Cheri's Erotic Ten - Vol. 1

by Jean-Luc Cheri

  “What’s going on?”

  “Nothing.”

  “Liar. Tell me.”

  “I can’t. Not here.”

  She stared at me a long moment before speaking. “Does this have anything to do with what we talked about?”

  “Talked about what?”

  “About someone watching you?”

  Damn, she was good. My guilty glance at her let her know the truth.

  “I knew it! You talked to her?”

  I nodded.

  “And was I right?”

  I nodded again.

  She stood and pulled me up, then away from the table so we could talk alone.

  “And?” she said, staring at me.

  “And what?”

  “Are you going to go through with it?”

  “Yes.”

  She shook her head. “You’re unbelievable.”

  “Have you seen her?”

  “Yes, and I’ve seen her husband too. Have you thought about what you’re risking?”

  “Yes, I know what I’m risking.”

  “You’re seriously going to do this?”

  “I’m getting a private tour of the house.”

  “Unbelievable. What am I supposed to do while this is going on?”

  “Mingle.”

  “I swear, there’s only enough blood in your body to supply your brain or your dick. When one starts working, the other stops.”

  “Kate, you weren’t there. She was so... irresistible.”

  “Did you tell her the truth about us?”

  “No.”

  “That bitch.”

  “Huh?”

  “She’s trying to steal my guy.”

  “What are you talking about? I’m not your guy.”

  “But she doesn’t know that. She thinks you’re cheating on me with her.”

  “But I’m not. You know the truth.”

  “It doesn’t matter. It bothers me that she thinks it.”

  “That’s fucking weird, even for you.”

  “You’re a guy. You wouldn’t understand.”

  “If it makes you feel any better, she asked if you and I were serious.”

  “And what did you tell her?”

  “Not really.”

  She put her hands on her hips. “Not really?”

  “What?”

  “You told her we weren’t serious?”

  “Yeah.”

  “So, what am I to you?”

  “Um, my fake girlfriend?”

  “But as your fake girlfriend, what do I mean to you?”

  “Um, Kate, this is getting really weird here.”

  “Just answer the question.”

  “I don’t even understand the question.”

  “Fine.”

  “Why are you mad?”

  “Nevermind. Just go off with her, and let her rub my nose in the dirt.”

  “She’s not doing that.”

  “Maybe I’ll screw her husband to get even.”

  I stared at her for a long moment. “You’re serious about this, aren’t you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then how about this? Come on the house tour with me.”

  “No, I don’t want to ruin your plans.”

  “You won’t. We’ll let her know we have an open relationship, and you’re giving her your consent to be with me. That way, she’s not stealing ‘your guy’.” I make quote signs with my fingers.

  Kate grinned. “I like that. Thanks.”

  I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “You women.”

  When the dance started, Kate and I stood by the dance floor, watching the other couples drift out slowly. As soon as several got out there, most of the rest decided to join them.

  “You’re not dancing?” Cheryl asked as John pulled her by us onto the floor.

  “No, we’ll sit this one out,” I said.

  “We can go out if you want,” Kate said, “It’s not like we haven’t danced together before.”

  “Yeah, when we were both thirteen.”

  “That’s true. You were pretty clumsy.”

  “Hey, that was nine years ago. I’ve gotten better since then.”

  “I would hope so.”

  I grinned. “Smart ass.”

  “You want to give it a try?”

  “I guess.”

  But just as we started out, Mr. Terranova appeared, smiling at Kate. Nikki was by his side.

  “Are you ready, my dear?” he asked, holding out his hand to Kate.

  “Sure,” she said, “as long as my boyfriend doesn’t mind.”

  “Go,” I said, “Have fun.”

  The pair moved off into the crowd. I turned to Nikki, who was smiling slightly at me.

  “Hello again,” I said.

  “Hi sexy. You ready for that tour now?”

  “Um, plans have changed slightly.”

  “Changed? How?”

  “Kate’s coming with us.”

  She nodded. “I understand. I’m a little disappointed.”

  I shook my head. “No, it’s not that. We’ll explain it.”

  She gave me another curious look. “You certainly are a mystery, Brent Barrow.”

  I grinned. “I try.”

  “We should dance then.”

  “Your husband won’t mind?”

  “He’s dancing with your girlfriend. How could he mind?”

  “Oh yeah. I guess if you put it that way.”

  We moved out onto the dance floor, and she moved into me, pressing her body lightly against mine. She was one of those women who danced in a way that let you know she considered dancing and fucking very similar activities. I hardened quickly, both from her touch and from the knowledge there was a very good chance I would be getting to know her body intimately in the very near future. She felt my hardness, and moved softly against it, filling my mind with lust.

  The song ended, and another began, and we remained together, moving to the music. At one point, she moved close to me and whispered in my ear. “I love the feel of your cock against me. I can’t wait to have it inside.”

  “God, you’re so sexy,” I whispered back.

  The song ended, and we made our way back to our spot. Kate and Mr. Terranova arrived at the same time.

  “Jonathan,” Nikki said, “I’m going to give our two guests here a tour of the house. Would you like to join us?”

  “I’d love to dear, but I’ve promised more dances. You all have fun. And Kate? If you have time later, I’d enjoy another dance?”

  “Sure,” Kate said, “I would like that.”

  The three of us headed towards the house, with Nikki leading the way. She was wearing a white knit blouse that hugged her curves, and a matching white skirt that flowed tightly over her ass, then flared out in soft pleats, almost reaching her knees. I couldn’t take my eyes off the twin swells of her ass.

  Our tour began downstairs, where Nikki pointed out the paintings and sculptures, naming off the artists – some I had even heard of. She mentioned that the house’s architecture was based on ancient Roman designs, and that the marble had been imported from Italy.

  As she started up the marble staircase, she said, “The downstairs we consider the public gallery, but the upstairs is our private collection. Not many get to see it.”

  “Um, Nikki?” Kate said, stopping our host in mid step.

  Nikki turned. “Yes, Kate?”

  “I think there’s something you should know about Brent and me.”

  Nikki looked curious. “And what’s that?”

  “We don’t have a normal relationship.”

  “Most people don’t, despite the fact they call it normal.”

  “What I mean to say is, we allow each other freedoms that most couples don’t have.”

  The edges of Nikki’s lips curved upwards slightly. “What are you saying, Kate?”

  “I’m saying that it’s ok, you and Brent. I’m ok with you two, you know, getting together.”

  Nikki’s smile grew s
lightly. “That’s very gracious of you, Kate. I appreciate your generosity.”

  “Um, so, I guess I’ll leave you two alone now.” She turned to leave.

  “Kate?” Nikki said.

  Kate turned back. “Yes?”

  “You’re welcome to join us if you’d like.”

  Kate’s eyes went wide. “No, that’s ok.”

  “You sure? We could all have some fun together.”

  Kate was shaking her head. “No, I don’t think that would work.”

  Nikki smiled. “That’s fine. Could you do me a favor though?”

  “Sure.”

  “I appreciate you giving me permission, but I’d feel a lot better about this if you would give your boyfriend here a nice big kiss before you go.”

  Kate’s eyes went wide as saucers. “What?”

  I interrupted. “That’s not necessary. I know Kate doesn’t mind.”

  “Please?” Nikki said, “It would really let me know you were ok with it.”

  “I’m okay with it,” Kate said.

  Nikki turned to me. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this without knowing for sure.”

  I stared at Kate, and she stared back at me. Finally, she stepped close. “Ok, I’ll do it.”

  I looked at her in surprise. “You will?”

  She stared at me. “Sure, it’s just a kiss, right?”

  Nikki smiled. “Make it a nice sloppy one.”

  Kate leaned in slightly, and I leaned back. “Come on, just kiss me,” she said. “Then you two can go have your fun.” She leaned closer.

  I glanced over Nikki, who was watching us intently, almost eagerly. My eyes traveled down and then up her body, knowing I was just one kiss from Kate away from seeing all of what Nikki had to offer. I decided it was worth it.

  I leaned forward and met Kate’s lips with mine. As soon as we touched I wanted to pull away, but I knew Nikki wouldn’t be happy with just that. I pressed harder, and our lips slid together, and I felt her breath mingle with mine. Her lips were soft, and felt surprisingly good, and I almost forgot who I was kissing. Instinctively, my tongue probed out, and lightly touched her bottom lip.

  She pulled back and looked at me, trying hard to hide the emotions on her face. We shared another confused look, and then she turned to Nikki, smiling. “How was that?”

  Nikki clapped her hands together and beamed wide. “Breathtaking. Thank you so much, Kate.” Then she held her hand out towards me and said, “Come along, Brent, there’s something I need to show you right away.”

  I took her hand and she pulled me up the stairs. I turned back to Kate and mouthed a ‘thank you’, and she gave me a little wave and a smile.

  At the top of the stairs, we turned down a long hall, walking quickly. We went past more framed artwork, but it seemed that Nikki was no longer interested in explaining the details of it. She stopped at one of the doors, opened it, and led me inside. After closing and locking the door, she turned to me.

  “Oh god, that was so fucking hot,” she said, her eyes locked on mine.

  “Really?” I didn’t understand why she was so turned on by me kissing my fake girlfriend.

  “Fuck yeah. My pussy is soaked from just watching you two.”

  I smiled. “I like the sound of that.”

  She stepped close and slid her arms up around my shoulders. “Check for yourself.”

  I didn’t need to be asked twice. Moving my hand down underneath the hem of her skirt, I then slid it up her bare thigh, until I encountered her satin panties stretched tightly over her mound. I pressed my finger into the smooth material, and felt the vertical cleft of her outer labia. Pushing harder, I pressed the cloth between her lips, and felt the slickness of her inner flesh.

  She groaned and tightened her arms, finding my lips with hers. Her kiss was urgent, and I felt her desire in every touch of our skin.

  As her tongue darted into my mouth, I slid her panties to the side and pressed my finger into her slippery folds. She hadn’t been exaggerating about her wetness, and my finger was instantly coated with her slick honey. As I pressed my finger deeper, I could feel her inner walls gripping me, holding me in her tight embrace as if my finger were a miniature cock.

  My real cock jerked in my pants, in anticipation of being where my finger now was. I was stiff as an iron bar, and it was tenting out my pants in a large lump. Nikki took notice, and reached down to grip me through my pants, squeezing my cock as her tongue continued to explore my mouth.

  “Uhhh,” I moaned against her lips. It was all happening so quickly, but I was loving every moment of it.

  I slid my finger upwards, sliding between her labia in search of her sensitive nub. When I felt the erect lump under my finger, her body twitched and she groaned again. I focused on her clit, rubbing it in gentle circles as she hunched her pussy against my hand.

  Her hands moved to my belt, which she deftly undid and then tugged down my zipper. My pants separated, and my rigid cock pressed my boxers out through the gap. Her fingers slipped under the waistband of my underwear, and she pushed them down, taking my pants with them.

  My cock sprang free, and she gave a little “Oooh” as she gripped it in her small hand, not able to reach her fingers around. “Even better than I had hoped for,” she whispered.

  We stood there for a minute, her hand on my rigid shaft, stroking me gently as she watched in fascination. All the while, my finger worked on her clit, rubbing it in slow circles as tics of pleasure shimmered across her face.

  “I need to suck you,” she said, and immediately dropped to her knees. Without pausing, she enveloped my cock in her mouth, her lips tight around the shaft as she bobbed her head slowly up and down.

  “Ahhhh,” I groaned, as I stared down at the lovely vision in front of me. She had a look of contented concentration on her face, as her full lips slid up and down my cock, tugged outward each time they slid upwards to the tip. If ever a pair of lips were made for cocksucking, hers were, so full and sensuous, perfectly matching her face. She was also doing something with her tongue that I couldn’t see, but felt fucking fantastic.

  I knew that much more of this was going to end soon with me blasting my cum down her throat. Which didn’t sound that bad, but I got the feeling she really wanted me to fuck her. A desire we had in common.

  I reached down and grasped her under her arms, and pulled her upwards. She resisted at first, trying to keep her mouth tightly around my shaft, but then she turned her gaze up to me and saw my intentions in my eyes. She smiled.

  I pulled her tight to me, and leaned down to kiss her hard, at the same time moving us towards the bed in the center of the room. When we reached it, I picked her up and laid her on it, following her down and keeping our kiss intact.

  Her dress rode up to her hips as her legs moved around me, and I settled between her spread thighs. My cock urgently pressed against her flesh, searching for her slick entrance. She reached down between us and took me in her hand, guiding me to the mouth of her cunt. With her other hand, she pulled her panties further to the side, then groaned loudly as my swollen cockhead probed between her inner labia.

  Instinctively, my hips flexed forward, driving my cock halfway into her with the first thrust. She cried out loudly, and I felt her fingernails dig into the skin of my shoulders, as she arched her back and opened herself wider to me, making it clear she wanted more.

  I thrust again, using my strength to bury my full length completely into her.

  “Uhhhhggg!” she grunted, as my thick, engorged flesh stretched her tight inner walls to their limits. I could feel her cunt muscles twitching and spasming around my invading erection, sending delicious ripples of pleasure up my spine. We pressed together tightly, keeping my cock lodged deep as we paused for a moment before beginning the urgent rhythm of fucking.

  “Feels so good, baby,” she whispered in my ear, “just like I knew you would.”

  “You’re so beautiful,” I replied. “I wanted you the moment I saw you.”


  She smiled. “I know. I saw it in your eyes. Now, fuck me, baby. I need you to fuck me hard.”

  I lifted my hips and slid slowly out of her, causing a low growling “Yesssss” to escape from her lips. “Oh yeah, just like that. So fucking good.”

  When I reached the end, I thrust back into her, loving the feeling of my thick cock sliding through her yielding tight flesh. Her shiny lubrication coated my cock skin, making our contact slippery and hot. I picked up speed, sliding in and out of her in wet slick strokes.

  She moved her legs up around my back, opening herself further to my invasion. It felt like I was forcing my cock through a tight fist with each inward stroke, and I began to groan softly each time I bottomed out.

  Keeping my hips moving, I reached up to caress the top slopes of her breasts, which were revealed by her low-cut blouse. My hand slid downward, tracing over the soft, white skin, until I felt the edge of the material. Hooking my fingers, I curled them under her bra and pulled downward. More of her breast became visible, and soon her pink areola peeked into view. I tugged harder, and then her entire breast popped free, jiggling slightly from our fucking.

  I leaned down and took the nipple into my mouth, sucking hard as my hips picked up the rhythm.

  “Yessss,” she hissed, and she began tightening her legs in time with my strokes, shoving her cunt up around my cock, meeting my thrusts with her own.

  I could feel my orgasm beginning to build, starting as a tingle in my balls and spreading outward, coiling through my loins. Our breaths were coming in deep gasps, as our bodies heaved against each other, searching for every last sensation of pleasure.

  I bit at her nipple and she cried out again, clutching tighter to me. My hips were now a blur, whip-sawing my cock in and out of her clasping cunt, giving her exactly what she asked for. Instead of feeling pleasure from individual thrusts, our rapid fucking was creating a steady hum of ecstasy, a hum that was increasing in frequency with each passing second.

  Her orgasm began as a low whine in the back of her throat, building in intensity as it continued, getting louder and louder as my cock pistoned in and out of her. She stopped thrusting up to meet me, and instead just held on tightly with both her arms and legs, as my battering thickness pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

  “UhhhhhAhhhhhh!” Her voice went up an octave as her climax burst, and her body shuddered and thrashed under me as I continued to fuck her relentlessly. She babbled indecipherable groans loudly into my ear, as her face locked in a grimace of pleasure. I could feel her cunt jerking and spasming around me, her inner muscles contracting hard around my throbbing dick.