DangerousPassion (16 page)

I’m a terribly wicked woman
, Sarah thought as she rotated her face around the rigid flesh, feeling it pulsing against the opening of her throat.
Derek makes me want to do things I’ve never even thought about. He inspires me to be a wanton!

“Come closer, Ellie Mae,” Derek said, his tone tight with sexual strain. “You can’t really see from over there.”

Sarah tilted her head back on her shoulders to look up at Derek. In his dark eyes was lust and humor, and Sarah thought then that there wasn’t anything he could ask of her—whether sexual in nature, or not—that she wouldn’t do. She was looking into his eyes when Ellie Mae stepped into view, her petite body shuddering visibly, now standing nearly hip-to-hip with Derek.

Almost speaking to herself, Ellie Mae whispered, “He’s so very big.” And after a pause, as though suddenly realizing that Sarah could hear her, added, “I’ve never done that. He…he seems to like it very much.”

Sarah continued bobbing over Derek, using her lips and tongue and fingers to pleasure eminently responsive nerve endings. She drew a firm suction upon Derek, her cheeks hollowing in response, distorting her features lewdly, erotically. Her actions were meant as much to be seen as to be felt.

Derek said to Ellie Mae, “Take your clothes off. Touch yourself. I know you want to, and besides, I think Sarah would like to watch you.”

How does he know what I want when even I don’t know myself?

While continuing to nibble on Derek’s shaft, Sarah began pleasuring herself, pinching her left nipple firmly while using her other hand to caress her clitoris. She eased a single finger between her slick labia, the digit entering smoothly, her lubricating honey easing the welcomed invasion. Her clitoris was already erect, the small button swollen with desire.

As Sarah feasted on the bounty Derek had for her, Ellie Mae stripped off her dress, chemise, and bloomers furiously, discarding the clothes as though they had become objects worthy only of scorn. She stared at Sarah, narcotized by her erotic beauty as she performed fellatio with the precision of a virtuoso.

Ellie Mae looked up at Derek’s profile and said, “I shouldn’t do this. No good woman should ever do this…should she?”

“Nothing will happen,” Derek replied, “unless you want it to happen.”

“Oh, no!” Ellie Mae whimpered as she fell rather heavily, despite her slenderness, to her knees on the hard wooden floor. Her right hand immediately went between thin, pale thighs to stroke a long-neglected clitoris and tingling labia. From only inches away, she watched Sarah pleasuring Derek, taking him deep into her mouth. Her right hand moving frantically as she masturbated. “It’s…it’s not fair, Sarah. You’ve got Derek, and he’s ten times more than any man I’ve never known. It’s just no fair that you should keep him all to yourself.”

They were desperate words that tumbled from Ellie Mae’s mouth without forethought or censorship. The two men she had shared her body and passion with had been horribly disappointing; seeing Derek added precision to her desires, defining exactly what she had wanted and showing her what she had been denied.

Sarah leaned away from Derek, sitting on the backs of her heels. She turned emerald green eyes glassy with lust toward her best friend. “He’s mine,” she whispered possessively. Her right hand stroked the saliva-moistened length of Derek’s cock. “At least for now, he’s mine.”

In a pleading tone, Ellie Mae replied, “But I’m so desperate and he’s so beautiful.”

Sarah looked deep into Ellie Mae’s eyes and saw the utter despondency there. Despite the covetousness she felt toward Derek, she looked up into his face and asked, “Would you mind?”

“Would you mind?”

“Yes,” Sarah answered with more honesty than she had intended. “But she’s my friend, and she deserves to experience ecstasy at least once in her life.” A bit dramatically since all attention was centered on her and her response to Derek’s question, Sarah took him deeply into her mouth, rotating her face around the solid flesh as the crown threatened to enter her throat. After a full thirty seconds she released Derek, and then turned toward her friend. “Only for you, Ellie Mae. Only because you’re such a good friend and you deserve to know what it’s like to be with a real man.”

Scrambling to her feet, Ellie Mae whispered, “My b-bedroom is over here.” She hurried across the room, her small breasts bobbing with her scrambling steps.

Sarah got to her feet, but she kept her right hand around Derek’s shaft. “I can’t believe I’m going along with this,” she said, raising up on her tiptoes to plant a playful kiss on the point of Derek’s chin. “Don’t enjoy yourself too much.”

He chuckled. “That might be easier said than done.”

“At least try.” Sarah turned and started toward the open door that Ellie Mae had disappeared through, pulling Derek along behind her. “And if you can’t succeed, at least lie about it.”

Ellie Mae was sitting at the edge of her full-size bed, her slender body quivering visibly, her hands folded in her lap. She appeared small and very vulnerable. She looked at Derek’s hard cock, sticking out through Sarah’s fist, and whispered, “He’s sooo big.”

With a gentle, knowing smile on her lips, Sarah replied, “What’s important is that he knows what to do with it.” She released the hold she had on Derek. “Like you, I was scared—to begin with.” She lifted up to her tiptoes, intentionally pressing her naked breasts to Derek’s arm as she kissed him on the cheek, and said, “Make it special for her.”

Derek replied, “For you, I will.”

Sarah couldn’t say for certain that she was in love with Derek or merely infatuated with the man who had saved her life and taught her how fantastic making love could feel, but when he said that, she realized that she could love him.

Sarah watched as Derek put a hand to Ellie Mae’s shoulder and eased her onto her back. The girl’s slender thighs parted, making room for Derek’s hips. Ellie Mae was much smaller than Sarah, and with Derek over her, she seemed to nearly disappear into the mattress.

“Oh, god!” Ellie Mae cried out, letting Sarah know that Derek had entered her. “Easy! You’re so…” Her words trailed off in a long, quivering sigh.

As Derek began pumping his hips, slowly working more and more of his erection into the slender girl beneath him, Sarah watched the muscles in his buttocks flexing. She wondered whether Derek preferred Ellie Mae’s slender physique, her petite breasts, her tight bottom
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and a fresh wave of jealousy and insecurity went through her. Ellie Mae soft cries of pleasure tore into Sarah’s psyche. It didn’t matter that Derek wasn’t doing anything that Sarah hadn’t asked him to; all that mattered was that the man she adored and whose body she craved like an addiction was giving sexual pleasure to another woman.

“Yes! Oh, yes! Oh, god!” Ellie Mae continued, each syllable slicing into Sarah’s soul.

Sarah moved more toward the headboard, and said in a voice just loud enough to be heard above the creaking of the bed, “I want to see.”

Derek pushed his upper body off Ellie Mae. Sarah got down on one knee at the edge of the bed, and for the first time could actually see her lover’s cock separating Ellie Mae’s pink labia. She seemed very small to Sarah, and Derek’s cock seemed very long and thick when he resumed pumping his hips, filling Ellie Mae completely before making a slow and sensual retreat.

She watched as the crown of Derek’s erection eased out of Ellie Mae, and despite the jealousy that was now coursing through her veins, she felt her pussy resume tingling. As Derek pushed into Ellie Mae and his cock’s crown disappeared inside her welcoming body, Sarah moaned softly and began fondling her own hard-nippled breasts.

Ellie Mae’s eyes were closed, her body and soul lost in the throes of unprecedented passion and pleasure.

I remember my first time with Derek
, thought Sarah, fighting against the green jealousy percolating inside her.
I hadn’t known anything could feel so good, so intense. Ellie Mae has the right to know what that’s like.

“Kiss me.”

It took a moment for Sarah to realize that Derek was speaking to her, his handsome face just inches from her own as she watched the undulating progress of his intoxicating phallus.

There was humor in Derek’s eyes, and for that, Sarah loved him. He wanted to pleasure Ellie Mae, but in asking for a kiss he had let Sarah know that she wasn’t forgotten, and that her happiness—sexual and otherwise—was important to him. She put an arm around his neck, and as he pumped his hips steadily, Sarah kissed him firmly, opening her lips to thrust her tongue into Derek’s mouth.

It was a surreal experience for Sarah to be french kissing Derek as he thrust his magnificent cock deeply into her best friend’s overheating pussy. Not only had Sarah never done anything even remotely like this before, she’d never even thought it or considered it possible. It seemed, Sarah decided, that Derek inspired uninhibited behavior from Ellie Mae as easily as he did with her.

When the long, heated kiss finally ended, Derek pulled his legs beneath him and sat back on his haunches, giving Sarah an unobstructed view of Ellie Mae’s trim, naked body, and most importantly, of where his body was joined with hers. He continued rocking back and forth, working his erection in and out of Ellie Mae as she whimpered softly with pleasure.

Derek gave Sarah a look, and she leaned toward him, putting her ear an inch from his mouth. He whispered, “The sooner we give Ellie Mae and orgasm, the sooner I can have my cock inside you.”

Sarah’s eyes opened wide as the full magnitude of Derek’s words exploded in her chest. It was her that Derek wanted most, not Ellie Mae! For all of Ellie Mae’s youthful exuberance and slender charms, and even though she was a fresh conquest for Derek, he still sought out Sarah for his ultimate satisfaction.

But Sarah hadn’t thought through Derek’s statement completely, or her enthusiasm would perhaps have been tempered. She was caressing herself and watching Derek’s extraordinary erection moving in and out of Ellie Mae when she felt his hand at the back of her neck. She looked into his eyes as he began to firmly push her down.

“Derek?” she whispered, the single word asking a thousand questions.

Sarah put her hands on the mattress and tried to resist, but Derek’s strength was far greater than her own. Initial confusion evaporated as Derek forced Sarah’s face down toward where his body joined with Ellie Mae’s.

Throughout the entire process, Derek never stopped rocking his hips. Ellie Mae, with her eyes closed, was aware only of the enormous cock that moved slowly and relentlessly in and out of her slick passage, the solid shaft rubbing against her clitoris.

He wants me to kiss Ellie Mae
, Sarah’s passion-disoriented mind screamed.
He wants me to kiss her the way he’s kissed me!

She tried one last time to resist Derek. Her effort was as fruitless as earlier attempts. She felt Derek’s hand at the back of her neck, his fingers tight, holding her steady. He was determined. Sarah felt Ellie Mae’s public hair against her lips. It was an odd sensation, one she’d never before experienced and one which caused ambiguous feelings within her. She was aware, even more powerfully, of the scent of Ellie Mae’s passion, the musky aroma new to her and yet timeless, her awareness as much instinctual and learned.

Sarah felt the slick slide of Derek’s cock against her lips as he withdrew. It wasn’t until Sarah felt the rim of the head of his cock against her lips that she finally eased her tongue out, tentatively tasting and caressing both Derek and Ellie Mae at the same time. She felt Ellie Mae flinch, her entire body tightening the instant that Sarah’s tongue flicked over her clitoris. With faltering confidence, Sarah used her stiffened tongue against her best friend’s clitoris—and the cries of ecstasy she soon heard let her know that she may be inexperienced, but she wasn’t unskilled.

Sarah eased her arms around Ellie Mae’s slender hips until she cupped the girl’s buns in her hands. From them on, she licked and sucked on Ellie Mae’s clitoris while occasionally licking the broad upper surface of her lover’s undulating shaft. Sixty seconds after tasting a girl’s pussy for the first time, Sarah heard Ellie cry out incoherent words as an orgasm seized her petite body.