Rubik's Cube

She was nervous. The people around her were laughing, drinking and having fun. She? Not so much. Lack of knowledge how the night will end was stopping her from enjoying the party. Her husband left her near the food table at the beginning of the evening and has avoided her since.

The party was organized for couples and singles who’d love to meet someone new and maybe experiment in the bed, no strings attached. Just a casual sex. Hot sex. She shook her head, trying to stop thinking about it.

“First time?” - A man approached her and stood on her side. Both were looking at the crowd.

“Yeah, how do you know?”

“Haven’t seen you before and you’re keeping to yourself.”

“Are you experienced in this sort of thing?”

“Yes, not my first secret party.”

She looked at the man, he was slightly taller than her, dark hair and dark eyes, the opposite of her light blue eyes and dark blonde hair. She was a beauty but her husband found her boring. She accepted the invitation only to prove him wrong.

“How does the night end?” - He seemed to be an expert on the subject.

“However you wish. Talking until you fall asleep or fucking until you lose consciousness. Whichever you prefer.”

She choked on his words and looked at him sideways. He was drinking wine, his expression somewhat bored. She looked back at the crowd and noticed her husband hitting on two brunettes. Her shoulders stiffened at the scene in front of her eyes. - “I’m the type to talk, but maybe I should fuck.”

The man leaned towards her. “Kitten, take the Rubik’s cube if you want that fuck.” - She blushed and turned to answer him but he was already gone. His broad shoulders pushed into the crowd. Her legs rubbed as her lower body came to life. She cursed under breath. He’s just pulling my leg.

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A golden-platinum Rubik’s cube keychain was looking at her.

“Miss, choose one.” - The man in the mask pointed again at the box with keys.

Her hand trembled as she pulled out the keys and handed them over to the masked man. He lifted the keys high for everyone to see. - “Gentleman, proceed to the entrance and wait for your lady.”

Her vision tunneled as she turned around to walk the aisle which led to the exit. She was too uncomfortable to look left or right, avoiding her husband’s gaze was her primary concern.

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The man met her with the same serious expression which he had when they talked, one hand playing with the Rubik’s cube. He offered her his other hand and she took it. The doorman opened the car doors and her date helped her to sit in. The sports car exuded wealth, power and dominance.

“Kitten, any wishes?”

Her doe eyes turned to him, her tongue licking her lips as she thought of possibilities. - “Fast and furious.”

Corners of his mouth turned upwards. - “As the lady wishes.”

He went for the highway, the most left lane offering the ride with no speed limit. His right hand found her hand gripping the other one in her lap. He gently pulled it off her lap and put it on the gearbox. Her heart beat followed the acceleration in engine speed. They were going three times over the usual speed limit for highways. He gave her a side glance, there was fear and excitement on her face.

“Ready for furious?”

Her eyes widened and her mouth opened to ask him what he meant, but an incoherent scream left her body as they slalomed through the lanes, swerving among the cars. She tried to pull her hand off the gearbox but his grip kept it nailed to it. Her other hand grabbed the door for additional support. She wanted to protest but a wicked grin on his face shocked her in silence, her legs unconsciously rubbing on each other for the second time in the night.

Her left hand now wanted to move closer to him, instead of pulling back as she tried a minute ago. Sensing her wanton, he let her put her hand on his thigh and move dangerously up.

“Not yet, kitten.”

He took off the highway, going on a local road. She removed her seat belt, and an alarm started to ping in the car. She leaned towards him, her lips coming dangerously close to his face. She slowly licked his earlobe, making him groan, her fingers lingering on his thigh but not touching him where he wanted to. She sucked and bit on his ear, distracting him in the ride. His jaw ticked as he was trying to concentrate on the road. His right hand moved to her leg, and she moaned as he was getting closer to her pussy.

Suddenly the car stopped. They were parked in front of a modern villa, not that she noticed. She was measuring his neck as the next point to attack with her kisses.

Fuck, never had a beginner getting so wild. He pushed his seat back and lifted her ass to put her in his lap. Her legs clumsily fought to move into a new position, letting her straddle him.

They had a moment of break, his dark brown eyes watching the lust in her blue eyes. She wanted him so bad, making his hard cock even more uncomfortable in his strained pants. Unlike other women, her blouse kept her chest completely covered but barely keeping in her perky breasts. Buttons were threatening to pop out, making the blouse burst open. He wondered how her skin would taste. She snapped him out of his horny haze, rising to her knees and lifting his head up to access his mouth. Her breasts met his muscled chest, making him squeeze her ass to press her into him. She gasped for air as he lifted her a bit up to submerge his head in her cleavage. She giggled as she fought to stay on him and not fall in the back side of the car. She got a hold on his black locks and tugged down on him. He immediately put her back on his hardness.

“Kitten, don’t you want a bed?” - His voice was husky and hot.

“I’m tired of beds.”

“As the lady wishes.”

Their tongues clashed again, her hands trailing down his shirt, tracing up his abs, her pussy frictioning on his cock. His hands were grasping her two buns, his index finger rubbing her back hole through the fabric. She moaned as an unfamiliar feeling rose in her lower half. She’s never been stimulated in that way.

“Fuck, kitten, I can’t do a lot in here.”

“You can fuck me, and worry later.”

The wicked grin was back on his face. - “Got that right. The night is long.”

“Long and hard.” - She repeated back.

His tongue attacked her neck, sucking, licking, biting. He groaned as she frictioned herself on his full length.

“Do you care about the shirt?”

“No.”

His shirt was ripped open and her warm hands followed his happy trail to the hem of his pants.

He stopped her fingers. - “Let me see you first.”

“I don’t care about the blouse.”

He lifted her arms up and put it on the car’s ceiling. She blushed, feeling exposed, her hair strands were falling down her hair, her hair bun partially destroyed by their passion. She looked wild.

“Such a beautiful kitten.”

A sound of blouse ripping open echoed through the car, buttons falling everywhere. Her eyes widened at the danger in his gaze. Not disconnecting their eye contact, his hands found her open cleavage. Perky, heavy, full. Made to caress and pinch. She shuddered as his thumb progressed into her bra, teasing her nipple, circling and pressing it.

“I want more.” - She struggled to express herself.

His hand moved to her bra’s clip, releasing her bosom. A light brown areolas met his palm and she moaned at his full touch. His big hands gripped them firmly, moving in circular motion.

“I need you.”

His head buried in her neck and his hand moved to her trousers, passing the hem and into her panties. She was dripping wet.

“Such a wet pussy.”

She lowered her arms to take what was rightfully hers but he smacked her on the ass.

“Bad kitten, arms up.”

A squeal left her lips in surprise. Her arms were back on the ceiling, his fingers opening her trousers and pulling away panties. She vibrated in anticipation.

A finger circled around her clitoris, making her moan. He licked a finger of his other hand and found again her anal opening. She jerked on the close contact.

“First time?”

“Uh, maybe…” - She blushed.

“No pressure, I won’t push you into anything you don’t want.”

“I liked it so far but…”

“Do you want to see how far you can go?”

“Yes, let’s explore.”

His lips were back on her neck, his fingers stimulating her clitoris and asshole. Her body begging him to fill her, in all her holes.

“Put your arms down.”

Her fingers immediately found his imprisoned cock. She moaned as his fingers entered her vagina. To free his cock became her only mission. It sprung free. It felt big while he was in his pants, but now it was huge. She gasped as she tightened her fingers around him and moved down his length. He was long, wide and slightly curved at the tip. But can I manage it?

“I don’t know if I can take you.”

“Don’t worry kitten, I know how to pace myself.”

He lifted her ass up to position her on the tip of his cock. Their eyes connected as he started lowering her, her eyes widened at the feeling of the stretching. How wide is he?

“Fuck” - He swore as he felt her tight pussy got even tighter.

“Are you a virgin?”

She chuckled. - “No, but it feels like it.”

He moved the angle of his cock to find more room to go deeper into her. His cock was already pulsing and demanding a release, but he’ll not embarrass himself and cum before this beautiful woman. She moaned louder as he was penetrating her, a soft thud on her cervix announced he was completely buried into her. One of his hands was holding her close to him, her breasts caressing his chest, and the other hand lazily stroked her asshole. Her head sank in his neck as she tried to muffle the sounds of her pleasure. It was embarrassing what a finger on her asshole could do. His control was slipping as he felt her reactions.

“Let’s try it, kitten.”

He started slowly moving his hips. She grabbed his biceps to steady herself. Her breasts were bouncing up and down as he was plummeting into her. Their pace changed from slow to fast. Groans and moans filled the air in the car. The heat was rising in her.

“I’m gonna cum.” - Her words triggered the dam in her to break open, he slipped a tip of his finger in her asshole, an orgasmic scream broke loose from her body. He lost his rhythm as orgasm hit him as hard, his hips jerking into her wet, tight pussy.

Her whole body was shaking in the aftermath.

“Kitten, kitten, are you ok? Hey, look at me.”

She looked flustered and hot.

“I’m fine. This was intense. Never felt something like it.”

His face turned into a boyish smile. - “Another round?”

“Lead the way.”

He buttoned up his trousers, opened the car doors and carried her out of the car.

“I can walk.”

“Really?”

He put her down and her legs wobbled. He laughed and picked her up in bridal style.

“Kitten, bathroom or kitchen?”

“Kitchen.”

His eyebrow rose. - “You keep surprising me.”

“I’m hungry but not for food.”

“Let’s see how we can satisfy that hunger.”