Justin's jealous ...

“Needed to wash the smell of sex off yourself before I smelled it?”

“I didn't fuck him.” She giggled. “It’s sad actually, don’t tell anyone. He hasn't touched any of the women he’s been seen with.”

“Seriously?”

“He’s been playing you all. Which is amazing given how desperate he came off when we went back to his place.”

Justin stepped toward her and tilted his head.

She stepped back. “You might not want to kiss me. I did suck him off.”

His mouth turned down. “Oh.”

“He was so eager and sad, I couldn't leave him without something. But I told him it was a one time thing. Get over it, anyway. You and Cassie looked like things were going well.”

He scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, it did. It wasn't amazing, but it was solid. She even initiated.”

“So I'm the only one who hasn't had an orgasm tonight. I think I'll go upstairs and take care of that. Or wallow.”

Justin tugged at the spot her towel tucked together. “Or not.”

“Doesn't Cassie think you're peeing?”

“She was asleep thirty seconds after her orgasm.”

Vana let the towel drop to the floor. She pressed herself against Justin, who was working on the ties for his robe. Once he had it loosened, he kissed her. He pinched her nipples and she sighed. Someone who knew how to touch her. “You like it rough?” he asked, pinching harder.

She nodded. “Yes, sir.”

He slapped her ass. “I think you should be punished for blowing my co-worker. Did you swallow like whore?”

She nodded and looked at the floor, playing the part of the chastised girl. He sat on the sofa and helped her lay over his knee.

“Five for the blow job, five for swallowing. And five on your pussy for liking it.”

She lifted her head. “I didn’t l—”

He slapped her. “Silence, slut. Take your punishment.” The five spanks on her ass, alternating cheeks, weren't bad. When he finished slapping her pussy, she was throbbing with pain and desire.

“Are you going to fuck me?” she said, when he sat her up.

“You don't deserve my dick. Besides, I'm spent from fucking your sister. I made you sore, now I’ll kiss it better.”

She laid back on the sofa, too exhausted to argue. Her entire pelvis turned and she wasn't sure his mouth would bring her any relief.

He put his mouth to her shiny pussy lips, soaked with desire. His tongue was rough and did nothing to soothe. It made her hurt more, until she writhed. “Please, just let me come. I’m going to burn up.”

“Tell me again.”

“I'm your slut, Justin. Yours. All yours.” Unless it would get her another spanking. Damn, she'd blow Nick everyday in the coffee room if it got her this treatment.

He sucked her clit into his mouth. He used his teeth, scraping slowly on the sensitive spot. Her legs tried to close on his head. He sat up and pushed her open. He slapped her exposed cunt. “Don't do that again, or I'll keep you on edge.”

“Until I go to bed,” she taunted. “You can't control me there.”

“I'll tie your hands on to your bed. Don't fuck with me. You need to be still while you come in a second. I’m going to bite your clit. Then you can come.”

He sucked on it again and then he bit down hard. White pain shot through her and then, true to his word, she came. Hard. She gripped the sofa trying to keep still, while her head and chest thrashed around.

He held the painful pressure until she stopped convulsing. Now it just hurt and she wanted to rub it to soothe the ache.

He let go and stood up. He tied his robe around himself and threw the towel on her. “Clean yourself up and get some sleep.”

Maybe if I'm good ....

He was standing by the wall one moment laughing. The next he had reached out and grabbed me and pressed me against the same spot. It was still warm from where he had touched. Perhaps I just imagined that part.

His lips were rough and demanding over mine. His body formed a cage around me. His hands by my shoulders. His hips pressing into mine. His stance widened, his legs framed mine.

As if he would stop me if I moved. As if I would try to get away from his kiss, as rough as it was.

I wouldn't dare pull away. He knew it as well as I. He held me for a different reason, I realized as his hands slide down my body and lifted my short skirt. I might have protested but his tongue swirling in my mouth left me distracted.

My panties went down my legs. He let them drop to the ground. And then the kiss slowed. His body removed. I lifted my hand and wiped my mouth with my fingers. My gaze softened and I could barely focus on him as he grinned at me.

I bent, trying to be ladylike, and pulled the elastic lace around my shoes. Standing, I held them on one finger, an offering. "You wanted them," I said, when he didn't move. His eyes crinkled in the corners as he grinned at me. I watched his arm raise, his fingers spread then collapse around the thin material. My eyes refocused by the time he was stuffing it into his pocket.

Wrapping his arm around me, he turned us toward the pathway through the park. I wondered if anyone had stopped to watch the show we'd been putting on, but no one seemed to be staring. "Where to?" I asked.

"I thought we'd find some place where I could fuck you."

Well then.

We walked on. He dropped his hand from my shoulder to my waist, caressing the bare skin that showed with each sway of my hips.

Over a small bridge and then down beside it. He pushed me against one of the cement pillars. It was cold on my bare skin. I shivered from the anticipation.

Then I recalled that we were in public. I looked frantically as far left and right as I could. There wasn't much to be seen, a few feet of walking paths which were fairly empty. But, I was certain someone would see us. I wanted to protest and opened my mouth to do so.

Only to be cut off with another rough kiss. He pulled away and placed a finger against my lips. "Don't even think about arguing." With one hand he pressed it between my thighs. I was dripping wet. "Slut," he added as an afterthought. "Say one word and I won't touch you here again today." He pressed his finger deep inside my body and then pulled it out slowly.

I nodded. He smiled and kissed me softly this time. His fingers started pulling up my skirt. I closed my eyes and rested against the cement pillar. I heard his belt buckle clatter and the soft thud of his pants falling. "Up on your toes," he murmured into my ear as he pressed his body back into mine. I stretched as high as I could and he bent his legs a little. I bit my lip to keep from moaning. His hand between my legs guided his hard cock. And then my pussy was full of him.

"So wet little slut," he muttered and then began fucking me in earnest. I opened my eyes and looked around. The sensations of the cool cement and his hot skin against mine, and the excitement of fucking in secret began to work it's magic on my pussy. And then it was over.

My body was left cold by his absence, but still humming with unfulfilled promises. I let go of my lip and pulled my skirt down watching him refasten his pants.

Maybe if I was a good girl I'd get an orgasm later, I decided with a sigh as I followed him back to the path.

Author's note: I can see that it is the situation that turns me on more than the actual sex. Once there's penetration I lose interest.

Kip and Mandy Excerpt 2

She was laying in bed when Kip kissed her hard on the mouth. "I thought you meant we'd take advantage by getting some sleep," she murmured against his mouth.
"I'd rather take advantage of you." He slid his hand down and squeezed her ample bottom. "There's something I've been wanting to do to you."

Mandy hooked her leg over his, spreading herself for him. "Yeah? You wanna tell me or show me?"

He replied by pressing his mouth of hers, sliding his tongue inside her. Her entire body woke up with a hum. He wiggled her little negligee off her body, leaving it tangled in the sheets. She felt his hard body pressing against hers as he licked at her nipples. They turned to pebbles under his tongue.
He slid down further, spreading her further. He licked at her slick heat, until she was panting, twisting the sheets around her. He came back and reached for the bedside table. They had stopped using condoms a while ago, when she went on the Pill.

He returned with a slick purple vibrator and a bottle of lubricant. Her body trembled in anticipation. He set the vibrator between them, and squeezed some lube on his hand. He rubbed it over his cock and then slipped his hand between her legs, sliding two fingers into her soaking pussy.

A few thrusts left her begging for completion. But, he stopped. His hand came out and he rubbed some more lube on his fingers. His hand didn't stop at her pussy, he moved further back to her ass. With a finger he gently rubbed at the puckered hole.

"You okay with this?" he asked.

"It's not the first time we've ever done this." Her words were coming out in spurts as he massaged.

"Are you okay with this?" he asked again with a flash in his eyes.

She nodded. "Yes." She closed her eyes and let out a groan as his finger slipped inside. "God, yes."

He fingered the tight spot. She felt her muscles tensing and relaxing around his finger, as her body adjusted itself. He inserted a second finger, making sure she was ready.

He leaned over her and whispered into ear. "Can I fuck your tight ass?"

"Yes please," she replied. Her body felt like a taut string about to break. She
turned over cradling his erection against her lower back. He moved her up so he was pressed against her ass. There was a sudden mechanical hum. The vibrator, she recalled, as he reached around with one hand to press it against her clit.

She exploded in orgasm before he even entered her. He waited until the waves subsided and then he pushed gently, slowly into her. Once he was inside he was still, giving them time to adjust to the sensations.

"Please," she whispered. She reached her free arm back to caress his arm. He pressed the vibe harder against her as he started to move inside her.

He groaned behind her with each small movement. His mouth was pressed into the back of her head, as he took her. He muttered small encouragements. "God, you feel so amazing. So tight around me." Mandy closed her eyes and focused on the feelings in her body, the stretch his cock was creating, the hum of the vibrator moving through her entire body. And then she came so hard, she was sure she was seeing stars.

She heard him grunt behind her, the usual sign of his impending orgasm. She was certain she felt the physical force of his come hitting the inside of her body.

Kip and Mandy Excerpt 1

As she went into Kip's bedroom, she felt her heart thud against her ribs. She took a deep breath and closed the door. She could hear the shower already on. She stared at the closed bathroom door for a few moments, trying to settle her nerves. Finally she stripped her clothes off and opened the door.

The room was steamy and she quickly shut it behind her. She ran her hand along the marble counter top, and then across the edge of the jacuzzi. The amount of money Kip had sunk in. It set her a little off balance. She forced those thoughts to the side, as she opened the shower door.

Kip yelped as he spun around. He wiped the water off his face. "Still open?" she asked, her voice pitched high.

He took her hand and pulled her into the spray of hot water. He kissed her then, as the water ran over his head, down her face. He moved so their bodies were pressed together.

Wordlessly, he soaped up his hands and started with her shoulders. By the time he was done, she had been washed all over by his hands. He shut off the water and climbed out. She just wordlessly followed his soundless demands. He dried her off and she closed her eyes, glorying in his hands on her body.

"Did you just come for the shower?" he asked.

She shook her head. "Do we have time?"

"Not to take the time to worship you like I should. But, it's been so long since I've had sex I'll go off the minute you touch me." She had already noticed his erection in the shower.

"Me too. I don't care. The first time, let's just. Not have expectations."

He kissed her and moved her backwards out of the bathroom. "You deserve better than what this is going to be." He picked up her up and placed her on the center of his bed. "You look like you belong there."

He descended upon her. His kisses heated and demanding. His fingers played on her skin, teasing her nipples, tracing circles on her areola. Then he replaced his fingers with his mouth. His fingers traveled down her body. He pressed open her legs. She whimpered in anticipation as her fingers drew restless circles on his chest, squeezed his shoulders.

She closed her eyes, unwilling to look at him while he caressed her so intimately. He combed his fingers through her dewy curls. He spread the tender lips, a finger pressed into her clit, rubbing it in quick circles.

She practically grabbed his cock, as it lay heavy between them on her thigh. She caressed him gently, rubbed him hard. Amazingly, he grew even harder with each stroke. At least it seemed that way to her. But, four years without sex might have caused her mind to play tricks on her.

He slipped one finger into her. "You feel so tight," he murmured into her ear. She didn't reply, she'd explain later. Maybe. It had been embarrassingly long for her. Instead, she let her legs fall open as she moaned.

He stroked her, stoking her further. She felt like she was about to explode when he stopped. His hand removed. She watched him through hazy eyes as he rolled over. She blinked as she saw him open a silver warper. Thank God he was thinking about protection, she realized as he covered himself.

He rolled her onto her back, pressing his weight into her. "Never doubt how sexy you are," he murmured, as guided his cock into her waiting body. He groaned low into her ear. "Good god, you are fucking tight."

She was. It hurt, so she pressed her eyes closed to hide it. As he started to thrust into her, he slipped a hand between their bodies, caressing that tiny hidden nub. The pain started to recede, and pleasure quickly took it's place. He pressed her higher and higher, rubbing faster and faster, thrusting harder into her. With one hand he lifted her hips upward, in response to the low moans she let out.

She felt herself explode. She opened her eyes in shock as the orgasm washed over her. "Holy mother of-." Kip stopped moving and lifted himself above her so he could see her.