Dedicated to my girlfriend, M, a regular here. This is my first erotic story, all for you. You were busy watching TV and making pasties. I was pretending to write, while actually waiting for a message. A gift for you that needed the right setup. I had been teasing you all day. Telling you how much I looked forward to you getting home so I can rip your clothes off. I get a message from him: "Nearly there. About 1 min." I reply: "Wait outside and don't knock. I'll come get you when she's ready.
" I walk over and kiss you. "Hello." You replied smoothly. You had just dyed your hair pink again and wore a black and red little dress that you still had on from our day at the wine-tasting. You were the sexiest girl there, but not just naturally; you had an agenda. You dressed like that to impress your crush. The hot young guy with the piercing eyes. You dressed like that so that you could see him look you over, undress you with his eyes.
Well, you hot sexy nude girls would get that chance in more ways than one. I push you back against the couch. "Give me a minute. I have to finish making this." "Give me three good kisses. Then I'll let you get right back to it." I say, and kiss you again, hard. This time you don't resist. "One," I say. You kiss me back, sensually. You breath in slowly, deeply, as I grab your sides. "Two," You say, with a little smile on your face. We kiss a final time, both of us breathing deeply, our hands exploring the other's body.
You bite my bottom lip and don't let go. "Sthlee," I whisper through a bitten lip. Then I slid my hand under your legs and lift you from the couch. "Woah," You say, "I thought you just wanted three kisses." "I lied," I reply, as I carry you to the bed. I drop you there and go to open the front door. You look confused for a moment, until you see him walking into the bedroom. Your crush from work. The one you've been fantasising about.
You try to get off the bed and stand up, but I push you back on the bed. "No need to greet him. He's here to help me fuck you." You gasp and slap my arm, but I grab your hand and force you down on the bed. "Don't be bashful now. I know you want this. You WANT him to see you naked. And you want him to want you." I motion him to come closer and take his clothes off. I roll you onto your stomach and pull back your head, so you can watch him undress.
A few seconds later, he's standing in front of you sexy teenage girls with a hard-on just for you. "Now it's your turn," I say. You just start to react, but I pull your dress over your head before you can stop me.