101 EROTICA STORIES (153 page)

I lay flat on the floor and spread my legs invitingly. Wanting him to see just how wet I am I touched my breasts provocatively and ran my hands around my naked body, making moaning sounds as I did so.  He watched me please myself. He intently looked at my hand as I rubbed it against my pussy. In seconds, he went down on the floor and tasted me. I could have sung my pleasure as he did so. It was the sexiest thing ever. Oh God, it was wicked. His mouth, his fat lips were on my wet and juicy lips. I spread my legs even wider and welcomed him to me. He ran his wicked tongue all around my already wet pussy and made me even wetter. He licked me over and over until my eyes filled with so much lust. Too soon, he stopped. I looked at him and saw him looking somewhere else.

“That’s not the way to do it, babe.” I was startled as I heard Cassie’s voice. I scrambled on the floor and retrieved my towel. My eyes flew towards her face and saw her looking at me. Her amusement puzzled me. “No. Don’t get up. Lie back.”

“Cassie...” I began.

“I said get your ass on the floor. Now!”

Cassie was obviously not herself and the hint of violence I heard on her voice made me close my eyes. I was scared to my toes but also very much still aroused. “Now lick her, babe. Slowly. For God’s sake, take your time. Or I swear I’ll lick her.” She said again.

My body trembled both with fear and anticipation as Edwin’s tongue continued its exploration. This time, it was slower and more thoughtful of every corner of my kitty lips. I moaned as his tongue glide on my flesh arousing me to the fullest. I felt a hand on my breasts. It was Cassie’s. The sensations I was feeling was all too much. Her hand felt amazing on my full tits. I writhed and squirmed to her touch and succumb to Edwin’s honey like tongue. He licked and sucked on my clit as his thumb entered my most private cave. My butt muscles tightened against his thumb and I felt my juices come out of me as he pushed my clit with his tongue.

He spread my legs wider and wider until I cannot take it anymore. He plunged his tongue deeper inside me and replaced his thumb in my vagina. I felt Cassie’s mouth on one nipple and she sucked me achingly slowly, I thought I’d die. The pleasure was all too much to bear. I rolled to my side and was instantly awakened by the sound of my door being opened. I looked in frustration all around me. There was no Edwin and no Cassie making mad love to me. To make things worse, I was wearing my Hello Kitty pyjamas. Damn it!

Cassie poked her head inside. “We ordered lots of pizza. Come join us.” I looked at the bedside table. It was 11 in the evening. I stretched out my hands, completely unaware that the top buttons of my top have become undone. I was only when Cassie focused her look on my chest that I noticed. I was not able to say a word but I could have sworn that I blushed at the attention. I hurriedly stood up and joined them.

In all fairness, despite my very lucid dream, we all had a great time together. The pizza was great and the beers were extremely cold. We had plenty of laughs and soon, I forgot all about my crazy dream. Anyway, none of them has clue, right?

After a couple of hours, I brushed my teeth, washed my face and bid the two good night. A few minutes since I dozed off, I was awakened by sounds of what seems like an animal in pain. I tried to keep still and focused on my surroundings. It was pitched dark and all I can sense was the cool dawn breeze wafting through my window and the sounds of heavy serious moaning. It seems the two love birds are making wild love at the adjacent room. Sighing while trying to fall asleep again, I lay on the bed. Once more, I thought about my dream and felt a current travel through my body. Cassie’s moans are the sexiest music ever. I can even moaning like that myself. The pleasure must be really intense. I usually make noises like that whenever a lover eats me down there and give me a satisfying oral sex. For me, that’s the height of sex. I rarely reach orgasm through penetration, but I always get a satisfying climax when being fucked with one’s tongue. The moans become almost unbearable that I went outside to take a peek on the action. It was perverse I know that but I don’t care. I opened the door to Cassie’s and through a crack on the door I saw Cassie wearing a sheer chemise on bed as Edwin licked her toes. I actually expected more than that but it seems like the lady is having a great time. Her chemise is askew and her entire body is sprawled across the bed. There were candles all around the room and the air is filled with the scent of lavender and chocolate. I breathe in deeply and I must have made a sound too audible because the two stopped what they were doing.  I stood there frozen in place and totally self conscious because of my intrusion. Imagine my shock when Cassie and Edwin started kissing torridly in front of me. Their tongues mated and chased each other’s as Cassie’s hands found their place behind his neck. The sounds they make, the sight of their mouths mingling, and the smell of the candles proved to be too much for my already wrought senses. I watched them, imagined having someone kiss me like that. In doing so, I got so high and got equally frustrated that Fred would not touch me and kiss me like that. It was the most arousing live kiss I have ever witnessed. Tongue to tongue, lip to lip, body to body, it was the ultimate sultry coupling.

In a matter of seconds, my hand found the buttons of my night clothes. I closed my eyes and focused on the delectable tactile sensations that flooded my entire being. I reached one full breast and kneaded it with my palm. The sound of Cassie’s heavy breathing and the sound made by their intimate sucking made me feel so hot and feverish. I completely removed my top and touched my bodice at the room’s portal. As the scene grew hotter and hotter before my eyes, I felt my pussy release some juices, making me feel so hot and slick down there. Wearing only my pyjama bottom, I ran my hand over and over my body and watched as Edwin licked the delicate creamy skin of Cassie’s neck. Her hand was on his tan shoulders and her head was tossed back to give him more room to taste. His one hand reached under the hem of Cassie’s chemise and rubbed her thighs sensually, his huge hands making love to her smooth skin. Cassie looked at me and motioned me to come near. I walked slowly so my thigh is pushed against the bedside. Edwin now grazed her breasts and as he sucked one fat nipple, Cassie gripped my arm and quickly pulled my pyjama down. She moaned as he licked the sides of her breast and made lazy slow circles. Cassie fondled my thighs and I sighed as her hand moved more and more sensually against me. Her gentle hand found the opening of my cunt and rubbed it with her palm. Now, it was my turn to make noise. I sighed deeply as I got even wetter with the way she touched me. Her thumb found my cherry clit and gave it a slow sensual rub as her middle finger slid inside my now pussy. She moved her finger in and out...in and out as her thumb made love to my protruding clit. Edwin continued his journey throughout Cassie’s body. He found her thighs and rubbed his nose all over them as his hand rubbed her cunt. Looking at the three of us in the nearby mirror, I cannot help but feel more heated up.

Edwin found her pussy and started to trail his tongue on her kitty lips. Looking at his face so close to her, eating her made me squirm and yearn for more friction. I bucked my hips and urged Cassie to go faster and faster, as I felt myself get more aroused.  My juices are waiting to come out of me as Cassie’s hand fucked me like a man would. She pushed yet another finger inside me and screwed the two fingers against the sensitive walls of my vagina. I felt my g spot being rubbed and I moaned even louder as I can already feel the coming of a strong climax. Cassie must have sensed this and instantly withdrew her hand. She stood up and asked me to lie on the bed. Edwin started to kiss me and rubbed my breasts, pinching my nipples as his tongue fucked my mouth. Cassie rubbed her pussy against his ass and heard the noisy sounds made by her juicy cunt on his butt skin. She kissed Edwin before she focused all her attention to me. She crawled all over my body and licked me, just what I had seen in my dream. She kissed my mouth and felt my insides melt as her tongue explored me sensually. I felt her breasts on my body and it was the most amazing thing ever. They were like soft jelly pillows rubbing against my own fullness.

She crawled down and trailed kisses all over my navel and waist. After a thousand kisses, she reached my mound. I was freshly waxed and my skin was still tender and very sensitive. She kissed it sideways so it was like she was French kissing me down there. “Oh baby, don’t stop, don’t stop...” I pleaded as I was filled with so many lustful sensations. I was never given so much attention down there and indeed it was true, being licked by a woman is a lot better. Her tongue was gentler, taking in all the nooks and crannies of my most secret place. I feel my juices come without so much effort and as she licked them, I got more and more aroused. She now focused her tongue on my clit and licked it again and again until my entire body tightened. My climax took me by surprise and I shook right to my very core. She licked me even faster now and moved her hips as Edwin entered her from behind. She looked like a fox in heat as she licks me while she was being fucked doggy style. I felt another orgasm nearing so I closed my eyes and let the strong current tingle my entire body. I put my mouth on her breasts as Edwin rode her faster and faster. She came fiercely, her hands tightening on the sheets. A second longer, Edwin roared and came all over Cassie’s cunt.

We rested and showered afterwards. Because of extreme tiredness, we were all able to doze off on the big bed. I was between her and her boyfriend and my sleep got interrupted when I felt a hot slick tongue rubbing against my thighs. I woke up and saw Edwin crawling on top of me. “I won’t let this night end without tasting you.” With that, his mouth made love to my pussy under the blanket. I was not able to see what he was doing but everything was silken heat. I pushed my self against him as his tongue explored my kitty lips. I moaned so loudly that I awakened Cassie. She smiled sweetly and removed the sheets. She held my hand as her boyfriend feasted on me. Cassie looked at me intently and parted her lips. Her face inched closer to mine and in one moment, we were kissing and tonguing each other. We fondled each other’s breasts as I was being pleasured heavily. I was so heated up again and spread my legs even wider as Edwin sucked my clit. Cassie patted his shoulders and whispered something. He nodded. Her boyfriend moved on top of me and entered me slowly. I looked at Cassie and as she smiled, I threw all caution to the wind. “Scream all you want. Make it loud.” She drew my fingers to her mouth then and I felt Edwin’s cock inside me. I spread my legs even more and lavished at the thought of being pleasured this way. As I felt him all inside me, I closed my eyes and imagined it was Cassie’s tongue fucking me...

My name is Ginger, and I am bound and my mouth is sealed shut with duct tape. I am naked as well, and I don’t see my clothes anywhere. Bad news. I look around the small cabin where the girls have kept me captive, trying to find a spot where they could have possibly hidden my clothes. But I don’t see anything. I look out the window and see the sun has changed. I realize it’s going to be afternoon soon, and they still aren’t back. I look at the thick ropes that bind my wrist and give them a little shake. No give. Not even a hint of slack, my god. Panic began to claw its way to the surface, and I immediately shut my eyes and take slow, deep breaths. The slightest hint of panic isn’t going to do me any good. It won’t do to let it break through my calm, still surface. With another slow, deep breath, I succeed in choking my panic down and putting it back right where it belongs, which is in some unexplored abyss in me.

A draft dances through the window, and I shiver. I am lying in bed. My wrists and ankles are tied to the bedposts in the corners. I am bare, open, and vulnerable. I am grateful there is nobody around to see me in this shameful state, but at the same time, the solitude scares me. There is nobody around for miles. The girls know where I am—we spent the whole morning together, in fact—but they are nowhere in sight. I don’t believe for a second they would consider leaving me here, bound and gagged, until evening. Or maybe I’m just kidding myself. I don’t know the answer to that.

I clear my throat. I realize I’m thirsty. I can’t remember the last time I drank some water although the last liquid I drank was the fluid leaking from between Georgia’s legs. I shut my eyes as I remember the taste and feel of Georgia’s flesh in my mouth. Her juices were sweet with a slightly salty taste beneath the sweetness. But the feel of her flesh was another thing. My tongue creeps out from my mouth and runs across my lips. Georgia’s cunt felt so soft, so fragile. I couldn’t stop sucking on her clit and the folds that paved the way to her most private slit. Hell, I couldn’t even stop myself from licking the inside of her thighs. She had smooth, creamy skin that my tongue couldn’t get enough of. I’m not sure if going to bed for another girl makes me a full-fledged lesbian, but if I have a partner as hot as Georgia Douglas, I’d definitely begin singing another tune.

Thinking of Georgia gets me going. I can’t touch myself down there to be sure, but I feel a strong stirring in between my legs and I know I am wet down there again. I squirm and shift my body on what little motion it can. The sheets are stiff and sticky with come. Of course, what does one expect from a group of five girls who have been doing some kinky actions in between the sheets? I am far from obsessive compulsive, but I am sort of a neat freak. I dislike it when things get dirty and soiled although I am very fond of body fluids when they’re released fresh from their original owners.

I shift again, this time paying special attention to my ankles. The girls have tied the ropes more securely than I have hoped for, but they didn’t tie them tight enough to hurt. The bonds don’t cut off my circulation, nothing serious like that. But I think of how nice it would be to stretch out in any direction and position I want without having to think of or consider restrictions. I scold myself for being stupid enough to have allowed the entire thing to happen. Had I not decided to push through with the initiation, I would have been snuggled up nice and tight in my own bedroom now. Maybe I would be in my favorite pajamas with my favorite pillow cushioning my back and my favorite paperback in my hand. No unwilling nudity and thick, fat ropes. No fucking duct tape sealing my mouth shut. No feeling of thirst and not being able to do something about it. No being alone in some cabin in the woods. No shifting against sheets stiff and sticky with body fluids ejected by gorgeous females.

“No fucking, no tits, no cunts, no asses,” a voice whispered inside my head. “Admit it, Ginger, you liked the whole thing. Screw it, you wanted it. Stop fooling yourself into thinking your nipples didn’t perk up or your cunt didn’t moisten itself to attention when you thought of seeing Georgia and Bridget in their birthday suits. Ruth, Hera, and Rachel serve as a bonus, but a very nice bonus all the same. You enjoyed what happened, Ginger. You enjoyed it very much.”

I shut my eyes and protest against the voice, but with the tape covering my lips, my voice comes out all muffled. What that alien being inside my head is saying is definitely not true. I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask to be stripped of my clothing, exposed indecently, and tied to the bedposts like some invaluable human being. Who would want this kind of treatment anyway? All I asked was something that resembled friendship and solid camaraderie. I’ve been duped, and I never hated myself any more than I do now.

I recall the events that unfolded this morning. I had ridden with Ruth and Georgia toward the cabin, which was owned by some friend of Ruth’s dad. I admit I was ecstatic as we started out. I feel like I belonged, like I have a bunch of girls whom I could call my friends now. I haven’t been making much progress in the friendship world since Laine, my best friend, moved to Switzerland. But these five girls were going to change everything, I told myself that morning.

Boy, did they change everything, all right.

The morning didn’t give any hint of what the rest of the day was about to bring. We got to the cabin and brought our stuff in. I was told we wouldn’t be staying overnight as some of the girls weren’t too sold with the idea of spending a night in the woods. But I brought some sleepwear and spare underwear, just in case. I’m always like that.

Once we got our stuff all settled out, Ruth took over and started the meeting. Or the initiation. Whatever. We all headed into the bedroom, as Ruth told us to. I was beginning to feel slightly queasy then, but I ignored the fluttery feeling and told myself it was all part of the process.

Everyone gathered in a circle around me. There were five of them and only one of me. As I stood in the middle of those five gorgeous girls, I felt their power and dominance. I’m not referring to looks here as I know I’m not too far behind in that department. I’m not being conceited. I’m simply telling the truth. Rachel herself told me how she and the rest of the group found me stunning. I don’t know what the group’s definition of stunning is, but I was very flattered when she told me that. That compliment was one of the major reasons I decided to push through with the whole thing.

Looking back at it now, I feel foolish. I strain against the bonds again, but the results were the same as before: no give, no slack, nothing. I sigh in frustration and resume thinking back on the events of the morning.

I stood nervously inside the circle. My eyes move from one girl to another: Bridget, Hera, Georgia, Ruth, and Rachel. The shape didn’t give any indication who was the most powerful of the five girls, but it was clear that that title belonged to Ruth. She did all the talking. She called the shots. She ordered the rest to strip me off my clothes. She slipped three of her fingers in and out of me while I buried my face in her cunt, devouring her with an intensity that bordered between crazy lust and desperation. The only reason I got to burrow in between her legs? Why, she told me to, of course. Ruth, the undisputed leader.

Things really kicked off when Ruth announced it was time to begin the ceremony. The other girls giggled, but under all that light atmosphere was a kind of solemnity that said they took the stuff seriously. I wasn’t worried, at least not yet. My instinct was then screaming I had to do all it took to get my ass out of there and scram, but who listens to their gut-feel these days? I didn’t go anywhere. That stuff only happens in the movies, but you already know that. I stayed where I was, and that decision caused me to be tied up on the bedposts without even my panties on. At least Jessie Burlingame in Stephen King’s Gerald’s Game had that small decency. I don’t have that.

At Ruth’s announcement, the girls began to take their clothes off. I stood in the middle, uncertain. I wondered why they were all getting naked. There wasn’t anything else for me to do, so I looked at each of them while they got rid of the “constricting clothing,” as Georgia said, until Ruth silenced her with a glare.

It was Hera who stepped out of her clothes first. It was the first time I saw a naked female body aside my own, and the sight was outstanding. Maybe the fact that Hera was very beautiful (yes, I’m referring to a person, not a goddess, here) did something to that, but I doubt it. I gaped at her. My eyes couldn’t stop roaming all over her perfect body. Breasts, hips, ass, a cunt that looks cunning—Hera had them all. My tongue ran over my lips before I knew it. Hera saw it and laughed. There was a faint trace of sarcasm in her laughter.

Then Georgia was naked too, and again I turned to look at her. She was as perfect as Hera. Georgia’s breasts weren’t as big as Hera’s, but Georgia’s nipples were lighter and pinker. I knew she wasn’t a virgin, but her body suggested otherwise. I couldn’t believe how lush and fresh she looked, like a young woman whose body is just bursting with life and promise. Georgia didn’t say anything when she saw me looking, but no, she didn’t have to.

Bridget and Rachel got rid of their clothes at about the same time. Of the five girls, they were the two whom I was most unfamiliar with. I’ve known Ruth, Georgia, and Hera since we were kids. We weren’t friends, but we all went to the same school. Bridget and Rachel were the two new kids on the block. They moved into the city when we were in seventh or eighth grade, I think. No surprise the two hit off with the other three right away. Bridget and Rachel are spectacular beauties too. Like Ruth, Georgia, and Hera, they had this devil-may-care attitude that was somehow natural in girls like them. That’s how it runs in my world, anyway.

Bridget should have her picture next to bombshell in the dictionary. That’s how hot she is. She’s the typical all-American girl next door: blond, clear blue eyes, heart-shaped face, pink lips, and a figure that both girls and boys would die for. I saw she had no hair in her sex. It was the first time I saw a bare pussy in the flesh, and I was transfixed.

Rachel’s looks were the complete opposite of Bridget’s: jet-black hair, dark brown eyes, quite pouty lips, and a slightly squarish face. But while Bridget had a soft, fragile look to her, Rachel had a fierce, warrior-like aura around her. She looked so sure of herself, so unbreakable. And it didn’t hurt she had a body that could rival a model’s.

Ruth got naked last. I thought they definitely saved the best for last. Ruth was one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen—she was that gorgeous. There was nothing remarkable about her looks if you look at them separately: chestnut-colored hair, pale blue eyes, creamy skin, and hips that were made to bear children. But those elements make up one hell of an appearance when put together, and that’s what happened in Ruth. No wonder the others bowed down to her. Ruth was the goddess. The other girls were gorgeous, but next to Ruth’s beauty, they could only do so much.

The five girls were in their birthday suits. I was the only one left fully clothed inside the cabin. I look around them nervously. Breasts, hips, and shapely figures everywhere I turn. Again I wondered what they were doing. They couldn’t be getting naked over nothing, could they? I’m a girl, after all. Not that I’ve never heard of girls doing it with other girls, but I didn’t believe these girls would do something as daring as that.

Ruth said it was time to get down to business. She looked me in the eye, and again I was blown by her beauty. I had time to think God, all the things I would do to look like that before she gave some sort of signal and they all sprang into action.

The girls seized me like they were possessed. I was too stunned to say or even do anything. Two of them grabbed me at the wrists while the other two went for my ankles. Of course Ruth didn’t do anything. She merely stepped aside and watched, as if the whole thing was nothing but pure entertainment for her. Which was probably the case, but I never saw it that way back then. Although the bedroom was awash in light, I saw a glint in Ruth’s eyes that told me she was having lots of fun.