Aivy’s head as she stared out the window and looked down at the breath taking scene below from her 5C seat. Appropriately, the song and the plane were taking her to South Beach, Miami on a cold rainy day in mid November.
Miami was the city that had already been doomed by geologists and Dooms Day enthusiasts with the eminent natural disasters waiting to happen. It was presently still standing proudly and noisily along its beautiful dream-like coasts.
Aivy looked down to the city from above, which appeared to be seamless with the ocean. However, at any given moment the peaceful ocean could easily become angry and engulfed its oblivious occupants without even missing a beat.
The anticipated possibility of having to erase the word 'Miami' from all of the maps and globes seemed to go unnoticed by everybody except for Aivy, the ever so pessimist observer.
Despite the gloom awaiting for Miami’s fate, Aivy couldn’t help but be in awed of its beautiful layouts of the cookie-cutter neighborhoods with swimming pool in every backyards, the spiking high-rises of office buildings, and the tightly woven streets down below.
Unlike the dark cloud that covered sky of her hometown, Miami’s sky was enveloped with a blue canvas and glittered sparingly with soft, candy cotton-like clouds. The sun had raised high above in the sky which caused everything in its wake to cast the shadows that gave the people below plenty of shades from the moldering heat.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we will be arriving at the Miami International Airport within the next five minutes. Please make sure that your luggage is safely stored and your seated belt is securely fastened. Thank you for choosing Delta Airline and welcome to Miami,” announced the head flight attendant.
As beautiful as the city was from above and as uneventful as the two-hour flight had passed by, Aivy couldn’t help but stressed about the three-day weekend that she was forced to take. Yes, forced.
The National State Board had recently passed down a new law that every licensed technician had to take the required eight hours of continuing education, yearly. If failed to accomplish such task, the license would be revoked, so on and so forth. So here she was, an extremely busy technician, who had to reschedule all of her clients for the next three days and booked a ticket to the only city on the East coast that would offer such continuing courses, in order to satisfy some stupid requirement.
She was at the top of her profession. Despite the popular beliefs, she knew ALL that she needed to know about what she did. Therefore, spending the unnecessary amount of time and money to learn, well basically…nothing, was making Aivy’s blood boil beyond belief.
‘Stupid lawmakers,’ Aivy murmured as she briskly pulled her luggage through the terminal and walked out into the allotted area for a cab.
“Beacon Convention Center, please,” Aivy recited to the cab-driver as she settled in the back seat for a thirty-minute ride to the hotel of her doom for the next three days.
“Ok,” replied the cab-drive as he looked in the back view mirror appraisingly. “So is this your first time in Miami?”
“Yeah,” Aivy answered quickly, “and probably my last,” she said softly to herself.
“Are you here by yourself?” asked the nosy driver.
“No, I’m meeting my boyfriend here,” lied Aivy since she didn’t want the driver to talk to her any more. She needed her peace and quiet in order to sulk some more.
“Oh,” he replied with a hint of disappointment in his voice. “7th Avenue, it is,” said the driver as he slowly merged his way into the busy stream of mid-morning traffic. Nothing else was said for the duration of the ride.
Aivy sat back and stared out the window at nothing in particular as buildings, cars, and billboards passed by.
Welcome to Miami, indeed. While the scenery was all magical and its beauty was unmatched in the air; now that she was more grounded, the surroundings seemed a lot more impersonal and unwelcomed.
This new observation didn’t help Aivy's already fouled mood about being forced to come here all alone. All of her friends and co-workers had prior arrangements that they couldn’t accompany her on this trip. She had assured them that they desperately needed a good vacation. Their presence would have made the unavoidable became more enjoyable.
She could have killed two birds with one stone, as the saying went. But now, she couldn’t find her symbolic stone so she just had to watch her symbolic birds reeking havoc with her attitude.
‘Oh well, when life gives you lemon, you make lemonade,’ she thought to herself, though she always hated lemonades.
At that moment, Aivy had concluded that she needed to start being less physiological and more realistic.
'Just deal with it' had become her latest motto.
“Welcome to the Beacon, Ms. Hisagi,” chimed the hotel front clerk whose smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. Amanda, the name tag said, quickly checked Aivy into her ocean-front suite.
“Here you go, Ms. Hisagi, your room is ready. It’s on the seventh floor, room 765. We have continental breakfast every morning from 7 until 10. If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to call the front desk,” said the attendant while handing Aivy her room key.
Aivy noticed that most of the people who worked here all had a Cuban accent in their speech. 'They might as well call Miami the capital of Cuba,' she thought amusedly.
“Thank you,” replied Aivy dryly as she was eager to get to her room, to take a quick nap and checked out the beach before her hellish class began in the morning.
“Is it always this busy here in November?” Aivy asked the clerk curiously while observing several groups of young people talking loudly in the lobby and in the bar right next to the lobby.
“Oh, no. Miami is hosting a big Billiard Tournament/Convention for the East coast chapter this weekend,” answered the clerk as her eyes darted wishfully towards several good looking young men amongst the groups. “Most of them are staying here at Beacon since our owners sponsored the event.”
“Ohhh,” was all that Aivy wanted to say to that matter since none of it held her interests for more than a few seconds.
She gave the clerk her friendliest smile then dragged her luggage to the nearest elevator. She was most anxious to check out her temporary home for the weekend and saw what it had to offer since she heard that it was one of the most exclusive hotels on the coast of Miami. She was most appreciative when her parents’ timeshare allowed her to book a suite almost for free.
The main lobby was decorated with luxurious marble columns that erected the even more beautiful mural of angels on the ceiling. The shiny marble floor and front desk counters gave off a pristine yet cold look, but all was done in the most elegant way.
The grand flower arrangements, just like the arrogant building that housed them, were placed on almost all of the table surfaces and niches around the common areas. One had to wonder the cost of a single night here in the grand suite.
Room 765 was decorated completely different from the outlandish decor of the lobby. As she stepped further into the room, her eyes spanned across the panel of windows that offered her a full, unhindered view of the blue skies and an equally blue ocean.
The sitting room had a set of black leather couch and love-seats that, to her surprised, didn’t feel cold or stiff once sat down. The room housed all of the amenities that one might need on a regular basis such as flat screen TV, wireless internet, a full mini bar, beautiful paintings, cherry wood amour and tables, fresh flowers, and not to mention a full kitchen.
The bedroom was decorated to fit for a king. The bed was big and luxurious with expensive beddings, beautiful thick curtains, and even an iPod docking station as the bedside clock. The decorative pillows had Aivy wanting to stuff them into her luggage and take them home with her. Yes, they were that pretty.
She walked into the bathroom and was face to face with another wall of glass in front of the grand bathtub. Although most of the walls were covered, the big glass pane gave the room an air of exhibitionism, which she had plenty of. Her mouth couldn’t stop gasping like a fish out of water.
All in all, she could only use one word to describe her room, in specific and the hotel as a whole, GRAND.
Aivy plopped herself down onto the comfortable bed unceremoniously. It was time for a nap, she decided. She quickly took off the blue cardigan which complimented her ocean blue strapless dress with a belted waist, along with her strapless bra. She only left her skimpy baby blue lacy thong unscathed. She carefully placed the decorative pillows to the left side of the bed and pulled the covers back just far enough for her to slide in.
With the curtain fully drawn, the room’s only light was the bedside clock. She immediately fell asleep enclosed in a cocoon of soft and heavenly fabric.
RING…RING…RING
Aivy was jolted awake by the ringing of her hotel phone. She fumbled around trying to get her bearings. Oh yeah, luxury hotel, soft bed, Miami.
“Hello?” She answered the phone with a huff and a groan. How dare they waking her up like this?
“Aivy, it’s mom. I tried to call your cell but nobody answered and I knew you would have gotten there a long time ago, so I’m just worried,” her mom let out a soft sigh of relief that her only daughter was there in the big bad city, all by herself, was safe.
“Oh, I’m so sorry mom. I was so tired and decided to nap so I forgot to call.” She felt guilty for making her mom worry for that long. She should have called her mom like promised at least three hours ago. The bedside clock illuminated a blue 3:08 brightly.
“It’s alright. I’m just glad you are safe and sound. Don’t forget to call us often.”
“I will. I promise.”
“Okay, honey. Have fun and be safe,” her mom said softly.
“Thanks, mom,” Aivy added before she placed the phone back onto the receiver.
Aivy threw her covers back and patted across the room to open the curtain. She was unprepared for the amount of sun that gushed into the room, which caused her to squint her eyes and cover them with her hand.
“Holy shit, that’s bright,” she murmured all to herself, “I guess I can check out the beach now that I'm all rested.”
After putting on an oversized sleep shirt over her half naked body, she walked a short distance into the living room and pried open the doors to the balcony. The calming ocean breeze in November reminded her of the atmosphere in her town around April.
It was a refreshing change from always decking out in thick winters coats, boots, and hats. The sound of the ocean waves had Aivy wished that she could bottle all of it up and saved it for a rainy day once she was home.
She stepped closer to the edge of the balcony in order to take a better look at the beach down below. The sun was high and the heat enveloped her like a warm blanket. She noticed that there were a lot of people lying about all over the beach with their umbrellas and towels. She immediately made her mind up to get some sunbathing before the sun went down.
The door of her room closed behind her with a loud click which made her felt more secured about her belongings in the room. After Aivy had selected her bikini from a wide variety of bikinis, she decided to wear her baby blue bathing suit that had soft ruffle edges on the top and tiny strings that held the bottom together. To complete the whole ensemble, she also decided to wear a black lace see-through cover-up shirt that could be worn as a short dress. The whole outfit allowed her to feel sexy because the cover-up was low cut enough that her blue bikini top could peek through to reveal ample of bosoms, but at the same time they covered enough that she wouldn’t get arrested for indecent exposures. However, her tiny bikini bottom was giving people the illusion of her not wearing enough fabric to cover all of her bits.
Aivy made her way through the maze of corridors to the elevator. Her beach bag was big enough to contain all of her beach essentials such as towel, sunscreen, water, iPod, and most important of all her favorite fanfiction book. She was now ready for a sun filled afternoon.
She thought that it would be fun to display her tan lines to her friends at home after leaving here and made them regretted not coming here with her. People would be envious of her tan because while they were all fighting to maintain warm in a temperature at 50 degrees at best, she was warm and cozy lying on the beach. Karma was always a bitch.
DING...Signaled that the elevator had arrived. Aivy looked up from her iPod screen as the doors opened and was about to stepped in to the cab when she stopped dead in her track. The person that she saw standing there when the elevator door opened had her eyes blinking rapidly because she just couldn’t wrap her mind around the coincidence.
“Brad?” she asked while feeling three sets of eyes burning holes through her. She couldn’t believe that of all the placed in the world, she had to run into him, the ex-boyfriend Brad Calvery. Then everything suddenly clicked into place in her little mind. Oh yes, Pool Convention, pool shark (Brad, who was the best billiard player that she had ever come a cross), the Beacon.
“Aivy?” Brad gasped because he was just as surprised about seeing her here.
Their initial shocks must have lasted longer than a mere moment because the elevator door was threatening to close and carried him out of her life again. Brad quickly put his hand at the edge of the door to stop it from closing him in.
He turned to his elevator companions and said, “I’ll be right down.”
Brad quickly stepped out of the elevator and engulfed her in a tight hug as he picked her up off of the floor and swung her around a few times. From his reaction, Aivy guessed that he was happy to see her again. While he was swinging her about, she didn’t miss the amused looks that his two good looking friends shared with one another before the elevator door closed.
“Oh my God. What are the chances of seeing you here?” he asked after deeming that it was ok to put her down on solid ground.
“Yeah,” she agreed happily. “Are you guys here for the convention?”
“Yup. A couple of buddies and I had entered in the tournament and we’ll be here until Tuesday. What are you doing here anyways?”
“I am here for some continuing education classes. Boring, but a must,” she answered with a hint of disgust in her voice.
“I am so happy to see you again, Lightning,” he smiled brightly as his strong arms pulled her into his chest for a bone crushing hug, again. “This is fucking awesome.”
“Am at u ee u oo,” she voiced her answer but only to be muffled by his shirt.
“Oh, sorry,” As if on queue, he let go of her but was still holding her shoulders at arms length. His smile got brighter when he finally took the opportunity to look at her.
“You look fucking good, Lightning,” he said with the wiggling of his eyebrows. "Good enough to eat."
“So do you,” Aivy answered sweetly trying to hide the fact that she had been checking him out ever since the elevator doors opened with him in it. He didn’t look any older than he did the last time they saw each other, a few years ago leave or take a couple of days.
The white wife-beater (she still didn’t understand why people would call the garment with such an offending name) that he was wearing exhibited his muscular arms and chest. The “offending” garment was coupled with a pair of blue and while plaid swim drunks that came to just above his knees, definitely good enough for her to eat.
She began to feel the sexual urges in her body making its presence known in her nether region. The yearnings always took over her senses whenever she was in his presence.
“See anything you like?” he asked teasingly.
“You wish,” was her quick reply as she was caught red-handed making googly eyes at his body. She was trying her best to cover the blush that was creeping onto her cheeks.
“Um hmmm,” he said pretending that he believed her. “So…are you here with anybody?”
“No, I’m here by myself because nobody was available to come with me and I had to take this class.”
Upon hearing her answer, he unknowingly displayed a satisfying smirk on his ruggedly handsome face, which made her insides quivered. Damn it, sexual urges.
“You better wipe that smirk off of your face, Mister,” she threatened him with the malice that didn’t quite hold the punch.
“Or what, Miss Lightning? You’re gonna wipe it off for me?” he approached her in a predatory manner that only a Sex God was capable of making. Within a second flat, he had her pressed up against the door of the elevator and pushed himself further into her personal bubble.
‘What is it about him always wanting to push me up against things?’ She questioned in her mind quietly.
She let out a soft groan as the coolness of the elevator door pressed on the uncovered parts of her back.
And so the take-charge king was back, and with a vengeance.
Aivy couldn’t help herself for having a soft spot, and mostly in her pussy, for the types of men who would, for lack of better words, threw her against things and fucked her into oblivion.
Now that his face was only breath away from her own, he encased her head in between his strong arms while looking deep into her eyes.
“Oh how I have missed you, baby,” he whispered softly as he admitted to her that she had not left his thoughts since that day at the hotel room. Actually, to be more accurate, she had never left his mind since the day that he first laid eyes on her.
In her mind, she was more than elated to hear that his heart still housed the thoughts of her. He was the type of man who would not open up about his feeling so easily. So the fact that he was willing to let his vulnerability showed, and had done so only after a few minutes of running into her, let her know that she had earned his trust and his heart after all these years.
Aivy, however, was not going to let him know that she had thought about him just as much. She made a vow with herself that the spot she had for him might be soft but she had already categorized him in the ‘friends with benefits’ column. Any feelings that might develop beyond that would be brushed off without any hesitations on her part.
As sexy and personable as he was, Brad was and always would be her ‘just friends’. She counted her lucky stars that she was able to have a friend of such levels. Many people would be either jealous or begrudging towards her for such friendships. What the hell do they know?
“You don’t miss me, Brad. You just missed my body,” she answered in the only way she knew how in order to avert his attention away from confessing anymore of his inner thoughts to her. She expertly wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him to her for a deep kiss that would convey how much she had actually missed his touch.
There. She had made the first move and he seemed more than willing to welcome it. His tongue was everywhere within her mouth. It slithered enticingly against hers that made her moan like a shy cat. Within seconds, the kiss had generated more heat between the two ambled bodies than intended.
“Oh my, did I tell you that you are the best kisser by far?” she announced to him after all of the air was sucked out of her lungs.
“Nothing but the best for my Lightning,” was all that he said before he went in for another equally bone-melting kiss.
“Brad,” she uttered the word in between his heart stopping kisses. “Don’t you have to meet your friends?”
“Oh yeah,” realization dawned on him. “They probably went to the beach without me anyway. You’re going there too, aren’t you?”
“No, I’m going to a banquet,” she teased with a heavy dose of sarcasm. “Of course I’m going there.”
“Mind if I join you?”
“No, just as long as you behave yourself.”
“I promised,” answered Brad with a smirk that promised her he would absolutely not keep his words. And she didn’t mind that at all.
Brad leaned into her again once he removed his hand from her waist to press the call button for the elevator. He did that while stealing another kiss from her. He sensed her body relaxed more into his as she arched from the door and pulled herself flushed against his chest. Once the button was pushed, his hand went back to join with the other which was resting comfortably on the globe of her ass.
DING…the elevator signal marked the end of their make out session. He pulled her away from the door and gave her a quick kiss on her lips and then on her forehead.
When the elevator door was fully opened, Brad released his hold on her and dragged her by the hand into the fully occupied cab. She felt her cheeks heated up with a red tint as they stood hand-in-hand facing forward. She hoped nobody would notice that her lips were swollen because of his kisses and her hair was ruffled because of his hands. He looked down at her by his side and just smiled with content.
Brad navigated them around the hotel like an expert until they opened the last door that would lead them out to the white sanded beach. The warmth of the sun and the cool breeze in the air made Aivy whimpered out loud like she always did after a fulfilled sex session.
That whimper didn’t go unnoticed by him, but Brad chose not to comment about it. He just looked at her and observed how beautiful she looked under the radiating sun light. She was and always would be his sun-kissed goddess.
They stomped their way through the hot sand and arrived at their spot upon seeing his two friends, who were currently deeply engrossed in a conversation with two beach bimbos.
Okay, that was a rather harsh judgment on her part but the beach bombshells did look like bimbos with volleyballs on their chests that they deemed as breasts and their rib cages were visibly displayed between their skimpy neon colored bikinis. Nothing was left for the imagination. Final assessment, they were skin, bones, and silicone.
The four busy bodies turned and looked at the newly reacquainted couple as they came closer. Aivy offered a hand wave, worthy of a beauty pageant contestant, and a bright smile towards the group
“Dude, I thought you got lost,” said one of the guys, who undoubtedly looked a lot like Vin Diesel. If she had to rate the resemblance between the two, she’d say that the real Vin was a 10 and Brad’s friend was a high 9.
Brad ignored his friend’s comment and put his arm tightly around Aivy’s shoulder and affectively pulling her into his body.
“Aivy, this is Nick,” he pointed to the Vin Diesel look-alike. “And this is Shawn,” pointed to the other good looking friend who looked very much like James Roday of her favorite TV show, Psych. “And guys, this is the infamous Aivy that I told you so much about,” he continued.
“Infamous?” she questioned him animatedly while extending her hands towards her new acquaintances. “Nice to meet you,” she greeted them with a friendly smile.
“So, Brad was right about you,” Shawn chimed in, “You are a sight for sore eyes.”
“And something else, so I’ve heard,” Nick added while looking at Brad with a mischievous glint in his eyes, no doubt waiting to be punched by Brad.
“Shut up, man,” was all that offered by a pleased looking Brad.
Aivy blushed at the unexpected forwardness of Shawn and Nick and looked up at Brad to see if he had any rejections about his friends being so forward, but all she got from him was a brighter smile and a tighter hug.
After they shared pleasantries, the group found a nice spot on the sand and made themselves comfortable for the duration of the afternoon. Once Barbie One, Barbie Two, and their floating devices had left, Aivy finally got her chance of getting to know Nick and Shawn much better. Not only that they were nice and charming, they were also so easy on the eyes. The guys were easy to talk to and didn’t look at her like a piece of edible poultry. She found herself quickly falling under the charms of Nick and Shawn, just as hard as when she fell for Brad’s charming personality.
As Aivy was sitting there listening to Brad telling her the funny stories and the pranks that the three of them pulled during their childhood, she couldn’t imagined, even in her wildest dreams, that here she sat amongst the three hottest guys on the beach and all of the attention from them was just for her. They didn't even attempt to check out any other beach babes strolling back and forth.
Heaven was smiling down on Aivy today.
Her mind couldn't help but wandered down a dark path that most people would called The Gutter. She was tethering on the edge of daydream and reality. In her opinion, both stages of existence were equally delicious.
In her wildest dreams, however, she did imagined having more than just one bed partner to bring her to the ultimate level of ecstasy. And if the Lady Luck was on her side this time around, she might get what she had always fantasized about, a threesome (in this case, it might be a foursome).
Aivy remembered that a long time ago, she had mentioned in passing about her ultimate fantasy to Brad but she highly doubted that he would remember it today, of all days. A girl could only hope.
Aivy could tell that the boys were more than just best friends to each, they acted more like brothers. They also knew that they were good looking but none of them had tried to flaunt their good looks like some of the other attractive males that she often came across.
Aivy's had her mind set that she would at least try to seduce these guys into fulfilling her fantasy. She was almost 100% positive that Brad was giving off the vibes that he would still want to continue their tryst and picked up from where they left off, since the last time they met. She also figured that he would be most willing to help her lure Nick and Shawn into her fantasy.
The whole time that Aivy was surrounded by his friends, Brad made sure that at least some parts of his body were touching hers. At one point, he even had her sitting comfortably in between his legs with her back against him while he carried on the conversations with his friends.
Soon after the sun had disappeared behind the horizon, the guys had quickly decided to go back to the hotel and get ready for dinner. They also insisted that Aivy must tag along since she was now ‘one of the guys only with boobs’, Shawn’s words.
As the foursome stepped into the hotel’s elevator, Brad immediately pulled Aivy’s back flushed against his body again while he was leaning against the wall. While the other two were talking animatedly, Brad whispered seductively into her ear, “I have been hoping that you would let me fuck you tonight because looking at you all afternoon had made me so hard for you.”
Aivy was taken back by Brad’s blunt statement, in front of his friends no less, that when she turned her head around to look at him, she only found his eyes locked onto hers with dark lust. Brad also punctuated his previous statement by thrusting his hips slightly so that she could measure the hardness of his cock on her lower back. The intensity of his eyes caused Aivy to cast a soft moan in the general direction of the other occupants within the closed confinement.
All conversation ceased the moment that the moan had left her mouth. Nick and Shawn turned to look at her in amusement. They then looked at Brad and only shook their heads. Soon after, they resumed conversation as if nothing had transpired just a moment ago.
Aivy covered her red face in her hands trying to hide from the embarrassment of her sudden outburst until the elevator came to a stop on the fifth floor, their stop.
“Do you want me to walk you to your room?” Brad asked as he moved toward the door along with Nick and Shawn.
“Oh no, I think I can manage, but thank you,” Aivy answered softly, not sure if the blush on her cheeks was still there.
“If he did, I’m sure we all would miss our dinner,” Nick joked but he knew that he wasn’t far from the truth. He was well aware that Brad's sexual urges would usually run rampant on a regular basis. Judging from the sensual touches and lusty looks between Brad and his little sexy squeeze had been exchanging all afternoon, Nick knew that when Brad was given the chance, he'd let his beast out of the cage and ravaged anything in its path, namely Aivy.
“Ok then, Lightning, I’ll see you in the lobby at 7,” Brad added after he took a couple of big steps forward into her personal bubble and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. He then walked away without missing a beat.
Aivy waved goodbye and offered them a lingering smile as the elevator door closed behind the men. She could have sworn that she heard something was said from one of the guys that sounded very much like ‘lucky bastard’.
…
Dinner at Mango’s was anything but satisfactory in Aivy’s opinion. The limited menu only allowed her to order a chicken Panini, which ended up being as dry as sand. Their “special” alcoholic beverage was too potent for her taste. Worst of all, everything on the menu was overpriced and not very appetizing.
‘This is Miami, after all.’ She thought to herself because ‘Anything goes in Miami, even when the standards were low.'
The only thing that made her dinner more enjoyable was the presence of her three companions. She didn’t know when she had started feeling so possessive over these guys. Her only guess was because she was always possessive of Brad; therefore, any friends of Brad’s were friends of hers.
“I think we should check out the club Space down the street,” Brad suggested after the bill was paid.
“Yeah, I heard that it’s the place to be on a Friday night,” Shawn added while trying hard to finish his beer. The Corona wasn't his top choice of beverage but it was cheap so he opted for quantity over quality.
“Are you sure you guys want to go there now?” Aivy inquired as she was lead outside by Nick with his arm over her shoulders. “The club doesn’t even open until 11 o’clock.”
“Alright,” answered Brad, who started walking on the other side of Aivy, “then we should go back to the hotel and try the bar there until it was time to leave again.”
The decision was made and the group carried themselves along the stretch of three city blocks. They entered the brightly lit hotel lobby only to find that it was packed with people. Aivy had not seen a hotel lobby this crowded since her trip to the Bellagio Hotel in Las Vegas a year ago.
The Beacon hotel was not as upscale as the Bellagio but she was sure that they had modeled some of their layouts after it. Even the shops within this hotel were almost as nice as the ones in the Bellagio.
The hotel bar was quite large. It had a rather enormous bar at the entrance with a lot of stools around it and a smaller bar near the back. There were many small tables laid out all around the front bar in a configuration that would allow an excessive amount of people to occupy the small space at one time. There was a small but unusually brightly lit dance floor near the back of the establishment.
The sound of Salsa music invaded her ears as soon as they entered the bar. The boys quickly maneuvered their way around the crowd until they reached an empty table near the dance floor.
Aivy’s feet had a mind of their own because once they heard the up beat music; all they wanted to do was dance. She immediately dragged Brad out onto the dance floor before he even had a chance to sit down.
Once out on the dance floor, Aivy pulled him flushed against her body and began to move her hips. He followed her rhythm with ease and soon they were gyrating their more sexually sensitive body parts together. Leave it to them to always turn any situation into a sexual situation.
Aivy was having the time of her life. If anybody had told her that she would be in the company of three hot guys during this trip, she would have clobbered their heads with a frying pan and told them to check themselves into a mental institution.
The song ended much too early for her liking. Maybe because they were having too much fun that even hours later would still feel too soon for Aivy.
As the music morphed into another song, Brad stopped dancing and pulled her into a tight hug as he started whispering rather loudly into her ear, “You are too fucking tempting tonight, baby. Let’s just ditch everybody and go back to my room so I can fuck you like I’ve been wanting to all day long.”
Aivy pulled herself out of his grasp in order to look into his lustful eyes.
“Can we take your friends with us too?” she asked nervously but also half jokingly. She was trying to test the water and see if Brad would agree to her idea of a good time, a group activity. A ménage-a-...quatre? (A very fancy name for gang-bang).
Brad's facial expression resembled shock, amusement, and excitement rolled into one. He narrowed his eyes searching her face for any hint of seriousness in her suggestions. He didn’t want to get all worked up thinking about the possibilities of a fun evening and then ended up being just a joke to her.
If Brad had his choice of a group sex, he would definitely not choose to be with two other guys. No. He would have his picks of wicked ways to toy with her body and maybe also inviting a few of her good looking girlfriends.
His calculating mind told him that if he was willing to oblige and made her fantasy come true, then the chances of her making his dreams come true in return would be much higher. Consequently, after this roll-in-the-hay with his friends, she would owe him a big ass favor.
Brad couldn’t help but smiled at his deviant ways of thinking and the delicious thoughts of a threesome of his choice in the near future. Now he would do everything in his power to aid her in her quest of a new adventure. Besides, this wouldn’t be the first time that the three of them- Shawn, Nick, and himself- had the chance to indulge in a group sex. It would be a win-win situation any way he looked at it. He would be the world's biggest idiot if he refused her now.
“Is that what you really want, Aivy?” Brad inquired with a smirk displayed clearly on his handsome face. “Do you think you can handle all of us?”
Aivy averted her eyes from his intense gaze for a brief moment and looked over to where Nick and Shawn were sitting, drinking their cheap beers, and staring at the couple questioningly.
Without a doubt, the two guys would think how strange it was for Brad and Aivy to suddenly stop dancing and just stared at them.
A foursome. Fact, that would be a lot of people involved in a two-person activity. Fact, there would be a few complications such as feeling getting involved, probably mostly hers, and then there were technical parts of the act; who put what where? Fact, four was just too many, period.
Was four too many? Said who?
Aivy’s mouth dried out suddenly when she calculated the possibilities quickly in her head. The 3 to 1 odd was a really big odd according to her calculation. Consequently, she could possibly be taking a bigger bite than she could chew but she was sure that it would be a delicious bite, nonetheless.
'Fuck it', her brand new motto.
“I am not sure,” she answered softly trying to avoid the boys’ questioning stares and diverted her attention back to Brad. “But I would like to give it a try.”
“Only if you’re absolutely sure because I don’t think we can go back once we cross that threshold,” Brad warned her with all the seriousness that he could muster.
“Please stop trying to make me more nervous,” she pleaded.
“I’m not, baby,” Brad reassured her while rubbing his hands along her arms in an attempt to calm her nerves. “I just want you to not be freaked out while we’re in the middle of sex.”
“We’ll see,” was all that she was willing to say about this matter. Because the more time that she had to think about it, the more likely that she would want to back out and wasted a perfect opportunity for a whole lot of fun.
Brad looked at her intensely knowing that her nervousness was still there but she was trying her best to suppress it and pushing it to the back of her mind. He decided to not to press further about the matter and just went with the flow. Wordlessly, he pulled her into his chest and hugged her with all of his might.
“You are such a fucking sexy woman, you know that?” he whispered as he held her face in his hands. He felt himself drowning in her lustful eyes.
Brad lowered his lips onto hers and softly kissed her for the first time tonight. He heard her throaty moans and lost himself within them. He deepened the kiss and let his tongue entwined with hers.
The passion that was flowing inside of her petite body was over flowing into his and all he wanted to do at that moment was to fuck her all by himself first before he had to share her body with his life-long buddies. Inevitably, he knew that nothing fun could be achieved tonight by them just standing here on the dance floor, and not even dancing.
She felt her knees wobbled at the intensity of Brad's kiss. The next thing she knew, his lips left hers and he was pulling her off of the dance floor. They reached the table before she had the chance to get her bearings.
Brad pulled out a chair and sat down unceremoniously. He pulled her onto his lap while his arms wrapped securely around her waist.
“Man, give me something strong,” he declared before reaching for the beer on the table that was left for him by his buddies. He would like to get a buzz going before plunging himself and others into the tabooed situation. Besides, sex was always more fun with a buzz.
“Having fun?” asked Shawn with a glint of naughtiness in his eyes.
“Oh more than you know,” she answered seductively while looking at him with an equal amount of lust for him. Surely he wouldn’t miss her subtle hint of seduction. However, she couldn't just bank on that minute detail.
“Baby, why don’t you take Shawn here out for a spin on the dance floor?” Brad suggested as he was finishing up his first beer of the night. He knew that she needed to feel more comfortable with his friends on an intimate level before things could proceed any further.
He pushed her off of his lap roughly before she had a chance to retort. Aivy turned to look at him questioning his motives silently. However, once he offered her a devilish smile in return, she knew that he only had her best interests at heart and he could possibly know how to get the ball rolling for her or in her direction.
This was going to be fun.
Without missing a beat, Aivy grabbed Shawn’s hand and pulled him away from the table.
“I don’t dance,” he warned her once they were on the dance floor and as they stood face to…shoulder, since he was quite a bit taller than her. Came to think of it, everybody was taller than her. How annoying.
“Of course you do. Everybody dances to something. I’ll teach you," replied Aivy while offering him a warm friendly smile.
She quickly wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled herself closer to his body. Once they had extinguished each other’s personal space, she placed her leg between his and started moving her hips to the R&B rhythm.
His rhythm was a little frantic at first and not in sync with hers so she placed her hands on his hips in order to guide him along with her natural rhythm.
“What kind of music do you like dancing to?” she asked without stopping the movements against his hard body.
“I usually dance to techno,” he replied while trying to catch up with the movements her hips.
“How about if you pretend that this is a techno song, and play it in your head, then dance to it,” she instructed.
She could see that he was contemplating on which song to play in his head. Shawn began moving his hips against hers smoothly this time. She had to smile to herself that she could be very convincing when under pressure. And now, she could concentrate more on trying to seduce him.
The thought of seducing and subdued these three healthy young, good looking, and sex-driven guys to nothing but a puddle of limp body parts had Aivy smiling with conviction.
She looked up at Shawn and offered him a seductive smile while drilling her lust into his eyes. Occasionally, she rubbed her hip against his thickening bulge to let him know that she wanted to do more to him than just dancing.
Shawn definitely did not miss her now not-so-subtle hint of wanting to get into his pants. Her intentions would be reciprocated with enthusiasm on his part.
Shawn removed his hands from around her waist and slowly traveled down towards her ass. Once they reached their destination, his hands squeezed the globes of her ass quickly but hard enough that it elicited a loud moan from her.
Their eyes immediately locked with each other at the sudden change in the atmosphere. They were threading on thin ice, in his opinion. His eyes were searching her face for some kind of clear answer to the predicament that he found himself in. He was a little taken back when he heard her moan loudly, and in front of Brad.
She shouldn't be moaning for him.
This little sex vixen clearly belonged to his best friend. However, when he saw her biting her lower lips in a seductive manner and looking into his eyes with full fledged lust, he knew that he was at a point of no return. Her gyrating hips didn't help calming his urges either.
Shawn pulled Aivy closer to him so that he could inhale her sweet scent and blew air into her ear. His sudden actions sent shivers down her spine and she visibly shook in his arms. She could feel his lips curved up around her ear into a big satisfying smile.
“I think you are a beautiful woman, Aivy,” he whispered softly into her ears sending waves of excitement throughout her body.
She let his compliment sunk in and leaned her head back a little. She looked into his eyes searching and slowly strung together her response, “and you don’t wanna know what I think.”
“Oh do tell, young lady,” he asked with yearning interests.
Aivy wasn’t sure if she should tell him about her true intentions or just let her actions spoke for her. However, judging from the bulge in his pants and the lust in his eyes, Aivy could easily bet that anything she had to say to him now would not be judged.
The intensity of her gaze conveyed her thoughts to him quite clearly. Her eyes were locked onto his as she pulled her arms from around his waist and snaked them up toward his face.
Once she had his face in the palm of her hands, literally speaking, she leaned in and let her tongue grazed his earlobe before she seductively whispered into his ear, “I think that I want to feel what it’s like to have your hard (grind) cock (grind) inside of my already wet pussy (hard grind),” she finished her sentence with a hard grind and a bite on his earlobe.
Immediately after her bold statement, Aivy felt Shawn’s knee buckled as he let out a loud groan. She was sure that the whole room could have heard him. She felt victorious at her first attempt of seduction of the night.
She smiled seductively at him as she leaned back to reap the reward of her devious actions. Nothing but shock and pure lust marred his handsome face. However, Shawn had recovered quickly and pulled her in for a hard kiss.
In his lustful stage, he forgot that she belonged to his best friend, brother from another mother, and simply did not care. It was her fault. She was the one that oozed with sex appeal and had brought his blood to a boiling point, somewhere in the nether region. He was just a hot-blooded; good look young male after all. How was he supposed to resist such temptation when it was rubbing up on him in such a sinful manner? Besides, if she was so boldly coming on to him while his friends were watching, he was sure that they had already talked about it since they seemed to be very open with each other, sexually. They were up to something no good and who was he to question their motives? He was just a pawn after all. A very horny pawn at the moment.
Their kiss was anything but friendly. It was seared with desire. She barely had time to recover after stopping for a breath of needed air before Shawn pulled her in for another forceful kiss. Her insides were doing flips because while kissing Brad was exciting and earth shattering, Shawn’s kisses were as equally toe-curling. She could feel the hot current spiking her nerves and making her lose self control in a matter of seconds. It didn’t help much when she noticed that her moans seemed to be tugging on the last string of Shawn’s self control.
Aivy was too wrapped up in Shawn’s embrace that she failed to notice another hot body pressed up against her back.
She was jolted back into reality when she felt another set of arms settled on her hips. The said arms pulled her back as her butt slammed into something hard. Then the said hard bulge continued to grind against her ass.
She quickly dislodged herself from Shawn’s mouth and quipped her head back just in time to see another head clouded her vision.
Before she had time for her eyes to readjust, she felt a different set of lips on hers. These lips were more soft and yielding. They were unsure at first because they weren’t moving.
Unbeknownst to her mind, her body took over and it caused her to buck her hips into Shawn as she moaned into the new kisser. Her moan seemed to be the approval that the new kisser was looking for because his tongue began to move across her already swollen lips while asking for entrance. She opened her mouth and let him in. Their tongues wrapped around each other as Aivy moved her hand that was resting on Shawn’s shoulder to the back of the kisser’s head. She pulled his head down further towards her while she deepened their kiss. As unexpected as the kiss began, the kisser abruptly stopped his actions and pulled his head back.
‘Oh he’s such a tease,’ Aivy noted to herself.
Aivy was beginning to feel dizzy at the sensory overload. Her petite body could not handle the myriad of sensations bestowed upon her by these hard bodies. She felt as though she was floating in the air or was having an outer body experience.
When her mind was slowly caught up with her body that she finally realized she had just kissed two different people.
Her fantasy was about to come true.
The sensible side of her warned her that this would be too much for her nervous system, while the devious side of her told her to Carper Diem, seize the day.
“Mmmm, Brad, what are you doing? Why did you stop?” she asked with her eyes still tightly shut.
“Brad’s busy at the moment but I’m here at your service,” whispered the owner of a different deep sexy baritone voice.
Her eyes quickly snapped open only to be staring into another deep set of blue eyes that belonged to the ever so sexy Nick.
‘Nick? What the hell is he doing kissing me?’ her mind panicked. She was confused beyond her lust-induced state, ‘and where the hell is Brad?’
“Uhhh Nick, w-what are you doing?” she stuttered. She was caught of guard at the stunt that Nick just pulled, with Brad as the master mind no doubt. Nevertheless, she was quite pleased with the new change of pace.
Shawn chose the exact moment to remind them that while he enjoyed watching the sexy vixen flustered, he was still a very active participant, “I think he was just finished kissing you,”
At the sound of Shawn’s voice, Aivy realized that she was stuck in between two beautiful male bodies, and both of them were currently sporting very hard dicks from what she could feel on her front and back.
“Smart ass,” she smacked Shawn lightly on his arm.
Shawn offered a friendly smile in return.
She couldn’t seem to be able to get rid of the stupid goofy grin on her face, “I know that but…but I don’t understand.”
“What’s so hard to understand, Aivy?” Nick whispered into her ear seductively while his hands made their way up into her hair, “we know about your little fantasy and we are here to help you make them come true.”
"Uhhh, so I guess that Brad had told you about my fantasy," Aivy directed her reply to Nick sheepishly while feeling her cheeks heated up with a flush.
"He sure did," replied Nick who was now playing with her hair and giving her a slow scalp massage. Usually, such massage was only given to her by her hair dresser but at this moment a scalp massage from Nick was as sexy as cunnilingus. "I've got to admit though; I didn't really expect that to come from you. But I am happy to comply."
She lolled her head along with his hand movements. Her eyes automatically closed as she zoned into the soothing sensation that she was feeling. To top it all off, Shawn was running his hands up her torso slowly towards her covered breasts. He cupped them softly in his palms as if he was weighing them. Torturously, he began to knead them while his thumbs rubbed across her already hard nipples.
"Mmmmm..." Aivy whimpered softly as her lithe body was soaking in the tingling sensations that were carousing through her body at the moment. "I feel like I'm the luckiest girl in the world."
"No, baby. We're the lucky ones who get the opportunity to be with a beautiful and sexy woman like you. How could we possibly pass it up?" Shawn joined in before he lowered his head to kiss the crook of her neck.
"Besides," Nicks' lips were grazing her earlobe then down to the other side of her neck, "we want to finally experience first hand of the amazing Aivy that we heard so much about from Brad." His hot breath was burning her ear and sent hot waves of lust to her already moistened pussy.
"Oh God...," she moaned louder this time as her hands grasped the front of Shawn's shirt while her head rested against his chest.
Aivy's body shivered with fervor. Her eyes were tightly shut as her mind conjured up the images of all three guys doing wicked things to her body. Slowly back from the recess of her mind, she opened her eyes just in time to see Nick and Shawn exchanged a questioning glance over to Brad, who was leaning back in the chair with a beer in his hand while enjoying the show. She also didn’t miss the cocky smile that was displaying on Brad’s face.
He answered his friends’ silent question with a nod as to whether or not they should proceed with the plans.
Aivy’s intense gaze at Brad’s direction caused him to avert his eyes to hers. She didn’t miss the sparks that ignited in the nether regions when she caught his lustful gaze.
He offered her a warm smile to let her know that all of the interactions between her and his friends did not go unnoticed by him and that he was fine with it all. Not that she really needed his permission for her to have her most erotic fantasy fulfilled.
When his smile slowly turned into a smirk, she just couldn’t help but rolled her eyes and shook her head at him. She mouthed the words “thank you” to him.
She soon regretted her silent gratitude for him when he slowly licked his lips in a sinful way, the way that made her want to run to him and kiss that smirk off of his face.
Brad got up from his chair and swiftly made his way towards the threesome on the dance floor. His eyes never left hers until he reached his destination. Once he was only inches from her, all playfulness left his face. His eyes were burning through her. He grabbed her face gently with his hands and lowered his lips to hers. He kissed her fleetingly because he wanted her to yearn for more from him, from his friends.
Brad pulled back slightly when their lips were merely touching each other, he whispered, “I think it’s time we get outta here, don't you darlin'?”
“That’s the best thing I’ve heard today,” was Nick’s reply after he had already brushed all of her long tresses away from her neck. Again, he lowered his head to pepper more kisses along the column of her neck.
“Oh…Mmmmm…,” Aivy's carnal soft moans and sighs accompanied her nodded reply to Brad's question.
She had definitely died and gone to heaven. This was only the beginning of the most eventful night of her life and she was already overwhelmed with emotions and sexual urges. She felt like she was about to explode because the sexual tension was winding up a little too tight. Every emotion, known to a sexually frustrated being, within her could uncoil at any given moment. They could possibly snap her into unconsciousness from being over stimulated.
Aivy’s mind finally registered the fact that she now had three, yes three, hard bodies invading her personal bubble.
She had long lost track of who was playing with her hair, who was still playing with her covered nipples, and who was running his hands up and down her back.
It was becoming too much for her, too much in a bad way. She was beginning to feel claustrophobic. The men were all almost a foot taller than her. Everywhere she looked at that moment was manly chests. The sooner she could get some breathing room the better.
She was beginning to think again that she might not be able to handle all three of them at once. The fleeting thought didn’t help calming her nerves. Oh no, it made her more nervous.
'Why am I always so damn greedy?' Aivy's inner-self berated at one of her seven deadly sins.
The reality of the situation belatedly reared its ugly head. Now that she was smack in the middle of the trees of hard muscles, how could ONE tiny body of hers possibly satisfy all THREE of them and their rampant sexual thirsts? There was only so much of her body to go around.
How could she, indeed.
‘Carpe Diem,’ she reminded herself.
Without skipping a beat, her trees of muscles ushered her through the crowded bar and into the elevator towards their final destination, her suite; since the guys had decided that it was probably bigger than their rooms combined.
The men let her walked into the empty elevator first. As soon as she turned around to face the door, Brad pushed her hard against the wall of the elevator and caged her in between his arms.
Déjà Vu much?
She was frozen in place at the piercing look he gave her. Seriously, why did they all keep looking at her throughout the evening like they wanted to devour her whole? A little nerve wrecking, and freaky.
“You are such a naughty girl tonight, Lightning,” said Brad as his lips ghosted over hers.
“Man, you have got to let the girl breath,” Shawn interrupted as he lightly pushed Brad out of Aivy’s face.
Once she was free of Brad’s grasp, Shawn pulled her backward and flushed against his chest while his arms wrapped protectively around her shoulders.
“Dude, you’re one to talk,” chided Brad as he winked at Aivy.
The only thing Aivy could do then was to smile at the friendly banter between old friends.
Her wandering eyes caught Nick’s. He wasn’t smiling because his gaze was telling her that he was enthralled with her and that he wanted to do nothing more than to devour her petite frame until he was well satisfied.
See? There! Devouring.
The gleam in his eyes also promised her that he would make this night the best night of her life from now and for the rest of her adult life.
Aivy was so engrossed with Nick’s heated gazed that she didn’t even notice the elevator had stopped. Shawn ushered her out of the elevator with his arms still wrapped around her shoulder.
Walking the short distance from the elevator to the room was a little awkward when she had a man literally attached to her body.
They didn’t say anything more to each other because the men knew that they needed to give Aivy time to calm her nerves. The closer they got to her suite, the brighter reality appeared in her eyes. It made her scared shitless.
This was it. No turning back.
As she was standing in from of her suite door with the room key in her hand and the three men behind her watching her every moves, she noticed that her hand was shaking and her breathing was labored.
“Aivy, we don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” Brad’s voice filtered through her nervousness and into her ears. He had stepped forward and put his hands on her shoulder in an attempt to ease her nerves.
“No,” she whispered, “I really want to.”
Without glancing back to see their reactions, she put the card in the slot and open the door to the suite and also to her unconventional and tabooed by today's society. Lucky for her, she was never the one who liked to be conventional or fit in the mold just like everyone else.
“Holy shit,” exclaimed Shawn as he walked past them into the living area. His eyes were wide and his mouth couldn’t seem be able to close itself. “This room is fucking awesome. How did you manage this? I knew that all the suites were unavailable months ago.”
“Oh, I knew people in high places,” Aivy joked.
“This is an awesome suite, Aivy,” Nick said calmly as he was facing the glass wall while drinking in the view of the darkness that he knew would be the vast ocean in the morning.
She felt Brad came up behind her and had his hands wrapped around her waist just as soon as he closed the door behind them. Instinctively, she leaned into him and soaked in his warmth. She turned her head and looked up at him to see he was staring at her, yet again.
‘I wonder what he thinks about when he stares at me like that,’ Aivy asked herself.
As if he was able to read her mind, he leaned down and placed his lips near her ear, “I think you are an incredible and the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. You’ve never ceased to amaze me, Aivy.” he whispered.
Her heart fluttered at his compliment. She turned fully in his arms to face him. Without another word, she placed her hands on his face and pulled him down for a kiss that would convey her passion for him and her appreciation for his being here.
A few moments later, Brad ended the kiss with a pinch on her butt.
“Ouch, what the hell was that for?” she winced in pain while rubbing the sore spot on her ass.
“For being a naughty girl, of course,” he replied nonchalantly and put his arms around her shoulders guiding her further into the room joining his other companions.
“You’re such an ass sometimes,” chided Aivy when she hit him lightly on his chest.
“You don’t know the half of it, hon,” Nick added from his comfortable position on the love seat facing the door. Seeing him sitting there with his right leg propped on his knee and his arms relaxed on the sides of the seat made Aivy wanted to crawl up into his lap and have her wicked ways with him.
“I don’t think I even want to know,” Aivy replied with a smile while worming her way out of Brad’s arms. She dropped the room key on the counter and made her way to the refrigerator.
Since they were in the grand suite, the mini bar was just as impressive. It had rows of hard liquor, bags of all varieties of candy, peanuts, chips, and even beer. Aivy grabbed a mini bottle of Vodka along with a few beers and made her way towards the couch where Brad was currently sitting with his arms stretched out on the back of it.
“Liquid courage,” she whispered softly to Brad as she handed a beer to him and the rest to the other two occupants in the room while keeping the Vodka to herself.
Once everybody had their beverage of HER choice, Aivy sat down next to Brad and made her self comfortable.
“Now why would you need any liquid courage, Aivy?” teased Shawn.
“Oh…I don’t know. Just in case something…uh…uneventful happens, I’d be ready,” Aivy replied quickly while uncorking her mini Vodka bottle.
She downed the whole content in one big gulp. Although the Vodka went down her throat smoothly, she shuttered at the bitter after taste that was left in her mouth. Alcohol was never her primary choice of beverage and she had never been one to drink alcohol for the taste of it. She would rather drink her alcohol fast so the buzz would happen faster, then she would have more time to sober up.
Aivy’s eyes snapped open as she heard three simultaneous groans from the men that broke through the silence. Her eyes narrowed and wandered in bewilderment from Shawn who was perched on the stool behind the leather love seat at the kitchen island, to Brad who didn’t even attempt to hide that sexy smirk on his face, and finally to Nick who looked very relax in his body language but his eyes were hazed with more lust.
It never dawned on Aivy that while she was engrossed in downing her Vodka, the way she had thrown her head backward, arched her back that caused her glorious tits to perked up even more, then swallowed her liquor, had the boys watched in slow motion. They were all thinking the same thing, ‘she would look like that when she swallow my cum in her mouth.’ Hence the groans.
"What?" she asked innocently while scanning her eyes from one hot guy to the next.
A devilish smirk appeared on her angelic face as she teasingly stuck her tongue out of her mouth and flipped the mini bottle upside-down to allow the last drop of the liquid courage to slowly drip onto the tip of her pink tongue. Once none of the clear liquid was left in the bottle, she slowly wrapped her tongue around the tiny neck, then slowly sucked it into her mouth like the most delicious lollipop that she had ever had. For the icing on the cake, so to speak, she let out a satisfying sigh that sounded more like a moan.
When the "show" was over, Aivy pulled the bottle neck out of her mouth with a loud pop and placed the lucky bottle on the coffee table. She leaned back against the couch then turned to look at Brad with a shit-eating grin on her face as if nothing ever happened.
Brad had a big smile on his face and just shook his head at her silly antics. He pulled her towards him and whispered, just loud enough for his friends to hear, "You are such a fucking cock-tease, my little Asian."
"Oh, she could tease my cock anytime, man," Shawn chimed in as he got up from the stool and made his way towards the love-seat that was facing Nick's.
"Ah...Nonsense! You guys are just jealous of the little bottle," she joked while resting her head on Brad's shoulder. Her hand absentmindedly ghosted lightly across the plane his muscular chest.
"Baby, when I'm done with you, you'd wished that my dick was the size of that damn bottle, because I can guarantee you that you wouldn't be able to walk for a long while," said Brad, who was in the process of lugging her petite body onto his lap sitting sideway with her feet stretched out along the leather couch.
"Psst...Promises," Aivy puffed. The images of him pounding her pussy with fury and leaving her walk around with a limp was ones that she was familiar with since he had done that to her before. Nevertheless, those said images still made her groan out loud in anticipation.
"Oh God, tell me you didn't just compare us to the mini bottle," Nick's boisterous laughter caused Aivy's heart to skip a beat. Its sound reminded her of the booming firecrackers on the first morning of The Lunar New Year, her favorite holiday when she was a kid still living in Vietnam. Oh, how she missed those days.
"Oh I'm sure that the bottle is paled in comparison to you, Nick," her reply was dripping with sarcasm.
"They don't call him the Drill Sergeant in high school for nothing, Aivy," informed Shawn. "It was because of his exceptional ability of using his 'drill bit'. And I've seen it first hand. It's quite impressive, to say the least," he added.
"Oh man, I totally forgot about that name," said Brad as he laughed out loud, no doubt remembering a few funny stories during their days of thunder.
"I even got a fucking detention from Mr. Marion for writing that name on the black board before class, remember?" Nick's faced lit up as he was briefly reliving his prankster days.
"Dude, do you remember when Mrs. Neimyers in our homeroom asked us why we kept calling you Drill Sergeant and whether or not you had joined ROTC?" Shawn was now rolling on his side as he spoke between laughter.
"Shit, we laughed so hard that we literally were saved by the bell before we had to answer her question," Brad continued their story.
While the boys were going down the memory lane together, Aivy had another chance to observe them in their most vulnerable moments, their laughers.
In her opinion, people were most vulnerable when they were happy and laughing.
All three of them emitted equally intimidating auras which made them a lot less approachable, in the beginning.
Nick and Shawn were both in the police force; therefore, their uniformed profession initially limited their chances of getting approached. Brad's ex-military status automatically made him looked like a really tough guy so people were always hesitated from coming up to him first.
However, once she got to know them, they were like her cute, huggable, and over-protective Teddy bears. Their smiles would light up any room that they were in; their laughter would even make the Grinch felt jolly; when they laughed, their eyes sparkled brighter than the night sky in the desert; and their warmth would melt the glaciers.
Any girls would gladly give their brand new razor shavers (yes, a girl just couldn't leave home without one), and their lip gloss just to be in her shoes right now.
At the image of a bunch of fan-girls running after these men and for them to pick her over the blond bimbos and fiery redheads, every time, made Aivy's lips curved up into a pleasing smile. Her eyes couldn't stop wandering from Shawn to Brad and then to Nick while her mind was busy imprinting the vision of each handsome man in front of her. She'd save them for the rainy days.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice they had stopped talking and all were just staring at her questioningly.
"Aivy...Lightning...Asian princess...My sex kitten..." Brad was trying to get her attention by snapping his fingers in front of her face.
"I didn't know that we were that boring for her to zone out so quickly," Shawn joked.
"You might be boring but I definitely am not, dude," Nick corrected Shawn as he got up from his comfortable sofa and made his way towards the refrigerator.
"Your sex kitten?" Aivy finally snapped out of her trance and caught the tail end of Brad's taunt.
"Yes, mine, darling," he showed his possessiveness of Aivy by bringing his left hand to the globe of her ass and squeezed. HARD.
Brad then leaned forward and pulled her head down until his lips were pressed tightly upon hers. He guided her tongue along with his as they immersed themselves in the passion.
"Mine," he made claims of her lips. Brad continued to declared his ownership as he peppered light kisses on her jaw (mine), down the column of her neck (mine), along the plane of her clavicle to the valley between her breasts (mine), to the tip of her breasts as he grabbed and squeezed them together (mine), his hand ran along her smooth leg from the ankle to the globe of her ass (mine), and his final destination was at the apex of her thighs as he cupped her mound in the palm of his hand (mine).
Aivy squirmed in his lap since she could feel herself getting wet again. Anywhere on her body that her skin was exposed, Brad laid kisses on them. He had rightfully earned all of the moans, frustrated sighs, and pleading looks from his Asian princess.
Aivy was glad that her outfit of the night had quite a bit of skin exposed and readily available for their touch and kisses.
She had picked out a black sleeveless shirt with a plunging neck line that stopped a couple of inches below her breasts. The revealing shirt was tight enough that it helped keeping her boobs from popping out and bouncing all over the place. She coupled the said shirt with a tight black booty shorts that enhanced the curvature of her ass. The shorts were so short that they were almost covered by her shirt. Her four-inch red suede high heel helped elongated her toned legs, and meliorated the sway of her hips when she walked.
Aivy’s whole outfit was like a present at Christmas; that it was nicely wrapped with a hint of what was hidden underneath but you wouldn't see all of its glory until you had unwrapped it completely and properly.
Aivy saw movements out of the corner of her eyes and a big shadow approached them. She looked up just in time to see Nick getting ready to sit down at the opposite end of their couch. He lifted her legs up to give him room to sit down then placed her legs back onto his lap. Once he deemed that he was comfortable enough, Nick slowly took off her shoes. The sound that the shoes made when he dropped them on the floor was the only thing that could be heard throughout the suite, aside from the breathing, of course.
Aivy was caught up in Nick's intense gaze until she saw Shawn got up from his seat and made his way towards them. He chose to sit down on the coffee table directly behind her.
"Oh my..." she murmured to herself softly and swallowed hard. She quickly buried her face in her hands to avoid all of their lustful gazes. This situation was so overwhelming for her that she didn't know what to do with herself any longer.
Aivy's heart was beating a mile a minute, her mouth was drying out, her hands were shaking slightly, and the butterflies in her stomach were having a party at her expense.
"Baby, don't hide your beautiful face from us," Brad tried to comfort her. He knew that this quandary would become too much for anybody, and Aivy was no exception.
He and his friends were already intimidating in any normal circumstance but when you put sex into the equation, it would be unbearable for some and unthinkable for others.
"Look at me, darling," Brad continued as he tried to pry her hands away from her flushed face.
"We're here to take care of YOU, baby," Shawn's whisper made her jump at his close proximity and the goose bumps appeared everywhere on her body. "There's nothing to be nervous about," Shawn reassured her as he kissed her lightly on her warm cheek.
"He's right, Aivy. You should just relax and let us take care of your needs." Nick chimed in while his hands were rubbing her from her pretty painted toes to her inner thighs. He was doing a pretty good job at easing her nerves.
"I...I...oh...mmmmm" she tried to let them know that they making her feel better but Shawn's kisses on her neck and earlobe interrupted her thoughts in the most delicious way.
Aivy let out a string of soft moans that heated up the room instantly and resolved all of the unwanted tension almost immediately.
Within a few seconds, Aivy's mind turned from sensible to mush. Her hazy mind was trying to catalogue all of the touches that converged on her body at once. Brad, at the moment, was rubbing his thumbs across her covered nipples; while Shawn turned her face towards his for a hungry kiss with his fingers mangled within her silky hair; and at the same time, Nick kept on rubbing her legs but this time his hand traveled further up her inner thigh towards her pulsing pussy.
Aivy's vocabulary had been reduced to...none. The only way that she could express her feelings to them now was through her sighs, gasps, and moans.
"Mmmmm, I can feel how wet your pussy is even through a layer of fabric, baby," said Nick while his thumb was lightly rubbing on her covered pussy as he had already spread her legs apart.
"I've always loved your tits, darling," complimented Brad as he kneaded, pushed, pulled, played with her breasts like they were his play-doh.
Aivy looked flustered and already well played once Shawn released her lips from his bruising kiss. Before she had time to take another deep breath, Nick pulled her off of Brad's lap and onto his.
Apparently, she missed the silent exchanges between the guys about their next course of actions.
Once Aivy was comfortably perched on Nick's lap, he ran his hands from her hips to the underside of her breasts, then slowly inched his way up until his thumbs rubbed her already well-played nipples. He torturously touched the expanse of her neck until he successfully had her face in his hands. Nick's thumbs slightly massage her jaw while he locked his eyes onto hers so intensely that she couldn't stifle a loud moan. He took that as his queue to pull her face closer. Once she was only a breath away from him, he stuck his tongue out and licked her across her well-kissed lips.
When Aivy couldn't stand the torture any longer, she closed the minute distance between them and kissed him with fury.
She had not noticed that she had been undulating her hips and rubbing herself against Nick's hard bulge during her kiss until she felt a different set of hands pressing hard on her hips to still her movements.
"You'll rub yourself raw if you don't stop now," said the owner of said hands loudly. "Let me help you out," he continued while running his hands up her legs until he reached the edges of her shorts. His movements didn't falter as his fingers wedged their way inside of her shorts until they met her swollen outer pussy lips.
"Ahhhhh," the busy fingers' owner exclaimed, "I've always loved a clean shaven pussy."
Aivy's lust-induced mind began to register the owner of the voice and the said fingers from behind her, Shawn. His roaming fingers were rubbing along her pussy lips then they inched inward until she felt them on her nectar. She heard the squishy sounds that the fingers elicited from her dripping pussy like someone was walking through a wet puddle of mud. It made her jerked so hard that she was abruptly broken away from Nick's lips.
"Fuck. You are so fucking wet, Aivy. This is fucking amazing," Shawn announced in astonishment.
"Fuck," echoed Aivy as she leaned back against Shawn's chest and reveled in the newly applied pleasure on her pussy.
Simultaneously, she spread her legs wider and arched her back up more. She wiggled her hips trying to chase after Shawn's unpredictable finger movements so that he could touch her on the right spot. All the while, her eyes never left Nick's.
Nick suddenly put his hands on her hips and affectively halted all movements from her and Shawn. Wordlessly, he took Shawn's hands and pulled them out of her shorts. Nicks’ fingers slowly danced across her inner thighs until he used them to pull her shorts to one side. Within seconds, he had successfully displayed her wet and throbbing pussy and all of its glory in front of him. His eyes were glued to the pretty pink pussy like the world's eighth wonder. Unconsciously, Nick licked his lips at the delicious looking sight like a hungry fat man at a buffet.
Her nectar was lined with a couple of puffy lips that seemed tightly sealed together until they were peeled apart to reveal another set of perfect pink inner lips that were neither loose or flappy. At the tip of oval entrance of bliss was the protruding hooded nub that consisted of thousands of nerve endings like a call button that beckoned to be pressed. Last but not least, the thick and slimy juice that made her flower appeared extremely shiny and glassy was oozing out of its nectar and slowly trickled down towards the tiny puckered hole.
Nick’s mouth immediately watered when he noticed her inner pussy lips fluttering softly like butterfly wings. He wanted to taste her. God, how he was in desperate needs to press his tongue flat against the bottom of her oval shaped nectar and sweep it upward until the tip of his tongue flickered against the sensitive nub. He was sure that her pulsating pussy was on the verge of exploding after all of their cruel teasing. He also knew too well about the desperate feelings that one had when their pleasure was being denied.
"Wow...Fuck…beautiful," Nick whispered in awe to nobody in particular.
"Please...please...," Aivy pleaded as if her life was depending on their touches. Her insides were feeling like it was slowing dying with needs.
"Tell us what you want, baby," inquired Shawn, who now was placing both of his hand on her inner thighs and pulled them back towards him so that her pussy lips would be spread farther apart, showing her gaping hole of darkness but goodness.
Aivy was slowly losing her self control battle. She was horny and desperate beyond belief. She never wanted to be filled so much in her entire life that she did not realized she had been holding her breaths in anticipation. Her pussy just wanted to be dominated. Plain and simple.
She had always been a very impatient person and she hated to have to beg for anything. At this rate, she wouldn't be surprised to hear herself begged to be touched. She was extremely aroused that she needed to take matter into her own hands, literally.
She lifted her hand off of Nick's shoulder and moved it down towards her needy pussy. Her movement was halted when Nick's hand flew up and grabbed her wrist. He brought it down by her side and held it there securely.
"Oh no you don't, missy," Nick shook his head as he reprimanded her for being too hasty. "Your hands are to remain by your sides until we say so, is that clear?"
Aivy nodded weakly knowing that if she took control back into her own hands that they would tease her unmercifully and possibly devoid her of any future orgasms. She might be incoherent with lust but she wasn't stupid.
"Nick, please touch m," Aivy begged.
"Well since you're asking so nicely," Nick answered her pleads by running his middle finger along her slit, earning a relief sigh from the wanton Asian princess. He slowly inserted his middle finger into her hot cavern. He pumped his finger a few times then rewarded her with the insertion of another finger. He performed the come-hither motion and slid his fingers along the top of her pussy wall until he reached a rough spot that was rougher than the rest of her wall, her fucking G-spot.
"Oh-My-Fucking-God," Aivy nearly screamed as she closed her eyes in order to focus on the multitudinous of feelings generated in her lower region. The invasion of Nicks’ fingers inside of her pussy was like her oasis in the dessert.
"That feels so fucking good. Oh please don't stop," pleaded Aivy. She was quite amazed of herself at how she was able to say all of that despite the ungodly powerful waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Unbeknownst to her, Shawn had already pulled the V of her shirt outward to expose her breasts and had covered her tits in the palm of his hands. He squeezed them hard and evoked a healthy moan from Aivy. He tweaked her big nipples until they were extremely hard and had darken their color to a deep brown.
"Oh God, fuck, so fucking go-...Holy shit...oh..." her unfinished passionate rant was swallowed by Brad's surprised kiss. While she was too lost in her needs and desires, he had leaned over and turned her head with his hands to taste her swollen pink lips. He had been watching her body reacted so fervently to his friends' touches. The sight of her soft body pressed between two dominating men, with her head thrown back and forth deliriously, her back arched deeply off of Shawn's chest, her breathing were so ragged that her uncovered breasts were bouncing wildly, her lips were swollen by the lust, her moans...oh her moans were the catalysts that drove him beyond comprehension with needs; the needs that always filled his body whenever he was near her.
Brad's tongue was everywhere in her mouth and nowhere at the same time. The only place she wanted his talented tongue to be right now was right on her pussy. Instead, she had to settle for it to be wrapping it flexible self around her tongue.
"Mmmmm," Brad moaned deeply in his throat. She had always loved hearing him moaned. It was like music to her ears.
His moans were her inspirations. They inspired her to do things for him that would cause him to moan again. They inspired her to break down his tough exterior and make him feel. They inspired her to teach him how to make love to her that would ruin her for the others. And last but not least, his moans inspired her to be more open about her sexuality, her sexual demands, and her most erotic fantasies.
"Let's get you out of these constricting clothes," Shawn suggested. He stopped playing with her breasts and put his hands on her hips in a attempt to lift her off of Nick.
"Oh God...no...please don't stop...I want more," Aivy protested when she felt the loss of Brad's lips on hers, Shawn's warm hands on her tits, and worst of all, Nick's fingers in her craving cunt.
Moments before, Nicked had slowed his finger movements inside of her pussy and drawing them out smoothly. He held the glistening fingers for all to see then put them in his mouth to lick up her juice off of his fingers.
"Fucking awesome," Nick said after earning smirks from his friends and a whimper from Aivy.
"Darling, we need to get you more comfortable," replied Brad.
That was right. It was all about her.
"I want to see your naked body riding on my cock," said Nick. He put his hands on her ass and began to rise up from the sofa. Aivy wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and hands around his neck as Nick walked them into the bedroom. She looked up and saw Brad and Shawn followed closely behind them.
Nick dropped her on the king size bed unceremoniously. Aivy's body bounced lightly at the sudden impact. She took a deep breath while trying to get her bearings. Seeing three hot males standing around the bed while they looked at her hungrily made Aivy's body trembled with needs.
She slowly got on her hands and knees and crawled towards the end of the bed. All three men quickly converged on her like predators. Aivy was at a loss of what to do next. She let her eyes wandered from one body to another while her mind conjured up a plan of action. At this moment, she wished that she had eight hands so she could divert all of their clothes at once.
Project Foursome Course of Action: Observe, touch, taste, and feel.
"Take off your clothes," she ordered while removing her own shirt and threw it on the floor. Next, she hooked her fingers on the edge of her shorts and shimmied them down past her hips until they reached her knees. All the while her eyes never wavered from the guys' hot gazes.
In order to get her shorts completely off, Aivy had to lay back on the bed and raised her feet straight in the air then pulled it off. She purposely showed the lust-hungry men her bare and dripping pussy to make them pay for all of the teasing that they did to her.
"Damn, baby," Shawn growled because he was in the direct line of vision of the unhindered pussy for the first time. "You're so fucking hot". He was rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. He was looking at her like she was his salvation.
Aivy grinned evilly knowing that she had them where she wanted them, whipped. But, she would rather have them all wrapped around her. Easy fix.
Brad moved next to Shawn and grabbed her suspended legs and spread them wide open until he could not spread them any further. His quick actions made her squeak loudly. Her glistening pink swollen pulsating pussy was on full display.
How quickly the table had turned.
"My God, you are fucking wet. I can see your juice running down the back of your ass," Brad said in amusement.
Aivy almost felt embarrassed at the fact that they knew how much they turned her on and that she was a puddle in the palm of their hands. ‘Yup, not far from the truth.’ She looked away from Brad trying to hide the blush that was creeping up her cheek.
Once her head was turned, her eyes caught Nick's. He seemed to be oblivious to anyone else around him except for the writhing and naked body that was display sinfully in front of him. He unconsciously licked his lips that made Aivy whimpered. His hand, with a mind of its own, was trying to rub the throbbing out of his swollen and confined cock which was tenting his jeans like a horizontal teepee.
"Ok you guys, off with your clothes!" Aivy demanded as she reluctantly broke her eye contacts with Nick. She wiggled her legs out of Brad's grasps and quickly got on her knees.
Since they were all anxious to get the party started, the men obeyed her command and quickly took off their clothing. Aivy watched in amusement with a wide grin on her face as the scene before her unfolded.
As clothing articles began flying everywhere like they were caught up in a storm, naked body parts started crowding her vision. Her grin widened like a Cheshire cat. She wanted to scream in excitement but that would probably freak them out so she opted to put her hand over her mouth to stifle the squeal that threatened to be heard. Her own desperation to be fucked eight ways until Sunday was temporary forgotten and the need to run her hands all over the planes of naked flesh had taken over her body full force. She felt like a kid in a candy store. Oh, eye-candy indeed.
She had seen enough of Brad's naked body but every time that she saw it again, it always made her felt giddy and her mouth watered. This time, seeing Nick and Shawn's body naked for the first time, at the same time, was short of a miracle.
Shawn's body was lean and not overly muscular; his chest was devoid of any hair; his torso was long and taunt leading down to his well groomed pubis hair; his cock was not as thick as Brad's but it was longer than average, and it was not as veiny either; his thighs were toned; nice legs and muscular too. NICE.
Since Nick was a couple of inches taller than Shawn, but as the same height as Brad, his torso seemed to go on forever. Nick's body type was very similar to Brad's. He had broad shoulders, brawny arms, muscular pecks, sculpted six packs, shaved pubic area which made his balls looked as smooth as silk, sinewy thighs, strong legs, and last but not least, his cock was longer than Shawn's and thicker than Brad's. It also had veins running all over his cock and a big one on the underside of his cock with its own zip code. Yum!
Nick was the one with the most beautiful dick that she had ever laid eyes on. It just jutted out like a flag pole begging to be sucked on. So fucking mouth watering. He should have molds of his dick made and selling it for millions of dollars. Drill Sergeant, indeed. Nick had perfect cock, a nice firm ass to back it up with, and minus the cocky attitude. How in the hell a guy like him did not have a significant other was beyond her.
Aivy's mind was reeling with naughty images of all four of them in various sexual positions that she was rendered speechless. Her eyes were surely bulging out of her head by now. It seemed like all three men were done undressing themselves all at once. Now, they were looking at her with similar smirks and lustful eyes while drinking in her erected naked body.
There was something sinfully innocent about her kneeling all naked with a hand covered her mouth and eyes wide like saucers.
She giggled. Giggled? At a time like this? Oh yeah, she giggled at the extreme ludicrous of this situation. Yes, ludicrous, because how in the hell did a girl like her managed to have these three delicious looking guys all to herself? Somebody up above was playing a mean joke in her, she was sure. Maybe all of this was just an illusion because she was stuck in the desert somehow and this was her version of an oasis. Life could be so cruel sometimes.
Be it dreamlike or reality, she was going to make the best of it and would not regret any moment from here on out.
"Please turn around," asked Aivy while gesturing her finger in a circle motion.
The guys obeyed and turned around so that their asses were in her line of vision. Of course they all had the same idea and flexed their gluteus muscles at once. Oh God, what was it about a guy's butt flexing that tuned her on so much? She had lost count of how many weaknesses that she had when it came to a guy's body.
"Ok, you can turn around now," she addressed them after she was satisfied with her ogling.
"Aivy, enough of this bullshit! I am ready to fuck you now," demanded Brad as he was getting ready to pound her once and for all.
"No, not yet," Aivy protested with her arm stretched out in front of her, affectively halted Brad's movement at arm's length.
Without wasting another second, Aivy grabbed a hold of Nick's cock and gave it a firm squeeze. Nick's eyes quickly closed at the feel of her warm hand on his throbbing cock. He was so used to seeing his cock in his own hands but now that it was being stroked by her fragile fingers, his cock looked almost unnaturally big. It grew thicker and angrier in her hand, if that was even possible.
While she had Nick immobile for the time being, her other free hand was itching for something to do. She reached out and grabbed Shawn's equally hard cock in her hand.
"Mmmm…Oh, that feels good, baby," Shawn whimpered with his eyes closed. He was arching forward trying to make Aivys’ hand moved faster and gripped tighter on his cock.
Aivy stroked the cocks in tandem. Her fingers wrapped affectively tight around each men while sliding her hands smoothly from the sensitive tips to the base.
"Mmmmmm," moaned Nick deep in his throat.
DING...DING, off went the bell that told her she had won her most awaited price, Nick's moans. She let out a soft moan of her own after hearing his. Her hands instinctively tightened around them and her movements became faster and harder, as if she might jerk the dicks off of his body.
"Fuck..." Shawn offered a soft sigh and a grunt.
With the two men slowly melting in the palm of her hands, Aivy turned her head catching Brad's heated gaze on her. She cocked her head motioning to the side of the bed telling him to move there.
"Come closer to me, baby," she requested.
Brad quickly moved closer to Aivy until his jutting cock was almost touching her face.
Aivy crawled forward on her knees until she was at the edge of the bed. She never wavered her pleasuring on the cocks that were currently nestled in her hands. She lowered herself until she was fully seated on the soft bed with her legs touching the carpet.
She turned her head fully to her side to where Brad was standing and opened her mouth as to signal him of what she wanted. Brad understood Aivy’s silent request and grabbed his cock in his hand, jerked it a few times, then placed its reddish tip on the top of her tongue. She moved her head back a little so that the tip of het tongue was now touching the pre-cum that was oozing out of Brad's dick.
"Mmmmm, you always tasted so good, baby," she uttered softly and sensually right before she let her pink lips wrapped around the head of his pulsating cock and sucked it hard into her mouth. Once she got the entire tip in, she rolled her tongue around the underside of the sensitive area.
"Fuck… oh fuck…baby," Brad chanted incoherently at the feel of the initial shock of her hot mouth, slippery tongue, and her suction that rivals the suction of a vacuum cleaner. He had been waiting for what seemed like forever for some kind of relief on his hot member. Now, he could finally closed his eyes and enjoy the wonderful feeling of his dick finally engulfed in a hot sauna.
The movement of her hands became jerky and less fluid on Nick and Shawn's dick. They opened their eyes just in time to witness their sex kitten widen her mouth as she slowly slipping a big veiny cock into the back of her throat. Her eyes were tightly closed and a couple of tears had already begun to fall from the corners of her eyes. She tilted her head back further while Brad leaned in a little more so that almost half of his cock had disappeared within her mouth and near her throat. Brad's hips jerked ever so slightly not to make her choked on his dick that caused Aivy to let out a string of unrecognizable throaty noises.
After only a few seconds of the throat invasion, Aivy dislodged Brad's dick from its temporary home by pushing him to take a step back with the hand that was once holding Nick's dick.
"Damn, baby, where did you learn to suck a cock like that?" asked Nick in amusement.
"Jesus, Aivy...you could make a guy cum by just watching you," added Shawn who had his one hand on his hips and the other was lazily jerking his member back and forth in Aivy's grip.
"That's my girl," Brad said proudly with a snobbish smirk on his face while rubbing his well lubricated cock in his hand. Damn that sexy smirk of his.
"I'm just talented like that," replied Aivy who was quite satisfied at their reactions. Quite frankly, she didn't know what all the fussed was about that all men would go crazy when they saw a girl deep-throat a cock.
In her mind, she didn't find the act all that pretty while performing it. It was just the opposite, really. Sometimes when she watched the porn of the girls deep-throating a guy, they looked quite ugly, in her opinion, with their mouths wide open, the tears gushing down the cheeks, the mascara running forming ugly black circles and smudges, the saliva dripping from the chin, and that gagging noise that always made Aivy turned her head from the TV screen.
Gross and plain messy. But what did she know?
However, sex wasn't meant to be neat and clean. Sex was supposed to be animalistic, messy, and down right dirty. When she was too lost in the lust, she didn't give a damn whether or not she looked appropriate for the viewers.
Aivy halted her mind from wandering too far off topic and resumed her tasks at hands, literally speaking. She quickly grabbed Nick's bobbing cock again and gave it a quick rub down, which caused him to jerk his hips forward. She slowly wormed her way down between the bed and the hard bodies. Once she was comfortable in her spot on the floor, she rose up on her knees with her face at level with the three super hard cocks, her cock de jour.
She rubbed her hands on their members slowly while staring in amazement at the mere size of each fully hard cock.. She stuck her pink tongue out and tasted the clear liquid on the tip of Nick's cock, noting the tangy taste of his essence. Aivy couldn't resist the urge to swallow him whole.
So she did.
Without giving him any touches that would give him the indication of her getting ready to suck him off, she hollowed out her cheeks and rapidly engulfed as much of his length as she could into her hot and awaiting mouth. The tip of his cock reached near the back of her throat in one swoop while her fingers tightened around the base of his cock for added pleasure.
"Holy fucking God," exclaimed Nick loudly as he was surprised at her quick movements. The sudden heat that enflamed his already throbbing cock overwhelmed his sensory system and almost made him doubled over with its force. He didn't know of any girl who could just deep-throat him in one fluid movement without any preparations. Where the hell had she been all of his life?
Her throat muscles began to contract around the tip of Nick's dick as she swallowed repeatedly. To top it all off, she began to hum some unrecognized melody that vibrated around his shaft down to his toes. He looked down at the subject of his lust and was in awed at how fucking hot she looked at this moment.
"Fuck, Aivy...fuck...baby...oh God..." was Nick's string of incoherence.
"Well, that's the idea, buddy," joked Brad who was now lazily stroking his cock.
Nick was too far gone with unadulterated bliss to have heard Brad's passing comment, while Shawn looked over to Brad with a quirk of his one eyebrow. Brad just smiled at Shawn and shook his head dismissing the silent question. He was in no mood to explain his humor.
Aivy's fingers continued to stroke the remaining distance between her lips and the base of his shaft until she felt that her jaws were aching. She slowly pulled his member away from her throat then she bobbed her head back and forth while sucking on him hard with her tongue moving about under his member.
Nick's hands immediately touched the top of her head as his fingers wove into her silky hair and his head thrown back. He began to guide her head to a rhythm of his liking and jerked his hips a little too franticly to her liking.
'So he's trying to take control of the situation. I'll show him who's in control,' thought Aivy.
She soon began her course of actions. Her hand left the comfort of Shawn's dick, that she had been hastily stroking, and grabbed Nick's balls. She slightly massaged his balls while still sucking and licking him with all of her might. She tilted her head a little more and tightened her jaw then she clamped her teeth down along his length, not too hard but enough force to sting. At the same time, the hand that was on the base of his dick retracted until her nails clamped down on the hot rod creating shadows of little half moon shapes on the surface of his cock, while her other hand that was massaging his balls gave them a tighter squeeze.
When all of her pain inflicting actions happened simultaneously, it gave Nick a jolt of pain that felt more like an electric shock. Within a second after initial shock took place, Aivy went back to pleasuring him as if he had just imagined all of the passing thrilling sensations.
"Holy mother fucking shit…oh God, baby," yelped Nick who was caught so off guard when one moment he felt teeth, finger nails on his precious member, and hard pressure on his balls and the next moment he felt the soothing pleasures all over his nether region but the tingly feelings still lingered on all over his nervous system.
He couldn't catalogue the pleasure or the pain because when both sensations were mixed in, the jolt of electricity that ran through his body was making his dick harden painfully and at the verge of exploding. His balls tightened without any warning and he was lost in the midst of pure white pleasure as he shot his load into her willing mouth. He felt like he was cumming nonstop.
He screamed her name loudly as he continued to feel her lips sucking all of his cum out of his body. His thrusts became jerky as he slowly descended from the height of a surprised but extremely explosive orgasm.
"Holy shit...wow...baby," Nick stammered after he had gotten his breathing to a point where he could speak again. He opened his eyes and looked at the sexual devil reincarnated and saw her staring into his soul while the remnants of his juice lingered on her face and some in the corner of her mouth. When he saw her stuck her little tongue out and licked it all up then swallowed the remainder, it made his heart constricted.
At the sound of her satisfying moan and sexy know-it-all smirk, he couldn't help himself and reached down to kiss her hard like he'd never kissed anyone like that again. He could taste himself on her tongue. So exquisite and erotic.
"Shit, that was fucking hot, man," Shawn's voice jolted the kissing couple back to reality.
"Damn, darling, you got me almost shooting my load," Brad said after stopping the stroking of his hand on his still throbbing dick, not wanting to cum too soon. He was sporting a satisfying smirk on his face knowing full well how Nick was feeling while being sucked off by Aivy's talented mouth.
Brad had been at the receiving end of her wrath many times before. Whenever he was trying to take control of a similar situation, she immediately showed him who was still the boss. Ironically, his reaction to her pleasure/pain treatment was exactly how Nick's body reacted.
Aivy’s way might be a little unconventional but it always left him wanting more. Every time that any of his military buddies had grimaced at the mention of teeth and nails on their precious members, he always smirked knowingly and told them to try it before they dished it.
Nick’s loud breath intake attracted the attention of all occupants in the room. Two sets of envious eyes and one set of smugness almond shaped eye fell on his lean body. The intensity of his orgasm left him a little unstable on his feet. Nick felt a bit dizzy so he took a couple of steps forward through the naked bodies and sat down on the bed in order to regain his composure.
"Where in the fuck have you been hiding her, man?" Nick inquired half heartedly as he was still stuck in his post coital haze. He was now supporting his upper body as he propped it up on his elbows.
"Dude, she's one in a million so it's kinda hard for me to share my treasure," Brad answered smugly.
"Ok, you guys can now stop talking about me like I'm not even here, or like I'm some kind of inanimate objects," Aivy chimed in, less amused.
Secretly, she was very pleased to know that the guys praised her in the manner that would make most people blushed. Aivy had been told so many times before that she was good at giving head and she loved doing so, therefore she was quite confident about her ability.
In her opinion, a way through a man's heart is not through his stomach but through his penis in her mouth. Plain and simple.
Men were easy creatures to figure out. Once you could satisfy them in a way that they couldn't satisfy themselves then you'd have them eating out of the palms of your hands.
"Oh baby, you're anything but an inanimate object," Shawn added as he was playing with her hair affectionately. His eyes were dead locked with Aivy's and his lust was still emanating through the blue orbs.
Upon seeing the needs in Shawn's eyes burning holes through her, Aivy turned her body slightly to her left so that Shawn's hard cock was positioned right in front of her face. Earlier in the evening, she had already tasted Brad and Nick. Now it was only fair that she would give Shawn's dick the same treatment.
Without any further ado, Aivy trailed her hands up his legs, from his ankles to his hips. While her eyes never left Shawn’s, her hands snaked around his muscular thighs and latched onto the globe of his nice firm ass. She pulled him forward and simultaneously opened her mouth so that his hard member would lodge into her mouth by the momentum of her movement.
Affectively, at the initial insertion of his cock, Aivy engulfed more than half of Shawn’s length within her awaiting mouth. She only paused for a brief second so that Shawn could adjust to the abrupt change in temperature on a certain part of his anatomy. Aivy also wanted to let him know that now she had gained complete control over his body; and that he would be putty in her hands if she chose to make him that way.
"Fuck...f-...FUCK!" Shawn nearly screamed when his throbbing member was suddenly encaged inside of her molten hot mouth. The sensation of her wet tongue swiping the pre-cum that was oozing out of the tiny slit on the almost purple head, to the feeling like his dick was on fire, then sensation of the tip of his long cock hitting the back of her throat made Shawn's knee almost buckled. This little vixen in front of him was definitely living up to her legendary skills. In one full swoop, she was almost able to bring a man of his stature down to his knees. He could now die a happy man, although right now he would rather have her suck him off a little bit more.
Aivy hummed deep in her throat in appreciation of her dick-full mouth. Her hands squeezed his ass before her left hand trailed downward and cupped his heavy ball sack while her fingers on her right hand circled tightly at the base of his cock. Aivy's hands and mouth began to in tandem. There was the sucking, the licking, the massaging of the balls, the heavy pressure on the base of his dick, and worst of all, the overwhelming stimulation of the sensitive bulbous head.
"Mmmmm, that's it baby...suck him harder...let him know the power that you have over us," Brad encouraged as he witnessed his best friend losing his self preservation.
Brad was now sitting comfortably on the bed near Nick as he was getting a bird's eye view of the action.
Brad's words urged Aivy on even more. She pulled her head back until Shawn's cock was almost flopping out of her mouth. Her tongue protruded between her swollen lips as it strung a long strand of saliva between his dick and her boneless appendage.
"Damn, you look so fucking hot doing that, Aivy," appraised Nick as he erected his upper body on his one elbow and stroking his cock half hazardly with the other free hand.
Aivy replied with a seductive smile then her eyes darted up to Shawn's handsome face only to be awarded with an enamored expression that was clearly displayed. Aivy lapped up all of the stringy saliva and wrapped her lips around the tip of Shawn's dick as her tongue continued to tease the sensitive head.
"Holy shit...baby...baby...you have to stop now. I want fuck you. NOW!" Shawn managed to find his voice and demanded for Aivy to release him from her constricting mouth. He was on the verge of an explosive orgasm and he wanted to feel her pussy enveloped his hot throbbing cock instead.
The whole time that Aivy was taking turn pleasuring each guy, she completely ignored the purring sensation that her pussy was emitting. She was sure that she was dripping wet and had never been this horny. The overpowering sense of loss when her pussy was not being touched was beginning to take a toll on her mind and over stimulated body.
Aivy decided that it was about time that she stopped the foreplay and move on to the main event. She could not bare another second of her pussy craving to be filled by one of the three hard cocks, or by all of them.
"Then what the hell are you waiting for?" asked Aivy deadpan as if she was asking about something from her grocery list instead of her demanding a fucking hot and sexy stud to fuck her six ways from Sunday.
Aivy's mind quickly registered all movements around her at once. Brad and Nick quickly stood up from the bed and converged behind her back while Shawn bend down to help Aivy up from her kneeling position. No doubt her knees were sporting red caps from bearing all of her weight on them for too long.
Once Shawn managed to get Aivy back up on her feet, he quickly closed the distance between them and planted his lips squarely on hers. Of course Aivy was caught off guard by his sudden movement so Shawn slipped his tongue expertly inside of her already agape mouth. His tongue caressed hers and entwined with hers like they were doing the famous Lambada. When he was satisfied with massaging her tongue, he sucked the tip of her tongue into his mouth like how she had sucked his dick earlier.
"Mmmmm," Aivy moan loudly as she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him into her tighter. Her sultry moans spurred the other two occupants in the room on.
Shawn's hands were everywhere on her body. He rubbed, fondled, and squeezed anywhere that his hands could grab onto. All the while that she was occupied with kissing Shawn, she felt that her body was protesting her that if within the next few moments nothing else happened, it would completely shut down on her for not getting its release. Everywhere that she was touched, her body enflamed with sear hot desire that was boiling underneath the thin surface of her skin.
Aivy became frantic and desperate. Her hands were touching everywhere over Shawn's body with no particular paths or destinations; as if touching him would ease her pain, her lust. Aivy felt like she was slowly dying from too much desire, too much lust.
"Please, please...SOMEONE FUCK ME NOW BEFORE I GO CRAZY!" Aivy practically screamed near Shawn's ears after she had abruptly ended their bruising kiss.
"My little Asian is always so demanding," Brad's voice entered her ears from far away. She couldn't pinpoint his exact position because her mind was a little hazy at the moment.
"Just you wait until I get my big dick into that little tight and hot pussy of yours, baby," warned Nick as he was now close enough to her that his chest was pressing against her back like a solid wall of muscles. His breath was tickling her ear which ultimately sent more shivers down her spine and into her angry pussy. Angry, because it had not been satisfied in any way shape or form.
Shawn urgently lifted her pliant body up so that her legs was automatically wrapped around his waist and slowly walked around the bed until he was near the headboard.
"Don't you worry, baby. We will fuck you ‘till Kingdom come. Then we will fuck you some more until you're barely able to walk," promised Shawn with conviction as he deposited both of them down onto the bed, not too gently, which caused Aivy to bounce a little from the soft and springy mattress.
"Are you ready to be fuck, darling?" asked Shawn as he whispered seductively into her ear while nibbling on her earlobe. He was hovering over Aivy’s humming body as he was staring right into her intense gaze. There was no trace of playfulness left on his face but instead, he was looking at her with all seriousness that was only considered as deadly with the intent to kill.
"Yes, baby, yes please...I feel like I'm dying," Aivy pleaded as if her life was hanging on by the last thread. She sounded so desperate, so wanton, and so defeated that she could hardly recognize herself.
Normally she would never put herself in a situation where she had no control over every aspect of her life. So at this moment of her life, planking tightly along Shawn's warm and muscular body, she became a slave to her own body’s need. She had already given up her self preservation long before this moment. As soon as she was touched by the gentle hands of the three handsome devils, her body was theirs to play with, theirs to worship, and theirs to reward with the ultimate level of ecstasy. For once in Aivy's adult life, she had surrendered herself fully and willingly.
"God…Aivy, you are fucking dripping," said Shawn as his hand wandered from her torso down to her bare pussy and rubbing his finger along the slippery slit. "Mmmm, feeling and seeing you so ready for me like this, baby, is making me so fucking hard." Shawn punctuated the word "hard" by pressing his hot cock against the apex of her thighs.
"No...no...no, Shawn, please don't stop," Aivy protested at the loss of Shawn's finger on her pulsating cunt. She was beginning to feel like her soul was about to leave her body so that she would rather watch herself getting fucked instead of having to endure the feeling of impending explosion.
Shawn's hand disappeared for a moment then reappeared on the globe of her ass. He slowly massaged her outer thigh then slithered his hand downward towards her knee. Shawn worked his hand around the inner part of her knee then lifted her knees up and over his waist.
"Quit playing and fuck me already," Aivy snapped hotly.
"Always a bossy little one, aren't you, baby?" Shawn teased her while distracting her from the fact that he was about to impaled her with his God given walking stick.
Without any warning, Shawn lifted her leg off of his waist and up into the air while his rock hard dick slid easily inside of her burning pussy until his pubic hair was rubbing against her ass.
"OH-MY-FUCKING-GOD...That felt so fucking good, Shawn," Aivy screamed out her satisfying relief.
"Hot damn baby, I've been waiting to do this all day," Shawn whimpered between a groan and a moan. He didn't even allow Aivy time to adjust to his size as he began to piston his rod in and out of her pussy. He guessed that a little pain along with a lot of pleasure was what Aivy always thrived for. She was a masochist at heart. The wet sound of their flesh hitting against each other was the only sound that emanated the bedroom.
"Oh God, baby, please don't stop. Right there, yeah, oh...oh," Aivy chanted while being pummeled by Shawn's big and veiny cock.
"Ugh ugh ugh," groaned Shawn rhythmically every time his dick hit pit bottom inside of her slippery pussy.
"Baby, I'm...I'm...Ahhhhhhh!" screamed Aivy as her pussy wall was closing in rapidly on the impingement that was Shawn's dick.
Aivy's world exploded behind her tightly closed eyes as she was experiencing the most explosive orgasms by far. As soon as the stars behind Aivy’s eyelids stopped twirling and the sense of needs drastically subsided, she let out a heavy sigh of relief.
Shawn also halted his constant pounding in her pussy and just stared at her in awe. He placed his head in the crook of her neck to inhale her heady scent.
“You’re beautiful,” Shawn whispered as he was trying to control his natural body’s reflex of wanting to continue driving his cock in and out of Aivy’s still pulsating pussy. He had to stop himself and admired her radiance as she was going through her climax. Her face showed pure ecstasy as her eyes were flittering between half opened and closed. A soft smile spread across her face as she was climbing down from the top of her orgasmic mountain. ‘A beautiful sight to behold, indeed,’ Shawn thought.
Aivy looked up to Shawn’s face and was as impressed with how devastatingly handsome he looked hovering breathlessly over her well-spent body like this.
“Alright, you two, time for the real fun to continue,” Brad’s voice reached Aivy’s ears and brought her out of her heated gaze with Shawn.
Brad walked over to the bed and laid down facing the entangled couple. His hand reached out and fondled Aivy’s right breast with urgency. No doubt he had been anxiously waiting to be inside of her body in any way that he could. He had been lingering on the sideline long enough and he was not a very patient man by nature.
“Let me dip my cock in her pussy for a moment, man,” Brad directed his demand towards Shawn in a more possessive manner than he had intended. Brad felt as though Aivy was his to fuck in the beginning and his haze of lust was turning him into a selfish man.
No matter. He needed to be inside of her for just a moment then they can work out the mechanics of the situation later, after he was fully sated of course.
Shawn looked over to Brad with a pensive look for a brief moment and nodded in defeat. He slowly dislodged his still throbbing cock out of her wet pussy and rolled himself over to the other side of Aivy. She whimpered at the loss of Shawn’s hot dick that was stretching her pussy.
“Only for you that I would stop my impending cum, dude. You should feel special,” Shawn huffed in agitation but he obliged to Brad’s outlandish request nonetheless.
“Oh, quit your whining, man, you’ll get yours soon enough,” Brad said impassively as he turned Aivy over to the side so that her back was now pressed up against his chest while she was facing the pouting Shawn.
Once he was satisfied with the new body arrangement, Brad quickly lifted Aivy’s leg over his hip so that her pussy was once again out on display for the other occupants in the room to see. He guided his aching cock inside of the heated cavern in one fluid movement. Brad did not pause for Aivy to adjust to the intrusion of his cock. He began his pumping in a maddening speed. His free hand reached underneath her arm, over her chest, and grabbed onto her shoulder as he anchored himself to her body for more of his pounding.
“Fuck, Brad, how about a little warning next time?” hissed Aivy only after a few moans of her own from Brad’s aggressive claim of her pussy. She turned her head to the side in order to deliver a distress glare in Brad’s direction. All she got for return was a smirk on his handsome face and a chased kiss on her lips.
“Don’t you worry, darling, you’ll get your warning the next time I rail you in the ass,” replied Brad mischievously.
During the brief moment that Aivy’s head was turn, Shawn had lowered his head and placed several wet kisses along the column of Aivy’s neck. His dick was still throbbing and threatening him of cutting off the blood circulation to the area the next time he intended on having a hard-on, if he would not hurry up and allowed it some relief.
Aivy’s head movement was limited due to the fact that Shawn was still nibbling on her earlobe and neck while his hand was massaging her free breast and tweaking her nipple.
“Shawn, kiss me,” Aivy demanded.
“Be happy to, baby,” Shawn’s muffled replied was heard as he slowly moved his hand from her breast up to her face. He lowered his head and glued his lips to hers with pent-up frustration. Shawn pried her lips apart wider and delved his tongue deeper into her mouth, touching everything in its path.
Brad was watching the couple kissing with abandoned passion that he felt a tinge of sympathy for Shawn. He knew how frustrating it had to be when he wanted his own release and was forced to stop in the middle of it. No man would be able to stop but Shawn, being his best friend, had enough respect for Brad’s relationship with Aivy that he was willing to step aside and let Brad took over. What kind of a friend would he be if he had offered Shawn something and immediately took it back anytime he wanted?
Brad slowed his pumping of Aivy’s pussy until he came to a stop. He pulled himself all the way out of her nectar despite how much his body protested because it was beginning to feel at home inside of her hot and oh-so-wet pussy. Brad slowly raised his knee up so that his right foot was now flat on the bed. This action caused Aivy’s leg that was tiredly draped on his hip to spread farther apart and allowed him more room for his hand to play.
Aivy, while busy kissing Shawn, was acutely aware of the lack of activity down below. Since just moments ago, she felt as though she was on the verge of another explosive orgasm. She wanted to investigate what was going on, or not going on, down there but she couldn’t tear herself away from Shawn’s addictive kisses. So Aivy let her frustration known by bucking her ass hard against Brad’s crotch several times in hopes that he would continued his tapping on her hotspot.
“Hold on for just a second, baby,” Brad’s chuckled vibrated through his chest and into her back.
Brad averted his eyes to his other friend Nick, who was now sitting at the edge of the bed as if he had not moved since he landed there after his charged orgasm. Nick was facing the threesome with a yearning look on his face while stroking his semi-hard dick lazily.
“Nick, I need you to distribute some extra lubricant for me, man,” requested Brad as his head tilted curtly downward indicating Aivy’s pussy.
Without needing any extra hint or encouragement, Nick scooted closer to Aivy’s wide open pussy and ran his fingers along the slick slit. He scooped up enough of her juice on his fingers then immediately spread it down towards to her puckered hole.
“Aivy, have I ever told you that you have the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen?” Nick commented as he was examining the object of his affection at the moment.
Aivy blushed profusely at Nick’s compliment.
If she had time to relive this moment later in the comfort of her own home, she would find that her blushing right now was a little bit outdated. Here she was, in between three naked men who were doing ungodly things to her body and she blushed at a simple compliment? Oh well, she was a simple girl after all. She couldn’t control any of her body’s reactions now, could she? She wouldn’t want to control them anyway.
Back to the task at hand, Nick continued to rub his fingers around her tight opening a few times before lowering his head in between the cramped space until his nose was buried in the cleft of her ass.
“Oh…oh…w-what’s going on?”Aivy breathed out in surprised once Shawn had retreated back from kissing her. She looked down just in time to see Nick dove into her with his head between her legs, only after feeling the sudden swiping movements of fingers on her pussy and her exit-only entrance.
“Oh, he’s getting you ready, darling,” Brad whispered suggestively into Aivy’s ear.
She could feel him grinning from ear to ear. “Getting me ready for what?” asked Aivy as her eyes scanned around from one naked guy to another searching for answers.
“Now don’t play innocent, darling. You know exactly what we’re prepping you for,” replied Brad a little too smugly, much to Aivy’s chagrin.
Aivy had a faint idea of what Brad was talking about but he had always been so mysterious about almost everything which always made Aivy unsure of his intentions.
“Why, your ass of course,” added Brad deadpan before Aivy had any chance to utter another word, “You know I want to pop your virgin ass, don’t you? It’ll be so sweet and feel so fucking good that you’ll want it all the time.”
Aivy shivered at Brad’s revelations. She was beginning to feel the heat creeping up her body and produced little droplets of sweat along her hairline. She was getting nervous and she didn’t know why.
Aivy knew that getting into this situation with the guys would eventually make her open herself up to them, in more ways than one. But now that reality was rearing its ugly head, she was getting a little freaked out. Mainly because she didn’t know if there would be any possible consequences of ass-play, or how any of their dicks would fit comfortably inside of her body. There were so many questions in her inquisitive mind and so little time; or in this case, no time for answers.
Nick’s tongue was doing a fine job of distracting Aivy from thinking too much. He moved his tongues swiftly from her drenched pussy to her asshole while leaving extra lubrication around the puckered area. After a few moments of back and forth sweeping, Nick slowly moved his head out of the compacted area as he propped his body back on his elbow. His face was now mere inches from Aivy’s glistening crotch. Nick painstakingly inserted his thumb into her gaping pussy a few times then he slowly wedged his middle finger into the tight ring of her asshole. With the generous amount of lubrication that he placed on the area, his finger slipped in her ass with ease. Nick expertly worked both fingers in and out of Aivy’s nether region until she was pushing her body down onto his fingers in order to get more frictions.
“More…more, please,” pleaded Aivy as her head was pressing hard against the pillow while her hips were moving around chasing for more of whatever Nick was giving her.
Nick obliged to Aivy’s desperate pleads and slowly inserted another finger into her ass along with his middle finger. He performed a cross-scissor action within her tight hole in order to work it loose a little bit more. All the while, he placed fleeting kisses along the inner thigh of her leg that was pressed flatly on the bed.
“I think she’s ready, man,” Shawn suggested impatiently because he still had not had a chance to come, and his body was now in dire need of stimulations. Laying here beside the responsive vixen while hearing her pleading moans and her pliant body pressed against his, was making Shawn’s lust peaked rather rapidly.
All movements around Aivy stopped except for her own wiggling ass.
Nick slowly pulled his fingers out of her wet orifices and sat up so that he could assist his friends in any way that he could. He quickly grabbed Aivy’s ankle and grazed his lips along the inner part of it while raising her leg higher as his kisses climbed closer to the apex of her thigh. Once he almost reached her most sensitive area, Nick retreated with ease but his hand still firmly secured around the ankle and kept it up in the air.
With Nick’s help, Brad was having an easier time adjusting his horizontal position so that his cock was now placed directly outside of her wet puckered hole.
“Are you ready for this, darling?” Brad asked as the head of his penis pressed tightly against her tight back entrance.
“Just do it,” Aivy whispered unsurely and took in a deep breath as to ready her self for some serious intrusion and pain.
“Look at me, baby,” Shawn demanded as he locked eyes with the Asian vixen. He lowered his head to her ear and whispered encouraging words to ease her nerves. “You’re gonna love it once we can fill you up to the brim. Your pussy is gonna be fucked so good that I’ll bet you’ll squirt for us, won’t you baby? You like to be dominated by big hard cocks, don’t you?” Shawn’s dirty words immediately eliminated any doubts or fears in Aivy’s eyes.
“Oh God…”Aivy whimpered softly but the raging desire in her increased ten fold. “Shawn, please fuck me!”
Wordlessly Shawn claimed her lips once again. He liked kissing her. He liked being able to connect with her on an intimate level anytime he felt like it without being too obscene.
Kissing was always Shawn’s favorite thing to do with a woman because a kiss was a lot more expressive than just the drive of the dick. Even though fucking was a lot more fun, but anybody could fuck and still didn’t know anything about the person writhing underneath them. However, through a kiss one could tell whether or not that person was holding back any emotions. Through a GOOD kiss, one would be more easily persuaded to let one’s inhibition flew with the wind and if lucky, occasionally lost control.
With that being said, Shawn’s control was beginning to spiral again. Shawn refrained from detaching his lips away from Aivy’s frantic kiss. He lowered his hand from her face to his jutting dick and eagerly drove it on home, inside of Aivy’s hot pussy.
“Mmmm,” Aivy hummed in appreciation when her pussy was being stretched again. Her throaty moans became louder by the thrusts administered.
“Oh…damn baby…so fucking good…so fucking hot,” Shawn murmured after he broke away from Aivy for some much needed air.
“Shawn, you’ve got to stop for a moment, dude,” Nick suggested.
“Fuck. I can’t, man. I can’t s-stop …too good, too FUCKING good,” answered Shawn brokenly. He punctuated the word fucking by ramming his rod hard into Aivy which caused her to scream out loud at the ferocious thrust.
“Damn it, Shawn,” Brad huffed impatiently as his dick was ready to make its appearance inside of Aivy’s virgin asshole.
“Fuck, baby, I can’t fucking hold it any longer. Your pussy feels so fucking good. I’m g-going t-t-to fucking cum inside of you. NOW,” Shaw grunted loudly and strung out his words with urgency. His thrusting became even more frantic and he lost his natural rhythm as his last ounce of restrain was being squeezed out of him and through his dick by the continual grip of her pussy walls.
“Oh Shawn, oh fuck, baby…s-so good, please don’t stop,” Aivy solicited wantonly.
Shawn didn’t care any longer. He had to get his long awaited release.
So he did.
He thrust up in Aivy, hard, one last time and immediately felt the tightening of his stomach through his balls, and finally bursting the sprouts of semen into her pussy like a goddamn cannon ball.
He felt like he kept squirting and squirting. The pulsing of his dick didn’t seem to cease for a long time. Until finally he thrust a few shallow thrusts and completely stopped.
Shawn rested his forehead against the stilled vixen. His breathing was still very labored and shallow; his heart was beating out of his chest; and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Shawn felt as though the semen that he had just deposited within Aivy’s womb was his life force; because at this moment all of the muscles in his body had refused to move. Some muscles in his ass and legs were cramping like there was no tomorrow. In other words, he was just a fucking mass of listless limbs. Somebody was going to have to physically remove him from his spot. Easier said than done right? Right.
“Oh Shawn, are you alright baby?” Aivy asked with a little concern mixed with amusement in her voice. After she had felt the spurts of hot cum in her pussy, she too was almost on the verge of another orgasm but Shawn’s frantic movements kept him from hitting that button in the back of her uterus that would give her the stimulations she needed. So she couldn’t cum, much to her disappointment.
Now, Shawn was just laying there breathing hard and not moving at all. The arm that was draping across her waist somehow had gotten a lot heavier than she remembered. It was almost as if his whole body weight had been transferred onto his arm.
“Shhhh, baby, just give him a moment,” Nick suggested as he lowered her leg onto the mattress and soothed out the pressure that his fingers put on her ankle. His other hand was massaging methodically along the inner thigh of her other leg.
Nick knew quite well from experience that when a guy was hit with an orgasm of that intensity and magnitude, it would take him a while longer to recover. Seeing that Shawn was denied of his orgasm for so long, they would have to give him an extended amount of time for his body to put itself back together. Shawn’s body only needed to regenerate just enough energy for him to dislodge himself from Aivy.
“Oh, baby, I think I love you,” Shawn said jokingly as he finally gathered enough wit and strength for himself. He planted his lips hard against the surprised Aivy before slowly pulling his flaccid member out of her still dripping pussy.
Shawn sat up, a little too quickly because he got a little bit light headed, and ran his hands through his messy sticky hair. He shook his head slowly in disbelief while smirking slightly at Nick and Brad then averted his eyes back to the bewildered Aivy, “Un-fucking-believable.”
“Y-you lov-…oh okay,” Aivy just couldn’t finish her statement because she was just dumbfounded at what Shawn had just said out loud.
No way. No fucking way that he could seriously love her. Right? No fucking way because they had only just met. He had got to be kidding. Yes, he was joking because she saw the sparkles in his eyes as he was smiling down at her while he proclaimed his love for her.
Geez, why did she have to pick this moment to take them seriously? No matter. She was a big girl and she could take a joke here and there. ‘That’s your problem, Aivy. You think too damn much all the fucking time,’ Aivy smacked herself mentally.
“You alright now, man?” Brad inquired lazily as his hand was rubbing unrecognized patterns on Aivy’s arm, leg, and chest.
“Never been better, dude,” answered Shawn who now was getting off of the bed so that Nick could take his place next to Aivy. He was too eager for his friend to have his dick dominated by Aivy’s pliant pussy. What a fucking phenomenon it was.
“Now where were we, darling?” Brad whispered suggestively into Aivy’s ear.
“Oh, I believe you were about to give my ass an introduction,” Aivy turned her head in order to look at Brad in the eyes. She always liked to measure his reactions after any of her crude comments.
“I believe that you are right, my Lightning,” replied Brad before he moved closer and claimed her lips in a heady kiss.
Aivy felt the bed dipped next to her a moment later as she pulled away from Brad’s kiss for air. She quip her head around and found herself looking straight into Nick’s lustful eyes.
“Nick,” Aivy called out to him longingly.
Out of all the men here with her tonight, Nick was the most quiet. Aivy noticed that he liked to communicate through his eyes, while Brad was very vocal with his words and demands due to his military background, and Shawn expressed his ways through physical contacts from a small brush of the hands through full blown kisses.
Nicks’ eyes, however, were always very expressive and intense. Aivy often found herself lost within them for a long period of times without either of them uttered a word. Nick could convey most of what he was feeling through the slight change of the intensity in his orbs. Furthermore, Nicks’ words and actions never seemed hurried but always more languid and thought out.
“Oh, Nick…” Aivy whimpered needily.
Nick lowered himself down onto the mattress until his face and body were only a breath away from Aivy’s. He placed his leg in between hers which caused her right leg to automatically lift over his hips. This position allowed his hard dick to be in the close proximity of her pussy.
“Aivy,” Nick hummed in excitement and anticipation, “I am ready to be blown away by you now, my sex-on-heels.” Nick’s hand slithered in between their bodies and grabbed a hold of his throbbing cock. Without wasting anymore precious time, Nick steadily placed the tip of his cock at her gleaming pussy. He applied a bit of pressure on his dick and slowly inched his way into the fleshed canal until the top of his dick hit a wall that prevented him from push in any further.
“Mmmmm, you are so fucking tight and hot, baby. I can stay inside of you forever,” Nick breathed out delightfully.
“Oh-Holy-Fucking-Shit, Nick. Your cock feels so fucking big inside of my pussy. I’ve never been stretched this much before,” Aivy practically screamed out loud with her eyes bulging out of her head, almost.
“I’m beginning to feel offended, Lightning,” Brad interfered, “You’ve never said that to me before.”
“Don’t be such a baby, Brad,” chided Aivy as the pain in her pussy was getting ready to be too much for her and she didn’t want it to hinder their activities.
“I’m not, baby, just stating the facts,” Brad backtracked because he really didn’t want to upset the already slightly irritated vixen.
Once Nick’s dick was seated fully inside of Aivy’s womb, she felt that her pussy was being stretched beyond its normal capacity. Her usually thick pussy lips were now so thin that they were barely visible. She felt like he might tear her apart and it was beginning to hurt. She had always thought that Brad’s dick was big but now that she had Nick inside of her, she was able to make a more educated comparison of who’s bigger. It might be just too big for her.
Yes, there was such a thing as too big.
“Nick, please,” Aivy pleaded urgently, “please move because it’s too painful for me to bear.”
“Shawn, find me some oil, man,” ordered Nick as he lifted his head up to look at the fully recovered Shawn.
“It’s in the bathroom near the sink,” added Aivy as she chose to ignore the pain that was slowly increased in intensity. “And please hurry!”
Although Aivy’s pussy was still wet from her previous orgasm, the natural slick substance had quickly seeped back into her body as Nick’s dick intruded in the tight space. He knew that most girls that he had been with could only take half of his member when it was fully erected. With Aivy, he was able to fully push himself in until he felt his pubic hair was rubbing against her pussy. That little fact, in and of itself, was quite impressive in his opinion.
Nick attentively applied shallow strokes within Aivy’s pussy without agitating the walls around his hot member and causing her more pain. He could tell that she was getting used to the sensation of being fully stretched because her leg was relaxed a little bit more and her finger nails had already lifted from making perfect half-moon shapes on his shoulder blade.
Nick began to experiment with how much he could move within her so he slowly eased his way out of her pussy until only the tip of his dick remained lodged within. He ignored his body’s demands of ramming into her full force.
“Oh, wow, that feels better. Yeah, right there, baby…Oh God,” Aivy instructed lustfully as her eyes closed tightly to focus on the delightful sensations of Nick’s slow pumping instead of the pain around her pussy lips.
All of a sudden, she felt droplets of cold liquid ran down from the opening of her hot pussy to her ass. Her eyes snapped open and she saw the relaxed looking Shawn pouring her lavender scented baby oil down and around her and Nick’s conjoined area. Once the slippery liquid slipped its way onto Nick’s dick and into her pussy, Aivy felt the relief blanketed over her body almost instantly.
“Ahhhhh,”, “Mmmmm.” Aivy and Nick hummed in unison.
Now with the extra lubricant, Nick was able to fully stroke his dick along the inner walls of Aivy’s pussy. And stroke, he did, with vigor.
Nirvana was the only word that Nick could find in his vast vocabulary to describe how he was feeling right now.
“Uhhhh, I’m glad you’re having fun and all but I’ve been dying here, guys,” Brad’s voice interrupted the coupling of his dear friends because his dick was still throbbing and he still hadn’t gotten any playtime with his vixen.
“Oh, is the mighty Brad feeling a little left out?” Shawn teased from his current position as he was getting a clear view of the first class porn actions in 4-D. “Now you know how I feel, dude. You’ll get yours soon enough.” Shawn couldn’t stop himself from smiling satisfyingly when he was able to mimic what Brad had said to him earlier in the evening during a distress moment of his looming orgasm.
Karma was a bitch.
Brad chose to ignore his friend’s annoying remark and settled for an act of desperation. He reached his hand over Aivy’s body and touched Nick’s hip in order to still Nick’s movements into Aivy’s now very wet pussy, judging from the squishing sound of flesh hitting flesh.
The touch of a rougher textured hand on Nick’s body seemed to do the trick. Nick snapped his eyes open and lifted his head up to survey Brad’s silent demand. The pained expression on Brad’s face was enough to make Nick comply to Brad’s needs.
Nick slowed his movements down to a snail pace; which allowed Brad to strategically rub his fingers around the puckered hole so that he could distribute more lubrication to the area. Brad then slowly inserted the slippery fingers inside of Aivy’s tight entrance. He wanted for her to get used to the extra stimulations in her anus. After Brad deemed that she was accustomed to the feeling of being stretched in the ass, he discretely mouthed the word “lube” over to Shawn, who was more than happy to comply.
Brad carefully aimed his pulsating dick direct at Aivy’s pucker hole like a painted target. The extra oil helped Brad eased into the slightly loose hole but not without resistance. “You’ve got to relax a little bit for me, darling.”
“You tell me to relax when you have two extra big things inserted into your body at once,” Aivy’s quick snide remark was the result of her body fighting to not let unnatural things took place upon it. It was her temple no more.
“Touché, my dear,” admitted Brad as he was still busy behind Aivy trying to ease as much of his cock inside of her as her body would allow. “Open up for me a little more, darling.”
Upon hearing Brad’s request, Nick grabbed Aivy’s thigh and lifted it up off of his hip and into the air. The new angle allowed her pussy to magically expand and allowed both men to slip deeper into the tight cavern.
“FUCK!” Aivy elicited a high pitched scream into the air.
Oh, the pain and the pleasure that enveloped over her the moment that both men pushed into her were overwhelming to say the least. Aivy didn’t know how to catalogue the multitude of feelings so she opted not to. Her over-analytical mind was telling her to figure out which end of spectrum her body was more incline towards, the pleasure or the pain. However, her body was telling her that now was definitely not the time to go over such trivial details.
Aivy felt full and impossibly stretched. How could it be possible that in one moment, when only Nick’s dick inside of her was enough to make her feel like she was about to be split in half; then the next moment as both huge cocks imbedded within her, her body was able to accommodate them with ease, figuratively speaking? The delicate workings of the body were a marvel of God’s creation that one should not question but only tried not to take it for granted.
Only after a brief moment of allowing Aivy’s body to become accustomed to the intrusion, the men slowly moved their respective body parts within the confined space.
“Shit…oh fuck, darling, damn…” Brad hiss incoherently. “This is fucking tight, princess. I feel like your ass can just break my dick off at anytime with just a light squeeze of your tight hole.”
“Thanks for the commentary, dude,” added Shawn in amusement.
“Shut the fuck up, man, and let me enjoy her not-so-virgin ass,” snapped Brad without any murderous intent, of course.
“How about you boys shut the fuck up and fuck me already? Damn, what does a girl have to do around here to get laid?” Aivy huffed in frustration because the boys’ squabble had distracted her a great deal from staying in touch with her senses.
“Yes, Ma’am.”, “Sorry, babe.” the boys replied bashfully in unison.
“But I am fucking you, baby,” responded Nick deadpanned.
“No shit. How about you fuck me more until I scream for the whole hotel to hear, huh?”
“Be careful of what you asked for, little girl,” Brad warned the quick witted siren and began to stroke his hard cock along the walls of her ass.
Through the thin membrane layer that was dividing between her anus and virgina, Brad could feel the heat emanating from Nick’s thick member. He had no doubt that his friend was feeling the same thing.
Brad would never admit to anybody that within this confined space, every time that he stroked his cock in and out of Aivy, he liked the feeling of indirectly stroking of his cock against Nick’s. Although he was not gay by nature or homophobic, but he had always enjoyed having extra stimulations in any way that was provided for him.
None of his friends knew that once upon a time when he was experimenting with sex and group sex, he had another guy on the bottom licking the nameless and faceless girl’s pussy while Brad was fucking her from behind, doggy style. Occasionally, the guy’s tongue would slip and caught his balls in the swiping of his tongue. The said guy didn’t seem to mind that he was licking pussy and balls at the same time because after that moment, he continued to lick Brad’s balls and the girl’s pussy in upward fluid movements. Secretly, the combination of wet pussy and equally wet tongue actions on his balls made Brad cum harder than he could have ever imagined.
The bottom line was that Brad was never afraid to experiment with things when it came to sex. His theory was that you would never know how things felt if you hadn’t given it a try. He liked tampering with taboo subjects and most of the time things had always worked out in his favor.
“Oh…yeah…just like that…” Aivy’s heavy moans permeated the air when Nick and Brad continued their thrusting with practiced ease.
At first, they would pull and pushed deep and hard into her at once, which caused the headboard to hit the walls like nails scraping across the blackboard. The scraping sound seemed to annoy them so they silently agreed to change their pace by alternating thrusts.
“Oh-Holy-Shit…s-so good…Oh My-Holy-Fucking-God…I don’t know what to do with myself,” moaned Aivy. “This feels too damn good.”
Aivy felt out of touch with herself since her body was enflamed with fiery desire. She temporarily lost her sense of reality and sanity. Finally, Aivy had reached a point where she literally wanted to pull her hair out because her sensory system didn’t know how to handle itself. Her skin was tingling all over her body and she couldn’t pinpoint where to scratch for relief. Aivy was going crazy and she just couldn’t do anything about it, or didn’t know how to help herself.
Aivy was stuck between two hard bodies therefore her movements were restricted. She wondered if screaming at the top of her lungs would allow some of the mumbo jumbo of lust to escape through her mouth, maybe then she would be able to calm herself down a little bit. She wondered if scratching herself all over until she saw blood would also allowed Aivy to rein in her emotions. She wondered if having invisible hands reached inside of her body and pulled out her soul so that she could watch herself on the side line would eliminate this helpless feeling.
Lady Luck was not present to help Aivy at the moment. She was an incoherent mess and she needed release. She needed to get her body back in control and the only way that she could relinquish control was to give out orders. So she did.
“STOP!” Aivy screamed rather loudly which affectively made everything came to a screeching halt.
“What’s the matter?”
“Are you ok?”
“What’s wrong, darling?” were the immediate responds from the carousel of men, all at once.
How was a girl supposed to describe the feelings of being double penetrated by hard and big fucking cocks? How was a girl supposed to segregate the overwhelming sensations that she felt when one cock was touching everything that was sensitive in its nature within her pussy, while the other cock was brushing continually along the forbidden tunnel and also pressing on the mysterious button that ceased to exist until now? How was a girl supposed to paint a vivid picture of the searing pleasure that was building up within her body that threatened to erupt like a dormant volcano combusting after the compressed pressure had become too much for its feeble surface? How was a girl supposed to explain to a commoner, one who deemed that sex was only done in a missionary style and with only one partner, that two was always better than one and three was exceptional? How was a girl supposed to distinguish between the feeling of getting ready to squirt for the very first time in her life and needing to pee really badly?
“Yes, I’m fine,” Aivy replied sheepishly and breathlessly. “I just needed a moment to breath and get my bearings.”
“It’s all too much for you, isn’t it, baby,” Nick questioned with all sincerity and concerned mixed in his voice. His thumb was now drawing random patterns on her flushed cheek. It seemed to help calm Aivy down a notch.
“We’ll slow it down for you, darling,” assured Brad who now pulled all of Aivy’s matted hair away from neck and peppered light kisses along the sweaty column.
“I think it would help if I could have more room to move around. My left side has been asleep for God knows how long,” replied Aivy anxiously. “How about if, Nick,” she turned to face the said man, ”you get on the bottom then Brad could be behind me?”
“What about me?” Shawn voiced his concern along with a fake-pouty face as he was feeling left out of the equation.
“You, mister,” Aivy averted her gaze towards the handsome man with a mischievous glint in her eye, “I want your big
fucking dick in my mouth again.”
“Hot damn,” was all that Shawn could muster before he got up for the re-arranging.
“Such dirty things coming out of that pretty mouth of yours, baby,” Nick sported a smirk on his face as he inched closer to Aivy until their lips connected in a fruitful kiss.
“Yeah, but I liked it better wrapped around my cock,” Shawn chimed in while getting himself off of the bed and in position to be sucked within an inch of his life.
Feeling the bed dipped in order to accommodate four youthful bodies, Aivy and Nick had to cut off their kissing before its due time. Nick untangled his limbs from Aivy’s already thoroughly fucked body and got on his knees. Once Nick was closer to the side edge of the bed, Aivy unstuck herself from Brad’s well tone chest but only met with his arms pulling her tighter against him.
“I’m not ready yet,” Brad murmured gingerly.
Wordlessly, Aivy knew exactly what to do in order to persuade the grown man into doing things her way. She gathered enough energy to turn her whole body within Brad’s protective grasp. Once she was face to face with him, Aivy looked into his piercing blue eyes for a brief moment and went in for the kill. She kissed him with all the lust that she could muster. She kissed him like she always kissed him, with abandon and overwhelming lust.
Aivy knew that occasionally, Brad would feel a little insecure about himself and would start acting a little childish so all she needed to do was to reassure him that she would always be there for him, emotionally and physically. Brad was a man of action because he had always believed that actions often times spoke louder than words. And Aivy had to agree with him on that.
Seconds turned into minutes, the kissing couple reluctantly untangled their tongue from each other’s mouth. Aivy slowly sat up and took survey of everybody’s current position.
Nick was now lying flat on his back with his arm comfortably tucked under his head. He looked up at Aivy with one of his I-don’t-have-to-say-it-out-loud-but-I-really-want-to-fuck-you look, which was enough to meld Aivy’s heavy heart. Shawn was lingering around the end of the bed with his hand slightly stroking his cock and a devilish smirk displayed clearly on his handsome face. Brad had finally elevated himself to a kneeling position and also grabbed his semi-lubricated dick in his manly hand and massaged it with even strokes.
Finally, Aivy took matter into her own hands and inched her way on her knees over to Nick’s relax body until she was close enough to lift her right leg up in order to straddle his torso.
Nick, on the other hand, was having a different idea of what he wanted. Just after Aivy’s right knee landed on the bed on the other side of Nick’s body, he quickly grabbed her ass in both hands and pulled her whole body towards his head.
Aivy had no choice but to oblige. As soon as her pussy was hovering over Nick’s head, he quickly darted his tongue out and lapped her up from asshole to the hood of her throbbing clit in one swift movement.
“Ahhhhhhh,” Aivy’s body shook violently as her over sensitive clit was being man-handled. After the initial shock, Aivy quickly got used to the movement of Nick’s tongue, even after he had tried to change it up while flicked it hard and fast all over then up insider of her dripping cunt. She spread her legs wider on either side of his face and lowered herself down until she was practically smothering him within her nectar. The new change of angle quickly escalated her desire until she was undulating her hips all over his face in order to find her ticket to Orgasmland.
As luck would have it, Nick took that moment to gently lifted Aivy off of his face for some much needed air. “Damn the air. Who needed it anyways,” she thought bitterly.
Aivy didn’t want to waste anymore precious time in between one wave of almost orgasm to the next. She quickly scooted down until her wet pussy was once again hovering over Nick’s rock hard dick. In one quick and precise movement, she sheathed herself over him like a ninja warrior sheathing his sword.
“FUCK!!!” Nick shouted in surprised at the searing heat and wetness that cinched on his unexpecting member.
“This time, you are NOT going to deny me of another orgasm,” Aivy commented breathlessly. Her hands were anchoring safely on Nick’s fluctuating chest while her feet were flatly planted on the bed. She didn’t even allow Nick a mere second to adjust before she used the downward momentum to bounce her body back up and then she would slam back down with double the force.
“FUCK! F-fuck! You’re gonna be the death of me, woman,” exclaimed Nick in between his breath intakes. Aivy was a woman who knew what she wanted and how to go about getting it. Nick was quite frightened that his delicate member might get tangled up in her wrath. The way she was man-handling his dick at this moment, he was afraid that he might have to ice it later.
“Brad, are you gonna fuck me or just gonna stand there and look pretty? And Shawn, bring your hot dick over here so I can taste you,” Aivy barked out orders like she was the Captain Commander.
She didn’t even bother to look around to see whether or not they had complied with her demands. At this moment, Aivy was a little busy with reposition herself so that she was now laying flat against Nick’s chest and her round ass was sticking up in the air invitingly. She even wiggled her ass back and forth just to tease the guys a little bit.
“Such big demands for that little body of your, Lightning,” Brad decided to entertain Aivy’s command as he slow made his way to kneel behind Aivy’s rump. He abruptly spanked one cheek rather harshly with his hand leaving a very visible and red hand print on her blemish-free ass. “And for that, you’re gonna be punish, little girl.”
“Ouch. Damn Brad, must you be so hard? Uhhh, forget it. Don’t answer that question.” squealed Aivy after the initial shock of being slap on the ass. However, Aivy was a little more prepared the next time Brad brought his hand down onto her other globe to give her previous hand imprint its twin. “You’re gonna be sorry the next time I get to tie you up.”
“Why, baby, you can dish out the pain but you can’t take it,” teased Brad as he was now rubbing his hands over the red hand patterns to sooth out the pain. Brad gathered as much of her ass as he could fit in his palms and kneaded them like dough then he spread her ass cheeks apart until her puckered hole was once again displayed out in the open.
Brad expertly teased Aivy’s hole with his index finger until he was able to ease it all the way in. The said finger wiggled around inside of her ass while Aivy pressed herself hard against Nick’s chest so that she had enough leverage for her bottom to bounce in wanton on Nick’s dick. Brad slowly replaced his index finger with both of his thumbs in one swift movement. Once the phalanges nestled snuggly within her ass, Brad pulled them away from each other as they pried open her hole into a gaping opening that rivaled her currently stretched pussy.
“Please, Brad…just fuck me in the ass with your big dick already. I need to cum…please,” Aivy’s last-ditch effort to reel Brad in was quite successful because not a moment later, she felt her other hole being commandeered by his hot rod.
“Is this what you wanted Aivy? Do you like having us men bending to your needs? Do you like making grown men simmered with lust for you until they explode? Or do you like being so out of touch with your body and emotions that you simply lose control and beg for more?” interrogated Brad while he was holding her hips in a vice grip and drilling his hard cock into her hole with a bed-shaking force.
Brad’s mile-long question only served to turn Aivy on even more. Meanwhile Nick’s movement was restricted because of the heavy weight that was bearing down on his chest and his dick. Therefore he could only perform short and soft strokes against Aivy’s pussy. Brad’s frenzied pumping was enough to make Nick and Aivy feel the delicious friction of skin against skin within the tight gloved tunnels.
Aivy’s moans and groans were stuffed back down her throat by the remaining big dick in the room. Once she had lifted herself off of Nick’s chest and angled her upper body to the left, Shawn was already sitting comfortably with his upper body leaning against the headboard next to the entangled threesome and was stroking his cock aggressively. Aivy quickly took as much of his dick as she could into her warm mouth while Shawn’s hand was still holding the base of his member. He ramrod her throat vigorously causing Aivy to fight against her gag reflux until her eyes started watering again.
Once again, the room was now filled with only the sounds of flesh slapping against each other, throaty moans, deep groans, and the wet gurgling of her throat. None of the rooms’ occupants had enough presence in mind to voice their opinions or concerns because they were all busy focusing on chasing after their oasis, their climax. They didn’t need fancy words to convey that the unions of their bodies were based on animalistic instincts. Their needs to feel, to be felt, and to release had encased them in the lust bubble and the cruel world they were living in was ceased to exist at this moment. Only the movements of hard flesh against soft and wet planes were all that mattered to the foursome. They were all on a mission to bring each other over the brink of sanity and into the blissful realm of nothing but intense pleasure and explosive orgasms.
Shawn was the first one of the bunch to reach the point of no return. He was bucking wildly into Aivy’s willing mouth. After the tip of his dick kept hitting deep within her throat and every time that Aivy hummed in pleasure or groaned, her throat vibrated around Shawn’s dick enticingly. He loved that every time Aivy swallowed, her throat muscles would pull his dick deeper and tighter into her mouth that made his balls tightened.
As soon as Aivy’s eyes snapped opened and locked with his, Shawn’s control began to crack like he was stepping on thin ice. The silent lustful pleads and determination in her eyes were Shawn’s undoing. He tumbled rapidly into waves of orgasmic spasms that allowed him to spurt all of his impending juice into her mouth and deep down her throat. Shawn thrust his hips upward in shallow strokes while Aivy swallowed every drop of his cum until there was none.
“Aivy…” whispered Shawn breathlessly as he was staring at the dishevel beauty in front of him while she licked her lips trying to scoop away any of the cum residue on her lips. “You’re so fucking hot.” Shawn lunged at the vixen and kissed her with triumph and respect. He kissed her until her tastes and smells were forever imprinted in his mind, and until she pulled away for some much needed air. Shawn slumped back down onto the bed with a satisfying smile plastered on his tiresome face.
“I know,” replied Aivy with a devilish smirk on her face that she learned how to do so well from the guys. With one warrior down, she was now able to concentrate more on her own pleasure.
Aivy quickly readjusted her body until her hands were positioned on the sides of Nick’s head. Nick was staring at her again, with so much lust and something else mixed in that Aivy couldn’t or just didn’t have the time to decipher at the moment. She offered him a warm smile before she swiped her tongue on his lips teasingly which caused him to pull her head down and kissed her vigorously.
Once Nick let go of her head, Aivy turned around and offered Brad a challenging look. He narrowed his eyes in return as to silently accept her contest, to see who would come first.
The determination look settled on Brad’s face as he let go of Aivy’s hips which were now sporting deep indentations from his fingers. He lifted his hands up and came back down on her ass, hard. His playful spanking only spurred the vixen on even more. She was now actively slamming her ass against Brad’s forward thrusts while Nick was driving his dick up into her with equal force.
Aivy could tell that Brad was close to losing this control because he was beginning to hum deep from his chest to his throat and his breathing was very labored. A tell-tale sign of an explosive orgasm approaching rapidly as she had learned from experience.
Aivy was determined to bring Brad’s arrogance down a notch and made him lose his mind in the process. She snidely clenched her pussy muscles around them several times and affectively squeezed Brad’s dick tighter. She had done enough Kegel exercises to know how strong her virginal muscles could be and the results that followed after.
“FUCK!” exclaimed Brad and Nick in unison.
Nick was now grabbing on to Aivy’s boob like they were his anchors as he rammed as much of his dick into her as he could. All the while Brad’s hands were stationed on Aivy’s hips again in order to stabilize her movements. With Aivy pinned in place, the guys were able to drive their dicks in and out with practiced ease.
“Fuck…fuck…f-fuck,” Brad’s incoherent mumble broke Aivy’s concentration and his thrusting became more frantic and fast. He was being pulled into the vortex and there was no more fight left in him for this battle so he surrendered. He let his body took over his mind and allowed the stirring in the pit of his stomach and his balls to spew onto the surface.
Brad let out a carnal scream as Aivy’s tight ring was milking the cum out of him for all his worth. His orgasm came at him like a canon ball hitting him in the stomach. It left him breathless as his hips were on auto pilot while pumping shallow thrusts into Aivy until his dick was nothing more than a pulsating and useless organ.
For a brief moment, Brad’s world was nothing but a white silent canvas with floating stars behind his closed eyes. He felt drained of energy and the will to move. His sanctuary was quickly bombarded with sounds of heavy breathing, soft moans, pounding movements on the other side of the thin membrane layer, and the slippery feeling of his flaccid member sliding slowly out of Aivy’s puckered hole. That was his sign to take his place next to Shawn on the bed.
“You won,” Brad said dejectedly as he pulled himself out of Aivy’s pussy .
Brad looked down at the area where he and Aivy had been joined and marveled at sight of a big hole of darkness that his dick left once it was removed abruptly. The said hole slowly closed itself like an airtight sealed door on a spaceship. It reformed itself back into a small tight nub like nothing had ever taken place there; like it was never stretched further than a couple of inches at best.
Aivy felt like she was closed on Brad’s heel of orgasm. When he came and pulled out of her, she was now left with feeling half empty. Aivy’s cry of protest was swallowed by Nick’s tongue in her mouth. She quickly recovered from the loss of a big dick in her ass because now that there was more room in her pussy, Nick was able to fully move his member within her and delivered waves of delicious pleasure that was quickly spreading all over her body.
Without any warnings, Nick sat up abruptly and adjusted himself so that Aivy was sitting astride him while his dick was still fully imbedded within her. Incredibly, Aivy felt full again and now her clit was rubbing deliciously against Nick’s stubbled pubic hair, she slid her ass back and forth building up momentum while her sensitive nub was getting the rubbing of its life. “Almost there,” she thought.
However, Nick had a different idea of how he wanted to deliver Aivy’s long awaited orgasm. He gingerly lowered them both down until he was laying flat against Aivy’s soft body. While it was nice when he was wrapping his arms tightly around her in their sitting position, hovering over her like this made his heart constricted with joy and possessiveness.
He was taken back at the realization of the lather part, possessiveness. Where did that come from? How could he possibly be possessive of her when she was not even his to begin with? He had to admit to himself that because he was so enamored with her since the beginning, it would be hard for him to get over her later on down the road.
People often said that one night stands usually didn’t account for much but now that he was caught within her embrace, it was anything but meaningless. Her touches left trails of flaming desires within his body that he had never felt from anyone else before. Her kisses provoked the hidden lust from the depth of his soul to the tip of his dick. She poured herself into her kisses, from fleeting ones to full blown tongue wrestling.
Bottom line, Aivy was a force to be reckoned with and when anybody crossed her path, they were hooked for life whether they wanted to or not.
“Nick, please…fuck me,” Aivy’s soft pleads pulled Nick out of his pensive.
Now that there were just the two of them left in the battle, Nick was able to make love to her the way he had been wanting to do since he first laid eyes on her. Though he wouldn’t dare utter the words “make love” out loud to his friends but he was brought up to believe that a woman deserved to be made love to whether you knew them for a long time or not.
A woman’s body was a delicacy that God had blessed the male species with and it was not to be handled with crass and carelessness but only to worship. A woman’s body was also her temple and it would be disrespectful of him to muck up her sanctuary.
So yes, every time that Nick had a chance to be with a woman, he practiced what he preached and made her felt like she was the Goddess of his soul. In this case, Aivy was already his Goddess and he had no qualm of making her feel nothing but only his presence within her womb.
Nick’s dick was stirring within the confined space that it was warning him to stimulate it or else.
“You take my breath away, Aivy,” Nick confessed softly and seductively into Aivy’s ear which made her body shivered in responds.
Aivy felt Nick’s sincerity deep within her soul and was a bit surprised at the revelation. However, she didn’t have time to delve deeper into the issue as Nick began to tentatively move his hard cock in and out of her pussy with slow thrusts. Her legs instinctively wrapped tightly around his waist as she lifted her butt off of the bed in order let him deepened his thrusts. His big cock was massaging her inner walls with the sinful frictions that she felt herself reaching closer and closer to the plank of passion.
“More, Nick…I need more. Harder please…faster,” Aivy pleaded once more in desperation. “YES! Just like that. Oh God, baby…feels so fucking good. Oh…mmmmm…you’re gonna make me cum. Fuck. Yes! I’M CUMMING, Nick, I’m cumming,” screamed Aivy as Nick was pounding in her feverously now.
Aivy felt herself walking towards the said plank of passion and plunged into the abyss of never-ending sparks that ignited all over her body, leaving her numbed to outside world. The darkness that enclosed her mind from the moment of climax made Aivy felt like she was free falling into the bottomless pit until she couldn’t feel anymore.
At the sounds of Aivy’s passionate moans and the tightening squeeze of her pulsating pussy walls, Nick quickly applied a few more deep thrusts before his self control snapped and he followed Aivy into the his nirvana.
“Oh baby, I’m cumming,” Nick’s groan sounded more caveman-like as he grounded his hips against hers like an animal in heat. He felt the dam in his balls broke and Nick’s emotions were spiraling out of control along with his body.
He couldn’t for the life of him figure out how such a small area as the head of his penis could make a man of his size crumble at its sear power.
Nicks’ spurts of cum kept on filling her up until it started to leak out of her stuffed pussy and trickled down towards her ass. Once he had finally descended from his climax, Nick pulled himself out of Aivy’s cum-filled pussy until the only thing left on her body that belonged to him was the white sticky substance within her nectar which was also mixed with Brad and Shawn’s.
Nick didn’t like the fact that, even after all the smoke had cleared, so to speak, Aivy would not have any evidence that he had been on and in her body. After all of the fun that they just had, he wanted to leave his marks on her so that every time that she noticed the marks, her mind would only register him and nobody else.
With a determination look in his eyes, Nick set out to leave behind a little souvenir somewhere on Aivy’s delectable body. He began his quest by pulling her lower lip into his mouth and breathed into her mouth. He wanted her to inhale his life force and mixed it with hers. Mark one, check.
After a heart-stopping kiss, Nick lowered his head until he was licking the smooth column of her throat. He discretely sucked as much of her flesh as he could into his mouth in order to leave a sizable hickey in the morning. Mark two, check.
While his mouth was busy making bruises, his hands fondled her breasts menacingly until his mouth was able to catch up with the busied hands. Nick stuck his tongue out and licked around her soft breast leaving the brown nipples untouched. Without any warnings, he bit down on one of the nipples causing Aivy to yell in surprised. As soon as his teeth clamped down onto the nipple, his tongue soothed out the pain. Again, Nick sucked a little harder on the side of her left breast until after he let it go, there was a reddish tint in the area, as a bruise in the making. Mark three, check.
Nick wanted to leave more marks all over Aivy’s body but he knew that anymore sucking in different place would draw attention of the other occupants in the room and they would certainly not approve of his child’s play.
All the while that Nick was playing connect-the-dot with Aivy’s various body parts, she was basking in the attention that he was giving her but was oblivious to Nick’s not-so-pure intent.
“Ummm, Nick, what are you doing? I can’t play anymore. I’m dead tired now,” pleaded Aivy sincerely.
“But I haven’t had enough of you yet,” answered Nick playfully as he slid himself up until his face aligned with Aivy. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek and a lingering kiss on the lips before he rolled himself off of her boneless body and pulled Aivy into his embrace until her head was resting comfortably against the crook of his neck.
“I think we all are ready for a little nap now,” Brad announced as he was walking into the room buck naked while holding a couple of bottles of water in his hands. Brad continued, “Then we can continue to play until the wee hours of the morning.”
After Brad handed the cold bottle to Nick, he sat down near the cuddling couple and ran the top of the other cold bottle along Aivy’s back and down to the globe of her ass.
“Holy shit! That was cold, Brad!” Aivy shivered violently and screamed out lout when the sudden coldness of the water bottle touched her heated skin. Any other time, the difference in temperature would be welcomed by Aivy to cool her body down but as of this moment, she did not find it funny at all. The goose bumps that appeared almost immediately all over her smooth skin was very intrusive while she was trying to relax in Nicks’ arms, not to mention that her nipples perked up in an instant and were poking Nick’s chest enticingly.
“All the better to warm you up, my dear,” Brad’s face lit up as he laid down on the other side of Aivy. He immediately rubbed his hand along Aivy’s side and down to her leg in an attempt to warm her up. All the while he was nibbling on her earlobe and breathing heavily into her ear. Brad knew about all of her weaknesses and buttons and he was going to use them to his advantage over his friends.
“Not working, Bradley! The blanket works better,” Aivy retorted distractedly while trying to will her goose bumps away, this time they appeared not from the coldness but from the hotness of Brad’s doing.
“Dude, you’ve got to give our girl a break. Her body had been through enough for one night,” Shawn tried to rescue the helpless Aivy while standing at the end of the bed with an amusing smile plastered on his face.
“Okay okay, I give,” Brad replied dejectedly and pulled the comforter, which once upon a time was folded neatly at the end of the bed, over the three occupants who currently were too tired to disentangle themselves from each other.
“I’ll be in the living room,” Shawn announced to whoever was awake enough to listen. He slowly made his way out of the bedroom to give his friends and himself some much needed rest.
“Shawn,” whispered Aivy as she raised her head tiredly off of Nick’s chest, “please don’t go. There’s enough room in here for all of us.” Her eyes were searching out for Shawn longingly. She wanted him to be there with her too because they were in it together and it just felt wrong for him to have to rest somewhere else.
“It’s ok, baby,” Shawn replied softly as he was getting ready to close the bedroom door behind him, “I’ll be alright out here. Besides, I don’t want Brad or Nick’s hands all over my delectable body while they were dreaming of touching you.”
“You’re so silly, Shawn,” Aivy managed to call out to Shawn’s retreating back before she let herself submerged into several stages of sleep along with the others who were already breathing evenly and snoring softly.
oOo
Aivy was dreaming of having fantastic series of orgasms with her ex-boyfriend from a long time ago along with a couple of his good looking buddies in some random upscale hotel up the coast of Miami.
She heard herself moaned in her dream when a wet sensation ran across her crotch and a couple of wet kisses were placed on her neck, at the same time. Oh, that delicious sensations caused Aivy to moan out loud this time and she startled herself awake from a rare dream and back to reality.
‘Wait. Why in the hell is the wet sensation still happening down there?’ Aivy asked herself curiously. Her eyes snapped open when she heard a male chucked near by; very near by, like right-next-to-her near by.
“SHIT! This isn’t a dream,” Aivy exclaimed loudly as she attempted to sit up and convey the area but quickly realized that her body was pinned down to the bed by warm and muscular limbs, not hers.
The sight that welcomed Aivy back into the realm of reality was exactly like the one she had just dreamed about.
So she wasn’t dreaming at all, she was reliving her reality, in her dreams. ‘HOLY SHIT! Way to go, Aivy’, her inner self jumped up and down with joy.
The bedroom that she was currently in was illuminated by a soft glow from the bedside lamp on the night stand and the moon was shining through the bedroom window, which meant that it was now still night time. The TV was displaying some sports commentary of a football game but the volume was on “mumble”. The king size bed that she was lying in the middle of was more crowded than usual because there were three guys hanging out lazily around her and they were now all staring at her while she was trying to get her bearings.
As soon as her eyes landed on them, all memories from their previous activities came flooding back into her mind. Aivy smiled mischievously as she took a closer look at what each of them were doing.
Nick was currently wedged in between her legs lapping up all over her pussy, while she was still asleep until now. How in the hell didn’t she get woken up when he extracted himself from her clutch and spread her legs apart far enough for him to settle in comfortably was beyond her. She must have been more tired than she thought. Sneaky.
Brad was having a grand time peppering wet kisses along her neck, to her ears, all over her face, and finally on her lips. His tongue didn’t have to ask for entrance because her mouth remembered his kisses and allowed him into the VIP area, which meant full access to anywhere his tongue was so desired. Nuisance.
Shawn was lying on the other side of Aivy and was now busy getting reacquainted with her breasts as he palmed them securely in his manly hands. His eyes were glued to the oversized nipples until he was bored of looking at them and lowered his head to suck each nipple into his mouth, torturously. His hands pushed the soft mounds together while his tongue was licking anywhere and everywhere that it managed to come across. Persistent.
Aivy’s sensory system was rebooted and back into operation mode before she could even say “sensory overload”.
Aivy’s body hummed in anticipation and excitement now that she was fully awake. She wiggled her body around in different directions in order to gather all of the building pleasure back to her core. Her lower half arched up into Nick’s mouth for added pressure to the area that needed the most stimulation, her clit. In the mean time, she managed to wiggle her arms free and wrap them around Shawn and Brad’s head while pulling them into her.
The three half naked men got the message from their sleeping beauty that she was ready for more. They now applied more speed and urgency in their touches because they didn’t want to disappoint their sexy vixen.
“Wow, this is definitely the way to wake up,” moaned Aivy heftily into the air once Brad let her breathe again.
“I completely agree,” mumbled Brad who was currently nibbling on Aivy’s rapid pulse point on her neck.
“How about we wake you up a little bit more?” Shawn paused just long enough from munching on one of Aivy’s nipples in order to put in his two cents.
Knowing that the boys were deadly serious, Aivy mentally prepared for an onslaught of man-handling. “Mmmmm, that sounds absolutely delicious,” she moans loudly in agreement.
Nick, who was dangerously quiet during the whole exchange and quite focused on the task at hand, decided to contribute his part of the conversation by bringing his teeth gently down on her already sensitive clit as he simultaneously inserted two fingers into her dripping cunt.
“Oh.my.fucking.god,” screamed Aivy, who was surprised at the sudden wave of pleasure hitting her core and making her ass lifted off of the bed and high into the air. “Oh nick, that feels so fucking good, please don't stop.”
Nick just loved hearing her throaty moans and didn't want to be the one who would disappoint his Asian vixen, decided to treat her with the flatten of his tongue and swooping it along her clit. After a few moments, he stop his movements, both fingers and tongue, and looked up at Aivy as his mouth was completely covered with her juice and smile at her warmly.
“Oh no, why did you stop?” She questioned breathlessly and desperately while her eyes were dead locked with Nick's.
"Because baby," Nick answered lazily as he peppered lingering kisses along the inner part of her thigh, "you are just too fucking beautiful while begging for release and equally stunning laying there with your pussy spread open for me like this." Nick finished with a hard kiss on her fluttering pussy.
"Oh God, please don't tease me like you guys did earlier. I can only handle so much teasing. And it's just not fair that I'm out numbered," Aivy pleaded with the guys hoping that they would have a little mercy on her this time around.
"The name is Nick, baby...not God." Oh, Nick just made a funny!
"Where's the fun without a little foreplay, darling?" whispered Brad into her ear as his fingers were now playing with one of her erected nipple while Shawn was still feasting on the other.
"Foreplay? Ha, that's a joke because it had been foreplay for me since the moment that I laid my eyes on you guys. You had my pussy humming with need for so long that I wasn't sure whether I'm coming or going," Aivy confessed in one breath in hopes that they wouldn't interrupt her with their distracting touches.
"Oh baby, when you're with us, you'll always be cumming, and never be going," Shawn added as he placed more wet kisses in the crook of her neck.
"We're your ultimate fantasy, darling. How would it look on us if we left you without at least some kind of mind blowing impressions?" Brad whispered in a low and seductive voice that would make any woman melt in the palm of his hands.
"The only impression that I would be leaving here with is the ones that you guys were teasing me endlessly and would not let me get what I wanted, what I needed."
"I guess we are going to have to change that to you leaving and remembering that we made you cum endlessly, aren't we, baby?" inquired Shawn.
"What is it that you want and need, darling?" asked Brad who was now looking at Aivy with a serious expression displayed on his face.
"You, you, and you," answered Aivy without a moment of hesitation as her eyes made connections with each guy around her.
"My...my, aren't we a little greedy today?" Nick teased while getting up to a kneeling position in between her legs.
"No, I'm not greedy at all. I just knew a good thing, or three, when I saw them. And I've only wanted what was rightfully belonged to me, at the moment. That's not too much to ask, is it?" Aivy stated matter-of-factly.
"Whatever my little Asian princess wants, my little Asian princess gets," declared Brad who was too eager to show the meaning behind his words by turning her head fully towards him and placed his lips squarely on hers as he began to kiss her with fiery passion.
Nick chose the exact moment as Aivy was now slightly distracted to quickly slide his hard cock easily into the slippery channel. He was glad that they had decided to wake the sleeping beauty up because he swore to himself that he might have gotten addicted to the hotness that her pussy enveloped around his rock hard cock.
Flashback
Nick was jostled awake by the tingling feeling running up and down his left arm because it had been in the same position for God knows how long and now he needed to get some feeling back to it.
He turned his head around to find out what time it was. The bright broken red numbers on the iPod docking station read 11:47pm.
‘Hn, it’s still too damn early,’ he thought to himself as he turned around and gaze down at the sleeping angel in his arm.
Her body was relax and flushed against his with her leg laid snuggly near his groins. He unconsciously snuggled closer to Aivy and allowed himself to seep deeper into the serene feeling that was emanating from the warm and soft body, and his numb arm forgotten.
Nick suddenly realized that he felt very content and carefree, even dared to venture as far as feeling a bit loved, just to be laying here with Aivy practically wrapped around him. He closed his eyes so that he could etch this precious moment in his brain because even though he had had his fair shares of sexual escapades since his loss of virginity, he would never allow himself, body and soul, to linger around those able bodies much because he never felt the connections with them down to the last fiber of his being.
Now that he was laying here with the darkness blanketed over them, he had time to replay what had just taken place on this very bed hours before. He had to admit that there was a lot more to this Asian beauty than met the eyes. While she was wild and uninhibited during sex, there was always the fleeting looks in her eyes that begged for gentleness and adoration. She was craving to be loved just like everybody else despite her tough exterior. He assessed that she was one to always wore her heart on her sleeves, and always willing to put everything she had on the line in exchange for true love. She was a risk taker in every sense of the word that he felt somewhat envious that he couldn’t, or wouldn’t, let himself be that vulnerable.
For Nick, to be vulnerable meant that he had to allow people in closer to his heart and taking chances of getting hurt. He was a coward for not allowing the walls around his heart to crumble for a chance of real happiness and contentment. For the longest time, he was walking around feeling that he was not born to be loved or able to find that one person that would make his heart melt by just the mere presence of her.
Funny how his heart behaved when it was struck with something akin to love that he couldn’t exactly name, despite the fact that they had only met less than 24 hours in real-time. ‘The heart wants what it wants, I suppose,’ Nick convinced his inner-self and sighed loudly.
He leaned his head down and buried his nose in the tangle mass of silky black hair and inhaled her fruity shampoo scent. He absolutely loved the smell of cherry blossom that warped into his senses. He lingered a bit and then slowly kissed her forehead before he gently lifted her head off of his arm and carefully extricated himself from her body.
Aivy murmured softly and incoherently for a brief second at the loss of great warmth before she turned over and snuggled tightly against Brad’s sleeping form.
At the repositioning of Aivy’s body, Brad unconsciously wrapped his arm tighter around her waist and tucked her head comfortably in the crook of his neck. A soft sigh left his lips and a warm smile spread across his relaxed face.
Nick tiptoed his way around the very dimly lit room, thanked to the small amount of light illuminating from the iPod docking station, trying to remember where he had thrown his boxers. After a few minutes of standing still and trying to remember the exact location of his boxers, he gave up and decidedly gathered all of the clothing that his hands and feet came across and hauled them into his arms. Nick carefully opened the bedroom door and sneaked into the brightly lit living room before the sleeping couple could wake up.
Lying comfortably along the soft couch was the very naked Shawn, except for the light comforter that draped across his private area. He too was fast asleep with the TV still on but the volume was down low.
Nick set the pile of mixed clothing down onto the kitchen table and rummaged through it until he came across his jeans and boxers. He opted to just put the jeans on without the undergarment because he was feeling daring at the moment.
At the sound of clothing rustling in the background, Shawn’s eyes snapped open and locked with the apologetic-looking Nick.
“Dude, what time is it?” asked Shawn groggily as he was slowly getting up and rolled his neck around in order to get all the kinks out from laying in one position for too long.
“It’s almost midnight,” Nick answered before heading towards the refrigerator for something to drink.
“Damn, that’s still early.”
“Yeah, I know. I think I got about a two hour nap, at least,” said Nick as he tossed a bottle of cold beer expertly in Shawn’s direction. He slowly made his way to the love-seat adjacent to where Shawn was lazily propping on.
“Man, what a night.” Shawn reminisced as he pop the beer bottle open with ease, “Who knew she had that much fire in that tiny body of hers.” Shawn leaned his head back against the cushion of the couch with his eyes closed after he took a big gulp from the beer. He was definitely going to mark this night as the best night of his adult life, EVER; Even with the presence of his two best friends.
“I know, dude,” answered Nick softly as he was staring at the TV screen with his eyes glazed over, not really watching what was happening on the screen.
Nick was shocked out of his musing at the sound of a soft groan coming from the couch. “Oh man, don’t do that in front of me. It’s freaking me the fuck out. And, go put something on because I don’t want you hanging around me all naked.”
“Oh sorry, man,” Shawn smirked looking down at his nude form, “you’re just afraid that you couldn’t hold back your attraction to me and might attack me while I’m still vulnerable. Besides, who would be able to resist this?” And by “this”, Shawn stood up and let the comforter fell onto the ground as his hand motioned up and down the length of his body in a suggestive manner. He gingerly walked between the coffee table and the occupied love-seat with a lecherous smile plastered on his face while his almost hard dick pointed dangerously close to Nick, on purpose.
At the proximity of another man’s dick, Nick sunk deeper into the fabric of the seat for more distance and shied away from Shawn. “Man, get your fucking dick away from me,” warned Nick.
“Dude, will you relax?” Shawn answered dismissing Nick’s concern as he made his way to the kitchen table and raked through the pile of clothing to find his boxers. “I am not going touch you with my dick. Besides, the only place that this dick is going would be inside of that delectable pussy in there.” He motioned his head towards the bedroom while sliding the garment on his narrow hips.
Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and the very naked Brad emerged into the room in the midst of his friends’ friendly banters. He had woken up at the light that flooded into the room when Nick opened the bedroom door to leave.
Brad had been lying awake and reveled in the warmth of Aivy’s body tangled with his. It had been an almost impossible task to pry free of her grasps without waking her up as he was needing to get up and use the bathroom.
“Oh man, I’m so glad you got our clothes out here,” murmured Brad while heading straight to the table with a few pieces of clothing scattered on it, mostly Aivy’s. Luckily, he found his jeans nestled underneath the pile of feminine pieces.
“Yeah, the thought of lounging around with you guys all naked was making the hair on the back of my neck stand up,” teased Nick.
Brad decided not to indulge his friend with a reply as he scoured the refrigerator for another beer and walked the short distance to the empty love-seat.
"So," Brad drew out lazily while sipping on his cold beer, "did you guys have a good time?"
"Dude, I honestly think that she was what dreams are made of," Shawn concluded dreamingly.
"I don't know about hers but my fantasies definitely came true tonight," admitted Nick who looked around fearfully as he realized he just voiced his most inner thoughts out loud to his friends.
"Aww man, that's just too damn sweet," Brad took the opportunity to tease Nick . " I didn't know that you sexual fantasies about me and Shawn too.”
"Not with you, you fucking morons," Nick huffed loudly feeling his annoyance heightened, "I was talking about the sexy girl sleeping in there. Oh, what's the fucking use talking to you guys about it anyways? You wouldn't understand what I'm talking about."
"Damn, don't be such a drama queen," Shawn chided Nick of his silly antics. "I know exactly what you're talking about, dude. I think I'm going to have a big problem of letting her walk out of my life once all of this is over."
“You?" Brad jumped in, "What about me, dude? I'm the bigger idiot for letting her continuously walked out of my life every chance that I got. Shit, and I'm not getting any younger. I don't think she sees me as a relationship material though."
Somehow Brad was able to dig deeper into his feelings and voiced out loud to his friends for the first time in their friendship.
"Save your regrets for later. How about we go in there and wake our sleeping beauty up for another round of fun?" Shawn decided that he had enough of the heart-to-heart talk with his buddies and they wouldn’t be able to solve anything by just sitting around and talk. He was a man of actions and right now, he needed some actions.
"Man, I don't know." Nick, the ever sensible man, voiced worriedly, "I think we should let her body recovers a little bit more before we bother her again."
"Don't you worry, man. For as long as I've known Aivy, she'd love to be woken up with a man in between her legs," assured Brad as he finished his beer with a big gulp.
"I can't wait to taste that pussy again." Nick, who was now convinced by Brad’s words of encouragement, also took the last swig of his beer before getting up from his location and headed straight for the bedroom.
"Was that your way of calling dibs on my Aivy’s pussy?" teased Brad who also got up and walked behind Nick.
"Never,” Nick turned to answer Brad with a satisfying smirk spread across his face. “I just know what I want and I'm not afraid to go after it. Besides, we all know that she's ours now. Once you go Aivy, others are green with envy,"
"Geez, you're so fucking lame, man," Shawn shook his head amusedly at Nick’s last statement but silently agreed.
Nick quietly opened the bedroom door knowing that he wanted to wake Aivy up for the element of surprised. Brad and Shawn followed closely behind. Once they got to the foot of the bed, Nick motioned his hands for Brad to settle down on the right side of Aivy and Shawn was to be positioned on the left, while he wedged his way into his rightful place, in front of her pussy.
End Flashback
"Mmmmm," Aivy's loud moans brought Nick back from his revere. As he looked down to the writhing vixen in front of him only which caused his loins to stir beyond comprehension, in turn it caused his hips to buck wildly into the tight pussy even more.
"Oh my God...oh my God...oh my God," chanted Aivy irregularly as she managed to break away from Brad's kiss. She was convulsing violently as she was climbing up on her orgasmic peak. Nick's cock was doing a good job at rubbing on her sweet spot, coupled with the feel of Brad's teeth biting softly on her nipple and Shawn was now wrapping his tongue around hers so slippery and wet.
"Oh shit, your pussy is so fucking tight and feels so fucking good, baby," Nick hissed in between thrusts. He then decided to halt his hard poundings and slowly pulled his throbbing dick out of Aivy's warmth because he began to feel guilty that only his dick was snuggling tightly against her pussy walls. Also, the desperate and yearning looks on his friends' faces were tugging on his conscience.
"Oh no! Not again!" screamed Aivy desperately. "Don't you fucking dare do that to me again, Nick. OH-MY-FUCKING-GOD! You...I can't believe you're fucking denying me again." Aivy huffed in disappointment at the loss of Nick's cock stretching her pussy so deliciously that she felt like seriously crying.
Unbeknownst to Aivy, her body reacted before her mind could catch up because there were frustrating tears streaming from the corner of her closed eyes.
At the sight of the salty liquid silently rolling down Aivy's cheeks, the alarm was set off loudly for the oblivious men around her.
"Oh wait up, why are you crying, darling?" worried Brad who was sweeping clean of the tears with his finger and placed the salty said finger in his mouth as to help her take away some of her discomfort.
"Tell me what's wrong, baby," Shawn asked gingerly while scanning his eyes over her face searching for a hint of what changed her moods from wanton to distress.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry, baby. I really didn't mean to make you cry. I promise," panicked Nick who was quite positive that his decision to pause the thrusting in her pussy which ultimately prevented Aivy from reaching her orgasm was the reason that she was crying right now. It was his fault that she was extremely sexually frustrated, so her body was just reacting naturally in order to cope with the distress. He knew that he had to emend this situation before everything got too out of control.
“I…I’m…,” Aivy stammered and couldn’t find the right words to express her desperations at the moment.
"Man, this was all my fault," Nick admitted soundly to his friends, "I could feel that her getting ready to cum and I just stopped short and not allowing her to get there."
"In that case, baby, we'll make sure that Nick will never be that cruel to you again and that you'll cum your brains out from now on, okay?" promised Brad while delivering disapproving look towards the dejected looking Nick.
"He could be an ass sometimes, baby," Shawn reassured the exasperated Aivy while casually lifted her onto his chest despite the questioning glares from Brad and Nick.
Aivy felt overwhelmed once again, but this time it was from being doted on by the guys all around her. She was also feeling a little bit guilty for showing her female emotions amongst the sea of testosterones.
“Oh…it’s quite alright, you guys. I’m sorry I broke down in front of you like this. I know Nick didn’t really mean to make me cry, did you Nick?” Aivy reassured them as her eyes scanning around her men.
“Of course not, baby,” answered Nick eagerly to clear his guilty conscience. He wanted to fix the situation even though it seemed quite minor in the scheme of things so he took a chance and reached his hand up towards Aivy’s redden face until it wrapped delicately around the back of her head. He quickly raised himself up to deliver a passion laden kiss
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To Be Continued…
My first fanfiction "IF YOU WERE HERE"
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My first fanfiction "IF YOU WERE HERE"
A good girl goes to heaven. A bad girl goes EVERYWHERE.
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Re: My first fanfiction "IF YOU WERE HERE"
THREE of the same FICTIONAL STORIES ???!?!?!?!
ONE was more than enough.
ONE was more than enough.
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Give me a break! The computer said it didn't load then when i checked again, i had posted it 4 times! So quick to judge.
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Well, I believe this *is* the proper place for fictional accounts. And it said "fiction" right in the topic header, so if you didn't want to read fiction, why are you in this topic in the first place? Just move on to the next!asianslut1 wrote:THREE of the same FICTIONAL STORIES ???!?!?!?!
ONE was more than enough.
I enjoyed it!
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Re: My first fanfiction "IF YOU WERE HERE"
Since you are new here I suggest you read the rules before commeting, especially this rule: If you do not have anything constructive to say then say nothing. I do not see three of the same stories and even if there were it is not your place, nobody appointed you as a mod, to say anything about it.asianslut1 wrote:THREE of the same FICTIONAL STORIES ???!?!?!?!
ONE was more than enough.
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A bigger fool than the fellow who knows it all is the one who'll argue with him.
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Interesting story - well written - looks like a great candidate for an amazon kindle d/l when finished.
Great pics too, btw. Thanks for the pics & the story.
Great pics too, btw. Thanks for the pics & the story.
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The header says "fanfic"
What universe is this? I'm not familiar with the characters.
I'm older than dirt
and most of the fanfic I've read over the years is Star Trek (in the pre-internet days) Buying fanzines in the old days was difficult, when the only options were to buy in a dealers' room at a convention or sight unseen through snail mail.
Good for you!
What universe is this? I'm not familiar with the characters.
I'm older than dirt
and most of the fanfic I've read over the years is Star Trek (in the pre-internet days) Buying fanzines in the old days was difficult, when the only options were to buy in a dealers' room at a convention or sight unseen through snail mail.Good for you!
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Re: My first fanfiction "IF YOU WERE HERE"
I think this is great. I love the clothes, the places, the expressions and Aivy's character, especially her point of view on things. (Characters who enjoy absolutely anything in sex are too common, too samey and too plastic.)
What is Aivy's "favorite fanfiction"? Somehow I don't think it's Star Trek! Then again with all those men in tight spacesuits who knows?
You've obviously taken a lot of trouble writing this - perhaps stuck in a hotel at a boring conference. I hope Aivy can continue to fulfil her desperate needs, and perhaps be up for a sequel, even though she must be pretty sore by now!
Let's hope you get stuck at another boring conference!
What is Aivy's "favorite fanfiction"? Somehow I don't think it's Star Trek! Then again with all those men in tight spacesuits who knows?
You've obviously taken a lot of trouble writing this - perhaps stuck in a hotel at a boring conference. I hope Aivy can continue to fulfil her desperate needs, and perhaps be up for a sequel, even though she must be pretty sore by now!
Let's hope you get stuck at another boring conference!