Those Kinds of Adult Stories Your Mother Warned You About

by Natalie Nogasm

  “There’s someone I want you to meet,” Mandy said craning her neck slightly as she looked around as though she were searching for someone in the dim shadows of the room. She reached out a hand and flicked a little button beside their seat and a tiny, blue glow lighted their seating area. It was so dim though that it didn’t disturb the other customers and yet it somehow managed to cast a romantic hue.

  Alina felt the blood drain from her face as a horrifying thought occurred, “You didn’t bring me here on a blind date sortathingy did you?”

  “Worse,” Mandy averred as she climbed to her feet to high-five a red-haired girl dressed in a body-hugging sequined dress.

  The newcomer plunged onto the cushion beside Mandy, her grey eyes alive with ten shades of mischief as she curled her tongue around her straw, sipping her drink while her gaze remained trained on Alina. “Who’s she?” she demanded.

  “Alina Caruso,” Alina said, speaking up for herself.

  “She’s the kid I told you about from back home,” Mandy said.

  “I’m not a kid,” Alina protested automatically, righteous indignation welling up in her. She was eighteen years old and starting college tomorrow in an entirely different state from where her parents lived; she was in freaking New York all alone! No way she was a kid, thank you very much. She turned to the newcomer, “Mandy gets her jollies from teasing; ignore her. What’s your name?”

  The new girl was eyeing Alina with an almost calculating look in her eyes, her auburn hair falling over one-half of her face and heightening the air of mystery around her. “Jackie. Jackie Philipps.”

  “Hi Jackie,” Alina said through suddenly dry throat. Something about the way the other girl was watching her made her uncomfortable.

  Still holding Alina’s gaze, Jackie reached out a hand and grabbed the nape of Mandy’s neck and pulled her close for a kiss. Alina fought to hide her surprise as Mandy and Jackie literally ate each other’s lips; and all the while, Jackie’s gaze remained fixed on Alina.

  Slowly she lifted her lips from Mandy’s and delved one hand under the short hem of Mandy’s tight yellow sheath dress. Mandy spread her legs at once and moaned low in her throat as Jackie began to thrust one finger deep into Mandy’s pussy; in and out, in and out, in and out.

  Alina’s gaze had dropped to between Mandy’s thighs and she observed absently that Mandy wasn’t wearing any panties beneath her very short dress. She swallowed, wondering if she was supposed to just sit there and watch the two of them make love. Was Jackie trying to prove something?

  Almost immediately, Jackie abruptly pulled her finger from Mandy’s wet, willing pussy and Alina’s eyes lifted automatically to hers. With a completely wicked grin, Jackie slowly, oh so slowly, carried her finger, still dripping with Mandy’s wet juices to her lips and began to flick her tongue up and down the finger.

  Alina watched her, her throat completely dry until Jackie finally pulled her finger away and laughed, “You’re right Mandy. She’s one tough cookie.”

  It had been a test then, Alina realized almost wilting with relief at the realization that they hadn’t really intended to go at each other with her looking on.

  “But this club is plenty boring. Come on, let’s go somewhere fun,” Jackie said springing to her feet.

  Mandy and Alina rose too and as they trooped out, Alina silently agreed that the night had to have more fun to offer than watching couples making out and fucking.

  She didn’t realize she had spoken aloud until Jackie and Mandy threw back their heads and laughed.

  “What?” Alina demanded as they clambered into Jackie’s Aston Martin. Jackie was at the wheels, Mandy up front with her and Alina behind.

  “It’s plenty fun watching people screw each other’s brains out, well unless of course you’re a prude or a virgin,” Mandy supplied as Jackie pulled into traffic.

  Alina looked away.

  “Oh. My. God. Mandy your friend is a freaking virgin!” Jackie screamed twisting around in the driver’s seat to stare incredulously.

  “So what if I am?” Alina demanded hotly, glaring at their two shocked faces as her embarrassment climbed.

  “Nothing,” Jackie said with a grin a she faced forward. Then she added mischievously, “I didn’t offend your… tender sensibilities when I fingered Mandy in front of you, did I?”

  “Oh just shut up and drive!” Alina barked.

  The car was still ringing with Jackie and Mandy’s hilarity as the expensive sports car sped off into the night.

  “We’re here!” Jackie announced happily few minutes later.

  ‘Here’ turned out to be a huge sprawling mansion Alina’s eyes widened in alarm as she beheld the throng of people entering the mansion in droves; they were all dressed to the nines in formal attire.

  A man with a severe haircut and an earpiece strode towards their car, “May I help you?”

  Jackie looked him up and down, and declared dismissively, “No you may not.”

  She made to open the door but his hand shot out with the force of a cannon and clamped the door on her driver’s side shut. “I advise you drive and keep on driving ma’am. This house is off limits to the public tonight.”

  Alina peered up at the man; he had Secret Service stamped all over him.

  “What makes you think we’re not one of the guests?” Mandy demanded.

  The man’s cool gaze flicked tellingly over their clothes but he stayed silent. Alina could almost hear his thoughts: Not dressed like that you’re not.

  Alina leaned forward and his gaze flicked to her as he saw her fully for the first time. She caught the slight widening of his eyes and flaring of his nose before his face was immediately wiped clean of all expression.

  “We didn’t realize it was a formal affair. But we were definitely invited,” Alina offered tremulously with an impish grin.

  His gaze bored into hers, so deep and intense and electrifying that Alina’s breath caught in her throat. For the first time she really looked at him; he was over six feet tall with shoulders a mile wide. His close-cropped hair was pitch-black, his eyes were an enchanting blue color, and his chiseled features made her think of the Greek Adonis. The man was a walking eye candy!

  Unconsciously Alina’s tongue flicked out and licked her suddenly dry bottom lip. The man’s eyes followed the tiny movement and his eyes darkened instantly. Then almost at once, they became as hard as ice chips and Alina could almost feel his withdrawal.

  “It’s black-tie ma’am, and we both know you and your friends weren’t invited. Now clear out,” he barked, one hand going subconsciously to his waistband.

  With a sigh of defeat, Jackie pulled away and drove off the compound. Alina leaned back against the seat not certain whether to feel sad or relieved; over-exposure to that level of male dynamite could ruin her for other guys. Perhaps she should just settle for thankful.

  Alina’s relief was short-lived. Jackie pulled over and turned to face Alina and Mandy, “Obviously we have to get inside the building,” she announced.

  “Are you crazy? Didn’t you see that guy?” Alina demanded.

  “You mean the Greek god?” Mandy breathed fanning herself with her hand. “How could we miss him?”

  Greek god? Mandy really had to stop reading her mind, Alina thought crossly. “There had to be more of him —”

  Jackie’s eyes sparkled with heat and excitement, “Which is exactly why we need to get into that building. Fast.”

  Mandy reached out a hand and touched Jackie’s arm, “Um, Alina may be right on this one. That guy was packing heat.”

  Jackie’s eyes glowed with merriment as she agreed, “In more ways than one.”

  Mandy gave Jackie’s grin a dubious look before she emphasized, “I meant he’s wearing a gun.”

  “A well-equipped soldier…” Jackie tossed out mischievously.

  That decided Mandy. In a flash she was out of the car. Sighing Alina clambered out too. If they didn’t get arrested or worse today, she would be pleasant
ly surprised.

  They rounded a dark corner and a small hole appeared in what had to be part of the perimeters fence surrounding the compound. Alina’s heart began to thump in her chest as they neared the wall. They would be breaking and entering the house of some big political guy. If they got caught…

  She whipped her head around to look at Mandy, distress stamped onto her features as she whispered, “I don’t want to lose my college scholarship. Let’s go have our fun elsewhere.”

  Mandy threw a glance to where Jackie was already slipping through the hole in the fence and she whispered back, “Go along with it for your own sake. We’re already here. Trust me if you back out now, Jackie will make sure you get such a nerdy, disgustingly boring reputation at college that you will want to give up your scholarship and clear out.”

  Silently, both girls slipped through the hole in the wall.

  Jackie beckoned from beside a shrub and they crept towards her. She held a finger to her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she turned and led the way into the mansion through a tiny window that led into a basement.

  They were in a long, lonely, well-lit corridor.

  “What exactly are we doing?” Alina whispered.

  “Crashing the party, what else?”

  Alina’s eyes rounded, “The party? It had so many dignitaries. I think I even saw the British Prime Minister! We can’t go in there dressed like this. Jackie that would—”

  “Embarrass the Ambassador? Yes, it would,” Jackie cut in as she pushed open a door, entered a room and promptly froze.

  “Why would we want to embarrass the Ambassador?” Mandy asked, speaking as she also entered the room. “Is this his function?”

  Alina brought up the rear and shut the door softly before turning around. She gasped involuntarily as she turned around and found two pairs of eyes watching them from across the room.

  The secret service guy they had met downstairs was now standing few feet in front of them, his hands crossed over his chest, his expression stern and forbidding and cold as ice. There was another agent with him; a tall blond man with a boyish handsomeness that reminded one of the choir.

  “I knew you were going to find some way in Miss Philips,” the Greek god intoned in a hard voice. “Your father left strict instructions that you should be handed over to the cops once you’re caught.”

  Alina paled and began to shake. Cops! Father? But did that mean the Ambassador was also …

  Jackie sidled up to the men, her face wreathed in a coquettish grin, “So what are you waiting for big boy? Whip out your cuffs.”

  Alina gasped, “No don’t. I can’t go to jail. Please. I would lose my scholarship if I got a criminal record. Please. I start school tomorrow.”

  The secret service guy flicked his gaze upwards to look at Alina and the rest of what she had been about to say died in her throat. The man was stunning! His eyes were… electrifying! And the whole of his attention was focused on her with such hair-raising intensity that reminded her of a wild jungle animal eyeing its dinner.

  Her throat closed up on itself and her brain shut down as she lost her train of thought. Why did it suddenly feel as if she and Ben were the only two people in the entire world?

  His gaze briefly caressed Alina’s face, dropped down to the region of her chest and lingered briefly on the full thrust of her size 36D breasts before trailing down to the hem of her dress where her long slim legs were glowing with a healthy tan. By the time he raised his eyes to hers, his gaze was so hot it was scorching Alina could feel heat all over her.

  He threw a look over his shoulder, “Cliff? Take them away!”

  The blond guy immediately marched forward and grabbed Jackie’s hand. He hauled her flush against his body and said, “Let’s go ma’am.”

  Alina stared in surprise as Jackie promptly thrust her hips backwards, pressing her soft fleshy buttocks against Cliff as she opened her mouth and let out a throaty moan. “You feel so hard, and strong. Listen I have a better idea, why don’t we pay for our ‘crime’ right here and now?” she whispered staring at the other Secret Service guy who was still scowling at them.

  “Ben she has a point,” Cliff said his voice throaty and tense. He was obviously already aroused. He lifted one hand and slowly stroked the curve of Jackie’s buttocks through the thin material of her dress. “Why should the cops get all the fun? Let’s end this here and now.”

  The Secret Service guy, Ben, shifted his gaze to Alina’s face and Alina felt some of that scorching blast from his gaze. Her nipples hardened into points and thrust against the lacy material of her bra. She swallowed nervously as he walked towards her, his hand going to caress the smooth curve of her cheek.

  “Is that what you want Princess?” he demanded in that low husky voice of his that never failed to send tingles down her body. “You want me to fuck you and let you go?”

  His small touch sent bolts of electricity through her skin and Alina breathed deeply and shut her eyes in disbelief. What was wrong with her? Why was she reacting to him like this? She had never been affected by a man like this.

  Unconsciously, her lips parted. Ben’s gaze dropped to them, and as though they were an invitation, he bent his head gently and pressed his lips against hers. His lips were surprisingly soft and warm and stars exploded behind Alina’s eyes as she kissed him back, pressing her soft, supple body against his hard, masculine length.

  Pleasure began to course through her veins and she felt her entire body begin to tingle as Ben’s hand curved at the base of her spine. His hands began to caress her back as he deepened the kiss. His tongue stroked hers boldly, melding, tangling, pleasuring, until Alina was almost dizzy with desire.

  When he lifted his head, Alina felt her heart thudding so crazily in her chest she was almost afraid it would burst from her chest.

  She clung to Ben, her gaze searching his in confusion as she desperately tried to understand what was happening to her.

  “I— I— ” Alina stammered.

  “I want you,” he breathed against her lips. “Forget the cops! Fuck the Ambassador; I want to make love to you. Say yes.”

  Alina stared into his eyes feeling as though she had been hypnotized and had fallen under some sort of spell.

  She felt her lips part and she heard the whispered word escape, “Yes.”

  His arm tightened and pulled her against him again in one swift move that crushed her against him. Senses fled as his lips descended once more and Alina let out a little sigh as he once more sent her to pleasurable heights.

  Who knew kissing could be so steamy and drugging, she wondered hazily as Ben’s lips drifted down her throat.

  Dimly, she heard the door open but she didn’t pay any attention to it. When it shut with a soft click, she jumped within the confines of Ben’s hands and looked around. Mandy and Jackie were gone!

  “My friends—” she began.

  “I sent them away,” Cliff said in his deep baritone from the door.

  Alina’s head whipped around to face him. He was deliciously handsome too, she mused even as Ben lifted her top, pushing it up almost to her neck before bending and closing his mouth around her turgid nipple through the fragile lace of her bra.

  A gasp of pure pleasure escaped her and she totally forgot about Cliff until a fresh pair of hands encircled her from behind and one large masculine hand delved beneath the hem of her skirt before caressing her thigh and drifting upwards slowly.

  “What are you doing?” she moaned as Cliff began to stroke her pussy through the soft material of her lace panties while Ben shoved her bra aside and gently began to nip her nipple with his teeth.

  Alina couldn’t control the moans of pleasure springing to her throat as both men pleasured and caressed her.

  “You’re so sweet Alina, so delicious,” Ben groaned against her breast. “I could eat you!”

  “I want to fuck you. Hard!” Cliff whispered in her ear even as his hand began to stroke her clitoris.

  Alina arched
, her body under heavy siege from the unfamiliar pleasure coursing through her. Cliff’s fingers were working such pleasure between her thighs she knew she would never be able to stand on her own two feet if both men were not holding her upright between their bodies.

  Was this sex? Was this how utterly amazing it felt, she wondered wildly as Ben’s lips crossed to her left breast and his mouth began to feast on it as it had the other one.

  Alina’s body began to quiver and shake. Beni lifted his head and looked down at her.

  “I’m going to enjoy exploring every inch of your delectable body,” he whispered, one hand going to wrap around the base of her neck in a very possessive gesture.

  Cliff withdrew his hand from between her legs and came around to her front. He raised his hand and Alina’s eyes riveted on his fingers; they were completely soaked with her wet juices.

  Holding her gaze, he lifted one hand and slowly began to lick each finger one after the other.

  Alina felt even more wetness pool between her thighs, and suddenly she very badly wanted to be fucked. Now! By both men! It would be an experience she would never forget.

  As though he had read her mind, Ben growled, “Lie down Alina.”

  She looked around and for the first time realized they were in a bedroom; an intensely feminine bedroom with a large king-size bed at the far end of it.

  The room was done in pink and white with everything taking that color right down to the thick, soft, downy rug in front of the bed. It was such a delightful and luxurious room, she realized.

  Her eyes widened when she saw the picture on the bedside table; Jackie! She whipped her head back to stare at Ben in disbelief.

  He cocked one eyebrow, “Jackie didn’t tell you this was her house?”

  She shook her head. “No. But that means—”

  “Yes, it means this is Jackie’s house. The Ambassador is her father but she doesn’t stay here anymore; not since he married someone else after divorcing her mother. But she always makes certain to crash one of his parties and embarrass him every chance she gets.”

  Understanding dawned, “That’s why he wanted her arrested.”