EROTIC ONE SHOTS

C A R A

I was getting lost in the beats of the loud music as my body swayed with the upbeat rhythm, my hands aimlessly roamed all over me – my breasts, my abdomen, my ass, my curves. I was undoubtedly scandalous today.

After all, it was my 20th birthday and my friends had arranged this wild house party for me with stripping poles and lots and lots of booze. And not just these…actual male strippers were invited by my best friend to this party. All my ultimate fantasies were getting fulfilled today as I got a special lap dance from one of the hotties. They had later dragged me on the dance floor, where I was right now, demanding the last dance to be performed by the sexy birthday girl herself.

But my alluring moves were not for seducing everyone else but for a certain Greek God, or should I say, my Satan (no offence to Greek Gods but Satan does that thing with his tongue, you know?) who was clad in all black and was glaring at me from a little far. Sensing his eyes on me, I turned towards him, my hips still swaying with the sultry music as my hands found their way from my breasts to my hair, slowly and rather hungrily. My hands ran through my short hair and I focused my eyes on him capturing my lower lip between my teeth.

He was sitting on a stool near the bar keenly observing my every move. A strand of his dark hair fell over his forehead as he finished his drink in a gulp and turned his dirty gaze back onto me. I saw his eyes taking in my body, travelling through every curve, undressing me slowly, teasing me. His inquisitive eyes met my aroused ones making him smirk deviously.

He sat in an extremely tempting manner… as if inviting me, his kitten, to come and sit on his lap. All of this made me gasp and make such a whimpering sound that anyone who heard me would have known how aroused I was just by a taking single look at my man.

I could say the same about him too. He was visibly pleased with the performance I was giving him.

“Stop fucking each other from a distance of 10 feet and go to your boyfriend already, bae! Go get a room and his dick before he catches me and kills me!” My best friend, Ellie yelled in my ear.

I reluctantly turned to look at her. “Why the hell would he want to kill you, Ellie?”

“For inviting naked men to dry hump on you and you know how he hates- oh” Someone accidentally pushed her and the drink in her hand spilled over me. After yelling profanities at the poor guy, she turned to me and apologised but soon got distracted by a hot blonde stripper.

I playfully smacked her ass and turned to look back at the bar my eyes searching for him, my boyfriend of 2 years, Lucifer. But he wasn’t where I last saw him. Where did he disappear all of a sudden?

I stepped away from the crowd on the dance floor and made my way towards the bar but all of a sudden, I felt someone grab my wrist and pull me in a dark secluded corner near the staircase. My brain went into the panic mode and I was about to use my ninja skills and power of anime on my attacker when I noticed his dark pair of green eyes staring down at me, the sexy green eyes which I was all too familiar with.

I relaxed sighing and punched his hard abs. “What do you think you were doing Lucifer? I almost kicked you in your family jewels!”

“shhh angel,” he shushed me by keeping a finger on my lips and I got all hot and bothered just by that simple touch. His face looked even more devilish and intimidating in the soft glow of red lights here. My mind was running wild by imagining all the things we could possibly do here in this dark corner. Sure, there would be a constant fear that someone might catch us but that fear only added the fuel of excitement to the naughty fire which my body, my brain and my soul were already burning in.

Reading my thoughts and seeing the lust for him in my eyes, he smirked and removed his finger from my lips only to trail them down my neck to my cleavage ever so slowly, as if his fingers marked and explored his territory which was my body. As if his fingers were tracing the streams of desires flowing within me that seemed to have pooled between my legs. As if his fingers were trying to write dirty sonnets on my skin praising me, appealing me. His touch was everything to me.

His finger dipped down my cleavage and tugged at the fabric of my dress pulling me towards him. His other hand snaked around my waist and secured me tightly close to him restricting me from moving much. I grabbed his collar and tried to pull his face down so that I could kiss his luscious lips but he didn’t even budge. And even in my 5 inches long heels, I simply couldn’t reach his face. Tall ass.

Seeing my desperate attempts to kiss him, he smirked down at me and licked his lips, “Babe, do you really think I will let you kiss me after all that?”

I stopped struggling and looked at him, my eyebrows furrowed, “All what?”

His hand that was on my chest, grabbed and squeezed my breast one last time as he removed it to capture my wrists, removing them from his neck. “After all the naughty things you did today.” his angry eyes were glaring at me.

I knew it! I knew how it pissed him off when I received that lap dance from one of those strippers. And I knew that seeing me dance so seductively in front of everyone had made him further jealous and protective.

He was scowling down at me but it somehow made me giggle. He looked so cute! And if both my wrists weren’t captured by his big hand right now, I would have pinched his cheeks. Seeing me giggle made him smile a little but he soon covered it and squinted his eyes even more. Cute.

Now it was my turn to smirk at him. I lifted one of my legs and wrapped it around his hips. It made my mini cocktail dress bunch up giving him a good look of my soft thighs between which, his face belonged. I started moving hips, grounding on the hardness that was making me crazy. This little movement caused him utter discomfort as I felt him getting harder and release a deep growl that made me quiver with excitement.

He put an end to this dirty game by pushing me against the wall and grabbing my bare ass, his fingers digging hard in my soft flesh. Oh I loved pain. His other hand grabbed my legs spreading them enough to accommodate his muscular thigh between them making direct contact with my wet core.

Before my brain could even register all this pleasure, his lips came down on mine and captured them. I responded immediately and kissed him back with equal fervour but he dominated me as usual. Our lips moved in a deep and slow rhythm. I felt his tongue teasing my lips slowly, urging me to open them for him. But even I was a vixen tonight; I didn’t give him that pleasure and smiled smugly to myself.

It seemed like he wasn’t having anymore of my games now as he bit my bottom lip and squeezed my bare ass simultaneously. All this sweet torture on my body made me gasp hard and gave him the opportunity to plunder my mouth. His tongue darted out to taste me, ravage me.

I was lost, so lost in the pleasure he was giving me that I didn’t even notice my hips grinding on his muscular thigh. The rough fabric of his pants and the flimsy material of my thong along with the pressure of his thigh, rubbed against my cunt so deliciously, I had to control myself from orgasming right then and there. He was making me crazy.

Just when I thought this couldn’t get anymore euphoric, his warm hand smoothed over my now cold leg until it reached my inner thigh, grabbing the soft flesh. I was literally shivering in his arms struggling to breathe normally but his lips just didn’t let me. I was on his mercy and he knew that very well.

His lips left mine, giving me space and time to catch my breath. I felt him lean down to my ear as his warm breath sent tingles to the bare skin of neck, “Are you wet kitten?” I heard him whisper, “mhmm? Tell me, did the Satan make the angel have dirty desires?”

“Yess…” I somehow managed to rasp out. My own voice made me blush because it sounded so lustful.

I felt his wet plump lips kiss the skin between my neck and my ear. I breathed in deeply, taking in his musky cologne with a hint of pinewood and cinnamon. “Always so needy.” He tsked as his hand slipped from my inner thigh to my pussy. Tugging my thong aside, his long, rough fingers started rubbing me. His skilled fingers kept on languidly stroking my engorged clit making me moan out his name.

“Lucifer,” I whimpered, “stop teasing me, please.”

“What did we agree upon last time, Kitten?” he enquired.

“When you were punishing me by shoving that wide dildo up my ass?” I asked seriously.

I saw his jaw clench. “Yes.”

He was seriously asking me to recite those damn stupid rules. I don’t even remember properly. For God’s sake, he makes new rules every time we fuck! Moreover his fingers were still stroking me. I couldn’t stand, couldn’t think and couldn’t talk. I am a potato.

“You don’t remember them, do you?” His fingers stopped massaging my weeping folds. NO.

“No I don’t. Lucifer, I swear to god you fingers better get back to where they were or else i-” I was cut mid sentence as his body abandoned to completely.

He bent down, grabbed my ass and in a flash, I was thrown over his shoulder. His rough hand slapped my butt hard, too hard.

“Kitten we agreed that you won’t play around and tease me in situations like these!” He scolded me as he strode towards one of the bedrooms nearby “Do you even know how hard it was for me to control myself from undressing you and take you right there on that fucking dance floor.”

“But I was just dancing.” I whined. “It’s not my fault that you think I do everything to seduce you!”

He was mad because I seduced him by dancing. But honestly, I didn’t pay any attention to him, I was busy admiring his gorgeous ass. Oh I want to pinch it so bad!

“Yeah? Just dancing with your tits practically out and touching yourself again and again all the while staring at me with those needy eyes?” He spanked me once again, “So now the angel lies as well, huh? He questioned as he grabbed and massaged my ass that he had spanked so hard moments ago.

I was about to moan at his touch when I heard him unlock a door and adrenaline rushed in my veins making my voice choke in my throat. His tight grip on my bare thighs confirmed that tonight would be wild.

He threw me on the bed and straightened up. His eyes took in my disheveled form. I took that opportunity to tease him even more by spreading my legs slowly and tantalizingly. If I was going to get punished for something, I better do it like a pro.

His smoldering eyes lowered to my wet thong as he took in a heavy breath. “Kitten...” he muttered, his voice dropping to a lower octave making me crave him even more.

Seeing him looking at me so longingly made me feel things that I had never felt before. Under his perfervid gaze, I had become someone I perhaps had locked inside the flaming, little corner within me.

His eyes lifted up to my face. After a moment or so, he licked his lips and began removing his cufflinks. I admired his veiny forearms as he folded his sleeves up to his elbows revealing the ink that covered his hands in beautiful patterns. Gosh, I am being a hoe just for his hands…how will I handle so much heat as the night progresses?