by Blitz, Sarah
“Let's close those curtains, shall we? Wouldn't want anyone peeking...” Jake returned the smile, and nodded. His vulnerability had completely vanished. All he could think about was Emilia's amazing body, and the passion that was building inside of him. He stood up, and moved across the room.
“Let's go upstairs?” he said,
“Good idea,” Emilia said, as she closed the curtains and locked the door. She followed Jake to the stairs, and he turned around to face her. Without a word, he bent slightly, wrapping his arm around her legs and his right arm around under her arms across her back. He scooped her up into his arms, and she giggled. He smiled back, a cool delirium in his eyes. Emilia was feeling lightheaded with excitement and anticipation. Her fantasies had involved Jake carrying her to bed so many times, that she felt like he had been peeping into her mind too.
They ascended the stairs slowly, staring into each other's eyes. Their pupils intoxicated with love and affection. Emilia spoke next,
“Jake, tell me what you did out there in the garden. Did you...?” her face told him that she wanted to know, and it was part of the moment.
“Well, at first I didn't do anything. But you looked so beautiful and sexy some nights that I couldn't help myself,”
“Did you... pleasure yourself?” she smiled, deliberately using the words to put him at ease,
“Yeah. I felt kinda bad about it after, but-”
“I'm glad you did. It turns me on to think of you stood out there, horny for me, and unable to control yourself,” she writhed in his arms as they reached the landing, and she held his face again, moving her hand to his hair, grabbing at it gently,
“That's a relief,” he smiled. He put her down, and she walked into the bedroom holding his hand behind her.
Emilia turned on a small light on her desk, and crawled onto the bed. Jake stood at the foot of the bed, jeans bulging and unbuttoned his shirt. He revealed a muscular torso and stomach, kept lean and toned and completely smooth. He looked after his body, running and playing tennis every week. Emilia had often wondered what he looked like under those cotton shorts and tight fitting shirt. She looked him up and down as he removed his jeans. He was wearing tight fitting boxers by some designer, and they sculpted around his manhood like a second skin. He removed all but his boxers, and stood there in the soft light as Emilia removed her silk robe and threw it on the floor. He knelt on the edge of the bed, and lightly pushed her down to the soft blanket beneath them.
He ran his fingers through her soft, freshly washed hair, the smell of strawberries drifting up to him. He lowered his head to her chest, kissing lightly, lips full, down to her left breast. She slipped her hands behind her back and removed her bra in a swift, practiced movement. She flung it to the floor, and raised her hands above her head, and back down to the bed. Arms outstretched, breasts plump and proud in the air, nipples hard and fully erect under his hot breath. Jake licked around her nipples, small gasps coming from her mouth, putting his mouth all around the nipple and sucking firmly. He licked at them quickly, then slowed and took in her moans again.
He kissed her around her breasts, cupping each in his hand as he did so. They were firm and fit his hand perfectly, as he guessed they would. He moved down. Down her torso to her flat tummy which was bucking and arching with his tender kisses. Still he moved down, toward her thong, which he slipped down her thighs to reveal her bald pussy.
He glanced up at her face, as she lay their looking down at him, her hand already on his head in anticipation of his next movement. He moved further down, so he was kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed, Emilia's legs now arched up, bent at the knee, legs slightly apart, exposing her lips wet and aching for his tongue. He kissed around her lips, into her inner thigh, and back around to her clitoris. She grabbed the blanket with both hands. He watched her as he moved his tongue along her pussy lips and licked upward to her clitoris. She bucked wildly on the bed; back arched, hand grabbing at his hair, pushing his head down toward her groin. He licked slowly and enjoyed her taste. She moaned with delight as he continued to lick, stroking her lips and clitoris with fast and slow movements. He darted his tongue in and out of the hood around her clitoris, around it, and then right on it, up and down, firmly, she made a small noise, and her legs gripped him for a moment, and he knew she was close. He worked his tongue quicker now, and could feel his hard cock beneath him, raging with sexual impatience. Emilia was close to climax now, and panting eagerly. She quieted for a second, and then screamed with pleasure as she came, her body tense and then relaxed in an instant, toes curling, and back arching up off the bed. She pulled him toward her, kissing him quickly and passionately. Jake moved his hand around to her pussy lips, and guided his hard cock into her warm hole. She gasped as he drove it deeper. He could feel the heat and the wetness of her all around his member, as he brought it out and back into her. He held her tightly against him as he lay on top of her, her breasts heaving with deep breaths below him.
Over and over he pounded her pussy, kissing her passionately and licking at her lips with his tongue. She moaned with pleasure as he drove deep into her, eyes screwed tightly shut as she neared another orgasm. He postured himself up so his arms were straight, and flicked his hips back and forth rapidly as he felt her tighten around his cock. She screamed again with delight as she came hard, reaching up and grabbing at his chest with her nails. She felt waves of pleasure overtake her senses, losing all control of herself in the moment, and totally under his control. He quickly rolled her over, and pulled her waist up so she was now on all fours, her butt spread with his large hands, and pussy shiny from her juices. He stiffened his manhood and again entered her deep, and slow. She shook her head with immense delight, and looked back at him, cheeks pink from excitement and exertion. He grabbed at her breasts from behind, and ran his right hand along the arch of her back, thumb pointing toward him, his other hand gripping her hip. He thrust his cock inside her, over and over and over again, harder, and faster, until her moans and his gasps climaxed and he thrust deeper for one last time as he exploded inside of her, grabbing both her hips, bending himself at the waist as he came with uncontrollable thrusts and bucked wildly, holding her with strong arms until he was spent, all the while deep inside her.
They collapsed on the bed, Emilia throwing her arm over his chest and pulling him close to her. Jake smiled a beaming smile at her, and she smiled back, both of them glowing from their amazing encounter.
In each other's embrace, late into the night, Jake and Emilia talked and laughed about a silly conversation about a kiss that happened to two silly people. They kissed, and they held each other until Emilia fell asleep. Luther jumped up onto the blanket, walked deftly along the foot of the bed, seemingly pleased with the situation and laid at their feet. A cool breeze passed through the open window, and Jake looked over and out into the dark night. Much better to be in here, he thought. Smiling, he fell asleep in Emilia's arms.
Ellen Likes to Share
An FFM College Threesome Erotic Story
by Nycole Folk
all rights reserved copyright 2013byRed Hot Explicit Erotica Press
Okay, so I always thought I was a bit of a slut and my friend Ellen was a hell of a lot more reserved. Granted, my sluttiness was almost always manifested with blowjobs starting on the first date, lasting through most relationships and giving it all up usually in the second or third month, if the boy lasted that long. Ellen, on the other hand, was a pixie of a girl who’d never seemed to be much into boys at all, though plenty tried. In our first year of college, she got a boyfriend, but they always seemed so prim and proper together, it never occurred to me that they might do anything other than just make out a bit.
On a Friday morning about halfway into our first semester, I’d anticipated being in class all day long. We shared a little apartment, and Ellen planned the use the day for quiet study. I didn’t have a date for the evening, although that didn’t mean I wouldn’t have one by the end of the day. Like I
said, I was a bit slutty and I’d probably have an offer just walking around campus before classes ended at about five. Until that happened, though, it was pretty much going to be a boring and uneventful day. I went to my first class, a boring Music History general education requirement that always required two extra cups of coffee to get through.
The class was as long as it always was, and I think I nodded off once or twice, but I made it through and headed to my second. This one was a little more exciting because I loved history and even though the classes were held in a very large lecture hall, the professor was engaging and knew how to bring past events to life. I was done with that class at noon and had another four and a half hours of classes before I’d be able to get home to either a quiet night or to prepare for a so-far unscheduled date. To be honest, I wasn’t sure which of the two evenings I’d prefer.
I walked from the humanities building toward the math and sciences complex, and I was in a pretty dangerous frame of mind because I just didn’t feel like going to class, and when you’re in college you don’t really have to attend if you don’t want to. A better way to put that—I could flake and nobody would say a thing but I’d fall behind in my classes and have to deal with it later. I shook my head and determined not to play hooky. It wasn’t like high school at all. If I missed a class I fell behind, really behind. I walked with determination and refused to give in.
So, I was very pleasantly surprised to see chains on the double doors that led to the courtyard of the complex. A sign said Safety Review In Process: All Classes Cancelled. I’d forgotten about the government mandated safety reviews for all state university campuses after a student about seven hundred miles north stepped on a third level floor and his foot went right through it. That northern campus had been built three decades before my school, but government is government. There was a smaller handwritten sign that said Physics 203 will meet in library room 26b but since I didn’t have that class, I was free for the rest of the day.
I think I would have skipped the whole way across campus and then across the street to our apartment if my heavy backpack wasn’t on my shoulder. I walked into the apartment and took a big breath, crying out, “I’m free!”
There was no response, and I went back to the bedrooms. Ellen was out. I sighed and tossed my backpack on my bed and then I stripped because I wanted to take a shower, throw on comfortable clothes, and just relax in front of the television. I hopped in the shower and enjoyed the way the stress and irritation of my classes melted down the drain with the water. Refreshed, I stepped out of the shower, toweled myself dry, and saw red.
Ellen was a great roommate, but one really irritating thing she did drove me crazy. I’m the kind of girl who likes to put lotion on the second she gets out the shower, but Ellen was the kind of girl who took the big bottle of lotion her roommate kept on the bathroom counter to her room. I let out an exaggerated sigh and walked out the restroom, down the hall, and into Ellen’s room. I stopped dead in my tracks because Ellen was sitting on the old couch she got from a garage sale and her boyfriend Thomas was in the midst of slamming into her mouth hard and fast.
My nipples hardened instantly, reminding me I was naked, but I couldn’t keep myself from staring. I couldn't believe the way my body was responding to his cock forcing itself into her tiny little mouth. I stood and stared as he pushed into her throat and she gagged around it. When he let her go and pushed her back, she giggled and wriggled her finger at me. I didn't quite understand, and she didn't have time to explain, because he lifted her up, bent her over the couch, and pushed into her from behind. If I thought that cock pushing into her mouth was sexy that was nothing compared to the way that cock stretched her tiny pussy.
I couldn't believe it. She was so small, and yet so beautiful. Plus, he was normal sized so it made everything strange like her whole body screamed child but her pussy and the way it took his dick screamed adult. If I hadn't grown up with her and didn't know she was twenty years old, it would've been a disgusting thing to watch, but instead everything about it was hot as hell. She looked at me and said through her moans, “Get over here, Candace.” I was unsure but Thomas reached out and took me by my head, pulling me down until my face was right over her ass and I could watch him pump in and out of her pussy. Then, he pulled out of her pussy and pushed his cock against my lips.
I was reluctant but he thrust in all the way as he had into her mouth. I felt myself gagging as he pushed his cock into my throat, something amazing happened though, because I was turned on by the way he was treating me. He pulled out and slammed back into her pussy, and then Ellen grabbed me, pulling me underneath her. She tore at my shorts until she had them down and I kicked them off. Then she lifted my shirt up, and her mouth was on my breasts while her hand found my clit. Thomas kept fucking her hard.
Then, Thomas reached down, moved her hands out of the way, and thrust his fingers into my pussy. I couldn't believe it. My best friend, the one I thought was prudish, sucked on my breasts while she rubbed my clit and her boyfriend moved his fingers inside me while he fucked her hard! The whole situation felt so strange and impossible and yet I was instantly yearning for release. I couldn’t believe how suddenly it had all happened and how desperate I was for all of it.
Finally, she pushed his hand away and moved me so my pussy was right in front of her face, and then her mouth was on me. I groaned as I stared at her. I was watching this girl I'd grown up with and her tongue was in my pussy! It was the most incredible thing I'd ever felt. Every time Thomas thrust forward, her face slammed against my cunt so that it almost felt like I was being fucked instead of her. She reached up and squeezed my breasts. I could tell when he was getting really aggressive and slamming hard because her soft hands gently kneading my breasts squeezed them so hard it hurt. But even that pain turned me on as she continued to thrust her tongue into me. It was such an amazing thing to see her black hair cascading around her as her tongue worked on me. And as I moved her hair out of the way and she looked up at me, the sight of her soft blue eyes was almost enough to make me cum right then.
I was right on the edge, so when Thomas reached down and pulled her away by her throat I almost cried out in frustration. In her new position, almost standing, though, she moved forward and kissed me. I screamed into her mouth because suddenly Thomas slammed into me. The sudden fullness had me so close it hurt, and though I still couldn’t fully grasp what was happening, I kissed my friend with just as much passion as I’d ever given to a man. That seemed to encourage her because Ellen moved up to my head, lifted her leg over my face, and pulled my mouth up to her pussy. I'd never been with a woman. I'd never even desired or really thought about it until Ellen put her tongue in me.
But as she pushed herself against me and Thomas slammed him cock into me over and over I put out my tongue. She tasted so sexy and musky and sweet. It was wonderful, and everything just went crazy. Thomas lifted me up and flipped us around so I was on top of him facing Ellen. Ellen climbed onto the couch and stood in front of me, pulling my face to her pussy again. She leaned forward, putting almost all of her weight on me so my head was against the couch and my tongue was desperately trying to get deep inside of her.
All the while, Thomas just kept fucking me hard, and my hips bounced up and down over and over as his cock stretched me and pushed over my sweet spot. It was overwhelming and I’d never experienced this level of intensity. The sex I’d had before was nice but it was nothing like this. She just kept rubbing her pussy over my face holding me tightly there until it was too much for me and I cried out, cumming hard. My mouth screaming against my pussy seemed to turn her on because she was rubbing her pussy all over my face.
I tried my best to look but I couldn't do a goddamn thing because my body was spasming as he fucked me, but I don't think it mattered to her because she used my lips, and chin, and nose to get herself off. When she cried out, “OH FUCK! I'm cumming!!!” My own orgasm seemed to jump up nine or ten notches, and I felt almost paralyzed by the
pleasure running through me
Thomas moved me out of the way and began fingering her. Since I didn't know what to do, I put my mouth on his cock. I moved up and down and he grabbed my hair, trying to push in and shoving in deeply. He didn't make it all the way again. Instead his cock swelled and I felt him explode. It was amazing that I let him because I’d never let a boy cum in my mouth before. He held me in place so I had no real choice but to swallow as my cheeks bulged. As I felt them expanding and as I felt him spill an ocean’s worth of cum in my mouth, I realized he wasn't going to let up until I gulped it down. That too sent spasms of pleasure through me.
Finally, I swallowed it down, and Thomas released me. I fell back against the couch, breathing heavily, and Ellen pushed his fingers out of her and collapsed right on the floor. Thomas sat down on her bed and then leaned back on it. Nobody said anything for a while. Finally, Ellen lifted herself up a bit and looked at me.
“I…I didn’t know you were home,” I said.
