Pandora's Box - Erotic One shots

I can’t believe that I’m here. Being recently single and ready to mingle, except since everyone knows what he did I can’t get past the looks and whispers. Why is it that when the guy cheats, he’s a hero but the woman is treated like a leper?

In hindsight, the red flags were practically flashing in my face yet I chose to ignore them. But he was so good at fucking. “Asshole,” I grumble while looking at him by the pool table, surrounded by his friends and wanton girls. His black hair is slicked back, his brown eyes are sparkling... “Stop it, Ivy. The asshat does not deserve you.”

I turn around and grab the closest drink I see. It just happens to be in a guy’s hand as I snatch it away and turn it bottoms up.“Hey!” He sneers but then quickly starts laughing at me “Fine, I guess you need it more. I can get you another if you want.” He pulls me close to him by my waist, his drink is still pouring down my throat.

I finish the drink and hand him the cup. “Something a little stronger, please.” I bat my eyes. “And in an unopen bottle.”

“Wait here.” He disappears into the crowd. I take the time to study the people around me. Adrian’s house is full of college students, most I have never seen before. The man himself disappeared with a girl upstairs a while back and left me on my own. Not even his best friend’s misery of 10+ years can get between him and his conquests.

The guy reappears with a fresh drink in a cup. “Here you go.”

“Thanks. I need to find Adrian, but I’ll definitely come and find you later.” I wink at him and then push past him. Yeah, not gonna happen. I put the cup down on a table. I’m not about to drink something that I didn’t see him pour. The only reason I drank the first cup was because he wouldn’t spike his own drink, now would he?

Most of the girls are drunk at this point so the mandatory and embarrassing drunk girl dancing has commenced while the guys stare at them like starving wolves eyeing their last meal. Thank God that I never cared for dancing. Yeah, so maybe I’ve turned a tad cynical the past few weeks, sue me.

One of the guys yells “Pool party!” and that’s my cue to high tail it out of there. I push my way past drunk frat guys, careful not to get caught in the horde heading to the water. It gets harder and harder to push past them so instead of heading for the front door I hide behind the basement door instead.

I close the door behind me. The party noise fades away, instead, I hear a noise below. Xander, Adrian’s little brother is home and playing one of his video games. Figures that he would rather be down here than at a party full of horny girls. Between the two, Xander was always the shy one. And the adorable one.

One step at a time, I make my way down. I’m careful not to make any noise. Xander is sitting with his back to me, shirtless, on his two-seater couch, talking to some guys online through the game.

“What’s that music?” One of the guys asks.

“Just my older brother’s party,” Xander replies.

“A party? Are there girls?” Another asks.

“Yeah, loud, drunk girls,” Xander says.

“Then why the fuck are you down here?” The first guy chuckles.

Xander laughs. “I’d rather be down here. Besides, there is only one girl in my mind.”

By now, I’ve made it all the way to the couch and I’m standing close enough to touch him. I carefully run my hand over some strands of hair that are sticking straight up. Xander swats the area.

I graze the hairs again and Xander yet again swats at it. I graze it again. “Hold up. I need to kill a fly.” Xander pauses his game and the others groan.

He stretches and then turns around. As soon as his body faces me I yell “BOO!”

“Cheese on a cracker!” Xander shouts and I giggle. “Ivy? What the Hell?”

“Got Ya!” Xander’s hand is on his heart and I practically hear it racing. “What ya doing?” I smirk.

“Dying early from a heart attack.”

“Aw, baby. Want me to kiss it and make it better?”

“Kiss my heart?” Xander arches an eyebrow.

“Nah. I’ll settle for your lips.” I tease. Xander furrows his brows.

“Who’s that?” One of the guys asks.

“Ivy. My brother’s best friend.” He replies. “I’m going to log out. Later.”

I go around the couch and flop down on it beside Xander who has turned around to face the screen with me. He switches over to a streaming service and hands me the controller. “Hm, what should we watch?”

“Don’t matter. Adrian isn’t here so at least you don’t have to fight him over the controller.”

That’s true. The three of us have had many movie nights and even sleepovers but this is the first time I’m left alone with Xander. “Excellent. Muahahah...” I do my evil villain laugh. Xander looks at me with a smile and then shakes his head. “Action it is.”

Halfway through the movie and I’m bored. Xander is sitting close to me, our legs touching. I start to fidget and he grabs me on the thigh to stop me.

“So... who’s the girl?”

“What girl?” He looks at me confused. Even in the darkness, his handsome face with that chiseled jaw and beautiful brown eyes stands out. His blond hair reflects the light from the TV, enhancing his allure. I’ve always thought that he was cute but as the years went by he surpassed cute and became hot.

“The only girl on your mind.” I tease him.

“I... what?” Xander blushes.

“Don’t worry. I’ll stop teasing you... and I won’t tell Adrian either. We, lonely people, have to stick together, right?”

“And what if I don’t want to be lonely?” He whispers before leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine. “You did offer me a kiss.”

It’s not a gentle kiss as I expected but a deep, demanding one. He ravishes my lips, seeking entrance to my mouth and not taking no for an answer. His hands find my hips and he pulls me over his lap. His mouthwatering abs press against me and I purr. Yeah, I actually purred. I was surprised too.

Xander chuckles. The only barrier between us is my cotton dress, panties, and his basketball shorts. My throbbing clit immediately finds his hard member and rubs against it.

“Ivy.” He moans as his hands explore my body over my dress. He holds me close with one hand and the other finds my breast. Xander kneads with just the right amount of pressure. My body is on fire, his every touch is deliberate and exact. He knows my body better than even I do, which is impossible, right?”

I shouldn’t be doing this. What would Adrian say if he knew I was taking advantage of his little brother? Sure he’s only one year younger than me and goes to the same college as us but still. We grew up together. Adrian was always the best friend, treating me like one of the guys while Xander came to my rescue when Adrian was too rough with me.

I pull away and study his face. “Ivy, please don’t stop.” He begs. He looks at me with so much adoration, so much love, and affection that I can’t stand to deny him.

Gracefully as I can manage, I stand up and slip my shoulder out of my dress, then the other. I let the fabric pool at my feet. I hate wearing bras and tonight is no exception. I stand before him in nothing but my panties. Xander watches me closely and licks his lips.

“Do you like what you see?” I tease.

“No, I love it. Come here.” He pulls me a little closer. His finger hooks inside my lace panties and then pulls them off in one swift move. His gaze never leaves mine as he rubs my clit with one finger.

“Alexander!” I moan. His finger finds their way between my folds and then he slips a couple inside.

“So wet for me, so tight.” His hard cock has grown in size, his shorts can barely contain it. His other hand rubs it over his shorts.

“Let me see it,” I demand. “Take it out.”

He slips his hand inside his shorts and pulls out his massive erection. My eyes grow as big as a couple of half dollars. “Do you like what you see?” He throws my question back at me.

I nod. “I love it.” With one leg on each side of him, I straddle his lap. Our lips meet again, our tounges battling for more. He massages my breast and pinches my nipple before taking it in his mouth.

“I’ve dreamt of this.” He whispers so low that I almost didn’t hear it.

“Xander... I need to feel you inside me.” I moan. “Do we need a condom?”

“Never.” He impales me on his cock. His hips start pounding into me, finding a delicious rhythm.

Fuck, he’s good. There goes my theory that he’s a virgin because there is no way that he’s never done this before. “You feel so good! Alexander!”

“I love it when you scream my full name.”

“Alexander,” I yell out, not worried that anyone will hear us over the loud music. He slams into me harder. “Mmm... that’s it.”

“Ivy!”

“Fuck... Alexander. Please, I need more.”

Xander pulls out and bends me over the arm of the couch. He slams into me. His cock massages my G-spot and I can feel him hitting my uterus. “How’s that?”

“Perfect,” I scream and a mind-altering orgasm hits me. My entire body shivers. His hips slap against my ass, his balls hit my pussy lips with every pounding and I feel another orgasm on the edge of spilling over.

I’ve never been fucked like this, not even by that fucktard of an ex of mine who up until 10 minutes ago was the best lay I had ever had.

“Cum again, Ivy. Cum all over my dick. I want to feel you as I bring your orgasms.” Xander demands. His hands roughly hold unto my hips, making sure that he can slam into me with great force.

My hand reached between my legs so I can massage his balls. They are big too, too big to fit in my hand but that doesn’t stop me from trying. “Damn, Ivy. Keep doing that!”

“I’m there. I’m cuming... Alexander!” I fall over the edge and take Xander with me.

“Oh, fuck. Ivy.” He releases his seed deep inside. I expect him to pull out and get dressed but he doesn’t. Instead, he stays seated inside me and rests his head on my back while holding me close. “That was amazing. I always hoped I would lose my virginity to you.” Xander admits.

“What about the girl, the only one in your mind?”

Xander laughs. “Haven’t you figured it out yet?”

I shake my head. “It’s you. It’s always been you.” He smiles.