Some of my writing

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Some of my writing; By request of the pervs
Topic Started: Aug 28 2008, 11:51 PM (54 Views)
cavellia	Aug 28 2008, 11:51 PM Post #1
Wandering Soul Posts: 598 Group: Impossible to Gauge Admin Member #1 Joined: December 21, 2007 Skype Name fatalillusion501	In the early hours, I awoke as I heard a crash downstairs. My housemate Matt has been out with friends, and I knew he was planning on enjoying his birthday in style, although I didn't know he was planning on bringing anyone home with him. Mind you, it wasn't surprising, he's done it before - one night stands with whom I'd have to exchange awkward conversation in the morning as we stood in the kitchen nursing cups of coffee. Listening, I could hear girls giggling, and creeping to the top of the stairs, I could see two young girls. One was his typical brand of slut ... short skirt, big tits, the works. The other was different though - long dark hair, glasses, a slight excess of curve, and rather uncomfortable looking. Looked like I was in for another night of hearing the bed thumping against the wall while I tried in vain to sleep. 'Oi, I’ve a favour to ask' he shouted up the stairs, his voice slurred with drink. Here we go again, the usual request to borrow some condoms. Grabbing a couple from the drawer beside my bed, I stormed down the stairs, angry at my night’s sleep being interrupted. 'Keep it down Matt, I've got work in a few hours, IN case you don't remember' I barked at him. 'Yeah, I know, sorry. Look, this is Liz (he indicated the slut with a gesture of his hand) and this is Claire. Me and Liz have something to, err, thrash out in the bedroom, I wonder if you could make Claire a drink and chat to her. We won't be long.' With that, he grabbed the condoms from my hand, and vanished into his room, a soft click indicating he'd locked the door behind him. Claire remained there with me, in the hall, a blush rising on her cheeks. ‘Look, I'm sorry, I don’t want to put you out' she muttered ‘Honestly, don't be sorry, Matt’s an ass; he always does this' I replied. We made more small talk for a while, and after a few minutes it seemed clear that Matt had no intention of coming back out. 'Looks like you're stuck here for the night Claire. Listen, you can sleep on the sofa, I'll grab you a blanket' Claire looked reluctant, and then sighed softly, her breath blowing her fringe up. ‘Well, It's either that or walk the ten miles home' With a small grin, she continued ' I should be used to it by now, Liz always does this to me. Don't suppose you have a beer, I'm not really that sleepy yet' ‘Sure, make yourself at home. If you're not tired, there’s a load of movies on the bookcase, we can watch one if you want. Not like I'm going to get back to sleep now' Coming back from the fridge with a four pack of beer, I sat cross legged on the floor with Claire lying on the sofa behind me. The video was a steamy one, and I could tell from the change in breathing pattern behind me that Claire was getting as aroused as I was watching it. Figuring this might be the time to give her some privacy; I went upstairs, returning later with a blanket and pillow. Placing them on the floor, I turned to say my goodnights to Claire, only to find her standing up, her face inches from mine. Suddenly, she swooped; her lips hit mine, soft, moist, and tasting faintly of waxy lipstick. At the same time, her hand reached round to caress by breast, fingers lightly tracing the parts of my tattoo that showed above my vest top. She pulled back, her eyes on mine, as she slowly pulled down the front of my top to see the whole tattoo. Smiling, she bent to kiss my breast, her tongue tracing the pattern, before gently taking my nipple into her mouth, her eyes on mine the whole time, looking at my reaction. Although I felt shy, I could feel myself moistening, as I let myself stare at her, my hands straying down into her long dark hair. She raised her head, and kissed me again, this time more forceful than the last, her tongue probing deep into my mouth. .She took a step backwards, pulling me onto the sofa before straddling me. I lifted myself off the couch a little as she tugged down my jeans, revealing I was wearing nothing underneath. I felt vulnerable and exposed, but she seemed to sense my shyness as she whispered ‘You’re beautiful’ as she sat back and looked at me. She dipped her head, taking my clit into her mouth, gently sucking at me, her little finger slipping into the loop of my clit ring, giving it a sharp yank that made me moan with pain at the same time as groaning with pleasure. I could feel her tongue delving in and out, slow stroking motions, and then suddenly faster, accompanied by more swift yanks of the piercing. All the while her eyes burned into mine, challenging me to resist. I couldn’t. As she continued to suck, she slipped her fingers inside, first two then three, four! I could feel myself stretched tight around her hand, feel myself moist with the juices of arousal and she continued all the while to suck and nibble at my clit. I could feel my breathing speeding up as I writhed beneath her on the sofa. She increased the movement of her fingers, delving even deeper, touching the tender part of me usually reserved for men, her eyes still boring into mine. She sucked harder, occasionally biting my thigh, drawing sharp cries of pain in between the moans of pleasure. I felt my body stiffen and my limbs tighten as I got nearer and nearer to climax, and then, as she gave another short sharp tug at the piercing, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I gave myself over totally, wave after wave of pleasure overcoming me. I couldn’t stop myself from crying out. ‘Yes!’ I cried ‘Oh god, yes!’ As I shuddered with pleasure, she pulled back, and gently trailed kissed all the way up form my thighs to my mouth. I could taste myself on her, and this time when she kissed me, I felt no shyness, m tongue sliding into her mouth, biting her lips, absorbing my own taste from her. Suddenly she stood up, and drew me up too. She hugged me, tightly, and then stepped back. ‘Thanks for that’ she said ‘I think I’m tired now’ With that she grabbed the remote, and flicked off the TV. She pulled up the duvet and pillow, and settled herself onto the sofa. I went upstairs to my room, my mind filled with these new experiences. I drifted off to sleep, but woke a little later, to find Claire standing in the doorway. Without a word, she climber in to bed with me, wrapped her arms around me, and was soon asleep. My alarm went off a few hours later – slamming my fist down on the off button, I decided to skip work for the day. Claire moaned, and then sat up, greeting me with a deep full throated kiss, before putting her finger to my lips. ‘Shhh’ she told me, before going back downstairs to the sofa. Matt’s still dating Liz now, and every so often, Claire comes too. We sit, eat pizza, and drink beer. Then Matt takes Liz upstairs, and once the get started, me and Claire are left alone. Its our secret, something neither Matt or Liz are aware of, but I think he’d beginning to wonder why I don’t moan at him when he borrows condoms anymore .



xayla	Aug 29 2008, 12:04 AM Post #2
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