Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“Do you think this would look better without a bra,” Kylie asks, holding up a top that Alex just took off.

“I’m not sure,” I answer honestly. “Try it!”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” she responds, unclasping her bra and exposing her exquisite puffy nipples.

“You just wanted to show off your tits,” Lauren says. “You’ll never wear that without a bra.”

“Maybe,” she shrugs, slipping the top over her head and pulling it down over her chest. “What do you think?” she asks me, coming closer so I can get a good look.

“I like it but I wouldn’t suggest going out in public like this.” I reach up and tweak her nipples through the light material. “It’s very sexy.”

“I can never go braless,” Alex says, “but I’ll show you my tits again, Brandon.” She strips off the top she was modeling, drops her bra on the floor and leans over the arm of the couch. Her tits are inches from my face and she lifts one with her hand, offering it to me as she feeds her nipple into my mouth. I suck on her thick, black nub, teasing it with my tongue and nibbling on it with my teeth.

I’m lost in the taste of Alex’s tits when I feel fingers fumbling with my zipper. Kristina is kneeling between my legs and trying to free my hard cock. She obviously hasn’t had much practice with this. I put my hand over hers to stop her.

“As much as I would love to continue this,” I say, releasing Alex’s nipple and catching my breath. This had all the makings of becoming a full-fledged orgy with me sucking, eating and fucking all these girls at once. “I really need to go get my stuff.” I scoot back, pull up my zipper and look into the long faces of three disappointed girls.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“We can pick up where we left off when I get back,” I assure them.

“Promise?” Kristina asks, looking up at me with her big blue eyes. She’s still kneeling on the floor in front of me and is the only one who hasn’t taken off her top.

“Only if you let me feast on these fabulous nipples,” I respond, reaching out and tweaking them through her blouse and bra.

“Deal!” she says, excitedly, glancing anxiously at Lauren who responds with a slight shake of her head. Something’s brewing but I probably won’t find out until we get back.

“So what really happened between you and Kelly?” Lauren asks once we’re in the car.

“I told you we broke up,” I answer evasively. Lauren just waits me out and I finally add, “there’s got to be more to a relationship than fights and make up sex.”

“Is that why you brought me so you wouldn’t be tempted into make up sex?”

“She can be very convincing,” I smile.

“I bet,” Lauren says and we sit quietly for a minute.

“She’s positive that there’s another woman,” I say.

“Is there?” Lauren asks. I reach over and take her hand, gently squeezing it as I rest my arm on the console.

“Not in the way that she thinks,” I answer, glancing over to catch her reaction. She’s smiling so I continue. “Last night was so much fun and not just the sexual parts.”

“The sexual parts weren’t fun?” Lauren asks, teasingly squeezing my hand.

“See!” I answer. “That’s just what I’m talking about. Off and on through the whole night we were all laughing and cutting up. It made me realize how boring my life with Kelly has been.”

“Other than the fantastic make up sex?” Lauren continues to tease. I’m not sure if that just comes naturally or if it’s a defense mechanism to keep me from getting too sappy. Either way, I like it.

“Of course, that wasn’t boring.” I join in her banter. “You saw her at breakfast. She didn’t even get that you were teasing.”

“I know, right?” Lauren says, turning towards me and getting more animated. “I couldn’t believe she was about to defend her choice in men,” Lauren laughs. She places her hand on my inner thigh, dangerously close to my cock and leans towards me. “Do you need me to take the edge off before you see her?” Lauren mischievously asks while running her fingers up the length of my crotch.

“I’m fine,” I answer, “but I might take you up on that later.”

“See, even you don’t know when I’m joking,” she says, pulling her hand back.

“I knew.” I answer, not at all sure that I really did.

“Maybe I wasn’t,” she teases. Okay, that’s why I’m not sure. Before I can think of a witty comeback, we pull up in front of Kelly’s apartment building.

“Thanks for coming with me Sis,” is all I say.

“I wouldn’t miss it,” she says, opening her door. “Maybe I’ll get to see some make up sex.”

“Don’t hold your breath,” I say, taking her hand again as we walk up to Kelly’s door. I had called ahead so that Kelly would know we were coming.

Kelly opens the door wearing the Vogue version of sexy outwear, a skintight skirt and lots of enticing cleavage. Lauren almost starts laughing and I suck in a breath to keep from joining her.

“Oh,” Kelly says, “I didn’t know you were bringing Lauren.” Maybe I forgot to mention that on the phone.

“She’s going to help me carry my stuff,” I say leading Lauren into the living room past Kelly. The iHome is playing some of my favorite music and there’s a wine bottle open on the coffee table with two glasses.

“I thought we might be able to talk this through,” Kelly says, smiling at me while shooting daggers at Lauren. I start putting things in boxes as I respond.

“I’m sorry, Kelly,” I answer. “Let’s just take a break from the fighting for a while.” She’s looking around like there’s a better answer floating in the air somewhere.

“We were good together, Brandon,” she says, a single tear staining her perfect make up.

“Very good,” I admit, putting my hand on her shoulder. “But we fought like crazy.”

“And made up just as crazily,” she whispers, glancing at Lauren who is walking towards the bedroom with an empty box.

“Hey, let’s not fight about how we fought,” I laugh but she doesn’t see the humor.

“What will I tell Gwen and Steven?” she asks. “We are supposed to have dinner with them tonight.” This is what’s really bothering her; what will she tell her friends.

“Tell them whatever you want,” I answer, picking through the few CDs we have and taking mine. “Look, if you want to tell your friends that you caught me with another woman and kicked me out, it’s fine with me.”

“You arrogant bastard!” she screams. “You think this is all about what I’m going to tell my friends?” I have to admit she really is gorgeous when she’s mad. “Fine! Just get your stuff and get out!”

It takes about twenty minutes for Lauren and I to get my clothes and the few meager possessions I have. Kelly just sits at the kitchen table flipping through a magazine without speaking, even when I tell her goodbye.

“That went well,” Lauren says as we put the last box in the trunk. I shrug as we get in the car and head back to our parent’s house. I’m not sure how long I’m going to want to live with my parents and I don’t have another good option available.