Authors Note: This is my twenty-seventh story. Part of it was inspired by an email from a friend and part of it is my response to his fantasy email. Enjoy and please remember that all feedback is greatly appreciated!
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Currently single and preferring things that way, I have an arrangement with a friend of mine, Clark, in which we are simply friends but we get together for a good fuck now and then. Since neither of us is a hopeless romantic and both tend more towards cold realism it works well for us.
I live with a childhood friend and her husband. She works days and he works nights, so my place is almost always out of the question.
Clark lives with a high school friend of his, Damian, who is almost never home, so we always get together for our little fuck sessions at his place so we won't be overheard or interrupted.
It's a lazy Saturday morning and I'm having a relaxing bath when my cell rings. I dry my hands and reach for the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Clark. Any plans for today?"
"Not really. What did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking I'd come pick you up, we could hit the theater and see a matinee then head back here since Damian will be gone all afternoon."
A sly grin crosses my face, "Sounds good to me...I'll be ready in about a half hour."
I put on a baby blue thong under my dark grey sweats and a black bra under the black tank top. I brush my wet hair back into a pony tail, throw on my black hoodie and runners, grab my purse, and I'm out the door just as Clark pulls up in front.
We end up seeing the latest "thriller" movie which is kind of a let down. We spend the majority of the movie running fingertips across each others arms, legs and necks and nuzzling close. It's been a couple weeks for both of us and we decide to leave the movie before it ends and head back to Clark's place.
Once we're in the door I kick off my shoes and run upstairs and lay down on the bed. Clark walks in behind me and gives me a wicked grin as he starts unbuckling his belt. I pull down my sweats to reveal the baby blue thong and take off my tank top and bra in one motion.
Clark steps out of his jeans and boxers and crawls on top of me. He leans down and kisses me hard and deep and I moan into his mouth as my hands move under his shirt and up his back. Finally I break the kiss and pull his shirt over his head and throw it across the room. I run my fingers through his blond hair and tug his lips back down to mine.
Clark presses his cock into my thigh and my body arches against him as I moan into his mouth. He moves down to suck one of my nipples into his hot mouth when I pull his head up by his hair and say in a voice hoarse with need, "No time for foreplay lover, it's been too long...just fuck me!"
He growls as he moves off my body, "Well in that case we'll be doing it my way this time...on your knees!"
My favorite position is the classic missionary...Clark's is doggy style...we compromise by alternating.
I move onto my hands and knees, spreading my legs and moving one of the pillows so I can grip the bars at the foot of the bed. I look at Clark over my shoulder, "What are you waiting for!?!?!?! Damnit Clark just fuck me!!!"
His hands grab my hips and I feel his hand guide his cock into my tight pussy. I moan loudly as I push back against him. My head drops and my body tingles as I feel his cock pushed inside me to the hilt. He holds there a moment, knowing I love to savor that sensation, before he begins slowly pulling his cock out of my pussy to the tip and then pushing it back in even slower.
I scream out in frustration, "I'm not a china doll, I won't break!!! I don't want you to be gentle! I want you to fuck me hard and fast and make me scream!"
I hear Clark's sharp intake of breath and feel him shove his cock deep into my pussy. I cry out in pleasure and pain and shove back against him.
Soon we're both lost in a haze of intense pleasure as we fuck hard and fast. I throw my head back and as I do I notice that in our haste we've left the bedroom door slightly ajar...and through it I can see Damian standing in the hallway in his boxers watching us.
I moan loudly and shove back harder against Clark's cock. It turns me on watching him watching us. A thought occurs to me to have him join us and I just about cum from the idea alone. I don't know how either of them would feel about it...but with Clark's cock pounding me from behind and Damian's look of desire I can't resist.
"I want something in my mouth." I say in a voice deep with lust. Damian's shocked eyes look into mine as he realizes I've seen him and am inviting him to join us.
Clark is so far gone he doesn't even hear me...but when Damian eases the bedroom door open and slowly enters Clark slows his pounding of my pussy, "What the fuck are you doing home!?" he demands.
Damian looks unsure...he glances to me, then to Clark, then stairs at the floor. "I didn't have to go in today. I was sleeping when you two got home...I work up...the door was open...then she was looking at me and she said she wanted something in her mouth...I thought you knew what she meant...I'll go now."
As Damian turned to leave, I shove back against Clark's hard cock. Looking over my shoulder at him I clenched my pussy muscles around his cock, "Please?"
He knew what I meant and as Damian was reaching for the door Clark said, "She said she wanted something in her mouth...so why the fuck are you walking away!?"
Damian turned around and looked both surprised and somewhat embarrassed. He looked to Clark for confirmation that he wasn't just hearing what he wanted to hear. "Put your cock in her mouth, man. If it helps her cum, put it in. You've got to feel this girl's pussy when she cums. It's incredible." Damian grinned and looked to me. I licked my lips and shoved back against Clark to remind him not to stop fucking me.
Within second Damian's boxers were off and he had grabbed a handful of my long hair as he laid his hard cock on your tongue and started pushing it into my mouth. I quickly picked up a steady rhythm sucking his cock while my Clark returned to vigorously fucking my pussy as he says in a strained voice, "Are you gonna cum for us, Lynne? Are you gonna cum taking two cocks at once you dirty, slutty girl? Are you gonna get off like a little slut!?"
Clark knows I LOVE dirty talk and he knows I'm loving every second of this. I'm aching to cum but I still want more. "My clit," I say, pulling my mouth off Damian's cock for a second. "Touch my clit! PLEASE!"
Clark slows his pounding of my pussy and says, "What do you say man? Wanna' feel this pussy when she cums?"