by Amanda Gray
“Fuck—”
Her hips bucked a final time and then trembled violently before collapsing back to the bed. She sucked in a huge breath and let it out in shuddering gasps, her face and neck and chest flushed a mottled red. He pulled back, not wanting to overstimulate her as she came down from her orgasm and took the time to softly kiss her belly and thighs as she let the tremors roll through her.
After a few more moments, Anni looked down at him and he grinned up at her with his sloppy mouth. “Oh my God that was good,” she blurted in a rush of air. “Fucking shit.”
Anni looked over his shoulder. Joel glanced back and saw that Sasha was right behind him. “You didn’t tell me you ate pussy like a champ,” Sasha said. “That was hot.”
The door slammed downstairs and everyone in the room went rigid.
Anni looked down at herself, her pussy a wet mess, the room smelling like sex and wet vagina. Joel looking guiltier than sin, and Sasha just looking surprised.
“Fuck,” Anni whispered. She clumsily pulled her jeggings back up as best she could with her still trembling fingers. Sasha quickly moved to her dresser, picking up the can of air freshener and hosing the room down with it.
Joel looked down at himself, noticing the wet spot his pre-cum had made and wishing he had proper shorts on. He didn’t want to risk trying to run across the hall with a massive erection, so he jumped on the bed, jostling Anni around.
“Move over,” he whispered harshly as he positioned himself on his stomach.
Sasha jumped on the couch, throwing in her earbuds and remembering they should be plugged into something.
Anni turned on the TV as Katherine’s voice preceded her up the stairs.
“Hey guys, Sasha, Anni? Anyone here?” She knocked on the door and Sasha sweetly commanded her to come in.
She pushed the door open, first seeing Sasha, who smiled up at her, and then seeing Joel and Anni on the bed. Then she noticed the smell. Joel calmly watched her wrinkle her nose and sniff several times.
She coughed. “Are you guys hiding a dead body in here? Jesus, why so much air freshener?”
“Joel farted,” Anni said, looking up from her phone. “And you’re back early.”
Katherine pursed her lips and put a hand on her hip. “Is that a problem?”
“Nope,” Joel said. “I’m happy you’re back.”
Katherine smiled at him. “At least one person wants me. Thank you, Joel.”
“Anytime,” Joel said, beaming her a smile back.
Sasha snorted, muttering something under her breath. Katherine looked over the room one more time, in silence, and then turned away and closed the door after her.
Sasha let out a breath and looked over at Anni, who had her phone in her hand, but she was looking back at Sasha with barely contained excitement on her face. After a few moments of happy relief, Sasha let out a whispering giggle.
“That was fucking close,” she whispered.
Joel had his hand over his face. He wiped down over his mouth and felt wetness, and his heart thudded. He rolled over to the side and looked over Anni’s shoulder towards Sasha.
“I had fucking pussy juice all over my mouth,” he blurted.
Sasha glanced back towards the door and angrily held up a finger at him. “Why the fuck are you talking so loud?”
“Sorry,” he whispered, wiping the rest of Anni’s juices from his chin. “But there’s no way she didn’t see me when I was grinning at her like a fucking idiot.”
“It could’ve been anything,” Anni said, turning to him on the bed. He looked at her and she smiled, giving him a quick kiss on the lips before looking down. He put his hand on her hip and she looked back up at him. He kissed her again, deeper this time, savoring the taste of her mouth. She pulled back and grinned.
“I taste pretty good,” she whispered. He nodded and smiled, his hand stroking her hip. Sasha cleared her throat loudly and Anni turned over, poking her butt out and positioning her ass firmly against Joel’s crotch as they spooned.
“You guys, we almost got caught. Cut it out,” Sasha said in annoyance.
Anni quit rubbing her ass against him and muttered something under her breath. Sasha frowned at her and stood up, adjusting the waistband on her panties and walking out of the room.
Joel watched her walk out, sensing that she was annoyed about something and sitting up on the bed. Anni looked over her shoulder at him, turning when he levered himself off the bed, erection and all.
“What are you doing?”
“Going back to my room,” he said with a wink. “We’ll talk later when things cool down.” She watched him, nodded, and laid her head back down on the pillow as he quickly moved to his room and shut the door behind him.
FIVE
JOEL was getting restless. They hadn’t filmed anything in more than a week. He hadn’t touched either one of them sexually since he’d eaten out Anni. Every night he tossed and turned in his bed, unable to get to sleep. He didn’t bother them about it, in fact, he walked on eggshells any time the four of them were all at the house together.
Katherine hadn’t said anything, but it seemed like she was watching him like a hawk. He couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that being around her gave him. Most of his time was spent holed up in his room, working on new tracks, or surfing the internet. If he passed Sasha or Anni in the hallway, he made an effort to quickly go on about his business.
Not knowing what was going on with their arrangement was killing him, but he wasn’t about to ask, or beg for information, especially now that Katherine was watching him.
He walked down the street, on the way back from an especially intense run, his earbuds resting lightly on his sweaty shoulder, blaring violins and cellos. Running was the only thing that helped him burn off the excess energy he was building up. And he’d run every single day he didn’t work, even some days he did work. He’d put in extra hours in the gym, pushing his body to its physical limits, all in an effort to get his mind off of getting in Anni’s pants.
It wasn’t working that well.
He pushed the front door open, shoving his phone into his pocket and heading directly for the laundry room. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into an empty hamper before turning towards the door. He almost bumped into Anni.
“Sorry,” he mumbled quickly, making to move past her through the doorway. She pushed him back a little, glancing behind her before pulling his head down and kissing him. He settled into it, immediately feeling blood flow, fast enough to feel a little lightheaded. He pulled back a little to grab her by the waist and hoist her up so she could wrap her legs around him. Before he knew it, he’d forced her against the wall, kissing her feverishly.
He knew she could feel his hardened length against her when she started grinding a little against his quickly growing erection. He let out a little groan, gripping her ass cheeks hard in his hands and pushing his pelvis forward, forcing his barely contained bulge against her.
Joel heard steps and immediately dropped Anni to her feet, turning away and rummaging through a bag of clean clothes. Anni panicked and dropped her phone on the ground, bending over to pick it up.
Katherine stood in the doorway and Anni turned around to her.
“Hey, mom.”
“It’s about time you got back, Joel,” Katherine said, ignoring her daughter.
“Sorry, I decided to take a longer run than usual.”
“Ashley Peyton stopped by. She was wondering whether you wanted to go get something to eat but she didn’t have your new number.”
Anni turned the same time Joel did—but he only turned enough to see her, as he was still sporting a raging erection. “Yeah? What’d she say?” he asked.
“I don’t know. You’ll have to call her back yourself,” Katherine said with a very comical wink. She turned from the doorway and walked in the opposite direction down the hall. Joel stared at the empty doorway for a moment, and then looked at Anni.
“I want you,” he whisper
ed. They silently stared at each other for a few moments.
“Tonight,” Anni said. “Your room.”
*****
Joel was practically pacing back and forth in his room. Only the lamp was on, casting yellowed light on everything. He’d turned on his noisy ceiling fan to help mask any sounds for however long they were at it. He was barefoot, in his boxers, sporting an erection any pornstar would’ve been proud of. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Anni slipped into his room and shut the door behind her.
He let out a breath as he watched her lock the door, her purple panties and T-shirt discolored by the lamplight. She turned towards him and opened her mouth to say something but he was already pinning her against the door with no regard for sound. She had a bottle of something in her hand but he didn’t care. He just wanted to shove his tongue down her throat. His hands kneaded her ass, squeezing hard as he kissed her feverishly.
He pulled back and her warm breath washed over his face, the strong smell of cinnamon mouthwash perfuming his nostrils. He picked her up and tossed her onto the bed, shedding his boxers on the floor before he climbed on top of her and continued kissing her. He slipped a free hand into her panties to discover that she was already swollen and wet. He looked down at her and she pushed him back a little.
“Can we skip this part?” she whispered. “I came here to get fucked.”
He looked down at her and she wiggled the bottle she had in her hand. “Lube up.”
He took the bottle and generously applied the warm liquid to his cock, coating his length completely while Anni slipped off the bed and pulled her panties down to her knees, leaning over. Joel dropped the bottle on the carpet, partially on purpose, partially because his hands were shaking as he approached Anni from behind, placing one hand on her hip and using his other hand to guide his cock to her entrance.
He played the head against her folds before pushing the head in and waiting there for a moment. The only sound was Anni’s measured breaths as he slowly pushed in deeper, feeling her silken flesh around him like a glove. He pulled back and let out a long breath before pushing in deeper, both his hands on her hips, pulling her gently towards him.
“Deeper,” she whispered when he began to pull back. “I can take more.”
He looked down, pushed forward, forward, until he’d rooted her, holding himself there. He leaned over, bracing himself against her back and moving his hips back a little. She turned her head and they kissed. “Fuck me,” she whispered as his slid in and out. “Fuck me.”
He straightened, gripping her hips again and moving faster, faster, until he was slapping into her with each stroke, a sound that was impossible to mask. He watched the meat on her ass roll with every thrust. She felt incredible on him, and even though they’d skipped any real foreplay, he knew that it wouldn’t be long until he’d explode.
“Ohhh,” he grunted, a hot shiver run through his body. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, his voice wavering. “So beautiful.”
Anni was gripping the sheet with her free hand and rubbing her clit with the other, her head hanging low. Joel continued to buck into her, harder now, his stiff cock sliding easily in and out of her wetness. He pumped faster, hearing her breathy grunts into his sheet, occasionally feeling her hand brushing against his shaft.
He leaned forward, pushing her head down into the comforter and pounding her, rocking her forward with every hard thrust. Sweat glistened on his forehead, misted lightly on his skin, and blood surged through his veins. He moaned, losing rhythm as pleasure built that he couldn’t control.
“Fuck, Anni,” he groaned. “Fuck—”
He pulled out suddenly, Anni’s ass still rocking back, and stroked his slippery cock while she plunged her fingers inside of herself. A moment later, he spasmed hard, snorting loudly through his nostrils as he lost himself all over her ass and back, his stomach clenching and chest heaving as he gripped her free hand with his free hand.
After a few more moments of stroking, he collapsed against her, still throbbing. She flattened out against the bed and he simply laid on top of her, both of them breathing heavily. Finally, he rolled over, the sound of their breathing and his heavy pulse seeming extremely loud in the quietness of the room.
She turned her head to look at him and smiled. He smiled back.
“Did you cum?” he whispered.
She giggled lightly and smacked his arm. “Don’t put that kind of pressure on yourself. Statistically—”
“Oh, statistically my ass,” he laughed.
She looked him in the eye and his smile faded. He’d just fucked Anni. Anni was the daughter of his godmother.
“Seriously,” Anni whispered. “You needed this and I needed this. But…you can’t tell Sasha about this. Ever.”
“Why not?”
“You can’t tell Sasha about this, ever,” Anni repeated. “Or we can’t continue this.” She gestured back and forth in the space between them.
“Continue what?”
Anni smiled, shifted to kiss him on the lip and then stood up. “I’ve got to go.”
Joel watched her disappear from his room, shutting the door again, and he let his head fall back against the pillow. If the smile on Anni’s face was any indication, the fun was just getting underway. . .
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Rhonda’s mind drifted in her dreamlike state, the deep blue eyes of her gorgeous lover watched her as he buried her mouth into her pussy. She moaned softly as she felt the tongue lapping against her wet folds. His hands were warm against her thighs and she sighed happily as the first waves of pleasure coursed through her body, making her core tighten around his lapping tongue and her nipples tighten so hard.
She opened her eyes to find that it wasn’t the man of her dreams, one whom she’d had to let go of, when he said he’d not wanted to see her, one who had been locked away by law.
Instead it was her fiancé, Alexander Fawkner who loved her lips. Her sex glistening on his lips and chin as he smiled at her.
“Good morning Rhonda.” He said, before he licked hard and slowly against her pussy.
Rhonda curved her back, revelling in the sensation of his mouth against her pussy lips.
His tongue stabbed inside her, fucking her hard before he curled the tip around to touch her G-spot. Alexander shifted, moving a hand between her legs and caressing her cunt before he slipped a finger then two inside her, making her moan as he slid the digits in and out, curling them to hook against the inside walls and tapping the tips against the very spot where his tongue had licked. With each thrust of his fingers, she moaned and panted, feeling the waves build up to a tsunami force the likes of which she hadn’t felt since… her lost lover . . . Download this story and continue reading now . . . FREE for Kindle Unlimited Users and Prime Members
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Table of Content
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER ONE
“So, what are you going to do about it?” Tank asked Derek as they sat at the bar. He had told Tank about his first day, and then finding the boss, and Rhonda’s fiancé screwing the Human Resources receptionist in the filing room.
“I have to tell her. She shouldn’t be with that asshole, I’ll take her back in a heartbeat. I still love her.
“Despite her leaving you with just a ‘Dear john.’ to remember her by?” Tank asked.
“That’s cold Slydog, I’d not want anything to do with a bitch like that.” Grease, one of the newly patched members said as he downed hiss third beer.
“Well ain’t it a good fucking thing that you never did, Grease. I’m not you, I can forgive her that. I mean what woman wouldn’t be scared with her man being in the slammer? I don’t blame her for not waiting for me. I could have been in there a hell of a lot longer, and I did tell her not to visit. She might have taken that as an end to our relationship.” Derek said as he took a swig of his beer.
“Okay, fair enough. But what are you going to do about this whole shit situation?” Tank asked, leaning on the bar and looking at Derek.
“I’m going to talk to her when I see her.” Derek said, nodding to himself. “Tell her what an asshole she is marrying, get her to come back to me and leave that loser douche.”
“What can you offer her though? You’re not a rick fucker, you’re living in my spare room, and you have a criminal record. This guy has billions in the bank, chicks drop to their knees. – Or bend over filing cabinets – just for a piece of him, and he’s one of the most eligible assholes in town.”
