“How about you show me?”
The stranger’s voice echoed in the kitchen, desperation and hunger bathed in his eyes. It was just past 11pm and I had brought this man home. It was dark outside and the only sounds I heard were the heavy breaths I made and the distant swoosh of cars driving by.
This wasn’t like me and hadn’t been for a long time, but I didn’t care. I wanted him as bad as he wanted me.
“Tell me what you want me to do.”
“Bend over the kitchen counter,” he demanded.
With guidance from his soft, yet strong hands, I turned around, and even through my clothes I could feel the coldness as I pressed against the marble bench top. This guy had a control over me that I couldn’t run away from, even if I tried.
Not that I wanted to.
“Now spread your legs,” he ordered, and his deep and masculine voice vibrated right down to my very core.
Bending to his will, I parted one leg at a time.
“Yeah, just like that,” he approved.
My silk dress rose up my back, exposing my red laced g-string. The material was soft, and luxurious against my milky skin.
He stood quietly, admiring the view until he whispered. “Your ass is perfect,” he complimented.
The hotness on my cheeks matched the heat between my legs. In one swift movement, I felt the hard clap against the flesh of my ass, eliciting a loud shriek. He placed two fingers in the waistband of my lingerie, took the band out and snapped it against my skin, causing me to flinch. I was desperate, and ready because I knew what he was about to do.
And fuck. I wanted him to do it all.
“Should we leave it on or take it off?” he muttered to himself, but I had a feeling he already knew the answer to his own question. “I say we leave it on. I want to know how wet you are.” Using circular motions, he rubbed my clit from behind. The coldness from his touch compared to the warmness of my dripping pussy made me recoil. “Fuck. You’re soaked.”
I hummed an involuntary moan. “Mmmm.”
“Do you like it when I do that?” he whispered.
“Mmmm. Yes. I love it.” I responded breathlessly.
“What about this?” He slid two fingers inside of me and I hitched.
It felt so fucking good.
I whimpered when he removed his fingers from my aching core.
Fuck. Why did he stop?
My eyes closed, listening to the clinking sound of his unbuckling belt, and I wiped the drool from my lips when his pants slid to the floor. I had no idea what his name was, but I didn’t care. Right then, all I needed was for him to take control and use me any way he desired.
“Are you on the pill?” He gripped my waist.
“Yes,” I replied, the blood coursing through veins.
“Good, I want you without a condom.”
He held the base of his cock I flinched the moment he slid inside, eliciting a grunt from the back of his throat and a moan from mine.
Fuck, he’s huge!
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you. Ugh.”
Every thrust had caused my stomach to knock against the benchtop. I couldn’t believe how much better it felt without protection. His hand rested on my head, which was now laid flat to the side. The stranger leaned back a little and with his free hand, slapped my ass before giving it a tight squeeze. I was sure he had just painted it red. He spread my ass cheeks wider, to allow himself to plunge in deeper.
The way I loved it.
“Oh my God!” I screamed.
“Did that please you, baby?
“Yes! I love it!”
“Do you like my cock?” His sultry voice echoed in my ears. I had to admit, dirty talk happened to be one of my favourite things during sex, and this guy exceeded in everything dirty.
“I love your cock,” I replied.
As he went in deeper, and stretched me out completely, his thrusts were animalistic, and his groans only served to make me wetter---and hotter for him. Leaning forward, he massaged my clit, and the feeling of him pounding me mixed with his fingers working my nub, made me want to explode.
“Fuck!” I screamed.
I knew what was coming. My stomach tightened and my walls clamped around his impressive erection.
“That’s it, baby. Let me feel you cum. Ugh,” he grunted.
Obeying his command, my body started to-
“Summer! Open up Summer!”
My eyes flung open at the obnoxious sound of the persistent banging on my front door, caused by a voice I immediately recognized as my best friend, Ellie. I jumped up, and got out of bed, almost losing my footing only to crash onto the carpet.
Fuck. It was just a dream.
Ellie’s voice still screamed from behind the entrance. “I’m back! Get your ass up!”
I love you girl, but you picked the wrong time to interrupt me.
“I’m coming,” I huffed.
Oh, how I wish I were.
Completely unsatisfied, I groaned while I unlatched the lock.
Ellie had a huge grin spread across her face. “We’re back and I came straight to see you!” She grabbed my robe and pulled me in for a hug, almost undoing it and leaving me utterly naked.
“I’ve missed you too, babe. It’s just way too early in the morning to be this chirpy,”
She stepped back and narrowed her eyes. “Early? It’s nearly eleven in the morning!”
“Shit. Really?” My eyes widened. Fuck. I must have overslept. “You woke me up from a really nice dream,” I complained.
“A dream, huh? Tell me about it,” she winked. “Was he at least hot?”
I closed the door and we fell back onto the two-seater couch in my living room.
“I don’t remember. I never really saw his face that much. His voice was damn sexy though.”
“How come you never saw his face?”
“Well, he was behind me for the most part,” I blushed.
“Oh, that’s hot! Was he big?”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Ellie, it was just a dream---but yes. He was.”
My eyes closed much to my resistance while I recalled the sensation of his touch against my skin, as though it were still lingering on my body from perhaps the best dream I’d ever had.
“Nice. I hope you used protection,” Ellie joked.
“Funny enough, he didn’t want to wear one,” I said, opening my eyes again.
“Damn. There’s no way you wouldn’t.”
Ellie knew me too well. I’d always used protection whenever I had been intimate with someone. It was non-negotiable.
“I know, but the dream was amazing. I preferred the way it felt without it.”
Her head turned to me and she smiled, nudging my arm playfully. “I think your body is telling you that you need to get laid.”
“You’re probably right,” I admitted, as usual. “Welcome back by the way. How was your honeymoon?”
“It was amazing. I never thought I could be this happy. Ever,” she replied.
“You deserve to be happy, Ellie,” I continued. “I’m glad you found Adrian.”
My two best friends. Ellie and Adrian had been together for five years and engaged for one. She told me the first night she met him, that he couldn’t keep his eyes off her, and I believed it. She was gorgeous, and a sweet and loyal friend who I’d known since kindergarten. We were now inseparable.
I adored her confidence, and was a little envious, truthfully, even though I used to be that way. What happened in my past caused my view on life to change dramatically. It took me a few years to be finally happy with who I was and how I looked. Not a lot of guys were lining up to date me or my curvy figure.
“You deserve it too, Summer. You’ll find someone I’m sure.”
There’s the confidence she had more of than me.
“If you wanted me happy, you wouldn’t have cock blocked me,” I joked.
“Our welcome home party is tonight,” Ellie grinned. “Maybe you can find someone to fuck you from behind, for real this time, but of course, go on a few dates first.”
I completely ignored her comment about finding someone for the night.
“Tonight? Wasn’t it supposed to be next week?”
“Yes, but Adrian has to go on a work trip, so we’ve decided to do it a week early,” she replied.
“Well, I’m free either way.”
“Great. Now make sure you wear something sexy. There’s going to be a lot of single guys there,” she winked.
I shook my head. “I’ll wear what I normally wear.”
“Come on, Summer. You have a gorgeous body. You need to show off those sexy curves.” Ellie wriggled her eyebrows up and down.
My hips were slightly bigger than the average woman, but I never minded my breasts. I mean who didn’t want DD cups?
“I think I have something in mind.”
“Atta girl. Come by around seven and bring an overnight bag so you can drink and not have to worry about driving home.”
Night-time came too quick. I stood in the walk-in-closet staring at the white strapless dress which presented on a hanger. Part of me wasn’t that daring to wear something as bold. Sure, the number was stunning, I had to admit, and knew it would accentuate the curves of my hips, breasts and ass, but as I mentioned it was bold.
Convincing myself to live a little, I reached over and grabbed the dress laying it flat on the mattress of my king size bed. After removing my clothes, I slid the dress up my body and managed to zip it up without straining, or additional help from someone else. A deep sigh escaped. This was something I wouldn’t normally wear, but even I had to admit it looked amazing on. Placing the finishing touches on my makeup, I strapped on my stilettos and gave myself another once over in the reflection.
Okay, I’m ready.
I snatched my overnight bag from the floor and my purse from the bed before I headed to my blue Mazda 3, grateful Ellie didn’t live that far from me, which was something we both made sure of considering how strong our friendship was.
And Adrian didn’t mind---not that he had a choice.
After a quick drive, I managed to find a spot right in front of their new house. I couldn’t help but admire the grand architecture. The building was exactly how I wanted mine. Modern and contemporary. The garden was well kept, lush green, and lights lit up the pathway to the entrance with a small pond on the right-hand side, completely void of fish. The two-story property was expensive, though Ellie and Adrian could afford the luxury.
The cool crisp air met with my exposed skin the moment I stepped out of the car, while the music blared from the inside. I could hear the faint splashing and screams of the partygoers who were jumping in the pool.
I made my way inside the house and found Ellie in the kitchen going through the cutlery drawer. She shifted her attention and widened her eyes when she noticed me.
“Damn, Summer! That’s what I’m talking about,” she exclaimed.
I blushed and tugged the hem of my dress lower. “Not too much?” I looked down at my choice of outfit and smoothed out the wrinkles that showed up after the brief drive over. “I’ve had the dress in the closet for a while but didn’t have the courage to wear it.”
“God, no. It’s just right,” she beamed. “Hot!”
“Thanks. You look great too,” I grinned.
Ellie was perfect. Gorgeous on the inside as much on the outside. Her blonde ringlets sat against her shoulders while her blue eyes sparkled with flecks of white. Ellie’s denims embraced her figure perfectly.
“How many people did you invite?”
“Well, I invited a few work friends and so did Adrian. You probably already know a few of them, but there are plenty you don’t, but should,” she winked.
Oh, yeah, she’s up to something.
“Hey, Summer,” Adrian chimed in. I turned to the back door and saw him stroll in wearing black jeans and a grey shirt which hugged the muscles on his body.
“Hey, Adrian. Welcome back.”
He pulled me in for a hug before he complimented me. “You look great!”
“Thanks,” I replied.
“Who are you trying to impress?” He stepped away giving me a questionable look.
“Everyone. She’s trying to impress everyone,” she smiled at her husband before shifting her attention to me. “Did you bring your spare bag?”
“I did. Can I take it to the spare room?”
Adrian took a step forward, and suddenly tripped, spilling his opened beer all over Ellie’s top.
“Shit. Sorry, babe.”
“Damn, Adrian,” Ellie cursed, before she grabbed a soaked cloth to try and dab away the stain. “Can you please get me another top when you go upstairs, Summer?”
“Yeah, no worries. Nicely done, Adrian,” I chuckled, and collected my bag and made my way to the spare bedroom. After dumping the overnight, I found myself in Ellie and Adrian’s room.
It was spacious, modern, and the grey feature wall complimented the white furniture. The king size bed looked small in comparison to the room size.
After locating the tallboy, I opened the first drawer which contained Ellie’s intimate clothing.
Nope not that one.
I bent down and searched the last drawer for a top that matched what she already wore.
“Looking for something?” A voice interrupted, and it was probably the most sexiest voice I had ever heard, even better than the one from my dream which I didn’t think was possible.
I snapped my head to the left and noticed a guy who was so close to me, that his cock would be touching my face if he were hard. Water droplets spilt onto the carpet even though a white towel was wrapped around his waist.
“Woah,” I breathed.
I quickly stood, and my eyes locked with his captivating deep browns for a moment before I turned my head to avoid his gaze.
Fuck he’s gorgeous.
His 6′2" muscular frame towered over me, and I hoped against everything it wasn’t a dream. My mouth suddenly went dry. Droplets of water trickled down from his wet hair onto his well-formed torso, and I froze, peeling the skin from my lips, completely mesmerised by this guy.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize anyone was in here,” I blushed.
Quickly bending down, I grabbed the first thing I could find from the drawer and hurried towards the exit.
“You don’t have to leave.”