Sin and Desire (20 page)

Carter closed the door behind us. Bright moonlight was streaming through his oversized windows which lit up the room with a soft, diffused glow. A reflection of the moon was bouncing off the swells of the ocean. His huge stateroom was impeccably decorated in a modern, black and white theme. 
I felt Carter turning me towards him. His face was shadowed but showed no emotion.
"Alex, you are probably thinking I am going to take unfair advantage of my poker win. This day has turned into something other than what I had planned. I was thinking we would have some laughs, drink ourselves silly and trash talk for weeks afterward. You have overwhelmed me today with a side of you I didn't know existed. I am feeling terribly attracted to you as a woman, which I did not expect. That being said, I want you to know that you can get dressed right now and there will be no questions asked," Carter concluded. He heaved a sigh of relief after delivering his long speech.
I still couldn't talk because of this massive lump in my throat. All I could do was reach out my arms and beckon him to hug me. Which he did. And it felt very, very good. I nuzzled my face into his bare chest and found my lips next to one of his nipples. I snaked my tongue out and found his nipple to be very stiff and salty. My teeth nipped him lightly and I heard a groan deep in his chest. 
I worked my way across his chest and paid some attention to his other dark nipple. I was clutching Carter hard because I was afraid I would fall to the floor otherwise. Slowly, I let myself slide down his muscled torso until my knees found the soft carpet. I pressed my lips against his thong covered cock. The material was made of black silk so it felt like part of his skin. I moaned a little with the erotic thrill of what we were doing.
I reached up and hooked the elastic of his thong with my thumbs. The thong slid off his hips but got caught on his erection. I had to grapple with the thong for a second but as I freed him, his cock jumped upward at full attention. Carter was not huge like Meat, but his prick had a beautiful, circumcised head and a smooth, dark shaft.
Don't ask me why, but at that moment I was overcome with emotion. I know, I know, I'm a tomboy and I shouldn't be the weepy sort. Maybe the feminine part of me has been repressed so long it took these circumstances to liberate my female passion. Maybe it was the realization that someone as special as Carter would want ME as a friend and lover hit me so hard. I clutched his warm cock to my cheek and held it there without moving. Tears flowed down my face and collected against his hard maleness on my cheek. 
"What's wrong honey?" Carter whispered as he stroked my short locks, "Do you want to stop?" 
"Oh, no. I've never had a happier day in my life. These are happy tears," I answered. With that, I licked my salty tears off his rigid cock and cupped his solid testicles in my small hand. I put my mouth barely over the engorged helmet of his cock and made a tight circle of my lips. I stroked the last two inches of his hardened prick in and out of my mouth, licking the tender underside at the same time. My manicured fingernail grazed the smooth area between his anus and balls. 
Within a few minutes Carter made some muffled noises that I took to mean I was doing something right. He groaned out, "Alex, I can't hold it, I'm so sorry." With that warning the first ejaculation sprayed into my mouth. It was hot and salty and more delicious than the shrimp we feasted on earlier. He was jerking in my hands but I held on tight and sucked even harder on the end of his thrusting cock. At least four spasms of creamy sperm, each with a little less volume than the last, collected in my willing mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, but some of the white liquid leaked out the side of my mouth and slowly dripped down my chin.
I looked up at Carter with his slowly wilting cock still in my mouth. I was bathing his cock with my tongue which caused him to have little orgasmic aftershocks. His eyes were a little glazed over but he managed to croak out, "Sweetie, that was unbelievable. Come up here."
Carter reached down and lifted me effortlessly to my feet. When his face was next to mine he saw the white cum still on my chin. He stuck his tongue out and licked the sperm upward toward my mouth. I opened up and sucked his cream covered tongue into my mouth. We rolled our tongues around on his slippery seed while we looked into each other's eyes. 
Carter broke off the erotic kiss, bent over and whisked me off my feet. I felt like a feather in his strong arms. He walked us over to the bed and gently placed me down on the soft, satin sheets. The moonlight was directly focused on my body lying prone on the bed. My nipples had lost none of their rigidity so there were tiny shadows behind each one. Carter's lips grazed on one and then on the other. Was this a dream? Please don't wake me!
My heart was pounding so hard I'm sure Carter could see it beating under my skinny ribcage. His fashionable, two day beard tickled my skin as he slowly moved down my sensitive tummy. I felt his fingers stoke my thigh and gently push my legs apart. I could feel the smooth wetness between my pussy lips. Carter's tongue darted out and clipped the end of my clit. Oh my lord, I almost lost it right there.
I clenched the slick sheets with both my fists trying not to go off too soon. Carter gently parted my bare pussy lips with his fingers and exposed my womanhood fully. He licked from the bottom of my slit all the way to the top, pausing to suck on my engorged clit. As he gently pulled on it with his lips, I lost control. An ecstatic wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. I felt like I was spiraling into another dimension of time. My insides turned into molten liquid. Carter held on to each of my ass cheeks with his large hands and forced his face deep into the cleft of my spread legs. I writhed and screamed as a second and third orgasm rocked me. My pussy was squirting clear liquid on Carter's face, making his face shiny with my girl cum. 

Slowly I came back down to Earth. Carter was still holding me tight but my pussy was so sensitive I shuddered each time he touched me with his tongue. I grabbed his dark, curly hair with my fingers and forced him to come up on top of me. He braced himself on his elbows so he wouldn't crush me with his weight. His semi-hard cock nestled comfortably between my slippery thighs. We kissed and I tasted my own womanly fluid on his lips. Is there any way I can make this night last forever?
I smiled up at his handsome face and said, "I've never been happier to pay off a poker debt. Can I have a rematch?" We hugged each other hard and he rolled me on top of him for an encore.

Truth or Dare – Part I

For their fifth wedding anniversary, Anna and Sam decided that they would celebrate the milestone with a weekend away at the lakeside cabin owned by Sam’s parents. Sam’s work partner and best friend, Ethan, had just recently gotten engaged to his beautiful long-term girlfriend, Veronica. Both couples had been on many double dates together and always got on pretty well. Anna and Sam decided to invite them to come along on the weekend away, it made sense to celebrate both the anniversary and the engagement together, especially given that all four of them led extremely busy working lives.

Anna offered to drive; it didn’t make sense to bring two cars when one would be more than enough for the four of them. She rang Veronica and told her that she would pick both herself and Ethan up at 8 a.m. on Friday morning. While Sam and Ethan were as close as brothers, Veronica didn’t really know Anna all that well. Both couples had spent a lot of time together, but the men usually dominated the conversation. She knew that Anna had a two-year-old daughter and that she worked as a journalist for a fashion magazine, but that was about the extent of her knowledge. She thought highly of Anna, though. She was a pleasant woman who worked her ass off to get to where she was, despite the fact that Sam made enough money to provide for their family. Veronica admired hardworking women.

On Friday morning, Anna and Sam arrived at Veronica and Ethan’s house at exactly 8 a.m.

“Do you guys want some coffee?” Veronica asked.

Anna and Sam both nodded, and she let them inside.

Veronica’s mind glossed over the small talk the other three engaged in over pancakes, but she took enough mental notes to remember later. Sam gladly informed them all that according to his new weather app, they were in for a warm, sunny weekend. They all ran through a checklist one last time to make sure they hadn’t forgotten to pack anything important. Sam suggested that they could stop at a supermarket somewhere along the way to pick up some food and alcohol. Veronica was glad to hear mention of alcohol; for some reason, she was really nervous about spending the weekend away with Anna and Sam, and she’d be glad of a glass of wine to relax her nerves.

They all piled into the car, Anna and Sam in the front, Veronica and Ethan in the back. Ethan’s seatbelt clicked, and then he undid it again.

“What are you doing?” Veronica said.

“I forgot the playing cards.” He threw the car door open.

“The boys and their poker,” Anna said with a roll of her eyes.

He was only in the house for two minutes, but it felt like hours to Veronica as she sat in the back silently while Anna and Sam conversed, mostly about their little girl, Cassie. Veronica had never been great at small talk; she was a very quiet and reserved woman, especially around people she was not 100% comfortable with. She was happy when Ethan finally returned to the car and they could get on the road.

It was a beautiful day and the sun was beaming down on all four of them as they travelled the near-200 miles to the lake. The drive was going pleasantly, Sam and Ethan managed to keep the conversation flowing as they gossiped about their fellow work colleagues. Anna kept quiet enough as she concentrated on the road, while Veronica spent the hours taking in the breathtaking views of the coastline. Neither she nor Ethan drove, so they rarely left the small town they’d grown up in. With only thirty miles to go until they reached the lakeside cabin, Sam suggested that they stop at the next convenience store to pick up some supplies for the weekend.

Anna almost drove right past the secluded cabin, having to slam on the brakes in order to not miss it. When she did, the full beer cans rattled in the case, and Veronica’s head shot forward, then fell back hard against the headrest.

“Sorry!” Anna said, half-gasping, half-laughing.

“Are you okay?” Ethan asked, stroking Veronica’s hair as the car pulled into the gravel driveway.

She assured him that she was fine—but the back of her head would be a little sore for a day or two.

They pulled out their luggage and the shopping, and made their way inside. The cabin was small, only one large living-slash-dining room, and two small bedrooms. The living room consisted of two small couches covered in beautiful crocheted cushions, a large screen TV, and a stunning stone fireplace, giving the place a warm, homely feel even when it wasn’t being used. The bedrooms consisted of little more than a wardrobe and a double bed, but what else did one need?

They unpacked their suitcases and put away the shopping. Sam and Ethan decided they would go do a spot of fishing while it was still bright outside, and leave Anna and Veronica to get to know each other a bit better. Anna poured a glass of wine for herself and Veronica, and cut a couple of slices off of the sponge cake they had bought at the convenience store on the way. She sat on the couch across from Veronica and the two women started to get to know each other.

“So,” Anna began the conversation—and Veronica was thankful that she hadn’t had to start it herself—“how did you and Ethan meet?”

“We actually met at a coffee shop,” she answered.

“The classic story,” Anna said with a giggle.

“Not really. He came in every day for a scone and latte. I was always working there, and I remembered him and memorized his order. He seemed to like that.” She chuckled at the memory as she sipped her glass of wine. “Blah, blah, he asked me out, and then we went out for a couple of
amazing
dates, and we decided to be exclusive.”

Anna nodded. “And he proposed to you three months ago?”

“Mmhmm.”

“How’d he do it?”

“Well…” Veronica thought about setting down her glass, but felt almost naked without it in her hand. “He took me to Greece for our three-year, and one Sunday morning, the beach was totally deserted. As soon as his knee hit the sand, the clouds opened and it started pouring!”

“That’s so cheesy, like a movie!” Anna chuckled.

“Yeah, but that’s what happened, ha.” Veronica polished off her glass as Anna’s phone buzzed.

“Oh, that’s Sam’s mom,” she said, sliding her finger across the screen to open the message. “She’s taking care of Cassie while we’re gone.”

“Must be good to have some time to yourselves.”

Anna handed the phone to Veronica, and let her look at the photo Sam’s mom had sent her of the two-year-old. She studied it for a second, and then handed the phone back to Anna as she poured both of them a second glass. “Yeah, it is, but … I do miss her, even though it’s only been a few hours since I last saw her. There’s only so much time I have with her before she grows up, and she’ll never be that little again.”

Veronica nodded, her head spinning just a little—and she wasn’t sure if that was from hitting her head in the car or the alcohol. “Yeah. You know… Ethan and I are trying.”

“Really?” Anna leaned forward. Veronica noticed her posture, her figure—how she couldn’t tell at all that the woman had ever had a child; she was in amazing shape. She’d never paid attention to how beautiful she was.