Sex and the Social Network

by Victoria Lexington

  “Thanks, Liz. That means a lot to me. Tyrone has been incredible. He has breathed new life into me. And he’s not just an amazing lover. He is funny and thoughtful and sweet, and he has the most sensuous lips I have ever felt.”

  Unconsciously, I licked my lips thinking about how incredible his mouth felt on mine.

  Liz smiled at me, and I leaned in closer. “And he is hung like a fuckin’ horse.”

  Liz started cracking up. “I am not one bit surprised. He looks like he would be. If you’re happy, Julia, then I’m happy for you.”

  Tears formed in my eyes. I was happy. For the first time in a long time, I felt truly content. I reached my arms around Liz, and we hugged for a few seconds. “Thanks, Liz. That means a lot to me. You really are a great friend.”

  “You’re welcome, Jules.” I always smiled when she called me that. That was what Kevin had called me in college. Liz used to poke fun at us for all the pet names we had for each other. But when she called me Jules just then, it didn’t feel like she was making fun of me. It was like she was reminding me of all the history we had together, as though in one word she told me she loved me no matter what.

  “Oh, good. Gabby is here now!” Liz told me she’d be right back. She ran over to say hi to her friend and brought her over to meet me.

  “Gabby, this is Julia. You two have a lot in common,” Liz told us. “Julia, get this: Gabby was a Sig Kap Beta also, but at the University of New Jersey. We’ve compared notes, and it’s hilarious how similarly the chapters do things. Sorority meetings on Mondays at seven o’clock, the dresses you have to wear, the Hell Week activities. And just like us, Gabby knows how to party.”

  The three of us stood there cracking up like silly college girls.

  “This calls for shots,” Gabby announced.

  “Awesome, I could definitely use one. Do you think anyone else would be up for it, Liz?”

  “Hmm.” She scanned the room. “Maria, Melanie, Jennie, Kym, Amy, Nicky, Sharona, Tia, JoJo, Jen, Smith, Stacey, Teri, Anita, Missy, Maureen, Melissa, Johnny, Sean, Grinch, Grenade, Joe, Arty, and Tyrone. Yeah, that’s about it. Maria, can you call them over to the bar for me while I tell the bartender what we need?”

  “Sure.” Maria seemed to know everyone and got the party crowd to meet at the bar. Liz had ordered a tray of lemon drop shooters. Sugar, shot, lemon wedge—we were all ready.

  “Wait!” Gabby got up on the ledge so she was a bit higher than everyone. “I’d like to propose a toast to our birthday girl. Everyone, raise your glasses please.” We all got our shots ready. “To the luckiest girl and bestest friend around. We love you, Liz. Hope your day is really special, and here’s to many, many more.”

  Liz got teary eyed, but quickly wiped the evidence away. We all circled around her and raised our drinks. “To Liz.” Her smile was so broad and so bright, it was reflected in everyone in the room. The love in the room was palpable.

  Ty was across from me and gave me a huge smile. Liz’s husband, Braden, walked up. “Hey, let me get a picture of the birthday girl with all the cool kids.” We all put our arms around each other, Liz in the middle. “Smile and say ‘Liz.” Braden snapped a few shots and then hugged her tight.

  Liz looked so happy. She was one of the lucky ones who’d married a guy who actually gave a damn. They made such a cute couple. I was jealous, I so wanted that in my life, but I wasn’t resentful towards Liz. She was truly a great catch and deserved someone like Braden.

  I made sure to take a few more pictures, some with just Liz, others in group shots. The party was a great alibi; the photos were all I needed to cement it.

  After the crowd scattered, I was still standing with Gabby. “So are you here with your husband?”

  Gabby crinkled her nose. “Nah, he’s not really one for parties.” Gabby looked nonplussed at the mention of her husband. “How about you? I didn’t see you with anyone either.”

  “Same here. Aaron’s idea of a good time is following his stock portfolio and watching opera on PBS.”

  “Ugh, for real?” Gabby looked pained at the idea of enduring an opera.

  “Yeah, no shit. We’re not exactly in a good place right now,” I confessed to her.

  Gabby breathed a sigh of relief. “Wow, so nice to hear some fuckin’ honesty. All I ever hear from everyone is how great their marriages are, how wonderful their jobs are, and how their kids are the smartest and best athletes in the whole world. Gimme a fucking break.”

  Gabby was cracking me up. She was a little rough around the edges, but I loved that she was real.

  “Yeah, my marriage sucks too.” Gabby didn’t even seem that sad about it. She was slurring a little, so I suspected the booze was helping loosen her lips. “In fact, I’m sort of having an affair.” She smiled—but just a little—when she said that.

  I wasn’t sure if I should admit I was too. Gabby just seemed like she wanted to unload. “You are? With who?” I acted surprised.

  “Yup, with this guy Todd who I used to work with. And oh my God, he is so fuckin’ hot. We’ve been texting and Facebooking, and tonight I’m meeting him at Illusions. After that? We’re gonna fuck all night long.”

  Gabby’s eyes rolled into the back of her head like she was thinking about some steamy sex, but I felt bad for her. She was saying how hot this guy was, but she wasn’t really smiling. There was something deeply sad about Gabby, and my heart hurt a little for her.

  She swayed a little and then mumbled she was going to get another drink. I was about to try and stop her when I felt my phone vibrate.

  It was a text from Ty.

  Hey baby, say your goodbyes. I need to feel your lips on mine.

  I smiled at my phone and looked up to see Liz just inches away from me.

  “I just saw Ty leave. Let me guess: he’s texting you to meet him.”

  My smile confirmed her suspicions. “Yup, you know us too well. I’m going to head out now. I had a wonderful time. Happy birthday, Liz.”

  “Thanks for coming, Julia. I’m so glad you could make it. Listen to me…” She waited until my gaze met hers. “Promise me you will be careful.”

  “I promise. I love you, Milfy.” We laughed and hugged goodbye, and then I skipped away to find Ty, excited for what lie ahead.

  GABBY

  Todd texted me, saying to meet him at a club called Illusions, which was only a couple blocks away from Liz’s party. They had a reputation for making the best whiskey sours in River Heights, and they always had a rockin’ band playing on Saturday nights.

  When I got to the bar, Todd was there talking to a beautiful redhead. I snuck up from behind him and gave him a little spank.

  “Hey, lover lips. How’s it hanging?” I kissed him on the cheek.

  The redhead laughed out loud. “Who’s your friend, Todd?”

  “Candy, this is my good old friend Gabby. Gabby, this is my new good friend, Candy.”

  Candy was gorgeous. Long red hair cascaded around her ample cleavage. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I wasn’t sure if she was European or just friendly, but either way, she was hot.

  Todd took out his wallet. “Let me buy us all a round of drinks. Whiskey sours okay for everyone?”

  We all nodded in agreement.

  Todd turned away from the bartender. “So Candy, tell us something about yourself.”

  Candy was annoyingly perky. “I just turned twenty-five. I’m visiting from Oklahoma, thinking about moving to California. Everyone is so friendly here.”

  “Ha ha ha!” Todd and I cracked up at the same time.

  “Hey, bartender,” Todd ordered. “Give us a round of shots, Patrón, please. Candy here thinks y’all are friendly.”

  We downed the shots and then decided another round was a great idea. By the time I had to go the bathroom, I could barely walk. Candy and I walked over together arm in arm.

  “You’re really beautiful, you know,” I stammered.

  Candy batted her long fake eyelashes like she was being coy
. “Thanks, doll. You too.” She leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. I wasn’t sure if I should punch her or thank her. My surprise aside, Candy’s lips felt so good, all I wanted to do was kiss her back.

  We both reapplied our lipstick and brightened our cheeks with a quick stroke of blush. Satisfied with our appearances, we headed back to the bar.

  Todd gave us a group hug when we returned. “You ladies feel so good.”

  I was amazed at how relaxed and happy I felt. I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol, the company, or both. I didn’t care. I was having fun, and in that moment, that was all that mattered to me.

  Just then, one of my favorite songs came on: “Blister in the Sun” by The Violent Femmes. I grabbed Todd’s hand and led him to the dance floor.

  Todd grabbed my boobs from behind and grinded up against me like a college boy. I loved it. Candy started dancing in front of me and put her hands on my hips. I felt like Baby from Dirty Dancing. I was in heaven.

  The two of them had turned me into a “Gabby sandwich,” and my body was tingling all over. Todd pulled me a little closer, and I could feel his dick stiffening against my ass.

  He leaned in and whispered, “Let’s get out of here.”

  The three of us stumbled out of the bar and took a cab to the hotel. By the time we made our way up to the room, the booze was hitting me hard. I was aware enough to know that I shouldn’t be there, so I headed for the mini-bar, downed a shot of rum, and chased it with some vodka.

  “Hey, come over here.” Candy was sitting on the couch and motioned for me to sit next to her. She ran her hands through my curls with her delicate hands. “You are beautiful. You do know that, right?”

  “Well, I used to think so. When I was young and free.” I sighed.

  Todd came over and sat on the other side of me. The couch was only a loveseat, so we were getting very cozy.

  He took my face in his hands, looked at me with his gorgeous green eyes, and said, “Gabby Clayton, you are hotter than most women I know that are twenty-years old. You should have no doubts about yourself whatsoever.”

  Candy nodded in agreement. She leaned in and kissed me gingerly on the lips. I never realized how soft a woman’s lips are since I had only been with men. Her tenderness felt amazing, so I kissed her back, just lips, but open and pouty.

  “Gabby, we are going to have fun tonight,” Candy whispered and got up to make herself a drink. When she got up, I scooted around and put my head in Todd’s lap.

  “You seem tense, babe. Let me just give you a massage. I think I can make you feel good.”

  I laughed to myself. I think a trained monkey tickling me would feel good at this point in my life. I knew a set of strong, powerful hands like his would feel extraordinary.

  He rubbed my muscles gently but firmly, starting at my shoulders and working his way down my tired arms and then my legs. I had on a short skirt, and I could feel Todd sliding his hands up my inner thighs. They were tingling and aching. Todd had some moves!

  He stayed PG-13, but that only made me want him more. His fingers started to outline my panties, like he was finger painting. His touch was so delicate, so precise. I could feel my panties getting moister. Todd focused his attention on my arms, gently ran his fingers down my ribcage, and subtly outlined my breasts with the tips of his fingers. My nipples were getting so hard I could feel them pressing up against my top.

  Just when I was going to tell him he should stop, he took my head and faced it upward and whispered, “Gabby, I want to kiss you.” I was paralyzed as he leaned down and kissed my lips. I was genuinely surprised how incredible it felt. I had kissed many men in my life, but in that moment, it was so brand new. Todd’s kiss was like nothing I’d ever experienced.

  Part of me wanted to stop, but my lips were no longer my own. So I kissed him back. Softly, slowly, hungrily, I kissed another man.

  At first our kiss was just lips; it felt like the most incredible foreplay I had ever had. Then he slowly parted my lips with his, his tongue wandering, exploring, and searching. My tongue moved with his, aching to know more.

  He ran his large, muscular hands through my hair as he continued to kiss me. He massaged my scalp, and then his hands once again ran up and down my rib cage. My nipples stiffened and ached to be touched. He pressed his thumb on the outside of my shirt and slowly made tiny circles around my nipples. I arched back; I wanted more.

  I sat up so I could look at him. I thought maybe I’d grow a conscience, but instead his luminescent eyes drew me in even more. The longing I saw in him was only secondary to how much I yearned for Todd to be inside of me.

  I sat up and straddled him on the couch. His hard cock was obvious in his jeans, and I needed to feel it at that moment. Dry humping was not only reserved for teenagers. My hips moved up and down, slowly, rhythmically. Our kisses became more and more passionate; sometimes he’d stop and suck on my lower lip. It was pure bliss.

  Then suddenly Todd grabbed my ass, stood up, carried me to the bed, and threw me down in the middle. He pinned my arms up over my head.

  “Stay just like that,” he commanded. He slid down, kissing my ears and neck, until he paused at my breasts. He nibbled and sucked on them and made me ache for more.

  His kisses moved lower and lower until I was sure he’d pull down my thong and give me sweet oral pleasure. But Todd was no amateur. He knew the dance of teasing. As soon as he got to my panties, he kissed the outside of them, ran his fingers along the outline, and then made his way back up to my neck and ear.

  “Todd, please. I need you now.”

  “Shhh, be patient. I promise it’ll be worth it. Come on over.” He summoned Candy to join us. Candy sat on the edge of the bed and put her soft hand on my inner thigh.

  “Where do you want me, Todd?” she asked in a sweet, sexy voice.

  “I want you to go down on Gabby until she climaxes. Got it?” Todd moved to the couch so he could watch the show.

  “Of course, sugar.”

  Candy spread my legs so they were far apart and started kissing my inner thighs, sucking on them one at a time. Then she kissed my clit, gently sucking it like she was softly biting my bottom lip. Her fingers massaged my inner thighs as she licked my pussy lips like a kitty lapping up her milk.

  “Candy, you feel amazing.” My voice was breathy and low.

  “You taste amazing, Gabby. I need to taste more of you.”

  With that, she slipped her tongue slowly in and out of my pussy as she rolled her tongue inside of me in circles, exploring every angle of my aching pussy. Her lips were so soft; I could feel her long hair teasing my thighs as she ate me out.

  My cunt started to pulsate, and I knew I was close to unleashing. When she felt my pussy arch up to meet her tongue, she sucked a little deeper; her fingers moved on my clit faster until I started bucking up, thrusting into her mouth, and when the intensity was more than my body could handle, I screamed, “Fuck, Candy! Yes!” as my body shuddered in release.

  I heard Todd stand up, unbuckle his belt, and walk over to the bed. He kissed Candy hard on the lips. “Good girl, Candy. You did fantastic. Now she’ll be good and ready for me. Did you enjoy that, Gabby?” Todd stood at the foot of the bed for a moment admiring my curves.

  “Oh my God, it was freakin’ fantastic. I always fantasized about having a threesome with two hot guys. But I had no idea a woman could cunt lap me like that!”

  “Gabby, you look so smoking hot, laying there in your juices. I have to taste your cream.” He nestled his head between my legs, slowly lifted my butt cheeks, and began kissing between my thighs. I had never been so wet in my life. I could feel the juices dripping down and his tongue ready to catch them. His tongue made circles on my clit while his fingers caressed my insides. He found my G-Spot and massaged it until I was moaning.

  “Fuck! I’m going to cum again,” I shouted. After I came he smiled at me and shifted his body so he was straddling my face. I was glad my big dick-dar was accurate.

 
“Suck me, Gabby. Put my whole cock in your mouth and suck.” His demeanor had gone from sweet and tender to bossy and demanding, and my body immediately shifted into high gear.

  Todd was huge and delicious. I sucked his cock like a lollipop, caressing his balls at the same time. He moaned that he needed me now.

  His body slowly moved down mine, and his swollen head slid into my dripping wet pussy. Todd entered me slowly, strongly, amazingly.

  My pelvis arched up to meet him. Our bodies joined together, one piece into the other. We fit like two pieces of a complex puzzle. I felt such complete and utter perfection I was afraid to move, afraid that if I budged even a millimeter, the perfection would cease. But Todd was not afraid. He started moving up and down, slowly at first, then side to side, just like he did on the dance floor.

  My hips, no longer my own, mimicked his movement. My hand reached up to touch his hair, but he grabbed my hands and threw them back behind my head.

  “No! Stay like that! Don’t move, Gabby.”

  Part of me wanted to touch him, but not touching him allowed me to surrender. And so I did just that. I stayed, I trusted.

  “Gabby, you feel so good. You are amazing, an incredibly gorgeous, sexy whore.” He touched his fingers lightly to my lips telling me not to answer back. It didn’t matter; I had no words anyway, and when he called me a whore I almost came right then.

  He reached down and once again touched my creaminess. I had never experienced anything like this before. Fingers and tongues and kisses were smothering me in joy, in pure, unadulterated bliss. My body surrendered to our primal lust.

  I could feel the buildup of my orgasm coming, but it was not like any I had ever experienced before. Instead of undulating waves, the pleasure climbed straight up. I could feel myself edging closer and closer to the point of no return until I exploded, my body shuddering in relief, in ecstasy, in happiness.

  After he knew I was done, he stopped touching my pussy. He wrapped his strong arms around me and held me tight. I felt so safe. Still slowly, rhythmically, he moved his hips up and down and then moaned my name, and I knew he had come too.