Game night. Sounds simple enough doesnt it? Nothing erotic about that at all now is there? Well...lets just say, if you were playing the games I managed to get into on this particular night, you would see just how erotic those two words really are.
My name is Dee. I am thirty-two, unattached and the proud owner of a very high sex drive.(smile) You see...I LOVE to @#%$. Now for you romantics out there, I am not knocking lovemaking. In fact I love to make love. Rolling this @#%$ slowly on a nice fat dick is one of my favorite things to do. On the other hand...I love to have this @#%$ handled.
Well on this night my @#%$ was handled over and over again and by none other than my long time buddy, Roland. Roland and I have known each other for years now. We met when he moved into my apartment building years ago. Being new in town he knew noone so I opted to show him around and we became fast friends. We laughed at each others jokes, looked out for one another, and even set each other up on numerous blind dates. From the I can see something happening here dates to the check please ones.
Funny thing is...in all the time weve spent together we never went the romantic route. The fact that one or the other was always in a relationship made that easy. Years have passed and we no longer live in that apartment building, instead we live across town from one another. I still see a lot of him, living only fifteen minutes away. We get together for lunch at least twice a week, talk on the phone quite often and continue to get together for weekly game nights.
Well anyway...on this night we had gathered at Rolands house. Having all but given up on the dating scene, Roland, myself, and several friends of ours would gather at one anothers house every Sunday to play games and exchange horror stories from the previous weekend. That would mean hearing anything from the dates from hell to the dates with a dessert of choice and some television.
The evening passed with the usual festivities. Funny stories were exchanged. Several card games had been played and those not responsible for the ride home consumed several drinks and were feeling no pain as the evening drew to a close. Slowly our friends began to say their goodbyes, until there was only myself and Roland left.
I rose from my seat and began to tidy up. I noticed Rolands gaze following me around the room but judging by the goofy grin plastered on his face, I figured he was just @#%$ up. Shaking my head at him, I smiled and knocked his feet off the coffee table so that I could remove an earlier discarded pizza box. This tickled that hell out of him because the next thing I knew he was grabbing me by the waist, sending the pizza box tumbling to the floor. I spilled into his lap, ending up with my ass pressed firmly against his groin. I was startled by the flutter of awareness that surged through my body.
Roland began to tickle me. I began to giggle, squirming on his lap, trying to get away from his fingers. I am not sure when things changed but suddenly I wasnt running from his fingers. I was seeking them out. In our struggle I ended up on my back with Roland sprawled out on top of me. I was pinned beneath him and loving it. One look into his eyes and I knew that he too was aware of the fire that was slowly building.
For what seemed like an eternity, we stared into one anothers eyes. Any questions there were melted away for the both of us in that instant. The flicker of his tongue over his lips drew my attention to that luscious mouth. So many times I had seen those exact lips but never before had they looked so good to me. My @#%$ tightened at the mere thought of feeling those lips on my skin. As if he sensed my need, Roland lowered his head and kissed me so sweetly, I was sure my @#%$ would melt from the heat of it all. His hands no longer restrained me but were instead cradling my face as his mouth moved smoothly against mine. I moaned as his tongue slipped into my mouth swirling about in search of my tongue.
Twining my arms about his neck, I pulled him in, deepening the kiss. My breast were smashed against the solid wall of his chest. My nipples tingled, begging for attention. Now by this time I was sure the heat from my @#%$ would burn clean through my pants! I was on fire! I could feel my lips growing moist as my @#%$ grew wetter by the minute.
Roland broke the kiss and looked into my eyes again. I have to admit, I didnt like what I saw. There was a moment of hesitation and that was the last thing I needed. I was already to a point of no return. There was no way I was going to be able to walk away with a mere sample. I wanted the whole dish.
Before he could voice any objections, I wedged my hand between our bodies and grasped onto his dick. I couldnt help but moan with glee upon finding him hard as a rock and from the feel of things the brotha didnt travel lightly if you know what I mean. As I moved my fingers over his hard member, Roland gyrated his hips against my hand, moaning, obviously enjoying the manipulations of my fingers. Annoyed by the denim barrier keeping me from the goods, I unsnapped his jeans and eased the zipper down. Realizing that this was going to be way more than some heavy petting, Roland eased off of me and stood up.
Satisfied that he was back on board I joined him and with our gazes locked we quickly undressed. With every stitch of clothing he removed, I grew hotter and hotter. It wasnt like he was doing a strip tease or anything. His body just turned me on like hell! He had nice broad shoulders and a nice round ass. His skin the color of caramel candy seemed to scream out for me to taste it. I found myself wondering if he tasted as good as he looked. The thought caused my mouth to water. I could tell by the look of pure lust in Rolands eyes, that my five foot five, honey hued frame was to his liking. I stood there as his gaze slid over my body, starting with my face, moving down over my large D cup breast, over the plains of my belly before resting on the soft thatch of curls at the juncture of my thighs.
Instinctively, my hand slid down my body to my @#%$. With two fingers I slowly parted my moist lips, giving him a peek of my throbbing clit, pulling a deep moan from Roland. I smiled softly as I stepped up to him. Leaning in I placed my lips next to his ear and in voice so thick and husky with desire that I barely recognized it as my own, told him to @#%$ the hell out of me!.
This really got his engines going and in the next second he was once again kissing me. This kiss was different however. It was rougher...more urgent. I returned his kiss with equal vigor. As we tasted one another, our hands roamed, exploring, and caressing. My head was buzzing...swirling almost. It was as if a kaleidoscope rested were my brain once sat. I could no longer think. I could only feel and I was feeling real good. It was as if I were an instrument and Roland was playing the hell out of me! I cried out as his fingers probed my @#%$, no doubt getting coated with my wetness. I moaned softly resting my head against his shoulder as he pumped two fingers in and out of me like a mini dick. My legs grew weak from the pleasure. I was sure I would fall in any minute.
I almost whimpered when I felt Rolands fingers withdraw from my @#%$. It was feeling so good. Sitting on the couch, Roland pulled me onto him, a leg draped one either side of his muscular thighs. My @#%$ lay against him in the most intimate way Roland gave me a look that read Are you sure?. In answer I rocked my hips forward til the head of his dick slipped easily into my @#%$. Roland gasped as the slick warm walls of my @#%$ closed around him. I moaned as his thick dick stretched my @#%$ so beautifully.
Slowly, Roland began to thrust his hips up and down. To my delight, Roland was a very audible lover. There is nothing like the deep moans of a man in the throws of passion and Roland disappointed me none, as my @#%$ clamped and released his dick in turn. My ears rang with the sounds of his deep moans and groans as I tried my best to @#%$ the hell out of him. His pace grew quicker and my @#%$ grew even wetter. So wet in fact, that I could feel the dampness on my thighs, and hear the soft squishing sounds my @#%$ made as he hammered his dick in and out of me, damn near driving me crazy.
Our bodies were soon covered in a dewy sheen. Every feeling I had seemed to have generated in my @#%$. Adding to these sensations, Roland latched onto my breast and began to tug and suck on my nipples. Arching my back I fed my breast to him and simply rode the sensations. The combination of the sweet assault on my @#%$ and the tantalizing swirls of his tongue on my stiff nipples sent me head long into one of the most amazing orgasms of my life! My @#%$ twitched and convulsed around him as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body. I could literally feel the cream building up in my @#%$, escaping little by little as he continued to move in and out of me.
Totally spent and needing a few moments to catch my breath I collapsed onto his chest, his dick still buried in me, giving my @#%$ something to squeeze on as I fought to regain control of my senses. Not one to miss out on the fun, Roland wrapped my arms around his neck, and took my ass into his massive hands. I moaned as I felt his fingers digging into the supple flesh of my ass. With a firm grip on my ass he alternated between slamming into my @#%$ and rolling around in my @#%$, setting me off on another glorious roller coaster ride.
I kissed him deeply as he @#%$ me. I trailed kisses over his face and down his neck, where I lingered sucking and gently biting the tender flesh. I could tell by the panting and grunts of pleasure erupting from his body that Roland was damn near ready to explode. After a playful nip on his earlobe, one of the many sensitive spots I found on him that night (smile), I whispered into his ear, I want you to fill this @#%$ up baby! Cum for me... . That pushed him clean over the edge and with one final and deep thrust he rammed his dick into me and erupted.
His dick jumped inside me as he pumped cum deep into me. To my surprise and delight the mere feeling of his warm cum flooding me, sent me headlong into another all consuming orgasm. I moaned and whimpered as my @#%$ creamed all over him once again. Slumping against him, I could only pant and wait for my breathing to return to normal. I felt weak....like liquid.
We lay there for a moment, neither of us saying a word. We lay there so long, his dick grew limp and slipped from my @#%$. With a final kiss on his lips I climbed off of him and settled beside him on the sofa. To my delight Roland didnt began to analyze things like I feared he would. It was as if a silent pact was made to discuss things later and for the moment just enjoy what was happening, and we did.
We spent the majority of the night enjoying what was happening. After @#%$ me in damn near every room of the house we collapsed in one sexually spent and exhausted heap onto his bed. I guess one day we will get around to truly discussing the ins and outs of whats happening but that night and for the past six weeks we have just been enjoying it. I guess this is just one of the new games he and I will play. I would say may the best man win...but in this situation we both come out winners. So....game night..hmmmm...sound sexy to you?
My name is Dee. I am thirty-two, unattached and the proud owner of a very high sex drive.(smile) You see...I LOVE to @#%$. Now for you romantics out there, I am not knocking lovemaking. In fact I love to make love. Rolling this @#%$ slowly on a nice fat dick is one of my favorite things to do. On the other hand...I love to have this @#%$ handled.
Well on this night my @#%$ was handled over and over again and by none other than my long time buddy, Roland. Roland and I have known each other for years now. We met when he moved into my apartment building years ago. Being new in town he knew noone so I opted to show him around and we became fast friends. We laughed at each others jokes, looked out for one another, and even set each other up on numerous blind dates. From the I can see something happening here dates to the check please ones.
Funny thing is...in all the time weve spent together we never went the romantic route. The fact that one or the other was always in a relationship made that easy. Years have passed and we no longer live in that apartment building, instead we live across town from one another. I still see a lot of him, living only fifteen minutes away. We get together for lunch at least twice a week, talk on the phone quite often and continue to get together for weekly game nights.
Well anyway...on this night we had gathered at Rolands house. Having all but given up on the dating scene, Roland, myself, and several friends of ours would gather at one anothers house every Sunday to play games and exchange horror stories from the previous weekend. That would mean hearing anything from the dates from hell to the dates with a dessert of choice and some television.
The evening passed with the usual festivities. Funny stories were exchanged. Several card games had been played and those not responsible for the ride home consumed several drinks and were feeling no pain as the evening drew to a close. Slowly our friends began to say their goodbyes, until there was only myself and Roland left.
I rose from my seat and began to tidy up. I noticed Rolands gaze following me around the room but judging by the goofy grin plastered on his face, I figured he was just @#%$ up. Shaking my head at him, I smiled and knocked his feet off the coffee table so that I could remove an earlier discarded pizza box. This tickled that hell out of him because the next thing I knew he was grabbing me by the waist, sending the pizza box tumbling to the floor. I spilled into his lap, ending up with my ass pressed firmly against his groin. I was startled by the flutter of awareness that surged through my body.
Roland began to tickle me. I began to giggle, squirming on his lap, trying to get away from his fingers. I am not sure when things changed but suddenly I wasnt running from his fingers. I was seeking them out. In our struggle I ended up on my back with Roland sprawled out on top of me. I was pinned beneath him and loving it. One look into his eyes and I knew that he too was aware of the fire that was slowly building.
For what seemed like an eternity, we stared into one anothers eyes. Any questions there were melted away for the both of us in that instant. The flicker of his tongue over his lips drew my attention to that luscious mouth. So many times I had seen those exact lips but never before had they looked so good to me. My @#%$ tightened at the mere thought of feeling those lips on my skin. As if he sensed my need, Roland lowered his head and kissed me so sweetly, I was sure my @#%$ would melt from the heat of it all. His hands no longer restrained me but were instead cradling my face as his mouth moved smoothly against mine. I moaned as his tongue slipped into my mouth swirling about in search of my tongue.
Twining my arms about his neck, I pulled him in, deepening the kiss. My breast were smashed against the solid wall of his chest. My nipples tingled, begging for attention. Now by this time I was sure the heat from my @#%$ would burn clean through my pants! I was on fire! I could feel my lips growing moist as my @#%$ grew wetter by the minute.
Roland broke the kiss and looked into my eyes again. I have to admit, I didnt like what I saw. There was a moment of hesitation and that was the last thing I needed. I was already to a point of no return. There was no way I was going to be able to walk away with a mere sample. I wanted the whole dish.
Before he could voice any objections, I wedged my hand between our bodies and grasped onto his dick. I couldnt help but moan with glee upon finding him hard as a rock and from the feel of things the brotha didnt travel lightly if you know what I mean. As I moved my fingers over his hard member, Roland gyrated his hips against my hand, moaning, obviously enjoying the manipulations of my fingers. Annoyed by the denim barrier keeping me from the goods, I unsnapped his jeans and eased the zipper down. Realizing that this was going to be way more than some heavy petting, Roland eased off of me and stood up.
Satisfied that he was back on board I joined him and with our gazes locked we quickly undressed. With every stitch of clothing he removed, I grew hotter and hotter. It wasnt like he was doing a strip tease or anything. His body just turned me on like hell! He had nice broad shoulders and a nice round ass. His skin the color of caramel candy seemed to scream out for me to taste it. I found myself wondering if he tasted as good as he looked. The thought caused my mouth to water. I could tell by the look of pure lust in Rolands eyes, that my five foot five, honey hued frame was to his liking. I stood there as his gaze slid over my body, starting with my face, moving down over my large D cup breast, over the plains of my belly before resting on the soft thatch of curls at the juncture of my thighs.
Instinctively, my hand slid down my body to my @#%$. With two fingers I slowly parted my moist lips, giving him a peek of my throbbing clit, pulling a deep moan from Roland. I smiled softly as I stepped up to him. Leaning in I placed my lips next to his ear and in voice so thick and husky with desire that I barely recognized it as my own, told him to @#%$ the hell out of me!.
This really got his engines going and in the next second he was once again kissing me. This kiss was different however. It was rougher...more urgent. I returned his kiss with equal vigor. As we tasted one another, our hands roamed, exploring, and caressing. My head was buzzing...swirling almost. It was as if a kaleidoscope rested were my brain once sat. I could no longer think. I could only feel and I was feeling real good. It was as if I were an instrument and Roland was playing the hell out of me! I cried out as his fingers probed my @#%$, no doubt getting coated with my wetness. I moaned softly resting my head against his shoulder as he pumped two fingers in and out of me like a mini dick. My legs grew weak from the pleasure. I was sure I would fall in any minute.
I almost whimpered when I felt Rolands fingers withdraw from my @#%$. It was feeling so good. Sitting on the couch, Roland pulled me onto him, a leg draped one either side of his muscular thighs. My @#%$ lay against him in the most intimate way Roland gave me a look that read Are you sure?. In answer I rocked my hips forward til the head of his dick slipped easily into my @#%$. Roland gasped as the slick warm walls of my @#%$ closed around him. I moaned as his thick dick stretched my @#%$ so beautifully.
Slowly, Roland began to thrust his hips up and down. To my delight, Roland was a very audible lover. There is nothing like the deep moans of a man in the throws of passion and Roland disappointed me none, as my @#%$ clamped and released his dick in turn. My ears rang with the sounds of his deep moans and groans as I tried my best to @#%$ the hell out of him. His pace grew quicker and my @#%$ grew even wetter. So wet in fact, that I could feel the dampness on my thighs, and hear the soft squishing sounds my @#%$ made as he hammered his dick in and out of me, damn near driving me crazy.
Our bodies were soon covered in a dewy sheen. Every feeling I had seemed to have generated in my @#%$. Adding to these sensations, Roland latched onto my breast and began to tug and suck on my nipples. Arching my back I fed my breast to him and simply rode the sensations. The combination of the sweet assault on my @#%$ and the tantalizing swirls of his tongue on my stiff nipples sent me head long into one of the most amazing orgasms of my life! My @#%$ twitched and convulsed around him as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body. I could literally feel the cream building up in my @#%$, escaping little by little as he continued to move in and out of me.
Totally spent and needing a few moments to catch my breath I collapsed onto his chest, his dick still buried in me, giving my @#%$ something to squeeze on as I fought to regain control of my senses. Not one to miss out on the fun, Roland wrapped my arms around his neck, and took my ass into his massive hands. I moaned as I felt his fingers digging into the supple flesh of my ass. With a firm grip on my ass he alternated between slamming into my @#%$ and rolling around in my @#%$, setting me off on another glorious roller coaster ride.
I kissed him deeply as he @#%$ me. I trailed kisses over his face and down his neck, where I lingered sucking and gently biting the tender flesh. I could tell by the panting and grunts of pleasure erupting from his body that Roland was damn near ready to explode. After a playful nip on his earlobe, one of the many sensitive spots I found on him that night (smile), I whispered into his ear, I want you to fill this @#%$ up baby! Cum for me... . That pushed him clean over the edge and with one final and deep thrust he rammed his dick into me and erupted.
His dick jumped inside me as he pumped cum deep into me. To my surprise and delight the mere feeling of his warm cum flooding me, sent me headlong into another all consuming orgasm. I moaned and whimpered as my @#%$ creamed all over him once again. Slumping against him, I could only pant and wait for my breathing to return to normal. I felt weak....like liquid.
We lay there for a moment, neither of us saying a word. We lay there so long, his dick grew limp and slipped from my @#%$. With a final kiss on his lips I climbed off of him and settled beside him on the sofa. To my delight Roland didnt began to analyze things like I feared he would. It was as if a silent pact was made to discuss things later and for the moment just enjoy what was happening, and we did.
We spent the majority of the night enjoying what was happening. After @#%$ me in damn near every room of the house we collapsed in one sexually spent and exhausted heap onto his bed. I guess one day we will get around to truly discussing the ins and outs of whats happening but that night and for the past six weeks we have just been enjoying it. I guess this is just one of the new games he and I will play. I would say may the best man win...but in this situation we both come out winners. So....game night..hmmmm...sound sexy to you?
Spencer
