Read One Night Stand: One Night Stand: Book One Online
Authors: Veronica Tower
One Night Stand: One Night Stand: Book One (11 page)
"I am serious," he told her as he finished crossing the hall.
He stopped before her, just outside the doorway. Her bra
was
pink, but unfortunately, her breasts showed no signs of being aroused.
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"I've been thinking about this all day and I decided I better let you know."
Robin's eyes narrowed in concern.
John stepped forward, wrapped his arms about Robin, and kissed her.
Robin's eyes went wide with shock and she broke the kiss before he could try to pass his tongue between her lips. She stepped back, but John's embrace allowed him to keep pace with her.
"Robin, I'm crazy about you. I've always been crazy about you."
He kissed her again, more tenderly this time, and Robin did not pull away from him. John wanted to cup her breast, but controlled himself by clutching her ass instead. As his fingers tightened on her cheek, he kissed her more fiercely, forcing his tongue through her lips. His chest pressed hard against her nipples.
John pushed her another step backward so that the door could swing closed. He found his hand leaving her ass and sliding its way back toward her breasts. He stopped it firmly on her waist and turned her back against the wall.
Robin broke her mouth free of his. "John, this is so sudden."
John lifted his hand from her waist to cup her chin. His dick pushed uncomfortably against his pants, urgently requiring adjustment, but he couldn't draw attention to it by handling it just now.
"What do you mean
sudden
?" he asked, but kissed her again before she could reply. He decided to fuck Robin's 91
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mouth with his tongue, and she instantly rewarded him by letting her own tongue come out to play for the first time.
He lowered his hand to readjust his pants, freeing his erection to stand straight up inside them. The head pushed through the waistband of his boxers and for all he knew was clearly visible outside.
Robin's hands clutched at his back. "Oh, John! I've waited for this! Ever since the poker game—especially since the poker game—but you didn't follow me into the kitchen. You never said anything about it. I thought all you wanted was to see my—"
John silenced her with another furious kiss, but this time dropped both hands against her ass and pulled her up against him so she could feel the strength of his erection. He still wanted to maul those breasts but he forced himself to keep his hands away from them.
He ground himself hard against her stomach. "Every night I leave you, I'm hard like this and you didn't think I was interested? Four years you've been tormenting me, and I didn't think
you
cared."
Tentatively, Robin reached between them to feel John's erection. Her tiny hands barely brushed his contours, and then she pulled away.
John grasped hold of Robin's wrist. "It's okay. I
want
you to touch me." He pulled her hand against him. She resisted for a moment, but then gave in, clutching him tightly through his pants.
John grunted with pleasure and started kissing her again.
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had shrunk to one petite hand clutching his penis, two incredible breasts pressing against his chest, and one hot mouth pressed up into his. His own two useless hands tried to find a place to latch onto that wasn't those magnificent breasts.
Robin inserted her other hand between them, running it up his stomach and over his chest. John liked the feel of her fingers, but he didn't like reducing his contact with her tits.
He had to do something to distract himself from them. His cock pulsed harder and like his hands, his lips, and tongue, wanted to explore Robin's cleavage.
In a single motion, he slid down to his knees in front of her. His sudden descent ripped her hand off his cock and dragged his face through her breasts. He steadied himself, then went straight for Lisa's primary objective.
"What are you doing?" Robin asked. Her lungs heaved with the effort of breathing, making her breasts rise and fall hypnotically.
John slipped the tips of his fingers inside the top of her jeans and pulled the front away from her stomach. That wasn't easy. She wore them very tight.
"What are you doing?" Robin asked again.
John put his teeth on the fabric and popped open the button. Then he let go of the top of the garment so he could run his hands up and down Robin's legs.
"A year ago," John told her, "I had a chance to see your pussy and blew it."
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He pinched the zipper and yanked it down. She wore white silk panties underneath. He began to work Robin's jeans down over her hips. "Tonight I'm going to taste it!"
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Most of the time you couldn't really see them.
"Get you some wine?" Lisa asked him.
Doug stammered his reply. "Uh, sure."
Lisa walked over to the cabinet, certain that Doug's eyes followed her legs and ass. She was so excited that she thought her pussy might start dripping. She felt utterly sexy and desirable—completely in control of the situation.
Lisa opened the cabinet. She'd moved the goblets from the breakfront to the top shelf just for this moment. She stretched up onto her tiptoes, feeling the shirttail ride up over her ass. She thought she heard a moan behind her and stole a glance as she came down with just one glass.
Doug's fingers actually touched his bulge. A fact he quickly tried to disguise by stretching his legs, but that just made his discomfort all the more noticeable.
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Lisa carried the glass with her to the refrigerator where she'd stuck a bottle of red wine twenty minutes earlier. She knew the red didn't technically need to be chilled, but a little cold air wouldn't hurt it, and it would work magic on her tits when she opened the door.
When the chill air rushed out around her, Lisa closed her eyes and sighed. Nipples, belly, pussy and thighs all tingled from the refrigerator's embrace. She opened her eyes again, reached up with her free hand to tweak one nipple, then retrieved the bottle of red.
From the flush of embarrassment on Doug's face, Lisa guessed he'd been touching himself again while she got the wine.
Lisa grabbed the corkscrew and returned to Doug, placing bottle, screw, and goblet on the table beside him.
"Oh, I forgot my own glass." She hoped her acting made the statement sound genuine. "Doug, be a dear and open that bottle for me."
She heard no movement toward the table as she returned to the cabinet. Lisa realized suddenly that despite twenty or so other planned tricks, she didn't have the patience to use them. The game had gotten her so hot and bothered that she really needed to move things forward. She just needed to choose the most exciting tease to bring Doug around. She wondered if she could make him come in his pants. Come without her ever actually touching him.
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know. Perhaps she could duplicate the highlights of this performance with John and ask how much of her showed.
Doug's hand rested on his crotch again when Lisa turned around. She pretended not to notice as he jerked it away.
She came back to the table and placed the goblet beside him.
Picking up a knife, she quickly slit the plastic seal on the bottle, and traded the blade for the corkscrew.
She stood right next to Doug. Well within his reach, hoping her proximity would drive him closer to the edge. Glancing down to gauge her success, she saw his fingers touching his bulge again. Massaging himself with her standing right next to him. The sight outraged her.
Didn't he care if she saw? A man should have some self-control! She knew that she had been teasing Doug to turn him on, but
he
didn't know that. Touching himself like this in front of her insulted their friendship. John would never have done it. Well, he might
now
, but he'd earned the right by making her orgasm all night long. At best, tonight could be considered a first date. Doug shouldn't be making assumptions!
Lisa started to call the whole game off, but she quickly reconsidered. Her competitive streak remained long and strong and she did
not
want John to do better than her. She also refused to let him fuck that big-tittied white girl without getting at least a little satisfaction of her own.
No, Lisa had set the rules and she would live by them. She lifted the wine bottle to breast level, hoping that would raise the flaps of John's shirt enough to further titillate Doug. Then she pressed the screw against the cork and twisted.
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Something gently brushed the lips of her pussy.
Lisa almost dropped the wine bottle as she jumped back in surprise.
Doug froze with his hand extended, forefinger glistening with Lisa's own juices. His other hand fumbled with his zipper and his hard penis shot up out of the fly. His left hand immediately enfolded it, completely concealing it from Lisa's view. Then, almost unconsciously, Doug began to pump himself, his eyes fixated on the space between Lisa's legs.
Lisa's anger overwhelmed her sense of fair play. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Doug's voice croaked in reply. "Help me, Lisa." His eyes never wavered from the place where her pussy hid behind the flaps of John's shirt. Despite her anger, Lisa could not help but look at the head of his cock as it peaked over his fingers while he pumped his dick. Slick pre-cum covered the dark and swollen head.
"Just touch it," he begged. Then he gave a hard grunt and semen started spilling over his fingers and down into his lap.
Lisa watched in horrified fascination. Doug didn't shoot like John had, but there seemed to be no end to the cum bubbling forth over his hand.
"Please Lisa," he begged again. "Just kiss it."
Lisa took another involuntary step back. Suddenly, the game wasn't fun anymore. She really didn't want to taste Doug's sticky dick. She didn't want to touch him at all. Then an image of John fucking that blond bimbo filled Lisa's mind and she started to feel a different kind of anger.
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Lisa took a small step forward and knelt down in front of Doug. "I'm sorry," she lied. "I had no idea. I mean, you've told me I'm pretty, but I had no idea you were attracted to me."
Doug said nothing. He just stared down at her through reddened eyes as the cum finally stopped dribbling from his dick.
Lisa plucked at her shirt—John's shirt. "And here I am prancing around the house in this. I-I should have put on more clothes. It's just, we've been friends so long it just never occurred to me."
"What are we going to do?" Doug asked. His voice sounded hoarse with nervousness.
"Why...I...you know I've never wanted a real relationship.
Nothing that would last more than a couple of weeks."
Doug nodded again.
"But if you think you can handle a one-night stand..."
Lisa began to unbutton her shirt, slipping the fabric back off her shoulders. Her pert nipples stood straight out toward Doug as dribbles of forgotten cum began to ooze again from the end of his penis.
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the crotch of her panties and ran his fingernails against the length of her sensitive flesh. She quivered nicely in response.
John stroked her again, reaching up to the height of her lips and trailing his fingertips down near her anus.
Robin's knees began to tremble and she leaned back more heavily into the wall.
John put his mouth against Robin's pussy through the panty and ground his lips against hers.
Robin slid a couple of inches toward the floor, moaning softly with pleasure.
John moved his attention higher, gnawing at her clit through the silk fabric. Robin squirmed away from him, but the wall prevented her from really escaping. She pressed the palms of her hand flat against the wall and tried to brace herself against sliding lower. Her incredible breasts heaved above John, her nipples visibly struggling against her bra and shirt.
John slowly lowered Robin's panties, peeling them over her hips to expose clean-shaven flesh where Robin's thatch should have been. The bare flesh further exhilarated him. His dick began to thump within his pants in anticipation.
Pulling the panties down into the jeans, which still bound Robin's ankles, John licked the bald flesh until it glistened with his saliva. As he licked, John carefully inserted two fingers between Robin's outer labia and gently spread them apart to let the cool air caress the hot flesh within.
Robin groaned and slid even lower against the wall.
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silky wet and her juices ran down his fingers and onto his hand.
John flicked his tongue against her swollen knob and Robin shrieked and arched her back. She didn't come yet, but he could feel her orgasm growing within her. Her flesh and muscles were charged with anticipation and a growing sense of need and desire.