Mafia Desire (Erotica)

I turned to face Liz, enough so she could tell I wanted to talk to her. When the redhaired beauty turned to face me I leaned over, wrapped my fingers around the back of her neck, and pulled her into a kiss.

I slipped my tongue passed her lips easily and she immediately returned my kiss. Her tongue battled mine and I felt her hand slide up my leg and rub against the obvious bulge in my shorts.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds and I glanced to the group of girls to see if anyone had noticed.

Hayley was looking our way, but she simply smiled and winked at us before sending Lucy into a spin, which had the black haired babe giggling.

I took Liz’s hand and rose from the couch. I was a little drunk but had paced myself much more than either Tori or Vicky. They were both lightweights and hadn’t learned their limits yet.

Liz rose with me and I guided her out of the living room, down the hallway, and into the master bedroom. There were no pretences here, we both knew what was happening tonight and I was sure the other girls knew too. Even if they wanted to join in or be the one in my bed tonight, they all knew how to share.

Once inside I turned to face Liz, preparing to take the lead on the situation. She always did seem a bit shy around me.

The athletic redhead had other ideas though. She kicked the door shut, locking it. Then she hurled herself at me.

We kissed like a couple that hadn’t seen each other in months. It felt like she had four sets of hands as they roamed across my chest, over my shoulders and down my back. She even grabbed my ass and gave it a squeeze.

My hands were no less wandering. Liz had a fantastic body. So toned and lithe, but smooth where it needed to be. Exploring her figure was a very different experience than any of my other women.

I wasn’t expecting Liz to be so aggressive, but within seconds she had my shirt off and guided me back to a three-seater sofa that sat against the opposite wall to the bed.

The toned redhead pushed me back into the cushions and straddled my hips.

Her long mane of hair created a curtain around our faces as we made out.

Liz ground her pelvis into the bulge of my shorts, moaning into my mouth every time her clit scraped against my cock.

I felt like my dick was about to burst through my shorts like the Kool-Aid man and I fought back every urge in my body to yell out “Oooh yeeaaahhh!”. While I thought it was funny, she might not.

I was getting frustrated by her clothing. I wanted to feel Liz’s naked body with my hands, lips and tongue. I wanted to feel her tight body against my own.

But every time I moved my hands to pull her top off, or slide her jeans down, she grabbed my wrists and moved them.

I wondered if she was still a little concerned about her body.

Vicky had mentioned once that the reason Liz was so shy around guys was because she didn’t look like her sister, nor any of their friends.

Liz was tall, thin, and toned. She still rocked a bathing suit and had great curves and ass that could crack nuts. But the fiery haired twin didn’t see her body as appealing as the others.

But by her movements, I could be wrong.

After a few minutes of making out and grinding, Liz got to her feet. I moved to stand with her, but she pushed me back down firmly. I could easily lift more than her, but she still had enough strength to push me down.

“You wanted to see me dance?” she asked with a sultry tone. A tone I’d never heard her use before.

She was looking into my eyes as she stepped away from me. Her hips swaying from side to side as she ran her hands over her breasts, down her stomach and over hips.

She was still fully clothed, and it was still one of the hottest things I’d ever seen. But still not hotter than seeing her eat my cum out of her sister’s pussy.

“Hell yeah,” I said with a stupid grin.

Liz smirked at me spun around, tossing her long locks over her shoulder in a smooth, practiced move.

She continued to sway her hips to the sound of the music coming from the living room. The walls in this house weren’t super thick and the girls did have it quite loud.

As she moved, Liz ran her hands under her top and whipped it up, over her head before tossing it at me.

The shirt landed over my face and I quickly breathed in her scent before pulling it away.

Next, she shimmied out of her tight jeans. They were so tight that I thought I’d have to go give her a hand to get them over her juicy ass.

But she managed, and the sight of her round, firm cheeks popping free were worth the wait. Liz didn’t have the juicy, bouncy butt of her sister but she definitely did her squats.

My red-haired lover turned around to face me-once she’d tossed her jeans at me-and pulled her hair down one shoulder.

She was wearing a matching set of lingerie. The black lace of the fabric did little to cover her nipples and vagina as it was basically see-through, and the red silk edging matched her hair perfectly.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked. Her sultry tone was gone for just a second and I saw the anxiety in her eyes. She did this for a living. Letting guys see her naked and dancing for their entertainment. But she didn’t know them, nor did she care for them. She wanted my approval.

“Fuck yeah I do,” I replied. I casually rubbed my hand up and down my bulge, so she knew what she was doing to me. The move would usually be seen as vulgar and disgusting by most women. But I had a feeling Liz would appreciate it.

By the way she stared at my crotch and bit her lip, I was right to assume so.

Liz looked to have slipped back into ‘stripper mode’ and began moving to the beat of the music. She inched her way closer and closer to where I sat. Until she was standing in between my open legs.

I fought the urge to reach up and touch her, she was in stripper mode and so was I. But then I remembered where we were.

As soon as my hand touched her thigh, I heard a moan slip past her lips. She was practically begging to be touched by me.

She danced away from me for a second, then back. Pushing my legs together so she could sit on my thighs.

A second later her bra was off and discarded. I didn’t even see her reach back to undo the undergarment.

Liz’s breasts were smaller than her sister’s by far. But that didn’t mean they weren’t just as perfect in their own way. They were full and perky, and her rubbery nipples stood erect, begging for attention.

I raised my hands to her hips as Liz leaned forward, pressing her small breasts into my face.

I was able to catch one of her nipples between my lips, and was rewarded with a gasp, followed by a moan as I sucked, licked and bit gently on the sensitive nub.

The athletic redhead was now grinding her panty-clad pussy against the bulge in my shorts in short, quick motions. I could tell she was as horny as I was by her breathing and how she dropped the pretence of a strip show.

My lips left her nipple and moved to the other and I repeated the process.

Liz’s hands ran through my hair as she filled the room with gasps, moans and mewls as my lips assaulted her breasts.

I moved from breasts to breast for a few minutes, trailing kisses between them, down her stomach and back up her neck before meeting her lips.

We kissed hungrily as out naked torsos pressed together and our genitals ground together, desperate for the feeling of one another.

“Take my pants off,” I said in a breathless whisper, once out lips parted.

Liz nodded, then slid off my lap and knelt between my legs.

I loosened the pull-string on my shorts and lifted my ass off the cushion so she could pull them down. She hadn’t gotten my boxers with them, so once my shorts were free, she all but ripped them down my legs.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

The sudden motion of my underwear being pulled down caused my erection to pull down with them, then spring back with a heavy slap against my stomach. My cock was leaking pre-cum and left a small patch on my stomach where it hit.

Liz bit her lip as she eyed my cock, then tossed my underwear carelessly over her shoulder.

“I don’t need to tell you what to do now, do I?”

The fit redhead grinned, then crossed the short distance on her hands and knees until her mouth touched the base of my dick.

The feeling of her lips on my shaft made my erection pulse and twitch. A fresh stream of pre-cum oozed from my tip, sliding down my length.

I was just glad I’d had the right amount to drink that I knew I wouldn’t bust a load to early. I wanted to make sure Liz remembered this night.

I ran my hands through Liz’s long locks as her tongue slowly licked up my shaft before her lips wrapped around my tip.

Her mouth felt impossibly warm and wet. I let out a low moan as I felt her tongue flick across the sensitive glans of my cock like she was tasting her favourite flavoured lollipop.

I applied a little pressure on Liz’s head-my hands wrapped in her long hair-and she complied immediately, lowering herself on my erection.

It seemed like she didn’t have a gag reflex, because she kept going and going until I felt her throat tighten around me dick and I fought to keep my cool.

Out of all the girls, Liz had been the only one to take my cock down the whole way with little effort.

I looked down to see her green eyes staring up at me. There is no sight more erotic than a sexy woman staring up at you when her mouth is stretched wide by your own cock.

I’d never get sick of the sight.

I released the hold just a touch and she brought herself back off my shaft. She let the tip slip from between her lips and began stroking my dick in quick motions.