Lily let the hot water sluice over her, taking away the aches in her sore shoulders and arms. The painting was done; she and Dave had made quick business of the remaining work after they had finished tearing into each other. The thought had her quivering again. Her shoulders weren't the only things that ached. She soaped up a sponge with scented bubbles and enjoyed the slick feel of her own hands on her body as she washed the sweat of the day away. Dave had been just as careful as he used to be when they were teenagers. There wasn't a single mark on her delicate ivory, rose skin for her husband to find. Not one. But she could still feel his hands on her as if he was in the shower with her.
"Are you still going out with the girl's tonight honey?" her husband Paul called through the shower curtain.
Lily started and dropped her hands from her soapy breasts guiltily. "Yes, same as last month."
She rinsed off the rest of the soap with cool clean water, wrapped herself in a clean dry towel and climbed out of the shower. Paul was there waiting for her as she started to get ready for the evening. They chatted about their day. How the painting had gone. How work was for him. Their daughter's progress in dance class. They didn't discuss the fact that her high school boyfriend had stopped by and fucked her brainless while she had been painting that afternoon. And they never would.
She finished applying her make up and drying her hair while he sat and watched her. "Hey Paul?" she said as she smoothed lip gloss over her lips.
"Yeah." A great conversationalist he wasn't.
"I was thinking. You remember last month, how you got so mad at me for driving myself home at 3am after girl's night?"
"Yeah. You know its not that I mind you having a girls night, right? Its just I don't want you drinking and driving. I'd have come to get you. Or you could have stayed with one of them and just called to let me know. I just was worried, that's all." Paul was once again sounding so calm, so reasonable, so damned boring. God bless him, but she wasn't in the mood to go down that guilt trip road again.
"Ok, well...I was just thinking about it. And I don't want another fight this month and I know you're right about the driving thing. It was stupid. So, tonight I'll crash at Shelly's if I can't drive home." she finished tidying up the bath behind her.
"Or you could just call me."
Danger. Danger. "Paul I'm not going to call you at 3 am. Have you wake up Kat, Put her in the car and have you come all the way down to the strip just 'cause I can't hold my liquor. We'll get a cab and I'll see you in the morning. Ok?"
She could see him thinking it through. Working through the angles. Trying to find the errors in her thinking. She couldn't just stand there and hold her breath. He'd just find more questions for her. Or she wouldn't get out of the house at all. And that really wouldn't work for her. She dropped the towel and went in search of her bra and panties.
"Did you get the laundry out of the dryer?" she said. Hoping like hell he was watching her naked ass as she walked away instead of trying to think of a reason why she shouldn't go out that night.
"What? Oh, yeah it's right next to the door there." He definitely sounded distracted. Perfect.
"Where?" she bent over to search for a pair of black knickers to match the bra she was planning on wearing. "Oh, Thanks". She knew she was giving him a show, she knew it. It was not the first time she had used her body as a deliberate distraction and it wouldn't be the last. She wriggled into her panties, making sure the thong back was in the right place. Finding the black lace push up bra she wanted she put that on too. It was like a strip tease in reverse and she knew she had his attention. She went back over and dropped to her knees in front of him.
"How do I look?" she said slyly.
"Fine. You look fine." Definitely NOT a great conversationalist.
"Thanks." She smiled and slowly undid his belt, freed his cock from his pants and distracted him even further.
"Have a good time honey" he called from the doorway as she slid behind the wheel of her car. She waved her hand at him and checked her lip gloss in the rearview mirror before backing her car out of the driveway. Her smile was just a little bit smug. But then she had a little right to be. And it wasn't as if she didn't intend to go to girl's night. She did. But she wasn't going to Shelly's. No way. If she was getting a whole night out she was taking advantage of it.
She got the text message after four drinks while in the middle of a game of Texas Hold-em with several of the girls. With a name like that the game really should be more fun than it is, she thought petulantly as she mucked her cards. Her friend Shelly was draped over a guy from California and after another drink or two would probably be heading up to his room. She'd be lucky if he cashed in his chips first. "Betcha he just leaves 'em on the table while he fucks her and comes right back" she said to her friend Renee.
"That's ok, she's had so much at this point she'll barely remember it tomorrow anyhow" Renee quipped.
"Yeah." Lilly had been nursing the same beer for the last half-hour. Four was her limit. She didn't want to be wasted. She wanted to be fuzzy. So that she could do as that text message told her to do.
WHERE ARE YOU
MGM GRAND she wrote back
SAME HOTEL.
RM 10112.
COME NOW
"Hey I've gotta go" she said turning to Renee. Renee wasn't listening, she was in the middle of a hand and the pot was getting up there. She just mumbled under her breath and raised when the action came to her. Which was perfect. Just perfect.
Lily cashed in her chips with butterflies in her stomach. As amazing as this afternoon had been, she hadn't gotten this. The anticipation. The walking towards a door, knowing what was behind it. In this case, knowing that Dave and some guy named Mike were behind it. Some things don't change, not even after ten years. Her fantasy of being with two men at once was something that hadn't changed. It was just an itch that still needed to be scratched. It wasn't something she had shared with Paul. Wasn't something she was interested in doing with him. But the idea of walking into that room with Dave and, well, whoever had her hot and bothered just thinking about it.
She rode the elevator up to the 10th floor and found the right room. God! Why does it seem like the halls go forever? It's surreal, she thought to herself. When she reached the door, right before knocking, she paused. She was nervous. She was scared. But she was also excited as hell. She figured if she was ever going to take the risk and do this, it would be with someone she knew. Someone like Dave. So she swallowed the fears, focused on the excitement and knocked.
The light was dim behind him when he answered the door,
"You're here" he said leaning against the door frame.
"Yeah" Christ now she was starting to sound like Paul
He smiled. "I wasn't sure if you would come or not." He bent down and kissed her in the doorway. It was a soft, coaxing kiss. No thrusting tongues, just a brushing of lips that made her want to melt into him. It was a kiss designed to make her want to trust him. "Are you going to come in?" he said.
"Of course," she stepped over the threshold into the dimly lit room. It took her eyes a moment to adjust. There was a king size bed and a desk and a chair and a lamp. That was it. Just your standard hotel room. The lamp was on and the chair was occupied. This must be Mike. Lily looked at Dave questioningly.
"Do you want introductions? Or do you want him to watch and then join in?"
OH. "I want him to watch" she replied. She didn't need to get to know him socially after all. She did enjoy looking at him though. He was very good looking with his dark hair and olive skin. Mike smiled knowingly as she said this and seemed fine with it too.
Dave took her shoulders in his hands. "Ok then. Now here are the rules, pet. If you want it to stop, you say STOP. But don't say it unless you actually mean it. Ok?" He looked deep into her eyes, searching her face, waiting for her answer.
"Ok" she swallowed convulsively and tried to control her pulse rate.
"Otherwise, those rules still apply. You remember the rules right?" His fingers walked up her arm and toyed with her collar bone.
Of course she remembered. She had been one of the only ones back in high school who would play these little games with him. And the only one who came back again and again. The one who reveled in them.
She just nodded and looked submissively at the floor. He tilted her head up. "Is that a yes?"
"Yes" she kept her eyes lowered and waited for his instruction.
"Take your clothes off. Slowly."
She had never done this for two people at once before and the idea intrigued her. She started to remove her blazer and dropped it to the floor. She kept her eyes on Dave as she stepped out of her heels and shimmied out of her jeans. She could feel Mike's eyes on her, heating her skin, roaming over her long legs as she peeled her satin cami up over her head leaving her standing there in the black push-up bra and thong panties. Just like she had with Paul earlier. She experienced a heady moment of power and lifted an eyebrow at Dave as if to say "what next?"
He stepped closer and wrenched her arm behind her back until her hand reached the clasp on the bra. "Take it all off." He said low and gravely in her ear. The movement hurt and nearly brought tears to her eyes. But it was a reminder. A reminder that he was in charge. Exciting. The bra dropped to the floor and she could feel her nipples harden in the air-conditioning. Surely it was just the air. No one could become aroused just from being looked at, could they?
"I told you she had great tits, didn't I?" Dave said to Mike. Mike didn't respond. He just continued to watch. Waiting patiently. "You do have great tits Lily. Later I'm gonna cum on them. Now take off the rest."
She was already feeling vulnerable, but at least the panties had given her the illusion of being covered. She looked at Dave and was ready to protest. He slid a finger under the thin strap of fabric that ran between her cheeks. Followed it all the way down to where she had already soaked through the tiny covering to her body's entrance.
"Now that can't be comfortable. Take them off Lily. Don't make me tell you again." He dipped his fingers into her honey and traced a finger over her lower lip. She could smell her sex on her mouth as he leaned in to kiss her. Then she could taste herself and him and the bourbon he had been drinking before she had gotten there all mixed on her tongue at the same time. She burned, she ached and he kept thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth. Delving in to find her secrets, then nibbling and biting her lower lip until she was writhing against him, begging for more.
"Mike, Lily's still wearing her panties. I think you should help her". Dave's voice cut through the haze of desire that had enveloped her. She had completely forgotten his instruction. She tried to slip her fingers under the elastic band now, quickly, trying to comply with his request. Remembering how he had done this in the past. Given instructions and then distracted her so that she couldn't carry them out. Punished her for failing.
"Too late now luv" he said chuckling. "Now Mike'll do it for you, won't you Mike?"
"Sure" Mike's voice was gravely with arousal and she could see his erection standing at attention outlined in his pants. Oh my. This was never going to work. He stepped up behind her. "Bend over"
Oh lord.
When she didn't move quickly enough he pushed her down until she was bent over the end of the bed with her bottom up in the air. He ran his hands over her like she belonged to him. She knew Dave was watching, so she didn't whimper, didn't make a sound. Mike ran his hands, which were a little bit rough, ran them all the way down her legs and then back up her inner thighs spreading her legs apart a little. This wasn't so bad, this is ok Lily thought and she relaxed under his touch. She felt his fingers working the band of her panties down over her hips and she wriggled to help him.
Smack -- "Be still" Mike growled in her ear.
Damn it. The spanking caught her unawares. She expected it from Dave, but Mike had surprised her. He surprised her even more when he soothed the sting with his lips. Kissing and licking her smarting cheek. He worked the panties down even farther down her thighs and she could feel his mouth against her still, pressing hot, damp kisses to her heated flesh. Awakening in her a craving for things more carnal and filthy than she had ever thought herself capable of. Lower and lower still until he was kneading her ass cheeks and using his tongue in ways that left her gasping and panting.
"That's enough." Dave said. Lily wanted to sob in frustration. Dave had taken off his shirt and his jeans were unbuttoned. Lily dropped onto the bed, splayed out like an offering on an altar, while she watched Dave and Mike strip out of their clothes. Her heart was pounding in her chest and they weren't moving fast enough for her. She wanted to leap on them and tear the clothes from their bodies, but forced herself to lay back and enjoy the sight. To afford them the view of her lithe, naked form in the middle of the bed, let them anticipate what they were going to do to her. It was happening, really happening. She focused for a moment on the pattern of the bed-spread. That was never a part of her fantasy and somehow managed to keep her grounded in reality.
Mike knelt next to her first and she reached for his cock, stroked the silky skin over the hardness. She twisted so that she could take him into her mouth, sucked lightly as she made her way back up the shaft. She heard him groan in response and felt him dig his fingers into her hair to hold her in place as he started to fuck her mouth. Slowly pushing his cock past her lightly resisting lips. She moaned her encouragement as Dave joined them on the bed and began to knead and fondle her breasts. They tightened in response and she felt her nipples harden, ached for him to take them in his mouth and run his tongue over them. All the while Mike was fucking her mouth faster, then slower and then faster again. Constantly varying the pace so she couldn't anticipate him, couldn't settle into the rhythm.
Lily was so into what was going on with Mike that she hadn't noticed that Dave had abandoned his attention to her tits, until she realized that he was trailing a path of hot, moist kisses over her belly lower and lower until he was kissing her mound of curls. Licking the slit in between and sliding one lonely finger in between her folds to find that secret button that made her writhe and lift her hips right off the bed as she came. She had to remember not to tense, since Mike's cock was still firmly embedded in her mouth and she didn't want to hurt him. Instead she relaxed and felt him slide all the way to the back of her throat. He pulled out quickly and she looked at him with a question in her eyes.
"I don't want to come yet" he said in explanation his breath coming fast and uneven.
"It would have been ok" she said smiling. Thinking of what it would have been like to swallow him while she had been coming.
He grinned as if he could read her mind. "Not quite yet. Come here."
Mike sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her astride him. She was so wet that she slid right down his rod. She loved the feel being impaled on him and him stretching her. She sat back up and let him slide back until he was right back at the entrance to her pussy and then all the way back down again.
"Oh yeah. That's the way. Ride it baby. Make it feel good. Ride it 'til you cum." Mike's eyes were half closed and his fingers were digging into her hips guiding her motions, helping her to set the pace. Making her move when she would have slowed.
Lily didn't want to focus on anything but the amazing feeling of Mikes cock driving in and out of her pussy, riding up high inside her. Finding that sweet spot deep inside over and over again. She leaned far back, almost in a complete back bend, with her hands on his knees and kept riding him, until she could feel the tightening again, the building tension, the climax that was going to break her in two.
"I'm going to cum" she whimpered.
"Then cum", Dave said from behind her. She didn't even look over her shoulder. Didn't break her rhythm. Just kept going until the wave had passed and she collapsed forward onto Mike's chest, breathing hard and sweating.
"Did you?" she asked.
"Not yet" he smiled.
Good Lord.
"Was that a good one baby?" Dave said from behind her. That's right, he had been behind her. Watching them. She thrilled at the idea. Now she did look over her shoulder.
"Don't move." Dave said in her ear. The hair on the back of her neck prickled and stood on end.
She felt oil on her shoulders and her back. Mixing with her sweat. Felt Dave's strong hands on her skin. Flexing. Releasing. Working out all the knots and tension. Working his way from her shoulders, over her upper arms, to her upper back. Using more oil so it dripped lower and she could feel it trailing lower still down the cleft in her ass to where she was still joined to Mike. She squirmed.
"You can't move right now" Dave said softly. "You just have to relax and enjoy".
Mike thrust upwards slowly and she moaned and felt her inner muscles contract.
Dave had worked his way down all the way to her lower back now and was sliding his slick oil covered hands over her back and her bottom. She was still splayed over Mike who was teasing her with intermittent thrusts upward, high enough to hit her right there in the sweet spot. Just enough to keep her interested. Like she was going to get bored. Her head was nestled on his shoulder, but she lifted it now and looked at Dave. He just smiled at her and said, "No peeking". He dripped more oil between her cheeks. A moment later she felt him slip one finger inside her tight, tight hole. She groaned and squirmed but Dave's other hand just held her down on Mike's cock as Mike jabbed upward into her. Dave's finger was thrusting in and out of her ass, teasing the sensitive nerve endings there, stretching the resistant muscles. She adjusted to the initial invasion and relaxed into his attentions, enjoying the feel of being penetrated by both, but still vaguely unsatisfied.
"More, I want more" she begged.
"Are you sure?" Dave asked. Waited.
She hesitated. She had never done this before. Never. She didn't have any illusions. Was sure there was going to be pain at first. But the intensity of the pleasure was so amazing, she couldn't come this far without seeing what came next.
"Go slowly" she whispered. Mike looked up at her and kissed her. He hadn't kissed her yet and he set to making her weak and willing all over again using his tongue just like he had used his cock in her mouth. Fucking her mouth like he was fucking her pussy. She felt more of the oil slide down her bottom. Felt the heat of him as he pressed himself to her backside, the pressure of the blunt head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. The incredible heat of being pressed between these two amazingly hot guys. Her tummy clenched and she tensed up for a minute, but Mike just kept kissing and fucking her until she relaxed with the sensation all around her.
Soon as he felt her relax, Dave pressed inside. With the oil that had dripped down her cleft and onto his cock, he slid the first few inches easily. She felt resistance and incredible stretching as her body fought to accommodate him. She gloried in the raw, onslaught of feelings that washed over her. She felt stretched to the point of tearing, but she knew that wasn't the case. There was incredible pleasure alongside the pain she had expected. Desperate not to fight him, she urged him further, pressing back slightly until she felt those tight inner muscles give and allow him entrance.
"That's it baby, let me in. Give me that tight virgin ass. Cause you never gave that sweet ass to anyone have you? Have you?"
SMACK- the spanking caught her attention and sent heat spreading over the right cheek of her bottom as he remained imbedded to his balls in her ass.
She didn't want to answer. She didn't want to speak. She didn't want to move or do anything but focus on the savage greed that seemed to be taking over her body. She wanted to hold herself incredibly still and concentrate on the incredible fullness that held her in thrall.
SMACK- harder this time and demanding of an answer. But the heat and the pain were not unwelcome. She tried to gather her wits, her breath. She felt him start to withdraw his long hard rod from her. NO.
"NO. You're the first. I saved this for you. I only ever wanted it to be you. Fuck me. Fuck me like I want it."
He slid back home again and started to fuck her with a merciless rhythm. Mike followed the same rhythm and she could feel the two cocks sliding in and out of her body separated only by that thin membrane that separated her two tunnels. The heat and the sensation were overwhelming and she buried her face in Mike's neck and dug her fingers into the bedspread and hung on for dear life as they rode her together. She could feel the tension building, so tight it almost frightened her. She could feel it in her pussy walls as Mike continued his powerful thrusts from below.
"I'm gonna cum again. I'm coming. Oh god, I can't," she gasped.
"Yes you can, cum baby. Just one more. Its gonna be fucking amazing. Come on." Dave coaxed. Her muscles must have contracted even more because then he was moaning too. "Oh man, baby you're so damn tight I can't take it. I'm gonna cum with you ok? You want me to cum on your ass?
"Yes"
She held on for as long as she could, holding it back, wanting it to last just a moment longer but she couldn't. She dropped her face to the bedspread and screamed. The orgasm broke like an explosion that didn't stop. It was different than anything she had ever experienced before. Everything inside her tightening like a vise and then relaxing in an instant. She felt all the blood rush out of her head and she fought to stay with them. She felt Dave pull out of her ass and cum on her. Felt his cum mixing with the oil and sweat on her skin. Her sheath was still contracting as suddenly Mike flipped her onto her back and pulled out of her body too. He came all over her tits, lovely white creamy cum that he helped her rub into her skin like lotion. It made the sudden coolness of her skin not quite so stark in contrast, but she still shivered while floating in the delirium.
Mike dropped a kiss on her shoulder, grabbed his clothes and popped into the bathroom. Dave turned to her on the bed where she lay sprawled and completely sated. She didn't think she could move if she tried.
"Was it everything you hoped" he asked.
"It was more"
"Do you have to go?"
She looked at him for a moment and then smiled a secret smile.
"Tonight's girl's night, I've got all night."
Originally Published March 2007: Getting Lucky