Page 5 of Spicy Stuff
Finally Bryant couldn't take it anymore. He flipped Angelica on her back and thrust hard on top of her as she screamed her ecstasy. With the bucking screaming girl beneath him there was no way he could hold out for very long. Five hard and wonderful thrusts and then Bryant gasped as he began coming in Angelica’sspasming pussy. She felt incredible around him, massaging his dick as jet after jet of cum shot into her. Angelica was on her third and most intense orgasm, tears actually leaking from her eyes as her nails dug into his shoulders.
Bryant collapsed on top of her, enjoying her shuddering and twitching underneath him. She sighed in happiness, feeling her pussy convulse a few more times and then finally completely relax around his soft dick. Kissing her gently he smiled down at her, and she pursed her lips for another kiss which he willingly gave.
After another few minutes of kissing, Angelica pushed him up. She giggled and said, "So you still want a second date, right?"
"Absolutely. You think I’m going to let you get away from me after a night like tonight?"
They kissed deeply, tongues intertwining. The intimacy was as sweet as the sex had been. Angelica felt real happiness flowing through her, as she realized that in Bryant she really had found everything she’d been looking for.
THE END
Just Friends…?
Chapter 1
Karen giggled wildly as she and her best friend Nick stumbled into bed. The sounds of the party going on behind them were muted... mostly because the vast majority of people had already left. Fortunately, she didn't have to drive anywhere since the party was at her house. That also meant that she could offer Nick a bed to sleep in since he was even more trashed than she was. She hated to think that he'd try to drive and it would be nice to have someone to sleep next to.
Every once in a while she just missed cuddling.
"Oh fuck, the light." Karen sighed, and pushed herself up off the bed as Nick wormed to one side. Turning the light off, she stumbled back to the soft mattress and fell down.
"Mind if I take off my jeans?" slurred Nick.
Karen laughed. "Sure, as long as you're wearing something underneath them!"
"Uuummmm... boxers!" Nick said gleefully.
Karen laughed again. She pulled off her bra from underneath her t-shirt, thankful that she'd already changed pants so that she didn't have to deal with any other clothing now that there was someone else in the room with her.
Lying down, she scooted close to Nick and curled up on his shoulder.
"Ooooh, that's dangerous you know," he teased, just as he had been doing all night.
"Oh shut it," she replied, biting her best friend’s shoulder. They’d always been like this, close and teasing. Not quite like brother and sister, but just the best of friends and close in a way that made anyone they dated very jealous.
"No really," he said, his body tilting ever so slightly toward hers, a new kind of heat in his voice that she hadn't ever heard there before. "Dangerous..."
As she turned her head to try to see the expression on his face from the dim light that was sneaking in past her curtains, Nick leaned forward and kissed her. Karen was rather in shock, and her lips parted automatically for him to deepen the kiss, even though her brain was saying 'What on earth?' Her body responded automatically. She kissed him back, the alcohol fizzing through her veins as she felt a sensation of tingling excitement between her thighs.
He pulled away from her lips and began kissing down her neck.
Sanity restored itself.
"This is a bad idea," she said, and then gasped as his fingers stroked down the side of her body while he sucked lightly on her neck.
"Best idea I’ve had all night, but I’ll stop if you tell me to." He kept stroking the side of her body, his palm barely brushing against her breast. Suddenly she wished that he would touch her harder, more. Maybe it was just the alcohol speaking, but it felt good. They were both single. But this could change their relationship forever.
“I didn’t say I wanted you to stop,” she said slowly, trying to sort through her thoughts. His hand slid up her side to herbreast, cupping the soft flesh through her t-shirt and she stifled a moan.
Sanity was beginning to get fuzzy.
"We’re just friends…”
“Do we have to be?” His voice sounded rather wistful, but the firm stroke of his thumb against her nipple wasn’t hesitant at all. “We could try this.” His face nuzzled back into her neck. “Seems like a fantastic idea to me.”
Karen moaned again. She could feel his hardness against the outside of her thigh. Although she knew she should say something, should protest before they ruined their friendship, it felt so good. Part of her wanted it, very badly in fact. Another part of her was terrified that she would lose everything if they did this.
“Tell me to stop and I will.”
