I like to have fun, don’t you? I’m single and good looking (hell yes, I know it!) so why not enjoy life. And when I say fun, I don’t mean throwing snowballs and going to amusement parks, even if I’m open to such good times; no, I mean sexy fun… Sexy fun with my friends, to be precise.
I have a big group of friends, both guys and girls, many of whom are into partying with me; but the one who I have the most fun with is Kleo. I can always rely on her to enjoy the same kind of no-strings fun I do, and to appreciate my body as much as I enjoy hers.
Every other Thursday, Kleo and I get dressed up and hit the town for a pre-weekend warm up. But last Thursday, she changed the plan. Usually, we meet up at a bar in town and have a few drinks and see what kind of fun we can find out in the big wide world. But this time, she appeared on my doorstep as I was getting ready.
“Surprise!” she said when I opened the door, smiling flirtatiously at me. She looked stunning in her black heels and deep red, skintight cocktail dress.
“Mmm, a lovely one,” I said, leading her into the bedroom so I could carry on getting dressed. I was nowhere near ready to go, I was just in my sexy bra and panties and a silk robe I’d grabbed when the doorbell rang. “So what’s my favorite Thursday night girl doing here?”
“I just thought it would be fun if I came and surprised you in your underwear,” Kleo replied, coming up behind me as I sat at my dresser and putting her hands on my shoulders. I looked at her in the mirror. She had a sexy little smile on her face and her fingers were tracing the curve of my neck and shoulders, edging my robe off.
“Oh,” I said, beginning to get the picture. “Are we going to have some fun at home tonight?”
“You got it, girl.”
I let my robe slip off and watched in the mirror as Kleo unzipped her dress, flicking her long, dark hair over her shoulder as she wriggled out of it. I was about to stand up and kiss her but she pushed me back down in the seat and put her hands over my eyes.
“Let’s play a little guessing game,” she murmured. “I’ll trace a line on your back and if you can guess which finger I’m using, you get a treat, but if you can’t, you have to do what I tell you.”
“Okay, you know I can’t resist bedroom games!” I laughed.
I closed my eyes as Kleo drew her finger down my back, running it over my shoulders and neck, then all the way down my spine until it slipped inside my panties and tickled my ass crack.
“Now tell me which finger that was,” she said, holding her hands up. I had no idea, but what did it matter? I made a guess, not caring either way, just excited about what might happen next.
“Oh, too bad, you got it wrong! Now you have to pay the forfeit…”
Kleo took my hand and pulled me up, then led me to the bed. Facing me, she unclasped her bra, throwing it at me. Then she hooked her thumbs inside her panties and pulled them down, so she was standing there in nothing but her heels. She sat down on the bed and opened her legs, running a finger over her nipples and down her belly to her shaved pussy.
“It was this finger, silly,” she said. “Now, your forfeit is that you have to make me wet without using any of your fingers…” and she lay back against my pillows and raised one knee, watching me and waiting.
I climbed onto the bed with her, coming up to her face, wanting to kiss her and suck on her dark, hard little nipples.
“Uh, uh. You need to be down there,” she said, pushing me down gently. So down I went.
As soon as my face was level with her pussy, Kleo wrapped one leg around my head, so I couldn’t get away even if I’d wanted to. I breathed on her pussy, getting as close as I could without touching her, wanting her to feel my warm breath. My lips gently brushed her labia and I nuzzled her clit, teasing, just making sure she was really desperate for it.
She moaned softly and I opened my mouth wider, dragging my lower lip all the way up her labia from her hole up to her clit, softly sucking on it when my lips met again. I used the flat of my tongue to tease her pussy lips, making sure that I only wet her edges. I snaked my tongue out at her clit, poking it with the tip, then slowly and gently eased the tip of my tongue all around her button, as delicately as I could manage, just enough to make her want more. I could feel her lips parting and darted my tongue down to her hole, searching for her moisture. Kleo was getting wet from my teasing, and it was turning me on so much to have her right where I wanted her.
My tongue brushed her juices up over her slit like I was painting her pussy, parting her lips further as I made my way up to her clit. Her leg released me and she spread her thighs wide, shamelessly asking for more.
She was good and wet now, and I decided it was time to play around with her rules. I put both my hands on her inner thighs, my thumbs aiming for her pussy, and spoke softly.
“You never said no thumbs.”
Then I used them to probe her outer lips, rubbing them over her clit, making it swell, easing them both inside her pussy as I started to suck on her clit.
“Oh, god, yeah! That’s good,” she gasped, urging me onwards. So I fucked her with my thumbs, one in, the other out, double fucking her, imagining it was two cocks fighting for space inside her hole.
“Oh yeah! I need to sit on your hand,” she cried.
I smiled to myself. I’d known she wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. Kleo knelt and took my hand in hers, getting me in just the right position so she could mount my thumb. She sat on my hand and rocked herself onto me and we kissed, Kleo thrusting her tongue into my mouth and holding it there.
I could tell by how hard she was kissing me that she was right on the edge of orgasm, and I knew how to push her over it. As she ground herself on my thumb I extended my index finger, brushing it over her lips and getting it wet with her pussy juice, then aimed it for her asshole. It was too tricky to slip it up there while she was grinding so wildly, but I knew just the suggestion that I was going to finger her ass was enough to drive her crazy.
The noise Kleo made when she came, quickly, the moment my searching fingertip pressed against her asshole, was awesome. I pulled out of our kiss to watch her, eyes closed, both hands gripping mine, body shuddering as she came on my thumb.
“That was a good game,” she said huskily when she finally found enough composure to speak.
“Shall we go out, then?” I asked. “Or do you have any other games to play?”
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