Torn

I looked over my shoulder stunned to see Chris staring at us while we fucked. I quickly jumped up but he threw me back on the bed on top of his best friend demanding that I finish.

It was Sunday. I always got many things accomplished during the week, so when Sunday rolled around, I could actually relax without thinking about work I didn’t catch up on. After hitting the gym this particular morning I headed back home for a quick shower then jetted to the cleaners to pick up my suit. Keira would be waiting for me to pick her up from the airport at 3 then we would head over to our favorite restaurant where we would celebrate our 3rd anniversary. I loved Keira immensely and was strongly considering proposing to her. As I drove around looking for a place to pass some time before I headed to the airport. I decided to stop in an Adult sex store to find some toys Keira and I could use when we wanted to get real kinky.

Darren knew exactly how to turn up the heat, he spread my legs open revealing my fat brown pussy dripping wet with the juices of my body, he crept towards my open legs eyes fixated on the cum seeping out, licking it with his tongue, I felt a million orgasms building up in my body waiting to explode. Darren treated me like a queen, catering to my every needs buying me things that he knew I would love knowing exactly how to turn me on, I had never felt this way with anyone and I knew I would easily fall in love with him. He was everything a woman needed in a man, sexy, financially secure, in tune with my wants and needs. It was almost perfect except for one huge problem. He was my man’s best friend. Darren looked up at me after feeling satisfied with just eating my pussy. I smiled at him and turned over on my stomach so he could enter me from the back. Loving the way he so gently touched my body as he entered my wet pussy I stuck my ass out as far as possible so I could feel his long dick all the way inside of me, he reached under me and cupped my breasts with his hands slowly entering in and out of me and filling me with so much desire for him I dreamed he would never stop. Our rhythm was so in sync I felt every bit of pleasure with Darren and every bit of guilt as I thought of Chris.

Darren kissed me on my forehead while I put on my trench and gathered my luggage, our weekend was over and for me, it was back home to Chris, he would be waiting for me at the airport, I’m sure with flowers and a huge smile. I still loved Chris but not the way I used to, things had changed over the years and although he tried his very best to make sure I was satisfied with him, I started to grow bored, knowing that I wanted to eventually be with him but not exactly sure If I was completely ready yet. From the moment I laid eyes on his best friend Darren, I knew I wanted him, our eyes met each others as Chris introduced us. I felt my stomach churn and my heart wouldn’t stop racing. For the longest time I would avoid him, I couldn’t begin to think of cheating on Chris especially with his best friend. But one day Darren invited us to his Christmas party at his house we partied hard and got drunk while Chris was drunk lying down in the bedroom, Darren and I got to talking we had a long conversation and that eventually led to him leaning forward as I spoke and placing a kiss on my lips, I opened my mouth to say something but couldn’t, he said he knew he wanted me the minute he saw me, and felt guilty for even thinking this, knowing that him and Chris go way back, he told me he fought with himself everyday and tried to avoid me whenever he saw me. I couldn’t say anything to him, I felt the exact same way.

Now we were sneaking to see each other as much as possible, planning elaborate lies, fake family visits and business trips just so we could see each other and not get caught. This particular time I told Chris I had to go on a business trip to Chicago for the weekend, knowing that Darren would be in New York that same weekend to visit his family he had planned to catch a plane to Chicago to meet me before coming back home. We had built this complicated lifestyle and schedule just to be with each other, but when I was finally with him, to me, it was well worth it.



There she was my baby, my beautiful, looking gorgeous as ever. Keira smiled at me as I looked at her, I had stopped off and bought her favorite flowers calalilies, taking her luggage from her we kissed and hugged. “ So how was your trip?” “Well you know business as usual nothing special” “I missed you baby thinking about every position to take you in” “Oh really? How bad do you want it?” I looked at her as she unbuttoned the top of her trench to reveal the cleavage of her breasts, “guess what I have under this?” She grinned and right then and there I wanted to rip off her coat and make love to her in the airport. Trying to control myself, we headed to the car. I carefully placed her luggage in the trunk of the jag and got in the car. My dick hardened with every glance of her breasts as she sat staring out the window, just looking at her smooth soft skin, tussled hair and full lips had me wanting her right then and there. I turned off the main road and drove the car to a small wooded area “Baby where are we going?” she asked “You know I can’t wait till we get home I need to have you now.” I drove down the hill until we reached a gravel road that led to the beach, parking my car by the gate of the yacht club I reached over and unbuttoned her trench revealing her beautifully nude body, taking her breast in my hand I played with her nipples sucking them as she moaned. We got out the car and I placed one of her legs up on the rolled down window of the open car door bending her over with pants down to my ankles I entered the walls of her pussy, missing every moment of this while she was gone was torcher, we sexed what seemed like forever right there in the open, by the beach.


I felt guilty. As soon as I saw Chris’s smiling face and (to my prediction) my favorite flowers, the guilt set in. He was so into me it hurt me to see him so happy knowing I had just slept with his best friend. I knew he would want to have sex with me as soon as he saw me so I decided to face it now instead of later when we were at home and I had more time to think, I sped up the process by being a bit seductive. The sex with us was always good and adventurous, so when Chris decided we have sex by the beach I wasn’t surprised, as usual he knew how to get me every time, and when the sex ended, the dinner had been eaten and the happy anniversaries were said, I knew I couldn’t do this to him any longer. The next day I had the day off and while Chris was at work I called Darren over so I could break the news to him. When he arrived I had every intention of telling him it was over, but when I saw his face his beautiful face his sexy body those eyes all I could think about was the passionate times we had together the trips we’ve been to the love he had for me. “So what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?” “Um” I couldn’t, I was torn I didn’t know what I wanted anymore I felt as though I couldn’t let either one of them go I had to have them both but for how long? I walked over to Darren knelt in front of him zipping down his pants I pulled out his dick and stroked it, opening my mouth and sucking it with so much intensity and passion, I pushed his dick as far down my throat as it could reach, brushing my hair back while he held his head back, Darren moaned and shuddered as I gave his dick some serious deep throat. I got up and led the way to the bedroom his dick still hard and wet following behind me. I pushed him on the bed took of my clothes and mounted him, riding him gave me so much pleasure, we were so caught up in each other that I didn’t hear the door open or even realize someone was watching.

Darren looked over my shoulder as I rode his dick, he froze and I turned around to see Chris staring at us I quickly jumped off Darren’s dick. Too shocked to say anything. The look on Chris’s face had me scared. “Don’t stop Keira please continue” He said this so calmly that it scared the shit out of me. I shook my head and started to walk away, he grabbed my arm and threw me back on the bed on top of Darren “Where the fuck do you think your going? I said continue doing what you were doing, I want to see why this dick seems to be better than mine, pretend I’m not even here.” Tears streaming down my face I began to suck Darren’s dick again to get him hard. He was way to stunned to say anything and didn’t even look Chris’s way. “I want to see how he makes you come and I want you to scream my name when he’s fucking you because this will be the last time you will ever fuck him or see him again” I sobbed some more and rode Darren hard he flipped me over on my stomach and fucked me from the back so good with so much intensity it was almost like he was putting on a show, proving to Chris that he really could do it better than him. I didn’t want to show pleasure but at that moment I felt I couldn’t stop crying with pleasure this was the best fuck Darren had ever given the intensity, the awkwardness the unwelcome excitement of it all turned me on and I realized how much I didn’t want it to end because once Darren stopped fucking me I would have to face Chris.

When Darren finished he got up and stood in front of Chris. “Man I told you” he said he put on his clothes and left the room.



A year has passed since the day Chris caught Darren and I. We are together again from a short separation and much pleading and proving myself to him. Darren had told Chris that I was unfaithful in order to break us up but Chris didn’t believe it Darren had called Chris to the house saying he had to talk to him but of course that was not the case. They are no longer friends. Darren thought it best to accept a job offer in Chicago. There are days when I still think of Darren and even dream of him. My actions show how much I am in love and dedicated to Chris but if my mind was anything like my actions it would show how much I thought about Darren and how much I missed him…

© Copyright 2007

Addiction

I sat on the Greyhound looking out at the dark sky, four more hours and I was in New York. He had this affect on me, whenever he would call I had to come to him, he was like a drug taking over my life I had become addicted. We would take turns seeing each other, I preferred going to see him, my place was a dump, and he had a huge loft in Manhattan. I could see the bridge from where he lived, we would have sex right in front of his huge window overlooking the water. Dimmed lights, soft music, wine. He would come up behind me with his seductive smile and kiss me on my neck. I loved traveling this way to see him, I didn’t want to fly, the trip was too fast, I didn’t want to drive- I would just be too tired, I loved to take the bus in the night so I could sit touch myself and dream of Shane.

I met him while visiting my aunt in New Jersey, my cousin decided to take me shopping in Manhattan we zoomed in and out of stores along 5th ave. I told my cousin I would wait for her outside while she picked out an outfit in one of the stores, as I sat on one of the benches massaging my tired feet I spotted him standing a foot away from me talking very quietly on his phone. I just stared he was gorgeous; brown, flawless skin beautiful locks and very well dressed. He must have felt me staring because he turned around and looked directly at me I tried to turn away but I couldn’t, I had no power willing me to look away. He took two steps towards me and stopped, I said nothing but just stared up at him he pulled out his business card and gave it to me, “If your interested call” he said, then walked away. That one phone call I made to him three days later, turned into many, and dozens of visits to New York. He insisted on paying for everything, from getting my nails and hair done to taking me to dinner and shows, He always had time for me and was never at a loss of things to do or places to go. And now I was on my way to New York City to see him again.

My arrival at Port Authority Terminal was much quicker than I anticipated as soon as the bus pulled up the butterflies in my stomach began. I stepped off the bus and reached for my New York cell phone that Shane had given me I walked up the escalator where I could get some service and called him to come and pick me up. Whenever I came to New York it was a whole different world for me I would forget every and anything back home and subject myself only to Shane he would be my world for the next four days.

Shane pulled up at the curb of the station and I hopped in his SUV, We looked at each other with grins on our faces and started tonguing each other down without even saying a hello, about a minute and a half later I pulled away “ Well hello” I said trying hard not to smile. “How’s my sexy doing” he said he couldn’t stop grinning at me. “Good” I said “and now even better” I sat back in the warm leather seat which felt so good against my bare legs, I was wearing a jean skirt with no panties on. “ I missed you” he said I couldn’t sleep last night because of all the anticipation of my baby’s arrival. You ready for me?” I looked at him and nodded loving every bit of his New York accent, he put his free hand on my leg and moved it up my skirt he slid his two fingers in me very gently and moved them up and down, I started moaning loudly, and came multiple times all over the leather seat. “ I want to taste you as soon as we get in the house” he said. About 15 minutes later we were at his place and ripping off each others clothes he picked me up and brought me to the kitchen, laid me on the counter parted my legs and devoured me. I squirmed and moaned loudly the more I moaned the better he got I came in his mouth so many times I lost count, It felt so good I didn’t want him to stop. About a half an hour later we were doing it in the shower, I wasted no time going down on him, I knew he liked that and I wanted to please him in any way possible, I get even more horny when I know he’s loving what I’m doing I deep throated him for so long felt like I got lockjaw after I pulled it out my mouth.

He got out while I finished showering and got dressed, by the time I was done he had breakfast made for me, everything I liked. “Mmm, you made me breakfast. I like. Thanks baby” I reached up and kissed him on the cheek. This was only a few hours into day one of my stay and already things were going perfect as usual. Shane would be my drug for as long as I would let him and right now I was utterly and completely addicted.

Sienna

Ms. L’s Erotic Short Stories

Sienna

Sienna- that’s what she called herself when she acted this way. A sudden urge for sex, an uncontrollable horny feeling she couldn’t shake, she needed to have it, she needed to have it in her hand, in her mouth, in her pussy.

She had various characters, Sage- who was ruthless, uncontrollable, cold and unremorseful, a bitch. Sade - who was the opposite of Sage - controllable, submissive, caring, catering. All three of her characters seemed to have that sudden urge for sex, but all acted differently towards it.


Terry liked it when I called him out of the blue, he knew what my calls were about. I was feeling extra sexy in my navy blue Dolce and Gabanna negligee. I looked out the window of my penthouse suite, it was raining pretty heavy, I was in no mood to go out but was definitely in the mood for dick, plain and simple. I put on my R Kelly, poured myself a glass of white wine and waited for Terry to come. I lay on my chaise and began to feel myself, my nipples were erect my pussy juicy and all that was missing was Terry. I left the door open and dosed off, as I dreamed of soft rain, fur and sex I awoke to feel my panties being pulled to the side and Terry’s dick pushing up inside of me. Still out of it, Terry held me down and continued to thrust in and out of me, I came nonstop the best feeling was when the sex was unexpected, I loved the way Terry made me feel, so compassionate, he put his all into it. I could tell he’d been drinking, smelling the alcohol on his breath somehow made me feel aroused. I wanted more of him, all of him. He flipped me over and continued to take me into some fantasy were the dicks were smooth and firm and tasted like strawberry popsicles, I was half awake half asleep enjoying the feeling of Terry’s warm dick inside of me.



Twenty minutes later Terry was bound to my dinning room chair, and I was approaching him in my latex suit and leather whip. Belting out commands as he did what I said. His smooth skin was red with the marks from my whip, His dick stood up at attention yearning for the warmth of my mouth. My tits hung out of the latex suit, nipples erect waiting for his touch. But not yet, he needed to experience Sage once again. He winced in pain as I slashed his back with my whip, cum seeped inside of my suit. I commanded Terry to get off of the stool and kneel down I took off the suit the juices still dripping, I sat on the white fur rug and propped my back against the foot of the chaise. Legs spread open I motioned for Terry to come closer, I then pushed his head down onto my clean shaven, smooth pussy, where he pleasured me with his tongue. Whip still in hand I wrapped it around his neck drawing him closer so he couldn’t come up for air, the feeling of Terry’s tongue deep inside of me had me cum multiple times in his mouth. I un-cuffed him so he could feel the rest of my body.



I found myself in cuffs hands in front of me bent over, while Terry held my neck down on the chaise. He forced his dick inside of me hard with no mercy. I let out a small cry. Then smiled with pleasure, at the rough way he handled me. He took his dick out of my pussy and pushed it in my ass, tears rolled down my face as I felt the sweet pain. Again a small cry came out of my mouth when he grabbed my tits and he himself let out a cry, I knew he loved the feeling of my tight ass, I knew when he was ready to cum, he did shorter thrusts pulling in and out quickly and panting harder he pulled out quick flipped me over as I opened my mouth to welcome his hot warm cum, lapping it up I opened my mouth over his dick feeling it throb and swallowed the remains as he held my head down.


I knew Terry loved us all and it would be very hard not to especially since he had three girls on his hands Sienna, Sage and Sade.