Sweet Reverb: A Friends with (Spanking) Benefits Story (Light BDSM Erotica) (2 page)

It was the weekend and Kali was off
and had no class. Normally on days like this she would go over to Chris’
apartment early and then they would head out to the show together. She got a
tingle in between her legs at the thought of being alone with him in his
apartment. Knowing she had to face him at some point, she threw on some jeans
and a t-shirt and headed over to her best friend’s place.

She knocked on the apartment door,
letting herself in per usual. His cats ran over to her, meowing. She petted
them.

“Hey,” he said with a grin as he
approached. He gave her a hug, like he usually did. Only this time, as he
pulled away, he kissed her softly. He lingered for a moment, his lips brushing
against hers. His tongue ran across her bottom lip, making her insides turn to
mush. He pulled away with a smile. “I wasn’t sure if you would show.”

“I considered not doing so,” she
admitted. “But I figured that nothing has changed.”

“Exactly.”

“We’re still best friends.”

“The best,” he agreed.

“We’ll still be here for each
other, no matter what.”

“Undoubtedly,” he assured.

“Is it bad that I really want to
fuck you again?”

He jammed her up against the door, pinning
her arms to her sides, his eyes locked onto hers. “I was hoping you’d say
that.” His mouth crushed down on hers, hard and brusing. She whimpered into his
mouth as he slid a hand between her legs, roughly fondling her. He moved his
mouth to her neck, kissing, biting, and eliciting gasps from her. He pulled her
shirt over her head, tossing it to the side. His hands skimmed up her rib cage
as he studied her. His eyes locked onto hers, pure lust behind them. “You are
so fucking sexy.”

Kali bit her lower lip as his hands
reached her breasts, cupping them both through her bra, squeezing. His hands
slid back behind her, unsnapping it and letting it fall to the floor.

“Pretty,” he said, kissing her
chest, down one breast. His tongue circled the swollen nipple. Kali’s head
clunked back against the door, a deep groan shuddering from her throat. Her
fingers dug into his jacket as his tongue flicked across the bud before
enclosing his mouth around it, suckling and biting.

“Oh my God, Chris…” She laughed
lightly. “That feels amazing.”

He grasped the front of her jeans,
backing up, leading her over to the couch. He stopped as he backed up against
it. Running his hands up her back, he tangled his fingers in her hair, tugging
her head to the side and kissing her deeply. His hands dropped to her belt,
unbuckling it. He yanked it out of the belt loops, tossing it around behind her
neck and pulling her into him. Chris’ blue eyes search her brown, making her
stomach tumble to her feet.

“We have had so many talks about sex
over the years that I feel like I know every thing about you.” He pulled the
belt away. He stepped to the side, pushing her down across the arm of the
couch, her feet dangling in the air. When the belt cracked down across her ass,
she gasped.

“Like the day you told me how you
liked it rough,” he said. “That you wanted some guy to bend you over, whip your
ass, hold you down, and fuck you senseless.”

Kali moaned as the belt bit into
her backside again. The loud crack and the intense sting sunk down deep between
her legs, flooding her panties with her arousal. She buried her face in the
pillows so she could freely moan, shriek, and gasp as the belt cracked down
across her ass several more times.

Chris tossed the belt to the floor
and pulled Kali up. He unzipped her jeans, his eyes never leaving hers. He
picked her up, sitting her on the arm of the couch. He yanked them off and ran
his hands up her legs, grinning a little. He kissed her thighs and up her belly
to her breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue. He pushed her down onto
the couch, laying a top her. “How’m I doing so far?” he asked.

“Ama-zing,” she replied, her breath
hitching as his hand slid between her legs.

“Good.” He kissed her lips, then
her neck, then down her chest and belly, nibbling on flesh as he took his time
getting down there. He pulled her panties off and tossed them to the floor. He
nibbled on the inside of her thigh, his fingers brushing against her sex, a
finger slipping between the folds and finding her clit.

“Oh my God…” She groaned as he ran
slow circles around the throbbing bud, a rush of liquid fire spreading
throughout her body. “Don’t stop doing that…”

“Didn’t plan on stopping ‘til you
were screaming my name,” he replied with an impish grin. He leaned down, biting
her neck, making his way down to her breasts.

“Oh…oh god…” Kali bit her lower
lip, closing her eyes, both hands clutching the cushions as her muscles tensed
up.

“It feels so good, doesn’t it?” He
kissed her belly button, his tongue playing with her naval piercing. He nabbed
it in his teeth, tugging lightly. “Say it. Say my name…”

“Oh…oh, Chris!” she cried out as
the pleasure crashed over her like a tidal wave, causing her body to rise up
off the couch. She grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it to drown out her
moans.

Chris stood up, backing toward the
bedroom. He crooked a finger at her as he pulled his shirt over his head,
tossing it to the side. She stood and followed him. He grabbed her around the
waist, pulling her down to the bed. His hands locked around either wrist,
pinning her to the mattress. She bit her lower lip.

“You like that?” he asked. “Hmm?”

“Yes…”

He dragged her up to the head of
the bed, placing both her hands onto rails. “Hold on. Don’t let go.” He shed
his jeans and boxers. Hovering over her, he teased at her lips with his tongue.
“I think some day blindfolding you would be fun.”

“That sounds like a lot of fun.”

“There going to be a next time?” he
asked, kissing down her body.

“Haven’t decided yet,” she
admitted.

“Guess I better make this pretty
damn good then, huh?” He kissed her hard. He spread her legs and teased at her
opening with his erection, making her laugh a little. He buried himself inside
her, making her gasp. Taking his full length was much different than having him
in her against the car. Both were good, but for very different reasons.

She groaned, gripping the rails
tightly. She wrapped her legs around his waist, rocketing her hips up to meet
his. He leaned down, suckling and nibbling her nipples, making her whimper and
moan.

“What do you want?” he asked,
running his hands up her arms, locking them down to the mattress. “Hmm?” He
kissed her neck as he thrust. “What do you want me to do to you?”

“Oh, this right here feels pretty
amazing,” she said, moaning, her body rising up off the mattress. Her muscles
tensed as she tightened around him, squeezing him tight. He groaned softly,
kissing her, flooding her with his warmth. Her grip on the rails loosened as
his tongue worked lazily against hers. She felt him go limp inside her as he
kissed her. When he pulled back, she felt as if she had been turned into a pile
of goo.

“Now,” he said. “Again I will ask, what
do you want me to do to you? There were many fantasies we used to talk about. I
recall one involving whipped cream and cherries.”

“Don’t you have a show to get to?”
she asked.

He cast a glance at the clock.
“Hmm. You’re right.” He turned to her. “Shower, get dressed, and we’ll go to
the show. By the time I’m done playing, you’ll be squirming around in your seat
anyway. Then we’re going to come back here. I’m going to properly tie you to
the bed, blindfold you, and torment you with whipped cream and my tongue until
you’re begging me to fuck you.”

“Mmm…sounds fantastic.”

“Go shower.”

“Yes, sir,” she teased, getting up.
He slapped her rear on the way past into the bathroom.

Chris hadn’t been kidding. With the
slow, sensual songs he had been playing all night and the eyes he had been
giving her, Kali was squirming around in her seat, trying to satisfy the
intense ache. She was already excited about what was to come, let alone
listening to his music. His music was enough to get her hot and bothered.

The things he’ll do with his
tongue.

The show seemed longer than two
hours. Kali was so horny when they left. She wanted to jump him in the car. She
reached over and squeezed his cock through his pants.

“No,” Chris said as he pulled out
onto the road.

“But why?”

“Because I’m enjoying holding some
superiority over you, I must admit.”

“I could give you head.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” he said.

Kali raised her eyebrows. She
unzipped his pants, releasing him from his jeans. Dipping her head down between
him and the steering wheel, she enclosed her mouth around his flaccid dick,
running her tongue around the tip until it got hard in her mouth. He groaned
deeply as she bobbed her head up and down, her mouth and tongue making him
squirm around. She massaged his balls through his jeans. He breathed heavily,
gripping the wheel.

“Oh God, Kali.” He gasped and
groaned as he exploded in her mouth. She eagerly swallowed and licked him clean
before placing his spent member back into his pants and zipping him up. She sat
back against the seat and smiled.

“Don’t ever dare me anything,” she said.

“Obviously.”

The drive back to Chris’ apartment
seemed to take longer than usual. The tingling between Kali’s legs increased as
he pulled into the parking lot and found a spot. They took the elevator up to
his room and he tossed his keys onto the stand as he shut the door behind them.

“Strip and go lie down in bed,” he
told her. “I’ll get everything else ready and meet you in there.”

“Yes, sir,” she teased. He pulled
her close, kissing her. Swatting her on the butt, he pushed her toward the
bedroom.

Kali walked into the bedroom and
pulled her clothes off, tossing them in a pile next to the bed. She lay down on
the bed, getting comfy.

Chris walked into the bedroom
carrying a bag. Her eyes followed his every move as he sat the bag down and
began to pull things out of it. First was a rope, which he fastened around each
of her wrists before tying her to the headboard. He pulled a can of Redi-Whip
and a bowl with strawberries and cherries in it. He pulled his shirt over his
head, throwing it next to her clothes. He touched a hand to her belly, running
up the smooth, flat surface. She parted her lips. He smiled a little.

He grabbed the can of Redi-Whip,
shaking it. He made a trail of whipped cream from the top of her bikini line up
her belly, making a circle around her belly button, then continuing up to her
breasts. He made a circle around the outside of both nipples. The chill of the
whipped cream made her nipples hard and inviting.

Then he placed a black cloth around
her eyes, tying it behind her head, blacking out the world.

Starting at the beginning, Chris
slowly licked his way up her body, the tip of his tongue expertly lapping up
the whipped cream in his wake. Goosebumps rose along Kali’s body as he ran his
tongue around the circle of her belly button, flicking across the piercing
playfully. He continued on his way, up her belly, around the swell of her
breast. He enclosed his mouth around her nipple, sucking the whipped cream off,
making her gasp. He did the same with the other one, causing a shudder to run
down her spine.

“You’re so responsive.” He ran his
hands up her rib cage. “It’s pretty damn hot.”

“You’re pretty damn hot,” she said
breathlessly.

He placed a dollop of whipped cream
on either nipple. He placed some on his index finger, pressing it to her parted
lips. He slid his finger into her mouth and she sucked it clean as he pulled it
out, groaning softly. He leaned down, kissing her deeply, his tongue working
slowly and deeply against hers, making her blood boil and a whimper escape from
her throat. He kissed her neck and down her chest. His tongue teased at her
nipple. She savored the feeling of his warm tongue removing the cool whipped
cream, basking her in deep warmth all throughout her body. She tugged at her
binds as his teeth raked over the tender flesh.

She felt a strawberry slide across
her cheek. He touched the berry to her mouth and pulled it back. The tips was
covered with whipped cream. She felt his gaze on her as her tongue slipped out.
He placed the strawberry on her tongue. She bit into it, sighing softly. He
leaned in and kissed her. The tart berries on her tongue and the whipped cream
on his intertwined. His kisses moved down her body. He nibbled occasionally to
make her gasp. As he kissed below her bikini line, she jerked at the binds,
moaning. His tongue lapped at her opening, sliding along up to her clit. Her
ass rose up off the bed, giving him better access. He accepted, sliding his
hands underneath her, pushing her up to meet him, as his tongue flicked back
and forth across the bud.

“Oh my God.” Kali bit her lower
lip, strangled cries and whines shuddering from her throat as his tongue worked
against her most sensitive parts. Just as she was about to have her release, he
stopped and began to kiss up her body again.

“Bastard,” she said, only
half-joking. Her wriggling loosened the blindfold and she could see part of the
room.

“You’ll thank me later.”

“I doubt that.”

“Just imagine how good it will be
when it happens,” he said, nibbling around her breasts. He stood, and his
clothes hit the floor. He grabbed a cherry out of the bowl, placing the stem in
his teeth. He hovered over her body, holding it out above her mouth. She parted
her lips, taking the cherry in. He tugged back as she grasped it in her teeth,
breaking the stem.

“Mmm,” she said, savoring the
taste, and the mental image she had of him straddling her as he lowered it into
her mouth.